Chapter 1
Fletch's POV
I enter an unusually quiet Darwin ward, sadly I knew this was probably the calm before the storm. It was always the same. I would just settle down in front of the mountain of paper work that seem to grow every time I looked away. Then there would be three crash calls and an emergency operation admitted and without a permanent consultant on Darwin it was only a matter of time before Freida and I would struggle to save anyone.
I was brought out of my thoughts by the a loud argument on the ward. I swiftly moved to the nurses station were I was shocked to find a man, who was clearly agitated, brandishing a scalpel.
"You kill my mother… how dare you say it wasn't your fault"
Freida looked shocked and stunned, "Mr Watson, your mother had a severe cardiac episode in theatre there was nothing more I could do"
I step forward trying to diffuse the situation unfolding before my very eyes. I have worked so hard to make this hospital safe and yet there is still danger everywhere I turn.
"Mr Watson, how about you come through to the relatives room and we can talk about what happen to your mother"
"I refuse to do anymore talking" he spat out, "She needs to pay for what she has done"
He lurches forward to grab Freida. But instinctively I grab his arm, he turns to me and the scalpel descends deep into the upper left quarter of my abdomen.
I fall to the floor, I here Freida say something. The room starts to go dark.
Blackness.