I'm no doctor, so forgive me if I get a few things mixed or just plain wrong.

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Andy couldn't seat down anymore, as he stood up passing around the waiting room where little children whined and coughed was making him more agitated. So he walked along the hallways he went into the men's restroom to finally wash away Sharon's blood that was still caked on his hands along with some of the blood she coughed on his face and neck. He spent a good fifteen minutes scrubbing them, freaking out a little bit as he looked at his clothes. No wonder people were giving his startled looks, her blood was everywhere on his clothes. There was a lite knock on the restroom door and a woman's voice.

"Lieutenant Flynn?"

"Yes, one second." Andy replied, drying his hands and taking one more glance at himself. Slowly praying for good news. Andy opened the door to see a nurse was waiting for him.

"Sorry to bother you Lieutenant, but I just need some information about." Looking over the patience's file. "About Sharon E. Raydor."

Andy nods his head as he waited for the nurse to ask her questions.

"I have her husband a Jackson A. Raydor as her emergency contact but we can't get in touch with him. Do you know anyone else that we can contact for Mrs. Raydor?"

Andy couldn't believe she was married, that a guy actually married this woman. But was angry that her husband, that fucking asshole didn't answer. He's wife has been shoot and could possibly die and he can't be bothered. "What do you mean Jackson can't be reached?" Asked a puzzled Andy.

"His cell and house phone are disconnected." Replied the nurse sadly.

"Wow, what an asshole." Andy muttered, which got the nurse to smile. "I have her best friends number a Gavin Baker." Andy said taking out his phone.

"That's great!." She said excitedly. "Now what about her children?" She asked.

"Well I heard her son Ricky lives in Palo Alto and Emily lives in New York City." Said Andy shrugging his shoulders. Thinking to himself this can't be good.

"Okay, okay." She sounded a bit disappointed.

"Why what's going on? Is Captain Raydor going to be alright?" Asked a concerned Andy.

The nurse looked up from notes, her eyes casting a dark shadow. "I shouldn't be telling you this, but since you are the only one here and you work with her. Her condition isn't getting any better and we are running really low on A- blood. And if you didn't know we don't have many donors nowadays." The nurse said sadly.

"I could donate." Andy blurted out.

She smiled at Andy. "What's your blood type?" She asked.

"I'm an O-." Replied Andy, as he started rolling up his sleeves.

"Well today is Mrs. Raydor's lucky day. Follow me Lieutenant so we can draw your blood." Said the nurse as she guided Andy to one of the rooms. As she gestured Andy to take a seat he asked softly. "Do you think she'll make it?"

The nurse looked over at him giving him a sad smile. "The bullet that hit her chest cause severe damage around her heart and also some shrapnel hitting her left lung. Causing her left lung to fill up with blood and collapsing."

Andy took ahold of her hand. "What are the odds of her pulling through this?"Andy asked sadly.

She placed her other hand over his, still giving him a sad smile. "The odds are stacked against her Lieutenant. The doctor has about to stop her blood from filling her left lung but some of the shrapnel nicked her main artery to her heart as well as her lower walls making it difficult for them to stop the bleeding. So, she a forty five percent chance she'll pull through this." She patted the top of his hand, as she moved to grab another blood pack from the cabinet.

Andy lowered his his head at the nurses words, oh god this can't be happening. I know I disliked that woman but not enough to want her dead. He lifted his head slightly watching the nurse switched the blood packs as she placed his full one in a cooler making it room 666. He shuddered as he saw her write down that number, he wasn't a religious man but he knew what that number meant. Was it really a sign that her life was truly ending? How was he going to tell her children that she saved his life? Shit, would they be upset that she choose her life over his? A man who made her life miserable every chance he got, and said cruel words to her to hurt her. Placing his head in his other hand, this can't be happening.

"We're all done Lieutenant." As she took out the needle and wiped the spot down placing a bandaid over it. "Thank you for what you did today. You just might have saved her life." She finished with a smile.

"I hope for the sake of her children, I did." He said sadly, standing up a little to fast and was filling dizzy.

"Woah, why don't you sit down for a minute. I'll go and get you some juice and crackers." She said softly as she helped him sit back down.

Andy watches as she walks out of the room along with the cooler filled with three blood packs. About three minutes later she returns with apple juice and salted crackers. "Here you go Lieutenant."

"Thanks." Andy replied as he opened the crackers and slowly started eating them.

"When you are done, you are more than welcome to wait in the other waiting room. Once you go out this door, take a left following it down till you see visitors area and go through the double doors." The said with a smile.

"Thank you, again." Andy said after finishing up his crackers.

"You're welcome Lieutenant. I'll try and keep you informed on Mrs. Raydor's condition, when I get more information." She said before she walked out the door.

Andy finished up his Apple juice and did a few breathing exercises before he stood up and followed the nurses instructions to the other waiting room. He was halfway there when a bunch of nurses and two other doctors ran passed him in a hurry. When he stops the nurse she stopped in front of him.

"I'm sorry Andy but it's Sharon...Sharon is not improving she just went under cardiac arrest again. This is her third time and I'm afraid it's not looking good for her if it happens again. If the doctors can't stop her internal bleeding there's noting else they can do for her. You are going to have to call her kids and inform them of their mothers condition." She said breathlessly, her hand on his arm. "I'm sorry but I have to go." The nurse said as she rushed off to follow the other doctors and nurses.

Andy couldn't believe the words he was hearing, that Sharon had cardiac arrest three times and if it happens again that's it. Her brain just wouldn't be the same after losing so much oxygen again. Slowly dragging his feet to the other waiting room. As he passed through the double doors he took out his phone and dialed Gavin's number to inform him of Sharon Raydor's condition and to get ahold of her kids and other family members.

Yes, there is no hospital room number 666, but we're talking about Death here and the possibility that Sharon Raydor aka Wicked Wtch might not make it through survey.

{TBC}