1"Stella. Stella can you hear me? Stella. Are you in here?" I heard Mac frantically calling.
"Mac. I'm under here." I managed to hoarsely whisper.
"Stell I'm coming, just hold on." he called back.
I didn't have the strength to answer him so I just layed there trapped and helpless. Mac's face appeared in my line of vision and I tell you I have never been so happy to see that man in my life. His brow creased with worry and then drained of all emotion. I knew that face, I had seen it only a few times. That meant it was bad, really, really bad.
Mac kept calling my name over and over, and over again. I wanted so badly to answer him, but I couldn't get my voice to come. So I settled for the next best thing, I reached my hand out and felt his strong, calloused hands slip into my delicate hands. He gave my hands a quick sqeeze then pulled away. I looked up confused and then saw why. The EMTs had arrived and were rushing in. I felt them slip and I.V. in my arm and the last thing I remember was Mac yelling, "You're gonna be alright Stell."