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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2011 18:31:46 GMT 2
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Busy, slightly annoyed looking medical staff was rushing through the hallway of the hospital. When a nurse spotted two guys carrying in a woman she immediately turned her attention on them. "How can I help you?" her eyes moved quickly over the young womans body and spotted the bloodsoaked bottom of her pants. Quickly she directed them to one room."Put her on there." Then she grabbed scissors and cut the bottom open while briefly examining the quick clot on the wound and giving them an odd look. "Are you in the army?" She had only ever seen this kind of thing used by her military friends never by civilians. She grabbed a sterile bandage and told the men to press it onto the wound that was still bleeding. "How did she get shot? Have you called the police yet?" After a quick check of Fayes vitals she hurried away.
Almost unnoticably a 'shadow' had slipped into the open door behind them keeping an eye on everything that was going on. With a swift move he pulled a white coat and stethoscope from a chair in a room and proceeded to make his way to the emergency room where he suddenly stood next to a young man and looked down on the patient feeling for her pulse. "What happened?"
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Post by Faye Perez on Feb 8, 2011 22:23:09 GMT 2
Her breathing was shallowing and pain was flaring through out her entire body, she could feel her mind trying to keep her under, there the pain was less, but with every breath she took the pain flared up, a soft groan falling from her lips as her eyes fluttered softly, opening ever so slightly only to fall back closed moments later.
Another breath fell from her lips and her head rolled to the side, Jack's name slipped from parted, dry lips.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2011 22:38:52 GMT 2
The woman was coming to which made things more complicated. At the sound of the young guys name the 'doctor' looked up at him. "That you? Jack? What's her name...full name!" He put the stethoscope on her chest and listened to her shallow breathing. Then he turned and asked Jack to grab some rubber gloves for him. When the man's back was turned he quickly snapped a picture of Faye on his phone. Then he slipped the gloves on. "We might have to transfer her to a different hospital. We're not equipped for wounds like this...it was probably cause by a 99,5 shell."
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Feb 9, 2011 0:11:41 GMT 2
"I'm here.." He whispered while he pressed a soft kiss on her forehead and gently took her hand in his. He more than hated seeing her like this, more than hated that he had to sit next to her hospital bed for a second time. He could and should have prevented this from happening. He should have killed that son of a bitch right when he had a chance..
"Yeah, I'm Jack. Look, I already told the nurse her full name and what happened so can we please get passed these questions now?" He grumbled when he finally glanced at the doctor by his side. He had already gone over this with the nurse, Faye's full name, the story of the drive-by as to how she had gotten the wound.. He had even lied through his teeth about the cops already being on the case. Last thing he wanted was to draw even more unneeded attention on them from cops.
Reluctantly his hand slipped from Faye's to grab the requested rubber gloves and his brow furrowed at the doc's words when he handed them over. A transfer to a different hospital? What kind of bull was that?
"So you're telling me you can't treat a bullet wound here? What kind of a hospital is this.."
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Post by Shadows left hand on Feb 9, 2011 1:11:56 GMT 2
"Any normal bullett wound yes but not one like this." The guy was trying to be unspecific as he could.
He moved over to the tray with discarded instruments on it and reached for the small scalpel the nurse had been using to cut open the pants.
"Would you keep pressure on her wound?" He ordered with his back to them and while Jack turned his attention on the wound he reached around the young mans neck with his left arm, forcing Jack's chin up to make room for the scalpel to slit his throat. The blade was digging into his skin when suddenly somebody tried to open the locked door. "What's going on? open the door!" A voice called out.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Feb 10, 2011 0:31:16 GMT 2
Jack didn't know what hit him, no, cut him when something sharp easily tore in to his skin. Already warm blood trickled down his neck as he threw his head back, breaking his attacker's nose on impact. The soft clinking of something falling on the floor briefly drew his attention down toward a.. scalpel?! Oh shit, he really, really hated hospitals..
His elbow forcefully drove in to the man's gut before he twisted out of the grip and distanced himself from the .. well, he guessed the guy was anything but a doctor. With his back toward a still unconscious Faye, his eyes shot in the direction of the door when a voice called out behind it.
"Break the door down! Call the fucking cops!" He yelled as he reached behind him and over Faye in the hope of finding any useful and, more importantly, sharp surgical instrument for defense. Why hadn't he just held on to that bloody gun?
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2011 15:08:59 GMT 2
(Where did the second guy come from?? Could you edit. It's just one)
Furiously he wiped the tears away that had shot into his eyes when his nose was broken. he could barely see through the pain and tears but he also knew what happened to people who left jobs unfinished and eliminating these two was his job- if he couldn't find out who they were.
Outside the real nurse had figured out that something was very wrong behind the closed door and radioed for security.
The next best thing falling into his hands was a metal tray which he used as a weapon against the young man. With both hands on it he smacked him upside the head sending the guy into one of the cabinets head first. The sound of his skull crashing into the metall and glass sounded promising.
One down , one to go.
