Hit and Run
Chapter 8
Alex got cleaned up from taking care of the officers and was sitting in the waiting room with the rest of the NYPD and FDNY - or so it seemed. Relatives were coming and going, trying to find out if their relative was late coming home because they were involved in the melee. Luckily there had been no fatalities other than that of the one police officer.
The other two officers were still being assessed by the Emergency Room staff behind the doors. Ty and Sully walked into the waiting area and looked around. They caught site of Sgt. Christopher who was hovering around the Lieutenant waiting for instructions.
"Hey," said Sully as he walked up to the Sergeant. "Sully, Davis. Anything from the crime scene guys yet?" Christopher asked them. "Nah. Nothing yet. The plate was a phony so their running the VIN numbers to see if they can track down the ownership of the car. Any word yet?" Sully asked, referring to the two police officers.
"Nothing yet. But, it's pretty serious. Swersky had me bring the families over just in case. All the families are in that room down the hall waiting for word," said Christopher nodding his head in the direction of the room down the hall with the door closed and blinds drawn.
Davis caught site of Alex and nudged Sully to let him know that he was headed over in her direction. Davis walked over and stood next to Alex who was talking to some of the firefighters from the next shift. She felt his presence and looked in his direction, taking a step away from the group so she could talk to Ty privately.
"How are you doing?" he asked her, worried that she had seen this guy take out people she knew and cared about twice in two days. "I'm okay. I just can't believe it," she said, her eyes wide.
"So, how are they?" he asked her. "They're pretty bad Ty. I honestly don't know which way its gonna go," she said sadly. They stood together silently for a few moments, just watching the staff coming and going from the emergency department. "All in a day's work to them," Ty thought to himself as he looked on.
"Has anyone talked to Jimmy yet?" thought Ty.
"You know, I don't think anyone has. Maybe I'll take a walk up there and see how Kim's doing and let Jimmy know what happened. He'd want to know I think," she said.
"I'll come up with you," offered Ty. The two left to tell their partners where they were going and that they had their radios with them if they were needed.
Riding up in the elevator, Ty noticed Alex sort of shrink into the corner, her eyes filling with tears that she tried desperately to hold back. He moved over to her and put his arms around her. "Let it go Alex. It's okay," he soothed. As the elevator reached its destination she had been able to regain her composure and they stepped off and saw Jimmy at the coffee machine.
"Jimmy," Ty called to him. He looked up from his coffee and smiled. "Hey guys, what's going on?" he asked, not knowing about the tragedy that had again struck the 55th Precinct.
"How's Kim doing?" Alex asked first, not really wanting to tell him. He had enough to worry about right now.
"She's actually a little better," he said with a slight smile on his tired face. He looked like he hadn't left this floor in the past two days. "She's moving around a little, but she hasn't opened her eyes yet. The doctors say that's a good sign - that she's moving around so soon," he explained. "So, what did you guys bring in?" he asked, assuming that they had just brought in some drunk that got hurt or something.
"Um," started Alex, unable to get the words out. She looked down to the floor. "The psycho that hit Kim - he did it again," Ty said, taking the difficult task from Alex.
"What?!" exclaimed Jimmy. "Did you catch the son of a bitch? Did anyone get hurt?" he thought, immediately realizing what a stupid question that was seeing as they were at the hospital.
"Yeah, he plowed into an accident scene we were at," said Alex. "Hit a bunch of civilians and..." she stopped.
"And, what?" Jimmy prodded. "He took out three cops and some firefighters," finished Ty.
"How bad?" he asked, not believing that it had happened again.
"Nothing serious with the firefighters, just a few minor fractures and some cuts and bruises," Alex explained. "But, the cops," she paused. "One is dead and two are critical," she finished.
"Who is it?" Jimmy asked, afraid to know.
"Shore is dead - on impact we think. And Bosco and Faith are critical. They're in the ER right now," Ty reported.
"Jesus!" Jimmy exclaimed. "I gotta get down there," he said. He went in to Kim's room to let her mother know what was going on and that he was going to go down and check on everyone. Kim's mother looked up toward the heavens and crossed herself, saying a silent prayer for those injured in the latest assault.
Jimmy, Alex and Ty got back on the elevator and headed back to the emergency room. As they got off the elevator in the emergency room, they heard silence. For the amount of people in the waiting area, that was not normal. They noticed that all eyes were trained on the door down the hall.
