Through their eyes

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Summary – In 'Cloak of Deception' by James Luceno, when Supreme Chancellor Valorum was admitted to Coruscant Med – it told how A+E (Accident and Emergecy) was cleared and every patient in the level that he was admitted to was removed from their rooms with a concern for their condition. This is a four chaptered story about a patient and the circumstances through the eyes of the doctor and the boys mother.

Chapter one – Through the eyes of the Medic –

The Private Log of Medical Doctor Jajun Kellar

I knew something was wrong when a whole squadron of Senate Guards entered Accident and Emergency. But what really alerted me to the fact that something was wrong, was when the blue robed guards starting moving (sometimes forcibly) beings out of the waiting room before progressing onto the emergency room. Medics, Nurses, Orderlies, Patients and their families. We were all stunned. But when they pulled out the drip that supplied my patient with a painkiller laced with a sedative ready for transport to a different facility, we snapped out of it. Everyone started to fight against the efforts of the Blue guards – but it was in vain. As the most Senior medic there, I had to do something. The lives of my patients depended on it. When one was about to take an oxygen mask off a 9 year old near human boy I put my hand over his blue gloved one. "Take it off him and he dies." I'm not a hero, but like a mother whose children are threatened or in danger – something rises up in me and I will do anything to save my patients. They must have realised that, because they all stopped what they were doing and looked at me. I'm a human, a normal human. I've never been on the wrong side of the law, I've never been in a fight (unless you count the drunks that we often get). And here I was, 20 Blue Guards staring at me demanding to know who this piece of vermin was who wanted them to stop. "Every one of these patients are going to go. But only when I say so. Many are to go home, but more are to go to either a different ward or facility. This boy here, he goes to south side. Some just need a Bacta patch or two, others need stitches. But believe me, not one patient leaves this section until I say so. Everyone here is either sick or injured and having you lot trying to forcibly eject them is not the best thing to do."

I couldn't believe what I had said. And neither, apparently, could the three new comers that had entered the section during my 'speech'. In the silence that followed, I studied the three intruders. Two men, one woman, two Jedi, one Chancellor.Understanding crossed my mind and I felt an anger well up in me. And anger that I had not felt in such a long time. "Triage nurse," I called to the Twi-leck who had long been my friend. "Please escort Mr Valorum here to the waiting room until we have a bed." The nurse nodded nad showed them out to the waiting room. Three Blue guards went with them. "The rest of you blue guards went out as well." One-by-one they left the room and went back to the reletivly empty waiting room. Turning to the other Triage Nurse I asked her to inform me when the med lifters came to transport five beings to a medical facility on the other side of the planet. She assured me that she woul, handed me a med pack and went on with her duties. I stepped out into the waiting room, waited till the doors were closed and I could hear the almost inaudible whine of the sound proof shield activate. Putting on fresh gloves I strode over to the Chancellor and started to examine him. Ah! The cloth of the high and mightiest! Smooth, silky and very easy to cut. I was halfway through the process of making sure that there was no internal bleeding under the cauterization that the blaster bolt left, when one of the Junior doctors crept out of A+E. Crept I suppose because she had landed with an internship under my supervision and could read my body language like very few could. She informed me that the transport pilot wanted to talk to me – and the level 4 had a spare room with no windows. I gave her the brightest smile I had worn today. Poor Trixie. She knew me too well and started to retreat back to A+E. I asked her is she could escort the group up to level four and if she could finish the examination. I smiled again, stripped the gloves and watched as Trixie was thrown against the wall as the doors opened. The transport pilot stormed into the room. I knew what was wrong. When he was called for a patient transport, he had only been expecting to take five patients to the Southern hospital (south side). Since then five more patients had come in needing transport. It had happened before, but I didn't really want this to play out here. One of the Jedi – the female – was checking to see if Trixie was all right. The other once came up next to me. While the pilot and myself argued (and the jedi kept it from getting physical – and Trixie got a checkup – and some doctors watched slackjawed – and… oh never mind.) half of the Blue guards went up to level four and started evacuating the entire level. I couldn't believe it! They had evacuated an entire level with no thought or care to the condition to the patients, if they hadn't informed me that the Chancellors life had been threatened (assassination) I would have asked the Jedi to intervene and throw the Blue guards out. I am sure they would have done it. The look of shock and disgust that showed in their eyes…

I walked out of the room (which as nicknamed [by the staff as the Senatorial Suite) hoping to just go home after a double shift. But I was met by a red eyed near human. "Where are they?"

"Ma'am?" I was slightly confused and afraid of where this was going.

"The Blue guards. They killed my son."