Silent Heartbeats 25: The End
By Maureen
Disclaimer: well...this is the end, my friends. the end. And I am now going to stop with The Doors references. honest. The characters are still owned by Disney even though the show is now on at 1:30am Saturday, Sunday and Monday which is the screwiest times ever. I'm still a poor college student so I don't have any money and I'm certainly not making any money off of this so don't sue me.
***
Jamie Waite rode into school on his motorcycle as he did everyday. He was freezing in the cold February morning and wanted nothing more than to get into the heated school building as fast as possible.
Inside he was greeted by now familiar faces with the ones from his classes waving hello. Some he replied to, others he didn't depending on how much he liked them or not. One boy, a senior, just stared at him. Jeremy Miller or "Jermy" as Jamie liked to refer to him never said anything polite to Jamie. Or to anyone who hadn't been born deaf he found out.
He was jealous of anyone who had had hearing long enough to learn to speak. Jamie didn't let Jermy bother him anymore, but he wanted nothing more than to punch his lights out if he ever got the chance.
Opening his locker he quickly deposited his side bag with his uniform in it for when he went to work later and got the books he needed for his first few classes. School was no longer the burden he had once been forced to endure. True, he didn't see the point of everything they did, but he enjoyed science and english. He was also liking his web authoring class where he made webpages.
*Hey, Jamie,* Chris, the guy who's locker was next to Jamie's signed, *How do you think you did on yesterdays history test?*
Jamie made a face in response, *I finished it, which for me is good. But...I think maybe a B. I don't like history very much.*
*Same here,* Chris replied but the lights flashed to go to first period before he could say anything more. *See you later!*
*Later!*
***
Jamie's first class was web authoring and he both liked and hated that it was first period. He liked that his favorite class was first, but he hated that it meant that he got it over with so quickly. He also hated that Jermy was in it.
Jermy came sauntering in well after the final bell, not caring that he was interrupting the class. He took his typical seat in the back row of computers, logging onto the internet.
Jamie just shook his head as Jermy passes his computer and continued trying to work the bugs out of the questionaire page he was working on. He was having problems getting the CGI scripts to do what he wanted.
The girl next to him, grabbed his shoulder unexpectedly, signing and pointing towards Jermy. He was gasping and choking, going into convulsions.
Jamie's EMT training took over, "*Call 911!"* he both signed and yelled, grabbing a nerby flobby disk and wedging the plastic piece between Jermy's teeth so he wouldn't bite through his own tongue. He grabbed the girl next to him who was having hysterics and forced her to sit indian style on the floor with Jermy's head in his lap. *Try to keep his head on your lap, but don't force it. Move with him.*
Jamie took his pulse, wishing he had his stethoscope with him. Shaking his head, he began to rummage through his wallet, hoping there would be a key to what was happening there. Behind his drivers license was a doctors card saying he was diabetic.
Jamie moved to let Val, Tyler and Misha in as soon as they arrived. "His name is Jeremy Miller, he's diabetic. Pulse is erratic!" he told them, slipping into his role as the gofer of the team.
He pulled everything out of the bags they needed without having to be signed it, knowing instinctively from months of working with Val and Tyler what would be needed and when. Finally they were able to secure Jermy on the gurney to take him to the hospital.
"Should I come too?" Jamie asked, unsure.
Val shook her head, closing the ambulance doors. *I'll see you later today. Brooke will want paper. Bye!* she headed around to the passenger side of the ambulance to go. Her signing was still short and choppy, but she got her point across.
Jamie sighed, not wanting the Queen of Paperwork on his case. She was his friend, but still!
***
That afternoon Jamie was in high spirits about still having the 'chops' to be an EMT. "Hey Brooke!" he called, throwing his jacket and bookbag onto the couch. "You have paperwork for me!"
He couldn't believe that he was actually excited about doing paperwork. That was the one part of the job that everyone loathed.
*Here,* Brooke said, handing him a thick stack of paper. *Have fun weirdo!*
"Hey Brooke!" Catie called, coming in behind where Jamie was sitting. "What's up?"
