Title - Every Day Dawns
Author - Katriona
E-mail - JNButler19@aol.com
Rating - PG-13 just in case, but not sure
Summary - Abby and Carter are together, but something major will happen.
Authors note - AU fic. It's the first fanfic I've had the courage to let others read. Please R and R, I need all the help I can get!
Disclaimer - I don't own anything, etc.
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Survival
Susan's POV
I stand in the ambulance bay with Luka and Kerry, waiting for my best friend. They all look worried, anxious, and my mind begins to wander. A few hours ago, John and Abby were dancing, swirling and twirling in each other's arms, smiles spread across their faces and almost laughing with happiness. Now, this. Carter inside, waiting for surgery, and us standing here, not knowing what disaster the rig might bring, what pain, what suffering. We know it's bad, but how bad. Will she have a pulse, will she be DOA? As the ambulance pulls up, I breathe in deeply. I guess I am about to find out.
The doors open and the paramedic jumps down as hands reach out to help her, and there is a sharp intake of breath all around as we see her.
'Unconscious, severe chest and abdominal bleeding, severe head trauma, BP 80 over 60 and falling fast, SATS 75.' Kerry speaks up admonishingly.
'With SATS that low she should have been intubated already.' The paramedic shrugs as she is taken into the trauma room, and for a split second, I watch, looking in as an outsider, hardly able to take in what I see.
She looks so small, her brown hair coated with blood and oil as it lies against the white of the gurney, her head and neck stabilised, and Chuny bagging her. There is blood everywhere, all over her chest and abdomen, covering her clothes. As Malik cuts the clothes off her legs, I can see the lacerations that cover them, deep and caked with sticky black oil, with blood streaming down them. Just for a second, as I move closer, I catch sight of her left hand, and see the white gold ring still shining, before blood covers her fingers, and I go into doctor mode. Kerry moves round and Haleh hands her the intubation tube, and the alarms begin to go off as her SATS fall even more, she mutters to herself as she struggles to see, and the room goes silent, the beeps of warning cutting through the air. We wait for a second, and then she is in, and Chuny returns to bagging her, as we watch as her SATS climb quickly.
'Ok, C-spine, chest and pelvis, head CT' and I begin to blank out as Kerry reels of the medical terms I know so well, yet suddenly they mean nothing to me as I stand watching.
Elizabeth comes in, and asks how she is, and, looking through the open door, I can see John watching before it swings shut again, and the pain and agony I saw on his face is gone. Kerry has the portable ultrasound in her hand and is scanning her abdomen when, suddenly, she stops.
'Oh my god. She's pregnant.' The room goes silent again, and Chuny breaks it.
'How far?' Kerry looks harder, 'About eight weeks. It looks fine, the heartbeat is good, and there is plenty of fluid, no signs of bleeding or trauma.' Looking at Abby it seems hard to believe that something so little, so vulnerable could escape harm, but it has.
'Do you think they know?' I speak for the first time, and Kerry looks up.
'Probably not.' She looks as though she might say more but alarms go off again as Abby goes into V-tach. Suddenly, everyone moves again, and the paddles are brought out.
'Charging to 200. Clear.' Kerry shocks her, and her tiny body jerks, blood oozing out again.
'Nothing. Charging to 360. Clear.' This time there is a sinus rhythm, and everyone breathes a sigh of relief, but as Elizabeth assesses her many, horrific injuries, we all know that her chance of survival is almost non- existent.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------- Sorry this bit is so short. Having major confidence issues and I don't know whether to continue, it's not exactly an original plot. Anyway, please R&R, I need all the encouragement and advice I can get, and it is really appreciated.
Author - Katriona
E-mail - JNButler19@aol.com
Rating - PG-13 just in case, but not sure
Summary - Abby and Carter are together, but something major will happen.
Authors note - AU fic. It's the first fanfic I've had the courage to let others read. Please R and R, I need all the help I can get!
Disclaimer - I don't own anything, etc.
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Survival
Susan's POV
I stand in the ambulance bay with Luka and Kerry, waiting for my best friend. They all look worried, anxious, and my mind begins to wander. A few hours ago, John and Abby were dancing, swirling and twirling in each other's arms, smiles spread across their faces and almost laughing with happiness. Now, this. Carter inside, waiting for surgery, and us standing here, not knowing what disaster the rig might bring, what pain, what suffering. We know it's bad, but how bad. Will she have a pulse, will she be DOA? As the ambulance pulls up, I breathe in deeply. I guess I am about to find out.
The doors open and the paramedic jumps down as hands reach out to help her, and there is a sharp intake of breath all around as we see her.
'Unconscious, severe chest and abdominal bleeding, severe head trauma, BP 80 over 60 and falling fast, SATS 75.' Kerry speaks up admonishingly.
'With SATS that low she should have been intubated already.' The paramedic shrugs as she is taken into the trauma room, and for a split second, I watch, looking in as an outsider, hardly able to take in what I see.
She looks so small, her brown hair coated with blood and oil as it lies against the white of the gurney, her head and neck stabilised, and Chuny bagging her. There is blood everywhere, all over her chest and abdomen, covering her clothes. As Malik cuts the clothes off her legs, I can see the lacerations that cover them, deep and caked with sticky black oil, with blood streaming down them. Just for a second, as I move closer, I catch sight of her left hand, and see the white gold ring still shining, before blood covers her fingers, and I go into doctor mode. Kerry moves round and Haleh hands her the intubation tube, and the alarms begin to go off as her SATS fall even more, she mutters to herself as she struggles to see, and the room goes silent, the beeps of warning cutting through the air. We wait for a second, and then she is in, and Chuny returns to bagging her, as we watch as her SATS climb quickly.
'Ok, C-spine, chest and pelvis, head CT' and I begin to blank out as Kerry reels of the medical terms I know so well, yet suddenly they mean nothing to me as I stand watching.
Elizabeth comes in, and asks how she is, and, looking through the open door, I can see John watching before it swings shut again, and the pain and agony I saw on his face is gone. Kerry has the portable ultrasound in her hand and is scanning her abdomen when, suddenly, she stops.
'Oh my god. She's pregnant.' The room goes silent again, and Chuny breaks it.
'How far?' Kerry looks harder, 'About eight weeks. It looks fine, the heartbeat is good, and there is plenty of fluid, no signs of bleeding or trauma.' Looking at Abby it seems hard to believe that something so little, so vulnerable could escape harm, but it has.
'Do you think they know?' I speak for the first time, and Kerry looks up.
'Probably not.' She looks as though she might say more but alarms go off again as Abby goes into V-tach. Suddenly, everyone moves again, and the paddles are brought out.
'Charging to 200. Clear.' Kerry shocks her, and her tiny body jerks, blood oozing out again.
'Nothing. Charging to 360. Clear.' This time there is a sinus rhythm, and everyone breathes a sigh of relief, but as Elizabeth assesses her many, horrific injuries, we all know that her chance of survival is almost non- existent.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------- Sorry this bit is so short. Having major confidence issues and I don't know whether to continue, it's not exactly an original plot. Anyway, please R&R, I need all the encouragement and advice I can get, and it is really appreciated.
