Chapter 2

Rpov

I was just checking on a patient who was having surgery tomorrow, when I got paged. MEDICAL INTERVENTION stood on the little screen.

As I was running towards the front doors of the hospital, I saw my best friend Lissa, also running in the same direction. "Liss!" I called out for her. Her head jerked in my direction, and I began running faster so I could run next to her.

"Do you know what's going on?" I asked when we arrived at the front doors. "I have no idea," she said "I got paged with the message: "medical intervention" and the next moment I-" she got cut of by someone screaming for us al to be silent.

When I looked up I saw it was doctor Petrov, the head of the department. Everyone grew silent. I looked around and saw that we were now with about twenty doctors and nurses.

Doctor Petrov spoke again: "you got all paged because there's a large group of soldiers on it's way to this hospital. They were on a mission in Afghanistan, when they got attacked. They're brought back to America because they couldn't be treated there. I will warn you, it's not gonna be a pretty sight. You're going to see people riddled with bullets, missing limbs and blood, a whole lot of blood. We also got the message that there's a general with the wounded, and they made it clear that he need to be alive. When the victims are coming in I will call your name and you're gonna take the patient to an examination room. The general will go directly to the O.R., everything clear?"

when everyone nodded she wished us good luck and from then on we waited in silence for the arrival of the ambulances.

We waited and prayed that those people would survive.

from the moment we heard the sirens coming closer, some people were starting to get nervous. They jumped from one leg to the other, or started to crack their knuckles.

Suddenly the doors swung open and the first soldier was brought inside. He looked more death than alive with his whole body covered in blood and his eyes rolled back in his head. Doctor Petrov called some names and they took the poor boy to an examination room. More victims were brought inside, and doctor Petrov kept calling names.

When she called "Vasilissa Dragomir!" I saw Lissa rushing forward to bring her soldier away.

Another soldier was brought in but this one was accompanied by another man in camouflage outfit who was bleeding from a bullet wound in his shoulder. "This is the general!" he called out. Doctor Petrov called my name.

I rushed forward to take a quick look at the general, before we took him to the O.R., and I was shocked by his beauty. Even when he was bleeding out of his chest, which was bare with only a large bandage wrapped around it, and pale as a sheet, he still looked like the most handsome man on earth to me. He had shoulder-length brown hair, a strong jawline and well-shaped, full lips. But his hotness was not important at the moment. At the moment I had to save his life.

I looked up to give a sign to bring him to the O.R., but the soldier who accompanied him grabbed my arm. "Please, you need to save him, he's like a brother to me." He pleaded. When I looked up into his eyes I saw the sadness in it. "I will do anything I can to save him, I promise." Pleased by the answer he let go of my arm and we brought the unconscious body from the general away. I scrubbed in and we began at a long, difficult operation.

Ipov

It has been four hours since they took Dimka away. I didn't call his family. I wasn't going to call them until I knew more.

Victoria, His youngest sister and my girlfriend, was going to be disconsolately, she and Dimka always had a special kind of relationship.

I couldn't believe he got shot, and couldn't do anything to help him. I had been to late. Just after that bastard shot Dimka I shot him, and the one Dimka had been fighting with.

And now I was sitting here waiting for some news and praying he would survive. I was not the only one who was waiting for him, more and more soldiers were coming in to wait for the surgery to end. Everyone loved Dimka, he was strict but fair, and he had a heart of gold. So we just kept waiting and praying, praying that everything was going to be fine.