Kay!!" Elle cried, panicing filling her voice as she frantically pulled his shirt open and loosened his tie, pressing an ear to his chest to see if she could hear anything. Nothing. Not a sign of life.
She bent down and quickly pinched his nose closed before blowing quickly into his mouth twice, frowning a bit at the odd metallic taste on his lips, blood. She knew that she didn't have much time if she was going to save him. Who knows how long he had been under there without any oxygen or bloodflow to his brain? Her hands moved to his chest, her fingers quickly finding the proper location before she positioned her hands and begin to rapidly press down on his breastbone.
"Come on," she murmured as she worked, counting out the cycle to herself. As soon as she finished the fifteenth compression, she leaned down and blew into his mouth again before beginning more compressions. There was more blood on his lips, she noticed, and in his mouth. She reached in and frantically cleared it so he wouldn't choke. Where was Jay? He had to have seen what happened! She needed more equipment fast!
Just then Kay's body twitched a bit, causing her to stop the compressions just as he started to throw up. "Kay?" she called as she rolled him onto his side, trying to keep the fright out of her voice when she saw that he was throwing up blood. She cleared the blood with the fingers of one hand while using the other to feel for a pulse. Nothing. She wanted to cry but she made herself roll him back onto his back and start the CPR again. Two more breaths and then another cycle of compressions.
Two, three, four minutes passed quickly as she worked over him, laboring to restore life to his battered body. Her shoulders burned and her chest throbbed but she forced herself to keep going. She couldn't stop, not now. She was his only chance! Where in the world was Jay? Why hadn't he found them already?! Her fingers reached down in search of a pulse as her eyes started to burn with tears. She couldn't let herself cry. Not now, not while he needed her. Suddenly she felt a faint movement under her fingers. She forced her tears to stop as she leaned down, putting an ear by his mouth and nose. A second later, she was relieved to fell a bit of air tickling her ear as she found a thready pulse in his neck. He was alive. Alive but she wasn't sure for how long.