Before this chapter gets underway, I just want to apoligise for two things.

1) The 24 day wait between the last chapter and this one.

2) The cliff-hanger I left for 24 days.

Hehe, sorry!

Anyway, on with the chapter.

CHAPTER 11- To Save Him

Cal watched Ethan coming out of CT. It was clear- thank God. So was the chest x-ray. He almost fell to his knees with relief when he realised that Ethan was relativity unharmed. Of course, Ethan wasn't out of the woods yet. He didn't have major injuries, but he still did have a couple of minor injuries.

There was one thing that confused Cal, though. Ethan was knocked unconscious, and his vitals weren't as good as Cal hoped. Yes, he was in a serious RTC, but Ethan had to have something that would result in the signs that displayed something was wrong. Maybe Ethan had minor concussion? That could be possible. But, what could be causing his chest pain? He didn't have any cracked or broken ribs, but he still had trouble breathing. What Cal didn't know was that was to be revealed very soon.

He walked into CT to see how Ethan was doing. Cal could swear his heart literally stopped at the sight of his even paler and unconscious brother. He quickly called for some assistance and tried to rouse him.

"Ethan? Ethan, can you hear me, mate?" Nothing. Cal tapped lightly on the side of his face. Still nothing. Damn (for use of a better word). "Ethan, please?" Cal was getting desperate.

He couldn't bear to lose Ethan.

He couldn't bear to lose his little brother.

"What's happening?" Lofty asked worriedly as he and Ash burst into the room. They both looked shocked to see Ethan go downhill.

"I can't wake him." Cal rushed out, too concerned for his brother to offer any proper explanation. If this was concussion, Ethan's stats wouldn't be as they were. Cal noticed how they had changed slightly, they had gotten worse. "Please." Cal's one word was enough to tell Ash and Lofty that Cal was really desperate, that he really loved Ethan, and that he couldn't lose him.

Cal was vaguely aware that Ethan was being rushed to RECUS, of the concerned and worried glances of the colleagues, and of the sheer panic in his own stupor. It was Ash to snap him out of his own mind.

"Cal!" He called for the third time. Cal seemed to jump and shake himself out of whatever he was thinking. "What are you thinking?" Something was definitely wrong. Call looked at his brother from head to toe. What was wrong?

"BP falling rapidly." Lofty stated, looking at the monitors. Cal was stuck. He didn't know what was wrong. He would do this with other patients, but there was something about it being your own brother.

"CT was clear, so was the x-ray…" Cal muttered to himself. "He was unconscious, er…I don't know." He admitted finally. Ash didn't answer before he rushed out of the room. Only one person could help- Zoe. He, himself, had no idea what was wrong, and he couldn't do anything anyway for his arm resided in a sling.

He rushed into Connie's room and immediately called on Zoe. He could see the reluctance Zoe had to leave the Clinical Lead, but Zoe got up and went with Ash.

"What's happening?" She asked on their way. It was her understanding that things were already touch and go with the young doctor, but to hear how worried Ash was made her think it was definitely a case of the latter.

"Ethan fell unconscious, his CT scan and x-rays are clear, but his stats are dropping." Ash reeled off. Zoe nodded her understanding and the rest of the way was silent, and a little eerie. They both knew how worried the other one was, and didn't feel the need to speak.

They arrived in RECUS to see Cal pacing up and down, a hand lodged in his hair. They couldn't tell if it was out of worry or frustration. "I can't do it!" He shouted when seeing them enter.

"Calm down Cal." Zoe warned, sympathy seeping through in her tone. "Tell me."

Cal relayed the information, but didn't stop pacing. His shoulders were tight and tense, and his voice screamed panic. "Okay, right, let's think about this…"

"Resp rate still rising, BP dangerously low…" Lofty stated. This was getting worse and worse.

"He had chest pain, unconsciousness, shortness of breath..." Zoe reeled off all the information that she knew, allowing Cal to butt in every so often to give a little more information. They had to get it all classified, they had to get it all. But they just didn't know what was wrong with Ethan.

Then the monitors started being rapidly, making everyone's worry hitch up a notch. "Internal bleed somewhere." Zoe uttered. "Maybe something by his heart?" It was different for Zoe- working to save a colleagues life. Usually, she'd have it in the bag, she'd saved enough lives before. This was different.

It was different for everyone. Their colleague, friend and brother was lying at death's door, and it was up to them to save him.

It was up to them to save Ethan.

"Aortic dissection…" Cal spoke in realisation. He didn't have time to say anymore because Ethan's heart rate flat-lined. It was no longer a case of saving him; it was a case of bringing him back from the dead.

Hahahahahahahaha! I bet you never saw that coming! Hahahahaha! *Silently laughing to myself because I realise how cruel that was of me*

That took so much research. Not going to lie, the research combined was about 3 hours just so I could find something, get it accurate, and write it. It was fun, though. I don't even know if my next chapter will be that correct, but I'm not a doctor and how reliable is the internet anyway?!

Thoughts on this chapter?