I would like to thank hadrians77 for the plot idea for this chapter and the next few chapters. I must admit I was getting rather stuck for for ideas and this one really helped me to make this fic more exciting. Hope you enjoy it. Oh and still, I want to know what you guys think: friendship, romance or sex, what do you want to see between Hanssen and Tabitha? I've already had one for sex, tell me what you think.
Tabitha had already changed around the theatre lists on the system and put a couple of patients onto Mr Griffin's list but there was nothing else to do, "God, I'm so bored here on my own." She complained. She gazed out of her window and as she looked down to the car park she saw Hanssen striding towards his dark Volvo, 'Of course.' Her light bulb pinged. She swiped her car keys from her desk and headed down the stairs.
"Dr Rees!"
Tabitha halted and turned to look up at the consultant that called her, "Yes?" She puffed.
"Why do I have 3 more patients added to my surgical list for today?" Mr Griffin stepped towards her.
"I wouldn't know, sorry." She tried to carry but his voice stopped her again.
"Well the referral has your username on it."
She turned back to him, "Mr Hanssen has been called to an urgent meeting outside the hospital and he isn't sure when he'll be back, so if he's not too long, you won't have to do anything with them, but if he is longer than expected then you will have to do some for him, or pass them to Serena. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to be going or else I'm going to be late for my meeting." She then continued flying down the stairs two steps at a time.
She was just heading out of the main doors when there was a loud screech of tyres. Five young men got out of the pimped up Peugeot 106; the driver, passenger and two others carrying a seemingly injured boy.
"QUICK, PLEASE, SOMEONE, SOMEONE'S GOTTA HELP!"
A nurse ran up to them and a couple of paramedics wheeled a trolley over.
'Well I can't not help. I have to show my worth to this hospital.' Tabby shoved her keys in her pocket and ran to the trolley, "Right what's happened?"
One of the boys pushed her out of the way, "What do ya tink you're doin'? Who da hell are ya?"
"My name's Dr Tabitha Rees and I work here." She held up her badge.
"PA dat says." He flicked the card.
"I'm a doctor of medicine and I'd like to help you friend, can I?"
He smacked his lips looking her over, "Stuck up, lesbian ponce." He muttered walking away.
She finally got back to the patient, "Right stop." She leaned in and checked his airway and held her fingers to his neck for a pulse. She suddenly climbed onto the trolley and straddled the patient to start compressions, "Get him up to Darwin! What's his name?"
"Daniel, Daniel Anthony."
They were wheeled into the lift where all of the boys squished in as well.
"Can someone tell me what happened? I take it you lot are part of a gang?" She still carried on with the compressions.
The boy from earlier pushed to the front, "What's dat supposed to mean? Just because we're black doesn't mean-" His mate who was in tears pressed his hand to the boy's chest to stop him.
"We were mindin' our own business when this other gang came out of nowhere and started shootin' at us. We tried to leg it but… Dan was too slow." He sniffed.
"So we have a gunshot wound to the chest." Finally the doors opened and they all piled out.
"Ms Naylor!"
Jac strode over, "Woah, woah, woah, not all of you can come in here, two only the rest of you out. What have we got?" She walked with the trolley.
"This is Daniel Anthony, gunshot wound to the right side of the chest, brought in unconscious by the boys, no breathing and no pulse."
They got him to a bay and a nurse shut the curtains. They hooked him up to the machine, "Right he's in VF, defib please." Naylor called.
Tabby carried on compressions whilst a nurse pumped the oxygen bag. They cut open the boy's shirt and placed the pads on his chest.
The two boys who went in, the one who challenged Tabby and the one in tears in the lift, held each other as they watched the horrific scene of their friend being resuscitated.
"Charge to 100.. Clear!" Jac called.
*Shock*
Tabby and the nurse got back to CPR.
"Charge again, 150… Clear!"
*Shock*
Still no rhythm. Tabby and the nurse did their bit again.
"Charge 200 this time… Clear!"
*Shock*
They all waited staring at the monitor when finally, the bleeps they had been waiting for started.
"He's back in sinus rhythm." Tabitha breathed.
The team all sighed in relief and packed up the defibrillator.
Jac led the way as they wheeled Daniel out, "I want him straight in theatre please. Valentine so nice of you to join us, emergency gunshot wound? Yes I think so. Tabitha I'd like you to observe, we are a teaching hospital after all. Elliot, we have an emergency patient going in now, can you hold down the fort?"
"Hm?" He took the donut out of his mouth, "Oh, yes, certainly."
"Good, let's get this party started." She grinned.
Tabitha watched in amazement as Jac and Ollie stitched the internal wounds and admired their calmness in the event of a bleed. Out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of a tall, tailored suited figure in the darkness of the gallery.
"Paper Girl, why don't you close up?" Jac moved for Tabitha to come in.
"Er, 4-0 prolene please." She asked quietly.
She was handed the suture and she worked her magic.
In the gallery Hanssen couldn't help but smile as he watched her suturing work.
"Nicely done." Jac said simply as Tabitha finished and cut the excess suture.
"Tabitha once you've scrubbed out may I speak to you for a moment?" Hanssen poked his head round the door whilst Tabby and the team were scrubbing their hands.
