DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE NOR ANYTHING ELSE.
Quinn smiled at her patient and his family before she turned on her heels and headed out. She was working in the emergency room tonight and she had one long day ahead of her. But she was really prepared for it because the that night out with her girls the other night really relaxed her. She was just about to check on another patient when she heard the paramedics coming in saying they needed a doctor immediately. She sat the clipboard down and ran over to the door, her eyes going wide once she saw who it was, "Oh my god.." She looked over and saw Mercedes come in with a tear stained face and a very bloody shirt on, her heart shattering into pieces because she couldn't take seeing her friend in this predicament again.
"He was shot twice in the chest area, he is unconscious and his blood pressure is
dropping." One of the paramedics called out.
"Quinn, please don't let him die." Mercedes cried out as she stood off to the side.
Quinn tore her eyes away from her and looked at everyone, "We need to get him into surgery NOW." She yelled as she hurried to the room, getting her things on while they placed Sam onto the table, "Get an IV in him." She said as she placed a mask over her face, walking over to the table.
One of the nurses cut the rest of his shirt off while the other one did what Quinn said, looking over at the machine, "His BP is dropping."
"Keep that mask on, I need him getting oxygen." Quinn scanned over the top of his body and found the area where the bullets went through, "I need a scalpel and a pair forceps." She grabbed it quickly when the nurse handed it to her. She made an incision right above the hole, seeing the metal clearly, she thanked the heavens above because if they weren't where they were now, it was going to be very bad. She took the forceps and pulled each bullet out carefully, looking on, she could see his right lung was punctured, "Alright we're going to-" She started but was interrupted by the loud beeping that sounded throughout the room.
"Dr. P he's flatlining.."
"Come on Sam, stay with me." She said quietly as she turned on the defibrillator and quickly placed the pads in his chest. She gave giving all clear before she shocked him. Looking over at the machine..nothing. She told the nurse to increase the intensity and she did it again. Nothing.
Puck ran into the emergency room out of breath. Word had gotten around quickly about what happened to Sam and he was legit in a panic mode. Not only because his best friend got shot but because Mercedes was with him. She couldn't catch a break and now he was even more worried about her emotional stability. Looking around the room, he found her sitting in one of the chairs and he ran to her, "Mercedes.."
Mercedes looked up when she saw Puck, standing up, she went to him with more tears clouding her vision, "I'm sorry Puck, this is all my fault."
Puck took her in before he moved to hug her. Her eyes were puffy and red and her tee was bloody, "Mercedes, it's not your fault."
"It is." She cried as she pulled away from him, "Sam is in there fighting for his life because of me."
"Mercedes.." He grabbed her shoulders and forced her to look at him, "Stop it. I'm not going to let you do this again. I'm not going to let you blame yourself."
Mercedes cried as she put her head down, shaking it, "I can't stay here, I have to go."
"You can't drive like this, let me call Miguel."
She shakily ran her hand through her hair, "He's not here. He had to make a trip to Jersey last night."
"Okay.." Puck took a deep breath as he looked at her, "Let me just get you some water and we'll figure out something. I'm going to ask a nurse for some cream for your arm too."
Mercedes nodded as she crossed her arms over her chest, shivering as she just sat there. She couldn't believe any of this was happening again. Was she such a bad person that all God wanted to do was punish her for it? She looked at the double doors and saw a hysterical woman come in. As soon as she Seth with her, she knew that it was Sam's mom. She couldn't face them, not after what she had caused. She grabbed her phone from the table and ran out the door, trying like hell to figure out how she was going to get through this.
Mary was sitting at home making breakfast when the news came on. Her heart literally stop when she heard the newscaster say that an officer got shot and it didn't help the situation when they revealed his name. She hurried out the house quickly with Seth in tow and headed down to the hospital. Mary went up the nurses station and looked at them, "I need to know where my son is. He was just brought in. His name is Sam Evans."
The nurse looked at her clipboard and nodded, "He is surgery right now but we don't have any information on him right now. Just have a sit in waiting room."
Mary ran her hands through her hair and walked away from the desk before she went off on the nurse.
Puck had came back with a bottle of water for Mercedes and he stopped when he noticed she wasn't there, "Shit." He fished his phone out of his pocket and dialed her number but it went straight to voicemail, "Mercedes please call me back, please."
"Noah?" Mary said as she saw the man as she came into the room.
Puck turned around at the familiar voice, "Mrs. Evans." He saw the woman come up to him and hugged him. He placed a comforting hand on her back as he hugged her.