He used the opportunity to wrapped both hands around the woman's throat and squeezed as tight as he could. Who knew, maybe this wasn't even necessary any more but better safe than sorry.
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Post by Faye Perez on Feb 10, 2011 21:47:45 GMT 2
Faye was slolwy comeing around, her eyes fluttering open every now and then, witha breath she felt hands wrap around her throat her her mind snapped to action, pain surged through her body as she fought agaisnt the hold he had on her, a moan fell from her lips and she fought agaisnt the tight grip he had on her.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2011 22:33:18 GMT 2
Left: Instead of dying this woman opened her eyes when he squeezing her throat tight. Her struggles were a pretty sorry display and almost amused him. "Give it up." He commented while he squeezed even tighter. When the woman's face turned red he held onto her troat waiting for her breaths to die.
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Post by Faye Perez on Feb 10, 2011 22:55:28 GMT 2
A hiss fell from her lips, and dark spots danced behind her eyes, with every passing second breathing became difficult, as did strugglign agaisnt him, she had already lost a lot of blood and now she was loosing the oxygen she needed to remain awake long enough to do something.
She felt herself fading, her eyes drifting closed, her hands tightened around the ones holding onto her and she tried to heave in a breath, but it was no use, pain shot through her system as her heart tried to pound oxygen through her.
She forced her eyes closed and Walter's training rushed through her mind, with a breath she lifted her hand, which she found more difficult then she would have liked and used the nail of her thumb to press into his eye, it destracted him enough, causing him to loosen his grip, with a gasp of air she forced her hand sideways, trying to find something to stop him with.
"Jack" Her throat was hoarse, dry, and she doubted he could hear her, licking her lips she maanged to get her hand up between them and her elbow shot out, her body lifting and with an upwards thrust, her elbow caught the guys nose.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Feb 10, 2011 23:22:06 GMT 2
Jack groaned and his brow furrowed slightly while he slowly came to. His head hurt like hell, more than hell, and for a moment he couldn't even remember for the life of him where he was or what had happened. Had he been hit by a bus? Or a train maybe? No, it was neither..
He reached for a shard of broken glass near him, paying no mind to it as it cut right in to the skin of his palm when he grabbed hold of it. More pieces of shattered glass fell off of him as he slowly pushed himself up from the floor. His vision blurred even more when he finally stood and his free hand lifted subconsciously to the heavily bleeding gash on his head. He probably had one hell of a concussion, but that minor detail was the least of his concerns when his eyes settled on the 'doctor's' back. He could only guess what the son of a bitch was doing, or trying to do before Faye gave the guy a nice elbow.
He briefly closed his eyes one last time in attempt to better his vision before he moved forward. His hand slid around the man's forehead, pulling the guy tightly against his chest while he drove the shard in to the jugular. Warm blood sprayed over his hand and face, but he barely even blinked, nor did he let go until he felt the body become weaker in his hold. He pushed the guy sideways, away from both him and Faye with nothing but a blank glare in his eyes. 'Kill or be killed' was all that had ran through his mind.
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Post by Nurse Real doc on Feb 11, 2011 14:27:28 GMT 2
Finally the guards managed to break down the door and stormed into the room to find a scene of destruction. One guy was on the floor in a puddle of blood twitching heavily, one leaning on the examination table-also covered in blood and a woman who was struggling for air.
"What's going on here?" One of them wanted to know.
The doctor pushed him out of the way and kneeled on the floor, turned the guy over and pressed his hand on his neck although he had stopped twitching. Loudly he yelled for help but soon gave up. "He's dead."
The guards had nothing better to do than grabbing the other guys hands, twisting them onto his back and pressing his face against the footend of the exmination table. They slapped handcuffs on him assuming that he had killed the guy on the floor.
Breathing heavily the doctor turned around and assessed the situation. "Okay, take the woman out of here and prepare her for surgery. I'll be right there." He stepped up next to the men holding Jack down and motioned for them to let him straighten up. With cold dark eyes he took in where all the blood on his face was coming from. Some of it clearly wasn't his own but the gash on his head was bleeding heavily and had started to drip from his chin onto the cold steel underneath him...probably heavy enough for the guy to be passing out within the next few minutes. The young man already looked quite dozy. "I should just let them take you to the police station...by that time you've probably lost enough blood to never come back here."
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Post by Faye Perez on Feb 11, 2011 14:38:14 GMT 2
Faye stared wide eyed in horror at Jack, her breath heaving in and out a sshe tried to get the much needed oxygen to her system, with a breath she swallowed, which hurt, a hell of a lot, "Jack" She looked athim, lifting her hand to him, but already the door was being bust down and he was being handcuffed.
"Wait"She forced herself to speak, her gaze turning to hte guards, and to the doctor, "It was self defense" She lookde down at the guy on the floor, "He tried to kill us" She stated, her eyes locked onto the guards, already finger marks were forming on her already red throat.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Feb 11, 2011 16:08:09 GMT 2
Jack looked over at Faye with unfocused eyes while the door was busted in and more people rushed in to the room. It was about fucking time. Even just thinking was starting to more than just hurt and he didn't know how much longer he could stay standing on his own two feet as he leaned two hands against the table.
