Bae slid into the driver's seat and clutched the wheel until her knuckles bled white. This was a nightmare. A total nightmare. And maybe, maybe she'd be lucky and wake up soon safe in her bed and none of this had happened.

She let out a shaky sigh and started the car. "Make an excuse for me? Say I threw up on a patient and went home to change." Zach wasn't even moving and Bae was afraid her own excuse was about to come a violently real reality. "Just. Something. I'll make it up to you later. I swear."