Okay, so CBS really ticked me off killing Angell like that!
So, I'm re-writing Pay Up.... my way!
Cast:
Mr. Cliff Angell (a.k.a. Mr. A) - Jess' father Jess' brothers - Josh(youngest), Jason, Jared(oldest), Jacob Gail Angell - Jess' aunt who had helped raise her after her mother died Nurse Kate - in hallway to the OR, that drew Flack & Adam's blood Nurse Amanda Wheeler - surgical R.N.
Nurse Abigail - charge nurse for the ICU 2 un-named nurse's aid in ICU & room Nurse Zoe - graveyard nurse in ICU Dr. Susan Rawles - primary surgeon Dr. Caleb Peterson - assistant surgeon Mrs. Ruth Flack - Don Flack's mother Mr. Donald Flack, Sr - Don Flack's father
I'm going with the general storyline of the Pay Up episode, but changing the part I don't like, primarily.... Angell dying. The story picks-up after her arrival at the hospital, where Flack watches her being wheeled away.....
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She was long out of sight and the hall beyond the doors was now empty. Surely they were in the operating room by now. All Flack could do was stare in disbelief over what had happened, not even sure of how long he'd been standing there. His daze broke by the figure of a nurse on the other side of the doors. Flack knocked on the glass. Her soft-soled hospital shoes didn't make a sound as she walked over. He had so many questions, but all he could manage was "Have they started operating yet?"
"Not yet, sir. They're not quite ready." Nurse Kate relied so calmly. How could she be so calm? Hadn't she seen his Jess, covered in blood with a team of medical staff surrounding her, wheeled past?
"Why not? What are they waiting for?" Flack snipped back unintentionally.
"They're getting her stabilized while we wait for the blood bank." she said, again in such a calm voice.
"Blood bank? You're a hospital, why don't you have enough blood here?" Flack was trying not to snip again, but his frustration was obvious.
"Of course we have blood here. Just not enough of her type. She's ...."
"B negative, I know" Flack said, cutting her off, knowing it was not common. "Get started" he ordered as he rolled up his sleeve, "I'm the same type."
As Nurse Kate got the needle ready, Flack pulled out his ID with his blood type on it to show her that he was B- and more importantly that he matched Angell's.
One of the silly things they had joked about having in common, now had the potential to save her life.
"Hey, Don." said Adam as he enters the room. Flack only offers a silent nod. "They letting you donate blood for Jessica?"
"Yeah." He manages without removing his gaze from the floor.
"Detective Flack is a type match." Kate offers to break the silence.
Adam sees the B- label on the blood bag and offers a "Me, too."
Flack's gaze of the floor is broke as he grabs Adam's shirt and offers him the donation seat next to his. "He's next." he says, looking at Kate.
"Uh, um, well, yeah, of course I'm next." Adam replies, squirming slightly at his sudden decision to donate blood.
After getting Adam's blood donation started, Kate picked up the phone to let the operating room staff know they can start, then turning back to Flack, "You're almost done." she offered with a gentle smile to try to make him feel good about having donated and remind him that he was helping in his own way. But her smile only reminded him of Jess.
"That's all you're taking? You need to take more."
"That's all, Detective." She answered.
"No," he protested, putting up his free hand to stop her from removing the needle, "you've got to take more than that."
Flack thought he had talked Nurse Kate into taking more because he agreed to drink orange juice and lie down for an hour, but her motives were really to keep him calm and distracted for as long as possible while the operation was going on. They both got what they wanted, and later two more of NYPD's finest from the night shift would donate as well. In addition to the "officer down" call that had gone out from dispatch, news of what had happened was hitting the tv & radio stations.