Jay looked up when Zed and Kay came in. He didn't know whether to hope his partner had convinced Zed to order the doctor to try the treatment Elle wanted or not. It just sounded so risky but then again what other choice did she have? They were going to probably lose her no matter what.
"Elle?" Zed said as he came over to the bed. "Kay told me about the treatment you want to try and I need to ask you some questions. Do you understand exactly how risky this is?"
She slowly nodded her head and then spelled out, "No other choice."
"Do you realize that there's a good chance you'll die or have brain damage?" he asked.
She nodded again and then repeated the phrase she had spelled before, "No other choice."
Zed stood up and headed for the door again. He didn't like what he was about to have to do. The doctor was waiting outside. "She knows the risks. Get ready to do the transfusion," he said before he walked away. He felt like he had just signed Elle's death warrant for the second time in under an hour.
A little while later, Jay, Kay and Zed were gathered by the observation window waiting for the procedure to begin. Elle had been sedated and was laying on a table in the middle of the room attached to huge machines that would drain her blood as soon as the first part of the procedure was over. The doctors had covered her with cooling blankets to lower her temperture as much as possible in order to buy her a little time. From the time her heart stopped, they would have four minutes to drain her blood, replace enough of it to keep her alive and revive her.
The doctor looked at the monitor as her temperature dipped to 84 degrees. Then he took the defibrilator paddles and applied them, sending a shock through her body. The heart monitor beeped erratically for a second before settling into an ominous flatline.