SHE HAD THE WORLD

Summary: How much can your life change following a tragedy?

Chapter 1: It Starts With a Tragedy

June 2nd 2014 - Monday

"Angela what if something happened to them?" Maura paced, trying to even her breathing.

"I'm sure they are fine, dear," The older woman said in a higher pitch than usual. For once she was able to control her own fears and be coherent enough to support Maura.

Maura shook her head. "No. Angela. Something is wrong." The woman swallowed hard. She was never one to follow instincts, but now… even she couldn't deny it. It was a deep ache in her chest that told her something was off. "I can feel it, Angela. Something is very wrong."

Angela knew what Maura was talking about. It was mother instinct. She could feel it too. But for once, she had to be the one holding it together. She would not tell Maura she had felt it too. Instead she looked at the blonde woman before her, reached out and embraced her. "Everything will be okay," She lied.

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She had been driving aimlessly, trying to get Nash to fall asleep. He hadn't been sleeping well for the last couple of nights and so, as a last resort, she had told Maura she would drive him around for a while and be back soon with the sleeping child. She had never expected to be caught in a freeway accident. She had barely had any time to process what was happening, what would happen. One minute she was driving in the cold, silent night as Nash's eyes started to close, the other she saw the truck speeding wrong-way straight at her. She heard the sirens and she knew the truck driver had no intention of even trying to turn the vehicle. She had no time, no escape. She glanced one last time at Nash, steered the wheel slightly to transfer the weight to the outside tires and pulled the handbrake, locking the rear wheels of Maura's blue Prius. The car slid sideways with amazing precision.

Jane smiled.

The impact would be on her side.

Nash would have a chance.

With that thought in her mind, she heard the loud impact before she even had time to feel it on her side, crushing her ribs. Her body shook violently and shooting pain made her scream. She heard Nash's cries as the car flipped and flipped again, landing upside down several miles away from the collision spot. Jane cried through gritted teeth as the overwhelming pain travelled through her body. In just a matter of seconds it all faded to black.

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"Ma'am can you hear me?" The medic asked loudly, checking Jane's pulse. It was there. Faint, but it was there.

"Can you hear me?" He repeated when Jane didn't open her eyes, moved, or made any signs that she was awake.

"She's unconscious. Hold the C-Spine please!" The medic told his EMT assistant.

"Please pass me a C-collar!"

"Okay. Let's go. Attention now, we'll rotate her!"

"I'll come hold the C-spine." The EMT called out, going around the car and positioning himself next to the door in front of the medic. He immediately provided stabilization of the neck.

"Okay, perfect! Here we go… You got the C-spine?" He asked as he held Jane through her underarms and gently rotated her body as the EMT followed the movement holding Jane's neck.

"Perfect. Okay… we're gonna put her on the long board slowly!" He said as they laid her down on the end on the board. "Let's scoot, nice and slow. 1, 2, 3…" And steadily they pushed Jane's body to lay almost fully on the board. "Perfect. One more time. Nice and slow! 1, 2, 3…" And Jane's bloodied and nearly lifeless body was finally laying completely on the board.

"She's stopped breathing!" The paramedic called out as they placed the board on the stretcher. He grabbed the laryngoscope and positioned himself behind Jane's head, removing the C-collar. "Watch her C-spine! Keep in-line traction!" He ordered as soon as the collar was removed. The EMT immediately assumed position.

"There's too much blood I can't see… I need suction!" The medic shouted. "Dammit!" The medic cursed, putting the scope down and bagging Jane. "MARK!" He shouted to another medic. "I need your help!" He resumed suctioning, but there was still too much blood. "I can't see!" He repeated. "Turn suction up!" He commanded.

"It is up to the max!" The EMT told him.

"It's better we try it on the chopper, we have better control. Let's bag her and move her!" Mark said, hurriedly.

"I can see the vocal cords," Carl said, once settled inside the chopper. "I'm in!" He breathed out after a moment of dead silence. They quickly hooked the oxygen tube and fastened the C-collar back in place.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Mark yelled to the pilot after checking the right positioning of the tube. "Fire it up!"

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"This is Mass General on Beta-Two. Go ahead."

"We're incoming on Air-vac One with two major traumas."

"Go ahead Air-vac One."

"Okay folks, there's two multiple traumas coming in!" The attending shouted to the ER personnel. "You!" He turned to a nurse. "Clear me two trauma rooms!"

"What do you got?" He shouted to the paramedic so he could be heard over the chopper's engine.

"Mom got an obstructed airway, multiple fractures and a head trauma!" The medic shouted as loud as he could. "3 year old, possible internal bleeding, broken arm. He's going into shock!"

"Draw up meds! Watch that IV! Fluids wide open!" A doctor called inside the trauma room as soon as Jane was rushed inside. "Let's get a Lateral C-spine X-ray, CBC, type and cross for four units of blood!" Doctor Lewis shouted, already assessing Jane's injuries more closely.

"Draw up a saline flush," a nurse called out to her assistant nurses. "Crash cart!" She added as prevention, as she studied the monitors Jane had been hooked to. "BP is only 65 palp! Pulse is 160 thready!"

The team continued to work on Jane for the next minutes. Shouting orders to each other and trying to assess the amount of damage she had sustained.

