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Raven sighed a little, but did as he was told.

When the bystander knew Long was breathing, he loosened the scarf to check his pulse. But he paused and cussed a little. There was some nasty bruising on Long's neck. But he check Long's pulse carefully anyway.

Frei was still crying when the ambulance showed up a few minutes later. A dressed up Wolfe as a paramedic suit (which probably would ((fail)) have given Raven a nose bleed) got the stretcher from the back and ran to Long. "What happened?" he asked a bystander.

Someone explained that he had just collapsed. The one who had checked him explained he was breathing and he had a pulse before showing him Long's neck, thinking that might have something to do with it. The dart defiantly hadn't caused that bruising. It was more like the remnants of a sloppy strangling from at least a few hours ago.

Wolfe took it all in before thanking the bystanders, reassuring them and Frei that Long would be alright and moving him into the vehicle. Frei was still hysterical.

About thirty minutes later, Wolfe entered the ice cream shop and looked around for Raven.

Raven was still chatting with the staff, targeting a chatty girl on her lunch break. They were discussing moisturizers as Wolfe walked in.

"I said chat not flirt," Wolfe's growl filled Raven's ear.

"Discussing moisturizers is serious stuff," Raven explained.

The girl he was chatting with nodded in agreement. "Are you Raven's boyfriend?" she asked Wolfe, winking an approval at Raven.

Wolfe raised an eyebrow before bowing slightly to the girl and grabbing Raven's arm, dragging him away.

Raven and the girl waved goodbye before walking beside Wolfe.

"We've got him," Wolfe explained once they were walking away, "He should wake soon."

Raven didn't seem too surprised, but it wasn't clear how he felt about this. And it didn't look like he was going to share his opinion anytime soon.

When Long was taken to the hospital and most of his clothes were removed, it looked like his neck wasn't the only part of his body that had taken a beating. Most of his body appeared to be covered in bruises and a few long cuts. Some of them were older and some of them were a few hours old. There were also gashes around both of his wrists that looked like they had come from being tied up. It was a wonder he had gotten out of bed at all. But there was no immediate explanation for the limp. His legs were also bruised, but they wouldn't have caused a man like Long to limp.

They came to an older part of one of the older hospitals. Wolfe ushered him inside. There was no one around, only a screen. On it was Long and Frei. Long passed out on a bed with some IVs hooked up to him and Frei at his side.

Wolfe had taken a look at his body and given him medication, applying antibiotics and bruising balm where needed and bandaging open wounds.

Raven swallowed a bit, looking a little pale. He didn't stare at the screen too long, turning away after a moment.

Wolfe looked at Raven, "I need you to look after Frei," he explained, "Right now, she's not Frei, she's Eve. She won't know who you are. I was going to use her to interrogate Long but I've changed my mind."

Raven looked a little out of it, but he nodded his head.

"Try to keep her as calm as possible," Wolfe repeated before heading into the room. It took a lot of talking before Frei would leave Long's side. Even more for her to leave the room. "Eve, this is Raven," Wolfe said calmly, "He's going to stay with you while I take care of your Uncle." Eve looked at Raven with large, teary eyes.