Victoria sighed tiredly as she moved from one victim to the next treating the wounds she could and just trying to make the others more comfortable. The flood had
destroyed half the small town and was threatening the rest. Her heart constricted as she thought about John, Scott, and Gordon out there in the thick of it. 'Please
God, take care of them. I can't lose him now.' It terrified her how much John had become a part of her life, just the thought of him not being with her almost sent her
into a state of hyperventilation.
A hand on her shoulder made her jump. Looking up she saw the concerned eyes of Virgil looking back. "Victoria, they'll be okay. Let's just keep working it'll keep
us from freaking okay."
Victoria smiled and patted his hand, "Thanks Virgil, I guess I'm not so good at this waiting thing yet."
Virgil nodded and moved on to another patient. A few moments later he called out to her. "We're full, so once everyone is strapped in we'll move them over to
the hospital in the next town. I'll let Scott know while you check everyone."
Victoria nodded. "F.A.B. Virgil."
It didn't take more than half an hour to deliver the patients and return to the scene. They had just landed when everything seemed to go wrong.
Scott's scream echoed over the radio, "No John!
Victoria's blood ran cold, and she had to grab the back of Virgil's seat to keep from falling down.
Gordon's voice sounded frantic, "He hasn't come back up, where is he, Scott do you see him?"
The silence before Scott's reply seemed to stretch forever; Virgil had gotten up and was standing beside Victoria, both of them holding their breath. "There he is
Gordon! Oh no, John! He's not moving get to him quick Gordon he's face down over by that shed!"
Victoria's eyes rolled back and she crumpled into Virgil's arms. "Victoria!"
Virgil lifted her up and carried her quickly into the med bay; he laid her down on one of the beds and after checking her vitals strapped her to the bed to keep her
from falling off before heading out to help his brothers.