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I really have no direction for this story; I'm just avoiding school work.
As Lucy was lying on the cold hospital floor looking up at Paul holding the 6 inch bloody butcher knife, her mind was racing. From how the reason to know a butcher knife was called a butcher knife, because that is exactly what Paul did to her, he butchered her. To what her chances were on surviving this brutal attack, would someone find her in time? Why was Paul standing there in he door way? Was he planning on attacking the next person that walked through the door, how would she warn them? Most of all, she thought of her mother, how would they tell her mother that she died, would she be able to take the news that her only daughter was murdered while at work, and bleed to death in non other than in the hospital. A place that has the capabilities of saving people from death.
As these thoughts where going through her head, her eyes began to close as her breathing became more shallow, then it happened, the door opened and she saw a figure of a man there. It was Malik, she wanted to scream for him to be careful, Paul was right behind him. But as soon as Malik saw Lucy he turned around to scream for help and saw Paul standing there with the knife, shaking and crying. Before Paul could move forward for his 2nd attack of the night, Mailk grabbed him and held him to the ground, screaming for help as loud as he could, but the music was too loud, he could not reach the call button, or a phone, he would just have to wait for the song to change and in those brief seconds he would scream once again.
While holding Paul down, he looked at Lucy and spoke, "Lucy, you hold on, you have to hold on, we are going to get help, just hold on a few minutes longer." Just as those words came out this mouth, Dave opened the door, ready to give Lucy hell for not suturing the leg lack yet. When he saw the sight that was in front of him, he was paralyzed with fear and shock. For a brief second, Dave could not move, but then he better half of him took over, and he changed into emergency mode. As Mailk held down Paul, Dave ran over to Lucy, who was once again in and out of it.
"Damnit!" Dave screamed. "Lucy, you have to open your eyes, Lucy just keep them open, please" Lucy slowly opened her eyes, and looked at Dave. They were filled with fear and tears, she slowly reached up her hand for Dave to grab it, to which he did. "I'm going to get you though this Lucy, you are going to make it, I promise you". As he said this Dave reached up with his other hand and pressed the call button, to which Luka and Carol came running to answer.
Lucy was put on a gurney and rushed to a trauma, while Paul was sedated and the police as well as physc were called.
In the trauma room, nobody could believe who they were working on to save. It became to much for Dave. He stumbled back from the table that Lucy was laying on, Chen looked up at him and spoke, "Dave, leave, I understand that this is a lot to take in, but if you can't work on her, we have you in here, it is too crowed already" Dave looked back at her and to Lucy and with tears filled in his eyes, he nodded and walked out. He sat down the first place he could see, and put his head between his legs, he was going to be sick. This didn't help, he needed fresh air, but the last place he wanted to go was the ambulance bay, he didn't think that he could work on patients right now. So he headed up to the roof.
Once to the top, Dave raced out of the elevator to be greeted by the cold February air. He took a deep breath in, but it was still too much, and he threw up. After he was done vomiting, he noticed 2 sets of feet at his eye level. He looked up to see both Carter and Abby smirking at him.
Cater spoke first, "Dave never knew you had such a weak stomach, you must have one hell of a trauma" Abby laughed. Dave looked at Carter seriously and could barely get the words out, "Carter, you have…you have no idea, its…Carter…she is hurt…It's so bad…I couldn't…where were you…why weren't you watching her, you're her teacher"
Carter looked at Dave with a very confused look on his face and spoke very sternly. "Dave what in hell are you talking about, are you talking about Lucy? What do you mean she is hurt" Carter than looked at Dave's scrubs, they were covered blood and he looked back at Dave's face. "Dave, answer me, is that Lucy's blood?!?!" All that Dave could do was nod and begin to cry and vomit all over again.
Carter ran as fast as he could down the stairs, he knew the elevator would not get him to where he wanted to be in time. He ran down to the ER and to the trauma room, to which Lucy was being rolled out of, on her way to surgery. He ran up to beside her bed, her eyes where closed and he noticed that she was trached .She had stab wounds up and down her little body. He grabbed her hand, and looked at Mark who was pushing the gurney. He went to open his mouth but no words would come out. He was in utter shock at the fact that Lucy was there lying on gurney fighting for her life right in front of him.
They reached the elevator to which Peter was already there waiting with the door held open. The pushed Lucy in, and rode up the surgery floor in silence. Once there, Carter went to follow Peter in to the prep room, to which Peter stopped him. "Carter, man, I can't let you come in, you have to wait, you can sit in the observation room, but that's it." Carter went to argue, but Peter went to scrub up.
Mark grabbed Carter shoulder and slightly squeezed. "Carter, come on, there is nothing we can do but wait, and we need to talk." Carter looked at him and nodded sadly and followed him down the hall and into the elevator once again, only this time, the elevator felt empty, Lucy wasn't there.
TBC???