Cal paused. There was definitely a small intake of breath. Cal knelt down beside his brother once more and waited. There it was again. He saw Ethan's chest rise slightly as he heard the intake of breath again.
"Ethan?" Cal called out quietly.
Cal gently grabbed Ethan's hand and called out his name once more.
"Charlie!" Cal called over.
When Charlie heard his name being called at first he was confused but, when he walked over to where Cal was and was told what had happened he placed two fingers against Ethan's neck to feel for a pulse. A small smile appeared across his face.
"Can we get another doctor over here!" Charlie shouted.
Dylan came over with the same look of confusion on his face.
"What is it?" he asked as he knelt down.
"We've got a faint pulse." Charlie explained.
Dylan looked at him dubiously.
"Are you sure?"
"You can check, but I'm pretty sure I know when there is a pulse or not." Charlie told him.
Although he knew Charlie would make something like that up Dylan still double checked. Happy there was a faint pulse he asked Fletch and Max to get rid of the rest of debris that was lying on top of Ethan so he could assess how serious his injuries were. While the debris was being pulled away Ethan began to regain consciousness and the pain he felt in his body was beginning to hurt. He let out a small groan. Cal instantly grabbed his hand in his and squeezed it, reassuring his brother he was there with him. Ethan continued to groan out in pain as bits of plaster, wood, and debris were being taken off him but, Cal continued to say soothing words. Within a couple of hours Ethan was free from the heavy objects and Dylan began carefully assessing the seriousness of his injuries. As Dylan examined Ethan's stomach, he winced.
"Right, we may have some internal bleeding. We need to get him to hospital ASAP." Dylan warned.
"I'm afraid it's not going to happen." David suddenly announced.
Dylan, Charlie, Max and Cal all turned towards him.
"What do you mean by that?" Cal asked.
"We're trapped." David explained. "There's a pile of debris blocking the doorway and it's going to take at least an hour maybe two the most to move everything away."
"We don't have that time." Dylan said. "If we don't get him to the hospital in the next 30 minutes he's going to bleed to death."
"Then what are you waiting for?" Cal urged. "Get the debris away."
"With what?" David said.
Although everyone knew David didn't mean to be a nuisance, it sure felt like it.
"Use your hands." Max said.
"It's too heavy." Iain stated. "We're going to have to wait for the fire brigade to arrive."
"Ethan doesn't have that long." Cal said. "I'm not going to lose him."
Cal then turned to Dylan.
"Isn't there something we can do here?"
Dylan shook his head.
"Ethan needs surgery to stop the bleeding. I can't do it here. Even if I could I'm not qualified to do such a procedure."
"But, I can."
