Disclaimer: I don't own them, don't sue me.
Authors Note: I'd like to thank Ishmade (I think I spelt that wrong, sorry!) for telling me the song "I always thought I'd see you again" is by James Taylor. I knew the songwriter but I couldn't think of it when I was writing the story. I'd also like to apologize for making it short and fast. One thing that I forgot to include in the previous chapter is that Dave took the sleeping pills. Also, this takes place approximately 3 hours after his "incident".
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Abby was the only one who noticed Dave had left after the situation with Dr. Chen. She decided to go over to his place and see how he was doing. She knocked on the door and got no answer. Feeling mischievous, she pulled out a paper clip and picked the lock. The door popped open and Abby wondered if she should go in. Well, to hell with morals, she thought as she walked in.
"Dave? You here?" Abby asked. She walked down a small hallway and into his bedroom to see Dave lying there. Abby walked over to him and shook him gently. "Dave? Wake up." His bloody wrist fell out from under the blanket. She quickly pulled back the covers to find that Dave was lying in a pool of his own blood. Abby frantically took a pulse and checked for breathing. He had a faint pulse and shallow breathing. Doing the only thing she could think of she called 911.
"Hello, 911 what is your emergency?" A voice asked
"My name is Abby Lockheart and I'm at 459 Johnson Street, Apartment 4C. I found Dr. Dave Malucci with his wrist slit and there's blood and..." She managed to choke out.
"Listen, calm down, were sending an ambulance, you need to stay..."
Abby hung up and ran over to Dave. She grabbed a wrist and held it up to help stop the bleeding. "What did you do?" Abby kept repeating through her crying. After what felt like an eternity, the EMT's finally arrived. They rushed in and put on an oxygen mask. Abby brushed his hair away from his face and whispered, "You're going to be okay."
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In the ambulance bay.
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Carter, Mark and Lydia were waiting for the ambulance as it pulled up. The back doors creaked open. The crew (Carter, Mark and Lydia) were surprised to see Abby come out the back with blood all over her.
"28 year-old male, found at his home, slit wrist, shallow resps at 9, pulse ox 75, saline given in the field, we found an empty bottle of sleeping pills in the bathroom so we pumped his stomach on the way here." The EMT reported on the way to trauma room one (the one that Jing-mei was treated and died in, if you don't know). Everyone was shocked to see that it was Dave.
"Get Benton and Weaver in here now!" Mark yelled to no one unparticular.
"V-fib."
"Shit, okay, charge the paddles to 150, clear!"
Dave's entire body jumped up. Abby wanted to leave but she was unmovable.
"Sinus rhythm."
Just then Ramano (our favorite person since he's in all my stories) walked in.
"Why are you here? We page Benton." Questioned Carter.
"Hello to you to, he's in surgery, what's going on?" Ramano snapped.
"Dr. Malucci tried to kill himself. We need you to check out his wrist while we charcoal his stomach."
"Our, Dr. Malucci?"
"Yeah."
Dr. Ramano examined Dave's bloody wrist while the others inserted a tube down Dave's throat and filled it with charcoal fluid to absorb the sleeping pills.
"Well, he'll need some vascular sutures and that's it. Ah, nurse, could you grab me a French silk vascular suture kit please?" Ramano reported.
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In the ICU
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Dave was starting to wake up. Damn it, I'm still alive, he thought to himself. His body ached all over, especially his wrist and stomach. All he could do was groan to himself. He opened is puffy eyes to see that Abby was asleep in a chair beside his bed.
"Abby?" Dave said. She stirred a little then began to wake up.
"Dave? Hey, how are you feeling?"
"I've been better.
"You gave us a scare."
"How did I get here?"
"I broke into your apartment and found you."
"Great."
Dr. Greene walked in to find that Dave was awake.
"Well, Malucci, how's it going?" he asked Dave.
"Why couldn't you just let me die?"
"Because we need you to help us in the ER."
"Whatever."
Legaspi walked in and stopped beside Dr. Greene (she's still here in this story).
"Hi, Dave, how are you feeling?" Kim asked in a soft voice.
"Would everyone stop asking me that? How the fuck do you think I feel?" Dave answered harshly. He tried to motion with his hand to accentuate his emotions but he was held down by restraints.
"We're going to leave you two alone now." Mark said as he motioned for Abby to leave with him.
"I'll check on you later, Dave." said Abby.
"Whatever."
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Again, sorry the last one was sucky but hey, not every story is going to be fabulous (But, maybe they will be, who knows?) this one is longer and more descriptive. Preview for next chapter: Dave finds Jing-mei's suicide note addressed to him in his locker and stuff happens, I haven't really decided yet.
R/R!! Also, (if you've read them) please continue to check my previous stories, I've been doing my best to add new chapters.
