He can't move fast enough now, knowing she's still with him. If he could, he'd lift and toss the whole damn van just to get to her. "Don't you go anywhere, you hear me? You stay with me, sweetheart," he begs her huskily. Without knowing how bad it is, he's just terrified about any internal injuries she might have, and he just needs her to keep talking to him.

The sound of her sobbing, though, is like a knife to the heart. "Stay with me. I'm gettin' you outta here, I promise," he breathes out, yelling at people around him to help. He barks out orders, quickly coming up with a plan to lift it up swiftly while James grabs Juliet. The minute she's in his arms, he cradles her protectively, still not breathing until he knows she's gonna be okay.

"I got you, baby. You're gonna be okay," he whispers just to her.