It's All Coming Back To Me Now…..
Chapter 1
With the patient safely delivered to the ER, Taylor made her way through the maze of ER personnel, and to the flight office. Once inside, she made her way over to the coffee pot.
"Rough one, huh?" a voice asked from the Dispatch desk.
"I've seen worse." She reached for the pot, and poured a cup of the hot and steaming liquid into her Nurses Call The Shots mug. She added creamers, and a Sweet & Low to the mug and took a sip. She had seen a lot worse in her time on the job. Eight years as a Navy Nurse had taught her to treasure every minute of life because one never knew when it was about to end.
She sat down at her desk and propped up her feet. She had been running since the start of her shift ten hours earlier. As much as she hoped the rest of her shift would be calm and quiet, she knew that wasn't going to be the case. Medical emergencies were a 24 hour a day job.
"Right, gotcha. I'll get them in the air forthwith," she heard the dispatcher say. Her feet hit the floor in record time, and she took one fast gulp of coffee, screaming inside as the hot liquid burned its way down to her stomach.
"Taylor, you're needed," the dispatcher said as he tore off a sheet of paper from his notepad. "It's really bad. CTA train wreck. Be careful."
She took the paper as she flew past his desk. She grabbed her flight helmet and headed out to the helipad. She knew this was probably not going to have a good outcome.
She jumped into the helicopter and handed the pilot the paper.
She checked the equipment boxes while preflight was going on. She hoped and prayed she had enough supplies for the multiple runs they would be making. If she needed to, she could call back to the hospital and have them get stock ready for her. That way she could just grab and go.
"You buckled in?" she heard through her helmet.
"Yes. Go. This one is going to suck big time."
As the helicopter lifted off, she said a prayer so she could do the best job she could to help the people that she was going to meet.
On the ground, she hopped out as soon as it was safe. She hurried over to the triage area, and met up with the paramedics. She spoke briefly with Shay and Dawson and loaded the first critical patient into the helicopter.
"Back ASAP," she yelled at them before the helicopter lifted off.
Heading toward a fire with a hose, Cruz noticed the helicopter had arrived. He noticed the flight crew heading toward Shay and Dawson. Something familiar nagged at his brain. He couldn't figure it out, but he set it aside because he had a job to do.