"Oh my God," said Alex, thinking that one or both of the other officers had succumbed to their injuries. Ty quickly looked around for Sully and found him standing just off to the side of the elevator. He walked over to Sully and asked him what was going on. "They're telling Shore's family that he didn't make it," explained Sully in a whisper.
Ty thought back to the awful night when his father had been killed on the job. It was something he would never forget. And then he sadly remembered something that Shore had said to him just the other day before roll call. He and his wife were expecting their first child near Christmas. He was joking about making the cutoff for the tax deduction.
Ty walked over to Jimmy and Alex to fill them in on what was happening and then they heard the unmistakable sound of futures that had just been destroyed as they heard the cries coming from behind the closed door.
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In the Emergency Room, Bosco and Faith were separated by a curtain. A team of trauma doctors and staff were working on each of the officers. Orders were being called out and numbers were being read off of monitors and gauges. Equipment was efficiently being brought in, used and then removed from the area.
A chest tube had been placed in the side of Bosco's chest. Although both officers were hurt seriously, Bosco seemed to have absorbed the worst of it. An ultrasound of Faith's abdomen proved negative for any internal bleeding, but she was being sent for a CT Scan to evaluate the injury to her head. The ultrasound of Bosco had proven what the doctor suspected, he was bleeding internally and would be going to the operating room as soon as he was stabilized. The doctors were conferring on the order of things to come. Who would perform what procedure first on each patient. There were medical surgeries to be done as well as orthopedic surgeries to be carried out. The nurses were administering the proper medications to stabilize the patients and then one of the nurses called out to the doctor, "She's coming around, Doctor."
Faith had begun to wake up as her system began to recover from the shock of the injuries with the help of the treatment provided to her. She was trying to reach up with her good arm and remove the mask that was covering her face. She couldn't move her head or sit up because she was still strapped to the backboard until her neck could be cleared by x-ray. The nurse fought with her to leave the mask on, gently talking to her and trying to calm her down. "Officer Yokas. You were hit by a car and are in ER at Mercy. You have some serious injuries, but you're going to be fine. Please just try to relax so you don't hurt yourself further," she said quietly to her.
Faith was having none of it. She knew exactly what had happened and figured that she was in Mercy. She wanted to know how Bosco and Shore were. She remembered watching Shore fly up into the air and land hard. The next thing she knew, Bosco was running toward her as the car rapidly approached her. She turned to run, but tripped over a piece of car wreckage that was by her foot. When she had finally gotten up Bosco had reached her just as the car was upon her. Bosco tried to turn her so that he took the brunt of the impact. If he died because of her clumsiness she could never forgive herself. She didn't know what she would do if she lost him. It had taken them so long to finally find each other.
Faith continued to fight with the nurse until Proctor came over and nudged the other nurse out of the way. She was used to working with injured police officers and knew that the only way they would calm down was to know that their partner was okay, or at least wasn't dead.
Proctor said, "Faith. Calm down. Bosco is alive. He's in the next trauma bay and they're taking good care of him. He's going to need some surgery, but he's still alive," she said, making sure Faith understood what she was saying. Faith calmed a bit, but still wanted to know about Shore. He was her charge, her responsibility. "Shore," she said through the oxygen mask. Proctor hesitated for just a split second too long and Faith had her answer - Shore hadn't made it. Proctor saw the look of sadness and anger come over Faith's face and told her, "It was quick. He didn't feel anything Faith. He didn't suffer at all," she said soothingly.
Just then, Faith heard a bunch of alarms going off on the machines in the next bay and a scurry of activity. "We're losing him!" one of them yelled. Another was giving orders to administer medications.
"Bosco!" Faith yelled through her oxygen mask to her partner. "Bosco, don't you die on me! You fight you stubborn, pigheaded, son of a bitch!" she said, as she removed her oxygen mask so that he could hear her. She kept reaching out her good arm as if trying to reach through the curtain to him. Proctor kept trying to calm Faith down, but Faith kept reaching for him. Finally, Proctor realized what Faith was trying to do. She pulled the curtain open and shoved an intern that was doing nothing but observing out of the way. She pulled Faith's gurney over closer to Bosco's. She grabbed Bosco's hand and brought it over to Faith's hand. Faith grabbed on, instantly knowing that it was her partner's hand.
"You fight Bosco. Do you hear me? Don't you leave me here alone," she said as she squeezed his hand, trying to somehow give him whatever strength she could offer to him.
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TBC....
Hope you are liking this so far.
