Date: 2008-08-31 06:57 am (UTC)
Wide-eyed and somewhat shocked herself, Abby let out a startled yelp and then a litany of explicative, “Holy fucking shit! What the hell is…who the fuck…Jesus Christ. How the fuck…”

She sputtered for the length of time it took Rory to dismount the horse that was standing in the middle of the living room and then swore a bit more as that horse changed into Tadhg. It was only then that she realized what—no, who Rory was cradling in his arms.

“Where…?” She started to ask as she closed the distance between herself and the very tall young-looking man. She barely recognized Pippa as someone she was familiar with. What she did recognize was the signs of shock setting in, the external injuries and that the girl was in immediate need of medical care. “Where did you find her, how did you find her…I mean the situation she was in, how long has she been like this? Was she at all responsive…Someone call 911 and get an ambulance here! Lay her down, NOW.”

She wasn’t fooling around or giving anyone deferential treatment. She wasn’t Da’s funny, playfully sarcastic girlfriend. She was a well-trained emergency room physician and she had a severe trauma patient to handle and no resources to treat her with. “You couldn’t have TOLD me you were doing this?”

Ah, there’s some sarcasm after all.
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