It was a busy day in the ER, there had been a 12 car pile up at some intersection. Thankfully, most of the people only had minor injuries, but the ER had become a madhouse with so many injuries at once. A gurney nearly ran me over as I moved out of the way. I, just as many others, had been called in to help out in my field of expertise. Only 4 people had come in with serious injuries and they were up in surgery now. I flashed my badge to the nurses' station and walked into the changing room. The nurses all knew me and just smiled and/or waved.

"They even called you in?" One of the nurses asked as I walked out of the changing room.

"Yep," I say adjusting my white coat. "It seems that way Tracy."

"Well, glad you could come here to help Allicia," she says.

"Thanks," I said.

Every time I came to the hospital I was given a plain white coat to wear. Oh did I forget to mention I am not a doctor. I am a detective and I handle a lot of children's cases, so I come in to help when there are a lot of children involved in a major accident. I was just there to listen and keep kids busy until a doctor could see them. I asked a passing nurse how to get to the room I was assigned and headed off in the direction she pointed. I paused a moment and then drew the curtain aside to see a cute little red haired girl, with a few cuts on her arms.

"Hello there," I said smiling sweetly. "My name is Alicia, what's yours?"

"My...name...is...Sarah," the little girl says quietly with tears running down her cheeks.

" Its ok sweetie," I say handing her a tissue from the box and sitting on the bed next to her. "You are safe here."

"My stomach hurts," Sarah says.

"Well I am sure the nurse is coming soon to get that looked," I said looking at the nurse who just walked in and she nodded her head.

"Ok," she says and she seemingly had calmed down a bit. "I haven't seen my mommy or daddy since we got here."

"Well," I said, "I will go and check with the other nurses and see where they are, while you go with this nurse to get your stomach looked at."

Sarah nodded her. I smiled at her and headed back out to the main nurses' station. Once I got to the station, I asked the first nurse I saw, which was my friend.

"Hey Tracy," I said. "Do you know about the little girl I was just with and what happened to her parents?"

"Her mom didn't survive the crash and was DOA," Tracy said grimmly. "But her dad is up in surgery on the 4th floor."

"Thanks," I said. "Guess I am going up then."

I walked through the crowd and went to the elevators and surprisingly it was empty, as I headed to the 4th floor. As I stepped out of the elevator I checked with the nurses as to which OR room the dad was in, and headed in that direction. As I was walking I was prepping myself to hear the worst news, and then having to tell a little girl her parents had both passed away. I came to the waiting room and it was full of more people than I had expected.

" Hello," I said. "I am looking for Mr. Greg Owens."