Chapter Twelve

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Chapter Twelve

The moment that Tom's heart started beating and he began to draw struggling breaths for himself, the paramedics stepped back, firmly placed an oxygen mask over his face, and set off for the hospital. In the blink of an eye he was loaded up in an ambulance and on his way to life saving help with the sirens blazing. Doug watched the blur of the ambulance as it whizzed by and before he knew it he was ushered into the back of a squad car amongst his closest colleagues and following behind the ambulance, actually managing to beat it to the hospital by a few minutes. The now out of breath police officers dashed into the building at break neck speed, each desperate to hear of their fallen friend. Huffing and puffing Fuller finally managed to obtain the directions to the trauma, and once more the group was off on the hunt. Finally they reached their destination only to be told teat their colleague had been rushed through to emergency surgery. The groups slumped down on the traditional plastic seats along the corridor.

"Someone had better call his mom" Doug told the group, speaking for the first time since Tom had stopped breathing. Fuller sighed deeply.

"You're right I'll go and find a pay phone" he told them, and tiredly got to his feet to deliver the bad news to the widow. The remaining officers sighed in unison, relieved that their friend was in competent hands, but still scarred by the memory of his ashen face when his heart had stopped beating.

"I sure as hell know what I'd like to do to those kids if I got my hands on them" Judy seethed, she knew that the image of the paramedic desperately pudding on Tom's chest would haunt her sleep for a long time to come, so god alone knew how Hanson was going to cope. The rest of the group murmured noises of agreement. All of a sudden Doug shot to his feet and pounded his fist hand against the wall.

"Dammit what is taken so damn long?" he asked his frustration clear. The others had no energy or intention to try to calm him, sometimes it was better to just leave him be, for none of them could disagree.

Fuller reappeared almost thirty minutes later, the older man looked emotional and physically drained.

"Did you reach her?" Harry asked the Captain, and Adam nodded rubbing one hand tiredly over his face.

"Yeah I got her, she's worried sick and crying her heart out. I tried to reassure her, but since I have no idea of exactly what is going on it's kinda hard to do. I sent a squad car over to get her and bring her here, so she shouldn't be too long. I'm just hoping that by the time she gets here we have some good news for her" he told them, yet once more his prayers went unanswered, for less than twenty minutes after his call the woman arrived looking exhausted and more frightened than any person deserved to look, and still there was no news on her gravely ill son. She sat down besides the young police officers and the groups waited in silence. Each second ticking over as though a lifetime had passed, each struggling to sit still, wishing that their was something that they could physically do, anything at all, yet they knew there was nothing. All that they could do for the moment was sit, and wait, and pray.

End chapter Twelve

Slightly shorter, but hey it was posted quickly, more coming later this week! Please review!!!!