Scott looked to her, looking around, just knowing she was blanking, lapsing out. It was a shock to the system. Something felt bad about this. Maybe the police had the place swept up. But they couldn't go to them. Not after this. It was something deep within his head. It would be needless. Too much questioning. He didn't want her to have blood on her hands, just protection. But even in this fragile state of mind, things became clearer. These people would hurt a lot of people to get to him. And while defeat was something that could be a nerve of thought, giving up and letting them have him, it wouldn't be right. There had to be a reason. Only then, would he figure out what he was going to be needed for. Perhaps they didn't expect this. The police had closed quickly, and while they had most of the area sealed, Scott could guess that getting out of there was the only choice they had. He knew she had to be scared, but he knew that perhaps, this nurse was his only hope.
"Alexis...I promise, whatever it is that is happening, it'll make sense in my head in time. They want me, not you...but they'll kill anyone to get to me. I need to know why, I don't know how I know this, it's just confusing." He just said, throwing the AK on the floor, and embracing her, hearing a distant siren.
"You said two more halls?"

Moving out into the carpark, running through the door, he looked around, aware that her Makarov was also down too. Perhaps they'd find fingerprints on it, Scott knew that wasn't the priority. This was bigger than police, and right now, he didn't want to go into a cell. He needed to get away from this place with her, somewhere quiet, think this through. Then act upon it and plan his next move. People wanted to kill him, and worse still, he had not a clue what the reason was. All he could say for sure was, that the Arabic, the nature that they came in, it flashed a memory. Bad ones. Almost blinding in his head, like it took some momentum away. But his mind continued to process, to make sure he could save himself and her in this moment.
"Which one's yours? I don't have a clue where we are....we should try and get away from here. I don't think we can go to the police on this one. It'll put you at risk, more than I already am. I'm sorry, Alexis. Shit...I don't know....I just can't let them take me, or it won't be good at all for anyone." He said, following her, scratching his head, Scott confused as he still stood in his patient's garnment, aware that it wasn't good for the cold but it would do for now.
"They can't hurt you if I can't help it...Alexis. Just trust me...I beg you, just let me get my senses back." He said, his words becoming easier to say as he began to at least think it through, looking to her as they were about to get into her car.
"You need to tell me what happened when I came into here."