Chapter 8
Alex got cleaned up from taking care of the officers and was sitting in the waiting room with the rest of the NYPD and FDNY - or so it seemed. Relatives were coming and going, trying to find out if their relative was late coming home because they were involved in the melee. Luckily there had been no fatalities other than that of the one police officer.
The other two officers were still being assessed by the Emergency Room staff behind the doors. Ty and Sully walked into the waiting area and looked around. They caught site of Sgt. Christopher who was hovering around the Lieutenant waiting for instructions.
"Hey," said Sully as he walked up to the Sergeant. "Sully, Davis. Anything from the crime scene guys yet?" Christopher asked them. "Nah. Nothing yet. The plate was a phony so their running the VIN numbers to see if they can track down the ownership of the car. Any word yet?" Sully asked, referring to the two police officers.
"Nothing yet. But, it's pretty serious. Swersky had me bring the families over just in case. All the families are in that room down the hall waiting for word," said Christopher nodding his head in the direction of the room down the hall with the door closed and blinds drawn.
Davis caught site of Alex and nudged Sully to let him know that he was headed over in her direction. Davis walked over and stood next to Alex who was talking to some of the firefighters from the next shift. She felt his presence and looked in his direction, taking a step away from the group so she could talk to Ty privately.
"How are you doing?" he asked her, worried that she had seen this guy take out people she knew and cared about twice in two days. "I'm okay. I just can't believe it," she said, her eyes wide.
"So, how are they?" he asked her. "They're pretty bad Ty. I honestly don't know which way its gonna go," she said sadly. They stood together silently for a few moments, just watching the staff coming and going from the emergency department. "All in a day's work to them," Ty thought to himself as he looked on.
"Has anyone talked to Jimmy yet?" thought Ty.
"You know, I don't think anyone has. Maybe I'll take a walk up there and see how Kim's doing and let Jimmy know what happened. He'd want to know I think," she said.
"I'll come up with you," offered Ty. The two left to tell their partners where they were going and that they had their radios with them if they were needed.
Riding up in the elevator, Ty noticed Alex sort of shrink into the corner, her eyes filling with tears that she tried desperately to hold back. He moved over to her and put his arms around her. "Let it go Alex. It's okay," he soothed. As the elevator reached its destination she had been able to regain her composure and they stepped off and saw Jimmy at the coffee machine.
"Jimmy," Ty called to him. He looked up from his coffee and smiled. "Hey guys, what's going on?" he asked, not knowing about the tragedy that had again struck the 55th Precinct.
"How's Kim doing?" Alex asked first, not really wanting to tell him. He had enough to worry about right now.
"She's actually a little better," he said with a slight smile on his tired face. He looked like he hadn't left this floor in the past two days. "She's moving around a little, but she hasn't opened her eyes yet. The doctors say that's a good sign - that she's moving around so soon," he explained. "So, what did you guys bring in?" he asked, assuming that they had just brought in some drunk that got hurt or something.
"Um," started Alex, unable to get the words out. She looked down to the floor. "The psycho that hit Kim - he did it again," Ty said, taking the difficult task from Alex.
"What?!" exclaimed Jimmy. "Did you catch the son of a bitch? Did anyone get hurt?" he thought, immediately realizing what a stupid question that was seeing as they were at the hospital.
"Yeah, he plowed into an accident scene we were at," said Alex. "Hit a bunch of civilians and..." she stopped.
"And, what?" Jimmy prodded. "He took out three cops and some firefighters," finished Ty.
"How bad?" he asked, not believing that it had happened again.
"Nothing serious with the firefighters, just a few minor fractures and some cuts and bruises," Alex explained. "But, the cops," she paused. "One is dead and two are critical," she finished.
"Who is it?" Jimmy asked, afraid to know.
"Shore is dead - on impact we think. And Bosco and Faith are critical. They're in the ER right now," Ty reported.
"Jesus!" Jimmy exclaimed. "I gotta get down there," he said. He went in to Kim's room to let her mother know what was going on and that he was going to go down and check on everyone. Kim's mother looked up toward the heavens and crossed herself, saying a silent prayer for those injured in the latest assault.
Jimmy, Alex and Ty got back on the elevator and headed back to the emergency room. As they got off the elevator in the emergency room, they heard silence. For the amount of people in the waiting area, that was not normal. They noticed that all eyes were trained on the door down the hall.