As Tabby left she met with Hanssen just by the door and he waited patiently for the others to leave.
"Now, I have your blood test results and they show positive for iron deficiency anaemia so I have prescribed you some ferrous sulphate, take twice a day with meals. Also there is something else that has been bothering me as well."
Tabitha took the prescription sheet, "Oh? What's that?"
"You haven't been sleeping well have you?"
Tabby dropped her head, "That obvious was it?"
"Would you like to have a chat about it?" His voice became soft and caring.
Tabby sighed, "I've always had Erin around the house, she was with me at work, she helped out at home and she was only in the next room at night. It sounds pathetic but I miss having her around during the day and at night I don't feel as safe without her." She began to well up, "Any unusual bumps or knocks in the night she heard them too and she was always the first to take a look."
"Erin is older than you?"
"By 3 years. I managed to do my GCSE's and A-Levels a year early and I completed my PhD and Masters in 3 years and my medical training in 3 years so I was the youngest to graduate."
"So you were the brains and she was the brawn?" Henrik smiled.
"Yep." She nodded smiling.
"Well, start that course of supplements as soon as possible and talk to me if anything is wrong, alright?" He smiled sympathetically before striding off.
As Tabby reached the ward she was surprised by the chaos that was taking place. She rolled her eyes. Daniel's other two mates had turned up and were having an argument with the other two in the middle of the ward.
"Well if it wasn't you selling Snow to dose guys we wouldn't be in dis mess."
"Well I wasn't da one holdin' da gun."
"Don't fucking push me I'll push you right back bruv."
Soon a brawl broke out.
"Oi, OI!" Jac tried to stop them.
Finally Hanssen arrived, "WHAT!..." His sudden deep and authoritive shout stopped the boys in their tracks, "…Do you think is going on in here?" He carried on, "This is a hospital, not a back ally." His face was like death as he scoured his eyes over each of the boys, "You will either behave or get out. I take it you're all here for Daniel?"
The boys nodded.
Tabby decided it was best to leave the area and to check Daniel's vitals, but one of the boys noticed.
"Don't you go anywhere near him!" The boy reached into the back of his jeans and pulled out a sleek black pistol and pointed it straight towards Tabitha. The gasps of the patients seemed to be all that surrounded the ward as the boy chambered a round, "Nobody, goes near him, understand?"
Tabby was frozen to the spot.
"UNDERSTAND?" He repeated.
Tabby nodded and backed away from the door, hands up in surrender.
"Now everyone, copy the girl, hands up, all of you, now, do it." He pointed the gun at all the staff members in turn.
"Do as he says." Hanssen ordered.
All of the nurses, porters and doctors in the ward all held their hands behind their heads.
"Kyle, what the fuck do you tink you're doin'?" One of the other boys asked.
Kyle pointed the gun at his mates, "That goes for you lot as well, you betrayed me, you said we'd protect Dan." He turned to the staff, "Now, no-one goes near my little bruvva', yeah? None of you touch him."
They all nodded their heads in understanding.
"Then how do we check that he's ok?" Tabby whispered to Henrik.
"Oi, you two, shut the fuck up alright?" He pointed the gun at the two making Tabby whimper, "And you, you tall, lanky snob, I don't care if you run this hospital, Mr CEO and Director of Surgery Hanssen." He read Henrik's badge, "You don't touch my little bruvva got it?" He shook the gun at Henrik's face.
"It has been noted and perfectly understood, yes." He stated calmly. Yet Tabby watched the rise and fall of his chest and could see by his heightened pace in breathing he was far from being the cool, collected Hanssen everyone knew.
Whilst Kyle's attention was on the CEO and his PA, Johnny sneakily ducked beneath the desk to hit the panic button. Not long after Kyle got all the staff onto their knees a few security guards arrived on the ward.
"GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES, HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEADS!" Kyle screamed, "Now who let them up? WHO LET THEM UP?" Kyle was clearly panicking now which put the whole ward on edge as he could slip up and let a shot go off without realising it. That's when they heard a number of bleepings start.
Johnny bravely stepped forward, "Listen here, Kyle, this is a heart ward with some very vulnerable patients, now you need to let us go and see to those patients who have a problem, can you let us do that?"
Kyle pondered with the gun pointed at Johnny, "Fine; you, the black and the ginger." He nodded for them to leave.
After a few minutes, Johnny, Jac and Mo returned but there was still one bonging left. They all turned to the board where there was one orange light flashing. They all tensed and looked at each other concerned.
"What, what is it?" Kyle panicked.
Hanssen got to his feet, "That is your brother. He's not well and seriously needs our help, now if you're going to do something right, at least let me help him."
Kyle was sweating and he had tears streaming down his face. He nodded.
"Good, Dr Rees will join me." He made his way towards the side room doors, Tabitha tagging along.
"No, no one else!" Kyle cried.
Henrik stopped and turned to him, "I need someone else to help me."
"Not her, she's just a PA."
"Come Tabitha." Henrik ignored him and carried on, Tabitha followed hesitantly.
"No!... I SAID NO!"
Henrik heard the cries of the other boys and expeditiously turned and pushed Tabby out of the way.
