When he took the call to attend Perthville’s worst motor vehicle collision in history, the Paramedic had no idea that he was already so intricately involved.

The Bride, one of the negligent drivers, is his sister.

Had she been injured, the Paramedic would not have helped. A stanophobe who especially fears jumbled-up pieces of gravel, he was rendered useless at the mere sight of the overturned truck.

Unbeknownst to him, the Vampire was standing out of his line of vision, scoffing at his irrational fear of stones.

“Can’t get blood out of a stone, but I can get it out of ambos,” the Vampire whispered, touching her now-healed fangs to reassure herself.