Herewe are round two with the Alphabet challenge. It's been ready for a awhile but I wasn't sure if it was ready to go. A couple of other ideas have been bouncing around in my head so I've been trying to entertain the new muses so they will lie quiet for awhile and let me work on other ideas as well. We'll see what happens.

I don't own the rights to Emergency and its characters. That belongs to Mark VII Limited and Universal Home Studios Entertainment. I just claim them on loan now and then to put them in my twisted world and see how they survive my insanity.

B is for Bullet

Firemen don't get shot, or so it is said.
Now here you lie, less alive more dead.
We came for an unknown rescue, we heard the call.
One sharp sound and suddenly, I watch you fall.

I look around and wonder what am I to do?
Instead of one man injured, now I have two.
The others are beside me and wait for my choice.
I stand there frozen, I've somehow lost my voice.

I know the standard drill, the victim always wins.
But seeing you lying there, death waits with a grin.
Cap' sees me pause and tries to help me out.
If I pick wrong, I will live with heavy doubt.

I kneel beside the victim, and give him needed aid.
Knowing every moment counts, I'm still afraid.
Sirens scream their warning, help is on the way.
I mutter a silent prayer, somehow you will stay.

Voices tell me, they are here to tend to you.
I want to tell them no, it is my job to do.
But the first one down is my task to take.
He is still and quiet, his life much at stake.

I call the hospital, to tell them what I know.
My hands are a flurry, moving to and fro.
I keep myself focused on the one in front of me.
Knowing they are with you, although I cannot see.

Here are others, that will take us all from here.
I stand up shakily, and try to release my fear.
Cap' sees me struggle, and helps me load them in.
But my gut twists inside, as if pricked with a pin.

The ride seems long, as if time ticks by slow.
Then we are here, the minutes faster flow.
They go with you, and send me off with mine.
I walk beside the victim, and tell him he'll be fine.

I don't know if he hears me, I hope that he will.
The fear of uncertainty, in me begins to fill.
I wait with the others, the chairs are hard and cold.
Sitting here in silence, news waiting to be told.

I hear a voice behind me, I know it all to well.
She has come to find out, immersed in her own hell.
I stand up to meet her, and open up my arms.
Helpless to soothe her, useless with my charms.

She lays her head against my chest, wanting to know why?
I don't know what to tell her, I don't know how to try.
Her tears soak into my shirt, quivering with fear.
I hold her even closer, we need each other near.

A nurse comes to find us, to tell us that you will live.
My life to you and your family, I would gladly give.
Firemen do get shot, so all of us here do say.
We gained a major victory. No bullet won today.

Sorry had to get this one out. It tapped the inside of my skull demanding release. So I had to let it. Time to stuff it back in the box.(Back down, get back in the box).