"There was a call at Jamie's school this morning, he assisted. Now he's hyper and excited to do paperwork. See if you can get his enthusiam to spread to the others." Brooke informed her.
Catie just shook her head, sitting down across from Jamie. *Hey loverboy!*
*Oh, hey Catie,* Jamie replied. After their last fight they had made up, but Jamie was still a little wary. He loved her and he trusted her, but she had broken that trust and he couldn't forget that quickly. Forgive, yes, but not forget yet. *How're you?*
*I'm good, you?*
*Fine, fine. Had an EMT call this morning.*
*Brooke told me, that's awesome! I was thinking we could go out tonight and celebrate? If you don't have too much homework, that is.*
*I can't, I'm working late here tonight so I can spend all of Saturday with you.*
*Oh,* she looked crestfallen, *Well how about we celebrate Saturday then?*
*Sounds good, see you later!*
*Bye!* Catie waved, heading out. She had wanted to see more of him, she felt complete him. It was so weird not having Jamie with her all the time even after a year of going to different schools. Was this what college would be like? A feeling of incompleteness all the time?
***
Two days later, Jamie sat in web authoring still trying to work through his CGI script when Jermy walked in. *Hey,* Jermy signed stopping at Jamie's desk.
*Hey,* Jamie replied.
*Um...some girl came and told me what you did.*
*Who?*
*A tall blonde who couldn't sign very well and a shorter girl with brown hair who could sign. I think they were sisters. Blonde was hot.*
*Yeah, they're sisters. I work with them at the station. Val took you to the hospital.*
*Yeah. Um...I just wanted to say 'thanks'. I'm new to this diabetic thing, I guess I didn't take it seriously enough. And is the blonde seeing anyone?*
Jamie laughed, *No problem, but Val's got a crush on another guy. She's had it forever. Besides, there's a no interference rule for EMTS, can't date your patients, even after the fact.*
Jermy nodded thoughtfully, *You know something Jamie? You're not so bad.* Jeremy headed down to his own computer.
Jamie sat there for a minute with a little half grin. Then he got back to work on his web page.
***
A/N: nope, none.
By Maureen
Disclaimer: well...this is the end, my friends. the end. And I am now going to stop with The Doors references. honest. The characters are still owned by Disney even though the show is now on at 1:30am Saturday, Sunday and Monday which is the screwiest times ever. I'm still a poor college student so I don't have any money and I'm certainly not making any money off of this so don't sue me.
***
Jamie Waite rode into school on his motorcycle as he did everyday. He was freezing in the cold February morning and wanted nothing more than to get into the heated school building as fast as possible.
Inside he was greeted by now familiar faces with the ones from his classes waving hello. Some he replied to, others he didn't depending on how much he liked them or not. One boy, a senior, just stared at him. Jeremy Miller or "Jermy" as Jamie liked to refer to him never said anything polite to Jamie. Or to anyone who hadn't been born deaf he found out.
He was jealous of anyone who had had hearing long enough to learn to speak. Jamie didn't let Jermy bother him anymore, but he wanted nothing more than to punch his lights out if he ever got the chance.
Opening his locker he quickly deposited his side bag with his uniform in it for when he went to work later and got the books he needed for his first few classes. School was no longer the burden he had once been forced to endure. True, he didn't see the point of everything they did, but he enjoyed science and english. He was also liking his web authoring class where he made webpages.
*Hey, Jamie,* Chris, the guy who's locker was next to Jamie's signed, *How do you think you did on yesterdays history test?*
Jamie made a face in response, *I finished it, which for me is good. But...I think maybe a B. I don't like history very much.*
*Same here,* Chris replied but the lights flashed to go to first period before he could say anything more. *See you later!*
*Later!*
***
Jamie's first class was web authoring and he both liked and hated that it was first period. He liked that his favorite class was first, but he hated that it meant that he got it over with so quickly. He also hated that Jermy was in it.
Jermy came sauntering in well after the final bell, not caring that he was interrupting the class. He took his typical seat in the back row of computers, logging onto the internet.
Jamie just shook his head as Jermy passes his computer and continued trying to work the bugs out of the questionaire page he was working on. He was having problems getting the CGI scripts to do what he wanted.