"We got a bloody tap, page the surgeon! The doctor commanded. "Let us get ready for an exploratory laparotomy."

"I'm worried about an intracranial bleed. Can we rush that head CT?" The doctor chimed in once again. "Nurse have them clear a CT room ASAP! Tell them the patient is on her way right now prior to surgery."

"What do you got?" The surgeon asked when he got in only moments later.

"Possible intracranial bleeder. Cracked ribs, hypotensive intraperitoneal hemorrhage confirmed by lavage, possibly spleen. Facial trauma, intubated in the field with an RSI. Hemoglobin is 9, hematocrit is 28. Type and cross four, 650 cc's of saline."

"Alright! Let's take her up!" The surgeon said calmly but forcefully.

"Doctor Lewis!" A nurse called, chasing after him. "The firefighters found this in the car."

"Law enforcement?" He asked, already knowing the answer, as he studied the badge the nurse was flashing him.

The elder woman nodded. "Boston Police it says."

"Alright." The bald doctor exhaled. "Try to get a hold of her lieutenant and let them know what's going on."

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"I want my mommy!" Nash sobbed his anguish as the paramedic and the pediatrician removed him from inside the chopper and wheeled him into the hospital.

"I know, honey. I'm sorry, but we'll be right here with you," the woman told him calmly, pronouncing every word very clearly. "You are a very brave boy."

"I want my mommy!" He repeated, inconsolable.

"I know honey. I know," his doctor repeated. "Can you tell me your name?"

"N-nash!" He sobbed.

"Can you tell me your full name, sweetie?" The woman pressed as she steered him into the trauma room opposite to where they were rushing Jane.

"Nash… A-Alexander Isles," he cried. "I can't get up!" He wailed, fighting the restraints.

"I know sweetie. The nice paramedic had to put a special seatbelt on you so you would be very still and wouldn't get hurt."

"I no wanna to be here!" He complained as he moved his uninjured arm and tried to pull away the oxygen mask on his face.

"No, no, no, no, sweetheart. Let's leave the mask, okay? It's helping you breathing."

"I want my mommy!" He broke into hysterical crying once again.

"This kid is scared to death. We have to sedate him," a nurse advised.

The doctor nodded. "Give him Versed. 1 milligram IV"

"Nash, sweetie? Were you in the car with your mommy?" The doctor asked him before sedating him to make sure and to get a better idea of who she could try to contact.

"N-no," he sobbed.

"Who was in the car with you sweetie?"

"Mama," he whispered. "Mama was hurt," he wailed.

"The doctors are trying to fix your mama, honey."

"Can you tell me your mommy's name?"

"Mommy!"

"Yes sweetie. So we can call her and she can come see you," the doctor smiled down at him, stroking his forehead.

"Mommy's name is mommy!"

"Alright sweetie. We're going to call mommy, okay?"

"Kay…"

Doctor Lewis finally nodded at the nurse, allowing her to sedate the little blonde boy.

"Someone talk to Dr. Clayton and see if they got an ID on the woman who came with him so we can try and reach their family."

"I'm on it," a young nurse responded.

"Alright people, let's take him upstairs. I want an arm and abdomen CT."

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"Doctor Isles," Maura answered quickly as soon as she heard the first notes of her ringtone.

"Doctor Isles this is Lieutenant Cavanaugh"

"Oh… lieutenant." Maura breathed out not hiding her disappointment.

"Doctor Isles I just received a call and I need you to meet us at Massachusetts General Hospital."

Maura frowned. "Do we have a case?" Why would Jane's lieutenant call her instead of dispatch? She suddenly realized what was going on. "I understand you may be trying to reach Jane, lieutenant. I'd give her the message myself but she left almost four hours ago and she's not answering my calls."

"Right. I actually wanted to talk to you Doctor Isles. If you could meet us here…"

"Us?" Maura asked slightly impatient. "You mean Jane is already there?" She asked, feeling both anger and relief take over her. She couldn't believe Jane had taken their son to a crime scene, however, considering the scenarios she had been imagining she could very well let this one pass. Of course she would make sure Jane would hear her displeasure though.

"Uhm… yes, Doctor Isles," Cavanaugh hesitated. "Jane is… already here."

"Very well then. I will meet you there. Where am I headed?"

"Mass General."

"No. I mean… where in the hospital?"

"Oh, right… If you could please meet me at the lobby?"

"I'll be there in 15 minutes, lieutenant."

"So?" Angela asked impatiently as soon as Maura disconnected the phone.

The small woman turned to her and grinned. "Everything is fine, Angela. Jane got pulled into a case. Lieutenant Cavanaugh just called me and wants me to meet them there."

"Oh, thank God!" Angela put her hand above her heart and exhaled. "I was really getting worried something had happened. I didn't want to tell you, but I had a bad feeling. Thank God they're okay."

"It will be okay Angela. I have to go, but we'll see you in the morning!" Maura smiled widely. After such a scare, she was sure there was absolutely nothing that could cause her even the tiniest amount of unhappiness.

A/N: I'm not a doctor. I'm not a nurse. I'm not a paramedic. I'm not an EMT. I know nooooothing about medicine. Inaccuracies are to be expected. I am to blame for them. Me and TV Shows...

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