The sirens came closer and closer until Tim and Damian saw the lights and the approaching vehicles. Suddenly they were surrounded by people in uniforms. Tim and Damian stepped back from Dick and Lacy as paramedics loomed over the injured couple. "They got caught in the explosion, they said they were just walking by when it happened." Tim lied to the hospital workers. "We were down the street when we heard the bomb and saw the flames and came to help when we saw them on the ground. We're actually friends with them." 

A couple of paramedics came down and helped the sleeping Dick up into a stretcher. They checked for a pulse. "He's alive, just unconscious, get him..." They started to treat Dick's chest wound as they brought him into the ambulance. Dick groaned again, his eyes cracking open for a split second. "...se...nna..." Escaped his lips. "...Lacy..." And he was suddenly under the spell again.

A few more paramedics came over with a stretcher for lacy. "Please, you need to lay down on your chest here. We're going to take care of you, Ma'am." One of them looked over Lacy's back, observing her wounds.