Brian Patters slammed the breaks on, swerving a bit before coming to a screaching stop on the side of the road. His wife, Ali, reached out clutching his arm as the alien approached the car.
"Please! I need help! My friend's hurt!" X called to the humans cringing inside the vehicle before hurrying back to Elle's side and kneeling beside her again. Her breathing was so labored. Who knows what he had managed to break inside when he fell on her.
"Brian, what are you doing?" Ali hissed as her husband pushed the car door open and stepped out. "Let's get out of here!"
"He said someone was hurt," Brian said as he hurried over to see what was going on. He wasn't sure what he could do to help a sick alien but he was a doctor. He couldn't just walk away and let someone possibly die. He stopped in surprise when he saw the alien knealing next to a blonde human woman clad in a black suit clinging to her hand and gently stroking her face, telling her she was going to be alright, that help was there.
"What happened?" Brian asked as he dropped to his knees on Elle's other side, reaching out to check her pulse and breathing. Her breathing was much too slow, her pulse rapid and thready. That along with her clammy skin and the slight blue tint to her lips were bad signs, signs that she was in deep, possibly irriversable, shock. "How long has she been like this?" He felt, trying to get a pulse in other locations but he was only able to find it in the carotid. He pushed one of her eyelids back for a moment. The pupils were dilated. Not good.
"I fell on her," X whispered as he watched the human examining Elle, shaking his head as he checked. That couldn't be good. "She was fine but then she just collapsed and.... Please help her!"
"How long has it been since she got hurt?" Brian asked. They didn't cover hysterical aliens in medical school. He didn't know how much information he was going to be able to get.
"An hour or two," X moaned. "I didn't know she was hurt! She didn't know she was hurt and then she collapsed and.... Please help her!!" Why hadn't he noticed something sooner? If she died it would be all his fault. He should have taken care of her.
An hour or two. Brian shook his head at that. This poor woman had almost no chance if she had been hemoraging that long. He looked up, intending to tell the alien that it was too late but he had such a sad pathetic look in his big eyes, begging him to do something, anything to try to save her. He pulled himself to his feet and started back to the car. He had to try to help even if he was afraid it was too late.
"Wait!" X called when he saw the human walking away. "Please don't leave!"
"I'll be right back. I've just got to get some supplies from my car!" Brian called. he couldn't believe that he was having to reassure a hysterical alien. "Just keep talking to your friend. I'll be right back."
"What are you doing?" Ali hissed as he opened the trunk and started to pull out equipment. Brian was very glad now that he worked as a volunteer with the local EMS when they needed extra people. At least he had the proper equipment that might make a difference in whether this woman lived or died.
"Brian?" Ali cried as she grabbed at him as he picked up the bags and the small oxygen cylinder. "Let's get out of here!"
"I can't. That woman's going to die if I don't do something," he said as he shook his wife off and hurried over to X and Elle again.
X looked up when he saw the human returning followed by a frightened female human who stood trembling a safe distance away. The human knelt by Elle again, feeling her pulse before getting some sort of cylindrical object and messing around with it, attaching various things to it before slipping a mask with some sort of bag like thing attached over Elle's mouth and nose.
"I'm just giving her some oxygen, alright?" Brian said as he adjusted the flow of the oxygen and then checked Elle again. Some of the blue coloring had faded from her lips. That was a good sign. He reached into one of the bags and got out the equipment he needed to get an IV running. Normally he wouldn't have had that with him but he had been helping out in a class and hadn't had a chance to return the supplies yet.
X cringed a bit as he saw the human pulling on Elle's jacket, ripping the sleeve and the sleeve of the white shirt beneath it before wrapping some rubber thing around her upper arm. He rubbed some sort of strong smelling stuff on the skin in the bend of her arm and then got a needle out and slowly inserted it into her flesh. X whimpered a bit when he saw blood appear at the sight of the puncture. Elle had already lost so much blood. What was this person doing taking more from her?
"It's going to be alright. It's just an IV," Brain said as he finished the hookup and raised the bag of fluid, applying pressure to get it to run in faster. This woman needed an operating room now though. "Do you think you can lift her? We need to get her to the hospital."
X nodded, reaching down and gathering Elle into his arms, carrying her towards the car and laying her down in the back seat as Brian followed along right beside him with the equipment, keeping the oxygen and IV running smoothly. X slipped in at her feet, holding them propped on his lap. She was just so still and pale.
"Okay. You hold this for me. Keep it elevated and put a slight pressure on it with your hand, alright?" Brian told X as he handed him the bag of IV fluid before getting behind the wheel, ignoring his wife's pleas not to do this, not to take this alien anywhere. He had no choice if that woman was going to have even a small chance of survival.