"Oh my God," said Alex, thinking that one or both of the other officers had succumbed to their injuries. Ty quickly looked around for Sully and found him standing just off to the side of the elevator. He walked over to Sully and asked him what was going on. "They're telling Shore's family that he didn't make it," explained Sully in a whisper.
Ty thought back to the awful night when his father had been killed on the job. It was something he would never forget. And then he sadly remembered something that Shore had said to him just the other day before roll call. He and his wife were expecting their first child near Christmas. He was joking about making the cutoff for the tax deduction.
Ty walked over to Jimmy and Alex to fill them in on what was happening and then they heard the unmistakable sound of futures that had just been destroyed as they heard the cries coming from behind the closed door.
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In the Emergency Room, Bosco and Faith were separated by a curtain. A team of trauma doctors and staff were working on each of the officers. Orders were being called out and numbers were being read off of monitors and gauges. Equipment was efficiently being brought in, used and then removed from the area.
A chest tube had been placed in the side of Bosco's chest. Although both officers were hurt seriously, Bosco seemed to have absorbed the worst of it. An ultrasound of Faith's abdomen proved negative for any internal bleeding, but she was being sent for a CT Scan to evaluate the injury to her head. The ultrasound of Bosco had proven what the doctor suspected, he was bleeding internally and would be going to the operating room as soon as he was stabilized. The doctors were conferring on the order of things to come. Who would perform what procedure first on each patient. There were medical surgeries to be done as well as orthopedic surgeries to be carried out. The nurses were administering the proper medications to stabilize the patients and then one of the nurses called out to the doctor, "She's coming around, Doctor."
Faith had begun to wake up as her system began to recover from the shock of the injuries with the help of the treatment provided to her. She was trying to reach up with her good arm and remove the mask that was covering her face. She couldn't move her head or sit up because she was still strapped to the backboard until her neck could be cleared by x-ray. The nurse fought with her to leave the mask on, gently talking to her and trying to calm her down. "Officer Yokas. You were hit by a car and are in ER at Mercy. You have some serious injuries, but you're going to be fine. Please just try to relax so you don't hurt yourself further," she said quietly to her.
Faith was having none of it. She knew exactly what had happened and figured that she was in Mercy. She wanted to know how Bosco and Shore were. She remembered watching Shore fly up into the air and land hard. The next thing she knew, Bosco was running toward her as the car rapidly approached her. She turned to run, but tripped over a piece of car wreckage that was by her foot. When she had finally gotten up Bosco had reached her just as the car was upon her. Bosco tried to turn her so that he took the brunt of the impact. If he died because of her clumsiness she could never forgive herself. She didn't know what she would do if she lost him. It had taken them so long to finally find each other.
Faith continued to fight with the nurse until Proctor came over and nudged the other nurse out of the way. She was used to working with injured police officers and knew that the only way they would calm down was to know that their partner was okay, or at least wasn't dead.
Proctor said, "Faith. Calm down. Bosco is alive. He's in the next trauma bay and they're taking good care of him. He's going to need some surgery, but he's still alive," she said, making sure Faith understood what she was saying. Faith calmed a bit, but still wanted to know about Shore. He was her charge, her responsibility. "Shore," she said through the oxygen mask. Proctor hesitated for just a split second too long and Faith had her answer - Shore hadn't made it. Proctor saw the look of sadness and anger come over Faith's face and told her, "It was quick. He didn't feel anything Faith. He didn't suffer at all," she said soothingly.
Just then, Faith heard a bunch of alarms going off on the machines in the next bay and a scurry of activity. "We're losing him!" one of them yelled. Another was giving orders to administer medications.
"Bosco!" Faith yelled through her oxygen mask to her partner. "Bosco, don't you die on me! You fight you stubborn, pigheaded, son of a bitch!" she said, as she removed her oxygen mask so that he could hear her. She kept reaching out her good arm as if trying to reach through the curtain to him. Proctor kept trying to calm Faith down, but Faith kept reaching for him. Finally, Proctor realized what Faith was trying to do. She pulled the curtain open and shoved an intern that was doing nothing but observing out of the way. She pulled Faith's gurney over closer to Bosco's. She grabbed Bosco's hand and brought it over to Faith's hand. Faith grabbed on, instantly knowing that it was her partner's hand.
"You fight Bosco. Do you hear me? Don't you leave me here alone," she said as she squeezed his hand, trying to somehow give him whatever strength she could offer to him.
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TBC....
Hope you are liking this so far.