A/N : Hello, welcome to my first TGD fanfic! The story takes place after the cliffhanger of season five finale, because I really love doctor Lim and hope she's gonna be alright. Written before the first season six trailer. It's going to be 3 or 4 chapters long and include a lot of angst. English is not my main language, so I'm sorry for all mistakes (please, remember that we're all human and that we write here for fun). I'll be gratefull for every kudo and comment. Hope you'll like it, enjoy!

DISCLAIMER : Not mine, the use of characters is for entertainment purposes only.

Chapter 1.

The man disappears as soon as he appears, and soon there is silence in the room, interrupted only by her short, uneven breaths.

Audrey tries to calm down, but her hands are still shaking. She clenches them into fists on the fabric of her skirt and tries to move her neck to see if Dalisay is still there, but all she sees is a pool of scarlet red spilled on the floor around both of them. There is so much blood that she cannot tell which one it belongs to.

She's barely aware of what has happened. She wants to move towards the other woman, but she can't. "Dalisay?" she tries to ask, but shock tightens her throat and all that comes out of her mouth is a soft whisper. She strains her hearing and for a moment she thinks she hears another wheezing breath, but it disappears after a while and she is no longer sure if the sound is really fading or just being drowned out by her own heart pounding in her ears. She tries to get up again, but some invisible force holding her back makes her fail miserably. Get up, get up, she tells herself in her head. Get up, Audrey. There's a patient to save.

There is no pain for the first few moments, it's probably the adrenaline pumping through her veins that keeps it in check. For the first few moments, all she can feel is how her shirt is soaking wet. An irrational thought flashes in her mind, a thought that she will have to throw it out, and it's sad, because it was her favourite.

She raises her head up again, this time to look at herself. Blood seeps from the two wounds in her stomach like boiling water from a pot with her every move. Only then does she realize that apart from her hands, her whole body is shaking. Pressure, you need to apply pressure. She lays her head back to the floor and lets out a shaky breath. She raises her hands and presses them quickly against both of her wounds at the same time, and the world spins immediately, and she almost screams because even that amount of adrenaline in her bloodstream can't drown out that kind of pain.

Gritting her teeth against the pain, she blinks her eyes a few times to focus. She looks around as far as her position on the floor allows. It's dark, the lights are off. She's too far from the door for anyone to see her. Nobody knows what is happening. There's a dangerous, armed attacker in the hospital. They have to raise the alarm. They have to call the police and cut off the ward. They have to evacuate the patients so that no one else gets hurt. God, if only she had her phone with her.

And then, as if in response to her prayers, she can hear the sound of footsteps in the distance. Someone's coming. Hope makes Audrey's heart beat even faster. Knowing that another attempt to get up will be useless, she gathers all the strength she has still left to call out for help. Time flies, however, much faster than she realizes, and by the time she does so, she can't hear the footsteps anymore. With the sound, all hope vanishes, and the fact is so overwhelming that Audrey feels like her entire body suddenly grows heavier. The warmth seeps through her fingers.

Whether it's because of the fatigue, the blood loss, or the time passing her with its course again, she doesn't notice when the footsteps reappear, and becomes aware of them only when they seem to be right next to her. '"Oh my God, doctor Lim!" she hears one of the nurses' voice above her. She tries to remember her name, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't. "Code blue, code blue!"

She gets cold suddenly, her teeth chatter, and she takes over the nurse's panic. God, Dalisay is bleeding out, she is bleeding out. They will die here. And if someone doesn't stop this crazy man, they won't be the only ones.

The pain becomes unbearable. Her skin is covered in sweat and her heart beats like crazy, making blood come out faster through the wounds. It's getting harder to concentrate. Trying to control her shivering and failing all the same, she turns her head to look at the nurse, but she is alone again. The world is spinning, and Audrey thinks that maybe it was like that all along, maybe she just imagined the sound of footsteps and the nurse whose name she doesn't remember. Maybe that's how it's supposed to be like, maybe that's how she should die. Alone, in the hospital – a place she calls home.

Then Audrey remembers the woman who is still lying next to her legs and she tries to move, or she thinks she tries to move, to get to her. She is a doctor, she has to help her. She tries and tries until her vision blurs and time skips forward again, and suddenly she feels hands on her shoulders and someone's presence beside her.

"Audrey. Audrey, hey, I've got you. You're going to be fine. Just stay with me, alright? I've got you."

It takes her a long moment, or a short one, she's not sure of anything anymore, to understand that the voice is real and to connect it with the name of the person who is also real. "Marcus," she says, searching for his face with her blurry gaze.

"I'm here. Everything's going to be alright, we'll take care of you."

"Marcus, there's…" There is something in her mouth, something thick and wet and metallic in taste, which prevents her from speaking. She coughs to get rid of it, and almost dies right there and then of effort. Pain drowns out everything. She can't see him anymore, but she holds out her hand for him to help her get up. "There's a patient to save."

He doesn't help her as she would like him to. Instead, she feels his big, warm hands on either side of her face, wet with sweat and tears. "Yes, there is," Marcus tells her. "It's you."

His words don't make sense, and neither does everything else. These few uttered words completely drained her out of energy. She's really tired. She hears more words above her that she doesn't recognize, she feels someone shaking her shoulders and patting her cheeks gently, and she wants everything to go quiet, she just wants to sleep. She no longer remembers why she wanted to get up, or why she was on the ground in the first place.

The humming sound in her ears, previously irritating, now calms her down. The darkness opens its arms to her invitingly.

Audrey has no strength to fight it, so she grabs the hand of the darkness like a hand of a good old friend.