Jake/Eli Jake, in a desperate attempt to get help for the wounded man, found his way to the hospital. He was never very good with maps. He walked into the building, helping to support Eli. There was evidence of a wolf attack, for the taller man had deep bite marks all over his arms and legs. He walked to the counter. "Umm...We really need help right now. My friend here was attacked by wolves." He said urgently.

Eva

She was cool, calm, collected. Her heels clicked on the tile floor as she walked up to the counter, and her long red hair swayed behind her. Karen, here are the files for that car crash. Also, wheres that girl that was in here with the cop? The young blonde behind the counter merely shrugged her shoulders. No clue, Eva. She replied. But your next customers are here. Eva turned and smiled at Eli and Jake. If you two gentlemen will follow me. She turned and walked down a hall way and into a semi private room. Sit him on the bed, there. She murmered. The happy and warm doctor was gone, replaced by this one here. A cool, calm and quietly serene doctor. Arm please. She said softly. Whats your name? She asked as she shined a light into his eyes.

Jake/Eli

Eli followed her with a limp, with Jake supporting him. He seemed to ignore the pain. But it was there. He sat on the bed and held out his arm, exactly as Eva told him to. "Name?..." He said in a confused manner. "Oh...er, Eli." His last name was on a patch on his shirt - Fisher.

Jake stood up against the wall, pulling a cellphone from his pocket. He dialed a number and began to speak. "Nicole? You there?
...We're at the Hospital. How's the horse?
...Good. We'll be back soon."
He then put the phone back into his pocket and sighed.

Eva

As she shined a light into one of Eli's eyes, she snapped it off and backed away. Those bites will need stitches. We're going to give you a few shots, Eli, so that nothing can harm you internally. She held his wrist in her hand, and she slipped an I.V. Into his arm. Her hands were soft, warm and gentle but firm. Her eyes were a soft blue as they lifted to his, and her smile was just as soft as her hands. Quietly as the drugs kicked in, she began to give him some shots, rabies shots just in case. Then she set to work, stitching him up.

Eli

Eli watched her every move. He did not mind needles or medications, but he wasn't fond of doctor's offices. He remained calm as Eva stitched up the wounds.

Eva

Her movements were quick and sure, and just as she finished, her pager went off. Alright, Eli. Your all set to go home. With that, she turned and walked away.