Shippies arn't so bad... are they? :MATURE:

Rubbing his head Skye tried to explain it in simpler terms.
"Carlos.. no.. heart beat... I'm D.E.A.D... what'll they do? They'll have to opporate.. they'll have to hook me up to a H.E.A.R.T monitor and what'll happen then?!"

"Then we get them to sort you out here, dick head!" Carlos snarled angrily, his eye twitching slightly.

"A VAMPIRE AND GUESS WHAT MR. BRIGHT IDEA! VAMPIRES ARN'T VERY COMPATABLE WITH HOSPITALS! WANT TO KNOW WHY? BECAUSE WE'RE DEAD! WE HAVE NO FUCKING HEART BEAT! PLUS WHAT IS THERE LOTS OF IN HOSPITALS? BLEEDING PEOPLE!"

"Then what are you?" He growled in reply, glaring.

Skye was pretty ticked off by now.
"I'm not an idiot" He snarled

Ignoring the red head, he spoke out his address clearly and thanked the woman before hanging up and putting his phone back into his pocket.

"Certainly sir, what's your adress?"

Skye merely glared at Carlos "I'm not an idiot" he growled angrily.

A small smile spread on the dark haired males lips as he spoke. "Yeah. I got an idiot here who thinks it's sensible to not tell me he's got internal bleeding. Do you mind sending an ambulance?"

A womans voice spoke;
"Hello, is there a problem?" She asked

"Oi. Shut it." Carlos said simply as he awaited a reply from the other end of the phone.

Continuing to insult Carlos, Skye leant against a wall with his arms crossed.

Carlos rolled his eyes before pulling his phone out of his pocket and dialing for an ambulance.

Sighing the red head grumbled insults under his breath.