Sarge and Reaper carried Goat as we moved from the tunnels, as soon as I climbed up from the ladder, I dropped to my knee's and threw up a little more. I didn't think I had anything left to throw up. The bile burnt my throat as I spat out the last of it onto the ground. My whole body was screaming out in pain. I just had to hold it together, Goat was worse than me.
"Kid, help Bones to her feet." Sarge said almost softly as the Kid dropped onto a knee next to me.
"Come on Bones, nice and easy." The Kid soothed softly, helping me to my feet and looping an arm under mine as we started to walk. Destroyer and Portman had bagged the Thing and were dragging it behind them as we moved through the corridors and out into the atrium. As soon as we entered the main lobby people were gasping at us, I could feel their eyes dart from Goat to me, neither of us looked great, but at least I was moving on my own. If you didn't count the Kid. I couldn't focus on anything, blood was still running down my face into my eyes and the thumping in my head wasn't getting any softer. The Kid had passed me a bandage to press against my head but it wasn't doing much good.
"Everyone get to the Ark now! Huengs get everyone through the Ark and set up a quarantine and evacuate the entire facility! Get everyone to the Ark now!" Sarge barked in front of us as Huengs came over to us.
"What's happening?" He asked, the panic was clear in his voice as he looked at Goat.
"Get to the God Damn Ark!" Sarge barked as we marched past everyone and headed straight to the infirmary. As we turned the corner down to the infirmary we heard the people panic stricken start to head to the Ark room. We walked through a nano wall and Sarge and Reaper put Goat on the table Carmack was on when we cleaned him up. I wiped the blood from my forehead as the Kid lent me against a trolley and went to help.
"Oh my god, what happened?" Sam asked shocked walking over to us and seeing how bad Goat was. Her gaze met mine as I shook my head softly. Sam went pale as her eyes landed on me.
"He was talking about Devils." Portman uttered as he just stared at the body, he didn't look like he knew what to do. The Kid was next to Portman, neither of them seemed to know what to do. Reaper, Destroyer and Duke were pulling things over, getting things set up.
"Devils?" Sam asked confused. The guys needed help and I knew I could help. I had to help. Goat was like that because of me. I gripped the trolley tightly as I forced myself to stand up straight. My vision doubled for a second as I shook my head, knocking it back into one.
"Good and evil all that kinda shit." Portman answered, his eyes locked on Goat's motionless body. He was in shock and for once I couldn't blame him.
"We need to get this vest off!" Reaper yelled as I pushed myself away from the table. Some deep reserve of adrenaline kicked into my body, a burst that was going to get me through the next few minutes.
"Kid, apply pressure to the neck." I slurred softly as I moved to stand by the side of Reaper.
"You should really sit down." He grunted glancing at me as I started to find a vein to start a drip. I met his gaze, there was worry shining behind his hazel eyes. He was worried about me being hurt. I was a medic, treating others before me was part of the job.
"After we save Goat." I replied as it came out more slurred than I would have liked. I gave him a small smile and Reaper returned it. I focused on finding the vein, and it did really take all my focus. I blinked twice, clearing my vision before injecting him. As I looked up the others were watching me, a look of admiration on their faces.
"Air ways clear." Destroyer confirmed as Duke felt for a pulse. Reaper placed sensors on Goat's chest.
"Got a weak pulse." Duke added grimly, looking up and seeing the blood on my face run past my eye. I wiped at it giving Duke a sad smile as he gave me a sympathetic smile.
"Line's in." I confirmed as I looked at the monitors. The pulse was really weak. I knew Goat had already lost a lot of blood in the sewer.
"Come on man!" Destroyer cried out as he put a bag over Goat's mouth.
"Kid keep pressure on that wound!" Reaper yelled as he put something into the drip. I reached over Goat and passed Kid more padding. He slipped them on and kept the pressure on, the Kids hands shaking slightly as he watched everyone work on Goat.
"How's the pulse?" Reaper asked Duke as he continued injecting something.
"I'm losing him!" Duke cried out as I wiped the blood from my eye with my forearm again. I stumbled backwards slightly, but no one noticed because we were all focused on Goat.
"Sam get me a shot of adrenaline." Reaper ordered to Sam, who just moved and did exactly what he asked. Suddenly the machine went to the single string beep. Goat's heart had stopped beating.
"Damn it! Starting chest compressions, on me Destroyer." I ordered glancing at the big guy as I started compressions on Goat's chest. Everyone stood perfectly still as they watched me and Destroyer work on Goat.
"Come on man, come on." Duke pleaded from his side of Goat. Each compression was making me see double, this much exertion after a blow to the head wasn't brilliant. But I had to try and save Goat. I had to save Goat. I felt sick to my stomach as each compression did nothing to end that horrid cry the machine was making. We worked for about a minute with no change.
"Damn it." I huffed, blinking as the blood ran into my eye again. I glanced at Reaper who knew what I was thinking.
"Ok, let's defib!" Reaper nodded, grabbing the pads and passing them to me, while he charged the machine. I placed the pads on Goat's skin, but it was already starting to feel cold.
"Come on Goat." Destroyer begged as we all worked on him. The machine charged and Reaper picked up the paddles.
"Clear!" He yelled before zapping Goat. His body bounced up in the air and then fell flat again. The machine started to beat with a rhythm, we got him back.
"We've got a beat, weakening pulse. We need to stabilise him John." I confirmed looking over at Reaper who just nodded already knowing it.
