Anger Management
Chapter 134th
After speaking and explaining the situation to the manager of the Tombstone,
Arizona safe house. She was told that he will set up a flight for her in three hours. While she had an hour to pack her things and being taken to the airfield.
Security will be at the maximum level for the woman needing help. Loreile had truly appreciated the help from the manager along with some of the friends she had developed while she was there for the past three months.
She was concerned having been told by the OB doctor of the safe house that there was a good chance she will be delivering her third child really soon. That she was taking the chance that she will go into labor?
A young female escort was given the orders to go along for the trip having packed a go-bag to stick with her until arriving at the hospital. Afterward, she will be able to go back to the airport and catch a flight back 24 hours later after getting in some sleep at a Comfort Inn along the route of the airport.
Boarding the American Airlines flight to Washington, D.C. Dulles airport. Loreile was worried that her husband just might be dead by the time she reaches the hospital. Leon had told her that Leroy Jethro Gibbs was critical in ICU for now.
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ICU
The nurse's station was busy with patients having issues and including Gibbs. One of the rounds of clock nursing staff noticed that Gibbs was having a hard time with his breathing and decided to raise his oxygen levels with the air mask over his face.
His vitals had been basically staying the same for now. She had written a note onto the medical chart before being relieved by another going off shift for the next eight hours. She will be staying in her quarters instead of going home.
Doctor Silverton working the shift at the moment came into Gibbs's room to take a peek at his handiwork for when they had Gibbs in surgery earlier.
Everything was looking good with no infection developing nor fever. Otherwise, he wasn't waking to have to be not a good sign right now.
Looking at his eyes moving as if he was in REM mode. The last time he had done this was when Doctor Gelfand in charge of his case a number of times for when Special Agent Gibbs wound up in comas. He will need to contact Doctor Gelfand currently on the U.S.S.
Daniel Webster in the Indian ocean.
Afterward, he left the room to make that call. Afterward, he will be mentioning it to Doctor Cyril Taft.
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INDIAN OCEAN TIME: 8.30 at night
U.S.S. Daniel Webster had been running exercises due to the recent activities in these waters by different countries wishing to cause trouble with them and the United States.
The recent Doctor Gelfand was on the Daniel Webster because of needing a change of pace. He had never expected to be on board a vessel on the verge of a possible civil war with countries needing to push their power levels.
He had been called to Communications with a call from states side one Doctor Silverton of Bethesda hospital. "Do you happened to know what this is all about Lt. Gordons?" he had to ask the question of being taken away from his downtime.
"I really don't know Doctor. He's waiting in the line." The radioman had to say with his baby-looking features. "Hello this is Doctor Gelfand, may I asked what this is all about?" He needed to know the situation before he committed himself.
"Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs of NCIS. We need your consultation on his recent coma after being taken and tortured by the local Cartel Doctor. Doctor Cyril Taft is in charge of his medical chart and primary care physician. Are you able to fly here to Bethesda hospital to help us out?" Doctor Silverton needed to say.
"I will see what I can do with providing a helo to fly me to the hospital," he said with turning to face Lt. Gordons.
"Thanks for your help Doctor." he ended the conversation. While Lt. Gordons went to work to contact the captain of the DANIEL WEBSTER.
Dulles International airport
Mrs. Loreile Ann Baskins Gibbs had arrived finally after a little more than three-plus-hour flight along with her safe house escort. Their transportation was waiting for them at the Avis rent a vehicle notice on their computer systems.
"Man it's cold?" Loreile had to say with closing up her black coat having worn it while on the flight. She had forgotten that three months had passed by with the middle of May.
"Shall we go? I have the GPS working even though I know that you're able to know where the hospital is located?" she cried out with getting behind the wheel with the keys, paperwork being placed into the glove box with Loreile helping.
Traffic was light for a change on the highway. Even though the officer was going at a minimal speed with no state troopers patrolling the highway.
She couldn't wait to get to the hospital needing to use the bathroom while in her final month. They were able to see the huge hospital up ahead while making the turn to have down the main road and the hospital close.
She was able to move into the underground parking lot heading near the main elevator making it easier for Loreile and her escort to walk up to the eight-floor ICU section.
"Are you alright?" the escort had to ask with the question of seeing her grimace face.
"I am just fine. I am anxious to be seeing my husband." Loriele needed to comment with the elevator door opening and the security area in order to have the guard them the passes to visit ICU and this security section.