A/N: Final chapter! Let me know what you think, because I really want to improve myself!
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine…
Chapter two
Their first call of the day. A man had gotten stuck underneath some wooden beams and iron whilst demolishing a house, and the burden was too heavy to lift by hand. And they were not allowed to lift it, as the decrease in pressure would release a huge amount of toxins in his bloodstream.
So Cate and Mac had informed Frank Campion, head of the Emergency Department, of the man's condition. He would have the best chance when the doctors were awaiting his arrival. If they arrived, that was…
"Just make sure he gets enough fluids. Give him a bag of sailing in you have one, do not let him lose consciousness," Frank had said before hanging up.
When they came in, they immediately saw where the man was laying. They hurried over there.
"Sir, can you tell me your name, please?" Cate asked him.
"Jonathan," he replied. His voice sounded strong despite the situation.
"Jonathan what?" Mac wanted to know.
They kept talking to him. Mac put him on IV Hartmann's. It was obvious his internal injuries were severe. They would have to fight to keep him alive long enough to get him to hospital and give him a chance.
"Get me a bag of sailing, please, Cate."
His BP was dropping, his heartbeat was elevated due to the stress. The man was doing his best to hold on.
"My wife…" Jonathan suddenly said.
"I'll call her," one of his coworkers said. He disappeared through a door to their right and five minutes later he informed them he had spoken to Emma and she was coming.
The rescue squad did, however, get in trouble. They called to let them know it would take them ten extra minutes to get there, as there was a roadblock on the shortest route to the destination.
This meant the man's chances of survival were getting slimmer by the minute. Cate monitored his ops. Mac was impatiently looking at his watch every other second.
"They're on their way," she tried to calm him.
"They should've been here ten minutes ago," he answered.
Cate knew that to. And she hated it if this happened. But she didn't want to take drastic measures that might endanger this man even further.
Time passed by slowly and Mac was becoming more and more agitated. He had begun pacing some minutes ago, as he was going mad. It had been half an hour since their latest call, and the rescue squad was nowhere to be seen. And Jonathan had deteriorated immensely. They couldn't afford to wait any longer.
"I'll try to reach Vincent, one way or another."
Cate agreed. In the mean while she stared another bag of Hartmann's.
Mac was getting frustrated because the rescue squad did not pick up. He decided to call Frank again.
Frank was a little angry at being disturbed, but when he heard it was Mac and the ambo explained the situation to him, the feeling abided. Frank told Mac not to worry; he would be calling the squad himself.
"That'll make them hurry," he grunted.
It sure will, Mac thought.
He was brought back to the present by a female voice calling Jonathan's name. His wife was there.
Cate explained to her what was happening, with a little help of Mac. She sank down on her knees and took her husband's hand in hers.
Mac and his colleague now felt like absolute intruders. And that only became worse when Jonathan asked Emma whether she had already gotten the result of her pregnancy test back.
She nodded. Cate and Mac wished they could give them a moment of privacy, yet the couldn't because they had to closely moniture his ops and keep the bag of Hartmann's elevated.
Emma now showed him a package which she opened for him. Inside was a pacifier on which the words I love my Daddy were written. Jonathan smiled broadly and squeezed her hand.
But their happiness was not meant to last long. He went into full cardiac arrest. Vincent arrived precisely at that time and immediately went to work.
Mac and Cate now focused their attention on his wife.
When they inquired about the man later that day, he turned out to have died in hospital. His wife had been by his side the entire time. He had, or so she said, passed away with a smile on his face.
"I love you. And the baby you Carry. Don't you ever give up, okay? And don't let me ruin your happiness," his last words had been.
Cate and Mac looked at each other. Wordlessly the both of them decided that their relationship might not go that deep, but there certainly was a future for it.
Mac had a long talk with Jill that night. He felt so guilty… but he had made his desicion, he would continue his live with Cate by his side.
That did not mean things were any easier. He and Jill said their goodbyes in tears, as she would be going back to her family in Sweden.
They waved at one another one last time and disappeared from each other's lives forever.
Mac called Cate and told her everything. She said he had been a brave man. And just as she had been there after his accident, when she had jumped into the water to give him back his confidence, she was there for him now.
And she would always be.
