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for all the reviews guys!!!!!! Oh n this chapter is writing sort of more
from Margarets point of view so you can get some of her thoughts n stuff**
Everything went into slow motion. Margaret watched on in horror as the car took out Connors legs from beneath him. The driver didn't stop but swerved violently causing Connor to roll off the car bonnet, bouncing off a nearby parked car and coming to rest in a bloody broken heap at the roadside.
For a second no one said anything or moved a millimetre. 'Major Houlahan' kicked in. "Jo, Phoebe go get help-ring an ambulance!" She ordered. Jo and Phoebe nodded and ran off. Margaret was at Connors side in an instant, assessing his injuries, checking his pulse.there was no pulse.
Margaret yanked Connors rucksack, for the moment not caring of the damage she could be doing to him. "Don't you dare die!" She yelled furiously compressing his chest "I haven't finished with you yet!" She breathed air into his lungs and began compressing his chest again. "You don't get away with just turning up on my doorstep then dying!" She continued "Im waiting for a very good explanation!!!!!" She breathed air into him again. She checked his pulse again-it was weak and thready.
She hadn't been prepared for this. Normally she would've sprung into action straight away.but this.this.was different.the likeness between Hawkeye and the boy laying in the middle of the road was uncanny.and.the expression on his face was something she hadn't seen for eighteen years. It was the exact same expression she'd seen Hawkeye wear: one of mingled surprise, terror and agony. To her it was like seeing Hawkeye get run over. Margaret had been so angry with them both but seeing him bleeding before her, it had struck a chord deep inside of her. All her efforts were put into now trying to keep the bleeding under control, the combined stress and anger had helped her the rip the sleeves off her shirt to use as makeshift bandages.
There was the sound of pounding feet and Phoebe and Jo reappeared looking pale and shocked. "They're coming mom" said Phoebe quietly. "Mom is he gonna be ok?" Asked Jo in a small voice. Margaret was saved from responding by Connor gagging on the blood in his mouth.
To say Margaret was relieved when the paramedics turned up 5 minutes later was an understatement. Connor was bleeding freely, his own blood blocking his airway they had to tube him. Margaret forced the girls to look away.
----- ------- -------- -------- ---------- ---------- ------------ -------- ------ -------- ------- ---------- Hawkeye sipped at his coffee mulling over the days events in his mind. "I think my brains gonna explode" He told the cushion ruefully "To much information in too short a time, its worse than med school! At least I almost knew what I was doing then!!"
The phone rang, Hawkeye dropped his coffee and swore loudly. He snatched the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hawkeye its Rob"
"Rob unless this is an offering to get plastered, Im not interested"
"For gods sakes just listen to me!"
"Fine. What do you want"
"Hawkeye theres been an accident."
***dun dun DDUUUNNNN!!!! Heh he heh! You know what? Im beginning to think I should've planned this first! I honestly have no idea how this will end! Please read and review!!!***
Everything went into slow motion. Margaret watched on in horror as the car took out Connors legs from beneath him. The driver didn't stop but swerved violently causing Connor to roll off the car bonnet, bouncing off a nearby parked car and coming to rest in a bloody broken heap at the roadside.
For a second no one said anything or moved a millimetre. 'Major Houlahan' kicked in. "Jo, Phoebe go get help-ring an ambulance!" She ordered. Jo and Phoebe nodded and ran off. Margaret was at Connors side in an instant, assessing his injuries, checking his pulse.there was no pulse.
Margaret yanked Connors rucksack, for the moment not caring of the damage she could be doing to him. "Don't you dare die!" She yelled furiously compressing his chest "I haven't finished with you yet!" She breathed air into his lungs and began compressing his chest again. "You don't get away with just turning up on my doorstep then dying!" She continued "Im waiting for a very good explanation!!!!!" She breathed air into him again. She checked his pulse again-it was weak and thready.
She hadn't been prepared for this. Normally she would've sprung into action straight away.but this.this.was different.the likeness between Hawkeye and the boy laying in the middle of the road was uncanny.and.the expression on his face was something she hadn't seen for eighteen years. It was the exact same expression she'd seen Hawkeye wear: one of mingled surprise, terror and agony. To her it was like seeing Hawkeye get run over. Margaret had been so angry with them both but seeing him bleeding before her, it had struck a chord deep inside of her. All her efforts were put into now trying to keep the bleeding under control, the combined stress and anger had helped her the rip the sleeves off her shirt to use as makeshift bandages.
There was the sound of pounding feet and Phoebe and Jo reappeared looking pale and shocked. "They're coming mom" said Phoebe quietly. "Mom is he gonna be ok?" Asked Jo in a small voice. Margaret was saved from responding by Connor gagging on the blood in his mouth.
To say Margaret was relieved when the paramedics turned up 5 minutes later was an understatement. Connor was bleeding freely, his own blood blocking his airway they had to tube him. Margaret forced the girls to look away.
----- ------- -------- -------- ---------- ---------- ------------ -------- ------ -------- ------- ---------- Hawkeye sipped at his coffee mulling over the days events in his mind. "I think my brains gonna explode" He told the cushion ruefully "To much information in too short a time, its worse than med school! At least I almost knew what I was doing then!!"
The phone rang, Hawkeye dropped his coffee and swore loudly. He snatched the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hawkeye its Rob"
"Rob unless this is an offering to get plastered, Im not interested"
"For gods sakes just listen to me!"
"Fine. What do you want"
"Hawkeye theres been an accident."
***dun dun DDUUUNNNN!!!! Heh he heh! You know what? Im beginning to think I should've planned this first! I honestly have no idea how this will end! Please read and review!!!***