Together they heaved off the lump of concrete off of Jess's abdomen. She was completely oblivious to it though, thanks to the morphine.
"Tired..." she whispered.
"No Jess! Stay with us!" Dixie said to her, shaking her face. "Get her on a stretcher now."
"Tired..." She whispered again, almost closing her eyes. Dylan spoke to her.
"Jess, stay awake okay? You're going to be fine!" Dylan said, holding her face. "We are going to lift you onto the stretcher now, okay!"
"Kay..." Jess said, nearly out of it. She felt a pressure on my stomach that hurt. "Ouch..."
"She's bleeding. Her abdomen is hard." Dylan told Dixie.
"Hang in there Jess! We will get you to Holby!" Dixie said. "Dylan, you stay here will Sam and the others. The other ambulances are nearly here. I can hear them."
"Okay. You'll be fine Jess!" He shouted after them, and went looking for Sam.
She was still there, not moving. He stayed with her, unaware of the fact that the rescue team came in.
"Dylan?" One of the rescue team came over to talk to him. "We found the other two students. They are in pretty much the same condition as Sam."
"Oh." Was all he could say.
"We have three ambulances waiting outside. We are going to bring in a stretcher for Sam. The other two are already ready to go."
"Okay." He said, not taking his eyes off his wife. After the rescue worker left, Dylan spoke to his wife. "Sam, please wake up... for me. I know you hate me... but I still love you. Please, just wake up! For me."
The rescue worker then returned with the stretcher, and Dylan helped him lift her onto it.
"You'll be fine Sam." Dylan said to her when they got into the back of the ambulance. "You'll be fine."