The girl next to him, grabbed his shoulder unexpectedly, signing and pointing towards Jermy. He was gasping and choking, going into convulsions.
Jamie's EMT training took over, "*Call 911!"* he both signed and yelled, grabbing a nerby flobby disk and wedging the plastic piece between Jermy's teeth so he wouldn't bite through his own tongue. He grabbed the girl next to him who was having hysterics and forced her to sit indian style on the floor with Jermy's head in his lap. *Try to keep his head on your lap, but don't force it. Move with him.*
Jamie took his pulse, wishing he had his stethoscope with him. Shaking his head, he began to rummage through his wallet, hoping there would be a key to what was happening there. Behind his drivers license was a doctors card saying he was diabetic.
Jamie moved to let Val, Tyler and Misha in as soon as they arrived. "His name is Jeremy Miller, he's diabetic. Pulse is erratic!" he told them, slipping into his role as the gofer of the team.
He pulled everything out of the bags they needed without having to be signed it, knowing instinctively from months of working with Val and Tyler what would be needed and when. Finally they were able to secure Jermy on the gurney to take him to the hospital.
"Should I come too?" Jamie asked, unsure.
Val shook her head, closing the ambulance doors. *I'll see you later today. Brooke will want paper. Bye!* she headed around to the passenger side of the ambulance to go. Her signing was still short and choppy, but she got her point across.
Jamie sighed, not wanting the Queen of Paperwork on his case. She was his friend, but still!
***
That afternoon Jamie was in high spirits about still having the 'chops' to be an EMT. "Hey Brooke!" he called, throwing his jacket and bookbag onto the couch. "You have paperwork for me!"
He couldn't believe that he was actually excited about doing paperwork. That was the one part of the job that everyone loathed.
*Here,* Brooke said, handing him a thick stack of paper. *Have fun weirdo!*
"Hey Brooke!" Catie called, coming in behind where Jamie was sitting. "What's up?"
"There was a call at Jamie's school this morning, he assisted. Now he's hyper and excited to do paperwork. See if you can get his enthusiam to spread to the others." Brooke informed her.
Catie just shook her head, sitting down across from Jamie. *Hey loverboy!*
*Oh, hey Catie,* Jamie replied. After their last fight they had made up, but Jamie was still a little wary. He loved her and he trusted her, but she had broken that trust and he couldn't forget that quickly. Forgive, yes, but not forget yet. *How're you?*
*I'm good, you?*
*Fine, fine. Had an EMT call this morning.*
*Brooke told me, that's awesome! I was thinking we could go out tonight and celebrate? If you don't have too much homework, that is.*
*I can't, I'm working late here tonight so I can spend all of Saturday with you.*
*Oh,* she looked crestfallen, *Well how about we celebrate Saturday then?*
*Sounds good, see you later!*
*Bye!* Catie waved, heading out. She had wanted to see more of him, she felt complete him. It was so weird not having Jamie with her all the time even after a year of going to different schools. Was this what college would be like? A feeling of incompleteness all the time?
***
Two days later, Jamie sat in web authoring still trying to work through his CGI script when Jermy walked in. *Hey,* Jermy signed stopping at Jamie's desk.
*Hey,* Jamie replied.
*Um...some girl came and told me what you did.*
*Who?*
*A tall blonde who couldn't sign very well and a shorter girl with brown hair who could sign. I think they were sisters. Blonde was hot.*
*Yeah, they're sisters. I work with them at the station. Val took you to the hospital.*
*Yeah. Um...I just wanted to say 'thanks'. I'm new to this diabetic thing, I guess I didn't take it seriously enough. And is the blonde seeing anyone?*
Jamie laughed, *No problem, but Val's got a crush on another guy. She's had it forever. Besides, there's a no interference rule for EMTS, can't date your patients, even after the fact.*
Jermy nodded thoughtfully, *You know something Jamie? You're not so bad.* Jeremy headed down to his own computer.
Jamie sat there for a minute with a little half grin. Then he got back to work on his web page.
***
A/N: nope, none.