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"Where did you hit your head?" He asked gently, touching her head, then looking at his hands. Blood. "Babe..."
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"I'm fine..." She muttered
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"Dakota, no, you're bleeding, we're going to see a doctor,"
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"I'm so tired of doctors, Nate!" She exclaimed, bringing the blood to throb outward faster
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"Dakota, Dakota stop!" he exclaimed, grabbing his phone and called 911 again, as the blood dripped rapidly onto the floor.
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Dakota sawyed before sinking to the floor, dizzy. She was concious, but only barely
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Nate knelt by her as he spoke with the person answering the phone. Soon enough an ambulance came.
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Dakota was mostly alert when the ambulance came but she fought the medica trying to get her to the hospital. She was having a panic attack and losing a dangerous amount of blood at the same time. "Ma'am, please calm down" the medic urged and Dakota pushed against them, blood streaming down her face
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Nate held her hand tightly, trying to help calm her down as he held Hunter in his other hand.
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Dakota was panicking still
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