A/N: It's kind of scary writing for a new fandom, so I hope this isn't too bad and tedious, some of my decisions are quite crazy so I hope this doesn't put you off. I'm going to write in my original style that I have been doing with Coronation Street instead of the one I use for Holby so just give me time and hopefully, I'll adapt quickish. Hope you enjoy!
She was lying on the floor, her mind floating in and out of consciousness at the pain seared through the entirety of her body. Jac hissed as she moved her arm, she winced and tried her best to numb the pain, her eyes opened briefly and she managed to locate her phone, she reached out to try and grab it but then she saw it flicker in front of her view, her phone pushed even further away from her, her eyes shut and this scenario was playing in front of her eyes as it did every night. Her hand reached to her arm and touched it, she brought it up to her view seeing the blood on her hand almost the consistency of an egg white, the lights turned off and she was alone once more.
Strength was something she didn't have a lot of now but she mustered it up and located her phone knowing she couldnt do this alone, she called for an ambulance, mumbling into the phone itself and trying to understand what she was saying as it didnt make sense, then she thought how could she even make sense to whoever was on the other end of the phone.
Jac was teleported forward, the bright lights into her eyes as they checked for any sign of life in the depths of her soul. Her arm was securely fastened in what she could only assume was some splint like contraption she didnt even have time to comprehend. The annoyance of this mask placed over her face was aggravating her causing her to attempt to move her body but nothing, she was numbed up to the eyeballs in pain relief. And then came the time she felt the ambulance shudder to a stop and the sirens silenced themselves but there was one thing she didnt know and that was that she was home.