"What happen to my baby?" She asked as she pulled back and looked at him, tears glistening in her eyes.
"All I know is that him and Mercedes were heading back to the car when a truck pulled up and opened fire."
"Is Mercedes okay?" Seth asked sincerely, speaking up for the first time since they found out.
"Physically, yeah but she is kind of taking this really bad."
"That poor girl." Mary said as she took a deep breath and sat down. She had heard how this has happened twice to her already and she couldn't imagine what she was going through.
"Mary." Dwight called out as he came in with Sadie right behind him, looking at them, "Have you heard anything yet?"
"Just that he's in surgery.."
"This can't be happening.." Sadie said as tears came rushing down her face, "I was just talking to his this morning."
"Sadie." Seth said quietly as he walked over to her and hugged her, laying his head on top of hers.
"I'll go see if I can find out something more." Puck said as he left the family. He didn't want to let it show but he was breaking down in the inside. His best friend was fighting for his life and he couldn't do anything about it but pray.
Three hours later and still nothing. Mary was getting impatient and more scared for her son by the moment. No one seemed to know what was going on and that legit scared her to pieces.
Quinn dried off her hands and threw the paper in the trash. Wiping the tears from her eyes as she opened the door. This has been one of the worst days of her life and all she wanted to do was go home. She grabbed the clipboard from the wall and walked into the waiting room. Seeing Sam's family made her heart break into a million pieces. She cleared her throat and looked at them.
Noah watched as his wife came in with a clipboard in her hands. Seeing her tear-stained face, he knew that whatever she was about to say wasn't going to be good. But that wasn't the case.
"Quinn, please tell us something.." Dwight said as he held his wife's hand, squeezing it for comfort. He had been strong all morning. He had to for his family because he was their protector. Even though it was killing him inside, he just had to stay strong.
"Sam was brought in this morning and I immediately had to do surgery. He suffered with two gunshots in his chest and lost a large amount of blood. The first bullet went in so fast that it went crooked and ended up puncturing his right lung. Because of that, he flatlined twice."
"Oh my god.." Mary said as her eyes began to water once again.
Sadie covered her mouth as she hid her face in her brother's chest.
Quinn bit down on her lip as she looked over to Puck before turning back to them, "I had to go in and completely repair that, hence why it took me so long to come out here. Once I got him to regain his conscious, I put a breathing tube down his throat. Good news, surgery went great overall and he's breathing on his own. Bad news, he's slipped into a coma. Most people would take that as a sign for the worst but I'm not. He vitals are really good and I made sure that he was in a good state. Now it's just a waiting process. When he decides he wants to wake up, he will."
"Can we see him?" Seth asked as he rubbed his sister's back, looking over at her.
Quinn nodded with a small smile, "He's on the fourth floor, last room to your left."
"Thank you so much for saving our son Quinn." Mary said as she gave the girl a hug before walking towards the elevators.
Quinn watched as they left and she turned back to her husband who was still sitting down.
"I thought I lost my best friend.." Puck said lowly as he wiped the tears from his eyes.
"You have no idea how hard it was.." She said as she sat next to him, holding his hand, "I was so in shock and in panic mode but I had to realize that I had to push all that away and focus on helping him."
"You saved his life." Puck said with a smile as he leaned over and kissed her cheek, "Thank you."
Quinn smiled, looking over at the double doors, she saw their friends come in asking was Sam okay and she nodded. A feel a dread washed over her when she realized that they were missing someone, "Have anyone heard from Mercedes?"
"I've called her ten times but she hasn't picked up her phone." Tina said in a sad tone.
Santana held on to Brittany's hand, rubbing soothing circles into it, "I've called her mom and Miguel. They haven't heard from her and they're worried."
"I used the spare key to see if she locked herself in her apartment but she wasn't in there." Brittany said on the verge of tears as she looked at them. She was worried about her Cedes. She wasn't picking up her phone and that scared her. All she wanted to do was wrap her in her arms, give her cuddles and let her know that everything was going to be alright.
"We need to find her and we need to do it now." Quinn said in a shaky voice as she stood up, "Mercedes has been through this now three times and we don't know where her mind is at."
Mike cursed underneath his breath as he walked away from the group. Digging his phone out of his pocket, he scrolled down his contacts until he found the name he was looking for. He was going to find their friend one way or another and he knew just the person to call.
A/N. Filler chapter because the next one is going to longer! Who do you think shot Sam?Where is Mercedes? Will Sam be the same when he wake up? Who do you think Mike called? Stay tuned to find out, :)