"Where the hells Carmack?" Sarge asked firmly as I passed the Kid more pads. Goat was bleeding out fast. The quick cot seemed to be doing nothing to help.
"He disappeared." Sam paused, looking at Sarge as she answered.
"What do you mean he disappeared?!" Sarge snapped at Sam. I glanced up and Sarge was glaring hard at Sam, the fury boiling over in his skin.
"He's gone, he disappeared." Sam answered when the machine started it's single beep again.
"It's gone, I've lost his pulse." Duke sighed defeated as we looked at Goat again.
"Shit." Destroyer muttered under his breath as the guys looked completely lost.
"Ok, I'm gonna defib, clear!" Reaper yelled shocking Goat's body again. Once again it jumped into the air before falling flat to the table. This time the machine kept up it's single beep.
"Come on, come on." Duke pleaded as everyone looked at the machine. No one dared take a breath, we were all praying that the machine would kick back into rhythm any second.
"No response." Reaper sighed glancing at me. I nodded knowing just as well as Reaper that we were running out of options.
"We're loosing him." Duke cried out glancing at the rest of us. Everyone was looking to Reaper and me to do something. To bring him back from the dead. I glanced at him and he raised an eyebrow, somehow I just knew what he was asking. I nodded in agreement it was our last hope.
"Sam get me that adrenaline." Reaper ordered as Sam passed him the needle. He plunged it straight into Goat's chest. We watched in silence as it had no effect. Everyone felt so helpless watching Goat die right in front of our eyes.
"Come on you son of a bitch!" Reaper cried out, picking up the paddles again. "Ok, we're going again. Clear!" And again he shocked Goat to no effect. The machine just continued to make that horrible noise as we stared at Goat's body. I turned the machine off, knowing what we all knew. "He's gone." Reaper murmured looking to the floor. I closed Goat's eyes as Reaper took one of his dog tags. He walked away kicking a trolley as he passed. I staggered backwards slightly, grabbing the edge of the table to stop myself from falling onto the floor. Everything was in a blur of two images, the blood stung my eyes as I fought to keep what I had in my stomach on the inside. Spots started to form in my eyes as the pain in my head tripled.
"Damn it." I cursed under my breath as I closed my eyes and fought to keep on my feet. Just like that all my adrenaline had left my body again. My body was caving to the pressure of the shock that ran through my veins. I had nothing left, no more reserves that I could pull on to keep me going.
"Doctor, you are going to tell me just what the fuck is going on up here!" Sarge yelled as I opened my eyes and looked up. He was looming towards Sam, the rage clear to see as he moved. I glanced and John still had his back to everyone, leaning on a desk. Something twinged in me, a feeling to protect Sam at any cost. She was practically family anyway.
"What?" She cried out standing up for herself. That Grimm backbone kicking in.
"Come here." Sarge barked walking over to the bag. "Come here! This is what!" Sarge barked again when he noticed Sam wasn't moving. She walked over to Sarge as he flung back the black sack revealing the Thing.
"Ohh God!" Sam cried out, backing away slightly as she saw the Thing.
"Have you found anything like this on your archaeological digs?" Sarge asked firmly. Sam looked from the Thing to Sarge.
"No." She said firmly holding her own against Sarge.
"Is there any way this thing came from the outside, the surface?" Sarge continued with his barrage of questions. The rage was bursting out of each word he spoke.
"The planet is completely dead." Sam replied firmly.
"It came from somewhere lady!" Portman bit in.
"Portman- Shut up!" Sarge barked to Portman, who shut up instantly.
"The atmosphere on the surface can't support life." Sam explained to Portman.
"Maybe it doesn't need air? Maybe it came from another planet or something?!" Portman argued back getting so worked up.
"What like an alien?" She bit back sarcastically.
"LOOK AT THAT THING!" Portman yelled at Sam as I stood up as straight as I could manage. I was ready to move to help Sam if she needed it, be it protecting her from Portman or Sarge. She was family and family always came first.
"Portman you need to shut the fuck up!" Sarge barked at Portman, making him stop instantly.
"That's not what we saw!" Reaper spoke up as I glanced over my shoulder to him. "That's not what me and Goat shot at in Genetics." He explained shaking his head a little.
"You're telling me there's more of these fucking things?!" Portman asked looking over to Reaper. I noticed the Kid pale slightly.
"Where are your surface entry points?" Sarge asked Sam, his glare still in place.
"There's a pressure door at the end of the North corridor." Sam explained avoiding eye contact with him.
"Destroyer, you, Kid and Portman get there on the double. Give me an update." Sarge ordered bluntly.
"Yes sir." Destroyer said firmly as the others just started to move.
"Whatever this thing is, it can not get back through the Ark." Sarge added as John came and stood next to me. I shared a look with him as we turned to Sam, all three of us were thinking the same thing. "Mac?" Sarge barked tapping his ear piece.
"Yes sir?" Mac asked over the comms
"I want you to arm Pinky with a weapon, some ST grenades and seal the Ark door." Sarge ordered firmly.
"There's one more door." I said softly making everyone turn to me. My voice was still slurred and I had to take a breath to close my eyes and make the world stay as a single image. I opened my eyes and Sarge was waiting for me to be ready to continue.
"Where?" Sarge asked softer as he looked at me, I opened my mouth to continue when John cut me off.
"The entrance to the archaeological dig." He explained glancing to Sam as a knot formed in my stomach.