His face scrunched up in pain when his head was forced down, but he barely registered the cold of the surface of the examination table against his slick with blood cheek anymore. His hands were pulled behind his back and cuffed without him even having the mind to protest or plea his case. He was too focused on trying to stay awake, stay standing to do anything else.
The whole world spun and danced in front of him when he was pulled back up to stand straight, the doc's voice becoming nothing more than a distant mumbling. Who gave a shit about coming back here? He wasn't planning on that... His brow furrowed slightly before his knees finally gave out, his eyes rolling back as he succumbed to the much more comfortable darkness of unconsciousness..
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Post by Nurse Real doc on Feb 11, 2011 21:44:33 GMT 2
Unfortunately the doctor didn't catch the young man before he hit the floor. He took a deep breath and ordered. "Take those cuffs off, he's not going anywhere." It did cross his mind that maybe he had really acted in self defense. Maybe, maybe not. Who was he to judge him. His job was to safe lifes and that's what he needed to do right now. "Help me and you...call the cops." Together with one guard he lifted Jack back onto the examination table Faye had been on earlier and shone a light into his hazy blue eyes. "Pupils are reacting to slow." He told a nurse who had hurried into the room. Immediately the nurse pulled over an oxgen bottle and mask which she pulled over his nose and mouth.
Motioning for the broken cabinet he added. "He probably hit that with his head." he turned Jack's face sideways and pushed the hair away from his forhead to examine the deep gash. Carefully he pulled out two pieces of glass and quickly wrapped it applying enough pressure to stop slow the bleeding. On Jacks neck he found a hole probaby caused by a sharp object and a graze on the other side. He wrinkled his brow and asked. "Bullett?" the nurse simply nodded and handed him more gauze to stop the bleeding.
"Okay, IV, then CT, look for internal bleeding on the left side. Hurry up."
-- A few rooms over a young nurse was helping Faye out of her clothes and put a sheet over her so she wouldn't get too cold. While she inserted a needle into her arm she gave her a smile. "You're going to be okay, darling. Allright. It's all good now. What's your name?"
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Post by Faye Perez on Feb 12, 2011 14:21:37 GMT 2
She didnt want to be away from Jack, he looked about as good as she felt, and she didnt want to be apart from him, not for a second, but she was wheeled away none the less, pain shot through her body as she was moved into a hospital gown, the nurses words doing little to make her feel any better about what was happening.
"Faye" She grumbled, her hands lifting to gently brush over her throat, it hurt, and it was hard to swallow, let alone to talk.
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Post by Nurse Real doc on Feb 12, 2011 14:44:37 GMT 2
While Faye was wheeled into an operating theater the same nurse held her hand. She attached a clip to her finger to read the oxygen saturation in her blood and her pulse. "It's looking good, Faye. We'll just have to wait for the anesthetist to come over. Do you want to tell me what happened?" A man in green outfit and mask looked over her shoulder and handed her his 'elbow' "I'm here...Hi there, I'm doctor Miller. Any known allergies?"
In the meantime another nurse painted Faye's upper leg with an orange liquid desinfectant.
At the same time a level lower Fayes better half was shoved into a tunnel to take a CT of his skull. The technician looked at the screen with concentration in order to not miss any minor details. He then reported back that he detected brain swelling but no bleeding. A little later Jacks unconscious figure was brought into a small room and his pupils checked again. "Why is he unconscious then?" One doctor asked the other. "Let's stitch him up and give him NaCl and see what happens."
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Post by Faye Perez on Feb 13, 2011 11:34:36 GMT 2
Faye let out a breath and furrowed her brow, she had been so out of it that she wouldnt have a clue what the 'story' had been and she didnt exactly think a drive by would be a good story considering what had transcribed earlier, instead she shook her head meekly. "My brother needs to know" She muttered, her eye lidsfluttering.
With a breath she thought through her mind at his question and shook her head, swallowing painfully, "No" She muttered.
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Post by Nurse Real doc on Feb 13, 2011 11:43:57 GMT 2
While the anesthetist asked her for her hight and weight the nurse squeezed her arm. "Sorry, Faye. You're brother's unconsious. But I'm sure when you wake up we can let him know. Now just relax." It was her job to calm down people just as much as she had to assist the doctors in life saving measures.
Another doctor and more staff suddenly surrounded Faye and while she was asked to count backwards from 10 the door closed behind them.
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Post by Faye Perez on Feb 13, 2011 11:52:57 GMT 2
Faye shook her head, "Fiance" She muttered, with her brow furrowed in confusion, she needed Leon to know he must have been going insane, she heaved in a breath trying to answer the questions being thrown at her, height, weight, with a breath she swallowed through the pain.
With a breath she counted back from ten, before her eyes closed and she was at the mercy to th doctors around her.
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