Finding the doc
Will could hear at least two vehicles coming towards his location at a quick speed. He started to struggle against the chains, when he heard a familiar voice.
"Breach, Now!" Voight commanded as the detectives got out of their assigned cars, guns at the ready. Will heard a huge "crash" and fast footsteps approaching the large room he was being held in.
:"Chicago PD!" Will could hear various male and female voices calling out as they started to "clear" the rooms.
"I'm in here!" Will tried to yell, but came out as a weak squeak, as he lost consciousness.
"Will?" Hallie asked as she and Kim entered the room.
"Sarge! Call a ambo!" Kim yelled from the room.
"10-4 Roll a ambo to this address, civilian in need of medical attention." Voight said into his radio.
"Copy 10-4. About two minutes out." The female operator said into her headset.
"We need some help in here!" Hallie yelled as the other four male detectives burst into the room, and helped free Will's hands.
"Lay him down here." Voight instructed as he placed his jacket on the cold concrete, and watched as Antonio, Ruzek, and Atwater got him down onto the floor.
"Go find, Jay!" Voight snapped.
"On it, Sarge." Ruzek said as he and Atwater took off to search the rest of the building.
"Jay? You here? Jay!" Ruzek called out into various rooms, while Atwater did the same.
"Stay with us, Will." Hallie said as she and Kim were using their own jackets to apply pressure on Will's wounds.
Minutes later, sirens started to blare, and the ambo pulled up outside followed by two squad cars.
"In here." Antonio told Foster and Brett as they entered the building. He led them to where Will was laying lifeless on the floor.
"How long has he been unconscious?" Brett asked Voight.
"I really don't know." Voight told her weakly.
"Foster, start a I.V. and a Saline drip, can one of you get this oxygen mask on him, while I check his vitals?" She asked the detectives.
"Got it." Hallie said as she carefully placed a oxygen mask over Will's face.
"I'm in." Foster told her as she finished taping the I.V.
"Let's get him out to the ambo. His vitals are not looking good." Brett said as Voight and Antonio lifted Will's body onto the stretcher and helped get it loaded into the ambo.
"Go with him." Voight instructed Kim.
"On it, Sarge." Kim said as she climbed into the back of the ambo. And Foster slid in next to her.
"We need to go!" Brett exclaimed, as Voight and Antonio shut the back doors to the ambo, and hit the back doors signaling for them to leave.
"Come, on, Will, Jay will kill us if we lose you! Fight it!" Kim said, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.