She struggled to open her eyes. She could hear people moving around her and a gentle beeping sound. She was also aware of pain in her right arm and leg. Even breathing seemed to hurt. When her eyes finally opened all she could see was the bright light that hovered over her head. A masked figure appeared in the middle of the light.
"Jessi, you were in a car accident and are in Mercy General. Can you tell us who we need to call? Your parents, anyone who can give consent of care while you are in surgery?"
She started to say they couldn't call her mother, but she couldn't get her voice to work. Panic gripped her as she realized just how serious this was. Pushing the panic and pain aside she slowly moved her left hand up slightly and prayed her fingers would obey. Slowly she forced her fingers to make the letters she had learned as a little girl, D-A-D.
"You want us to call your dad?" The mask asked her.
Slowly she shook her hand yes, and then began the next set of signs.
"N-C-I-S?" The masked questioned, obviously unfamiliar with the acronym.
"Naval Criminal Investigative Service" a voice beside Jessi supplied. "Her dad must be a Navy cop. What is his name?"
Jessi frantically shook yes with her hand. Sure they understood where to call she started to sign the letters of his name.
"L-J" the mask translated when Jessi paused. "G-I-B-B-S. Your dad is L.J. Gibbs at NCIS?"
Jessi once again signed yes. The pain was becoming worse and black spots had started to float into her vision.
"Nurse Johnson can you get NCIS on the phone and tell them we need to speak to a L.J. Gibbs urgently. Is the OR ready we need to transport her now!"
Jessi was vaguely aware that her gurney was moving. "Please let him come" she prayed before the blackness overtook her once more.