Authors Note: I'd like to thank Ishmade (I think I spelt that wrong, sorry!) for telling me the song "I always thought I'd see you again" is by James Taylor. I knew the songwriter but I couldn't think of it when I was writing the story. I'd also like to apologize for making it short and fast. One thing that I forgot to include in the previous chapter is that Dave took the sleeping pills. Also, this takes place approximately 3 hours after his "incident".
--
Abby was the only one who noticed Dave had left after the situation with Dr. Chen. She decided to go over to his place and see how he was doing. She knocked on the door and got no answer. Feeling mischievous, she pulled out a paper clip and picked the lock. The door popped open and Abby wondered if she should go in. Well, to hell with morals, she thought as she walked in.
"Dave? You here?" Abby asked. She walked down a small hallway and into his bedroom to see Dave lying there. Abby walked over to him and shook him gently. "Dave? Wake up." His bloody wrist fell out from under the blanket. She quickly pulled back the covers to find that Dave was lying in a pool of his own blood. Abby frantically took a pulse and checked for breathing. He had a faint pulse and shallow breathing. Doing the only thing she could think of she called 911.
"Hello, 911 what is your emergency?" A voice asked
"My name is Abby Lockheart and I'm at 459 Johnson Street, Apartment 4C. I found Dr. Dave Malucci with his wrist slit and there's blood and..." She managed to choke out.
"Listen, calm down, were sending an ambulance, you need to stay..."
Abby hung up and ran over to Dave. She grabbed a wrist and held it up to help stop the bleeding. "What did you do?" Abby kept repeating through her crying. After what felt like an eternity, the EMT's finally arrived. They rushed in and put on an oxygen mask. Abby brushed his hair away from his face and whispered, "You're going to be okay."
--
In the ambulance bay.
--
Carter, Mark and Lydia were waiting for the ambulance as it pulled up. The back doors creaked open. The crew (Carter, Mark and Lydia) were surprised to see Abby come out the back with blood all over her.
"28 year-old male, found at his home, slit wrist, shallow resps at 9, pulse ox 75, saline given in the field, we found an empty bottle of sleeping pills in the bathroom so we pumped his stomach on the way here." The EMT reported on the way to trauma room one (the one that Jing-mei was treated and died in, if you don't know). Everyone was shocked to see that it was Dave.
"Get Benton and Weaver in here now!" Mark yelled to no one unparticular.
"V-fib."
"Shit, okay, charge the paddles to 150, clear!"
Dave's entire body jumped up. Abby wanted to leave but she was unmovable.
"Sinus rhythm."
Just then Ramano (our favorite person since he's in all my stories) walked in.
"Why are you here? We page Benton." Questioned Carter.
"Hello to you to, he's in surgery, what's going on?" Ramano snapped.
"Dr. Malucci tried to kill himself. We need you to check out his wrist while we charcoal his stomach."
"Our, Dr. Malucci?"
"Yeah."
Dr. Ramano examined Dave's bloody wrist while the others inserted a tube down Dave's throat and filled it with charcoal fluid to absorb the sleeping pills.
"Well, he'll need some vascular sutures and that's it. Ah, nurse, could you grab me a French silk vascular suture kit please?" Ramano reported.
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In the ICU
--
Dave was starting to wake up. Damn it, I'm still alive, he thought to himself. His body ached all over, especially his wrist and stomach. All he could do was groan to himself. He opened is puffy eyes to see that Abby was asleep in a chair beside his bed.
"Abby?" Dave said. She stirred a little then began to wake up.
"Dave? Hey, how are you feeling?"
"I've been better.
"You gave us a scare."
"How did I get here?"
"I broke into your apartment and found you."
"Great."
Dr. Greene walked in to find that Dave was awake.
"Well, Malucci, how's it going?" he asked Dave.
"Why couldn't you just let me die?"
"Because we need you to help us in the ER."
"Whatever."
Legaspi walked in and stopped beside Dr. Greene (she's still here in this story).
"Hi, Dave, how are you feeling?" Kim asked in a soft voice.
"Would everyone stop asking me that? How the fuck do you think I feel?" Dave answered harshly. He tried to motion with his hand to accentuate his emotions but he was held down by restraints.
"We're going to leave you two alone now." Mark said as he motioned for Abby to leave with him.
"I'll check on you later, Dave." said Abby.
"Whatever."
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Again, sorry the last one was sucky but hey, not every story is going to be fabulous (But, maybe they will be, who knows?) this one is longer and more descriptive. Preview for next chapter: Dave finds Jing-mei's suicide note addressed to him in his locker and stuff happens, I haven't really decided yet.
R/R!! Also, (if you've read them) please continue to check my previous stories, I've been doing my best to add new chapters.