Part Seven
Carter and Luka stood back from Dave as the firemen tried to remove the piece of metal from the train; they had made the decision that it was to risky to move Dave from metal so they would remove the majority of the metal from the train.
"He looks so pale." Carter could only murmur these words - the shock still sinking in. "Do you think he'll make it?"
"You know the situation Carter; blunt head trauma, severe internal bleeding, punctured lung and possible spinal damage. He'll make it because he's a fighter but he'll never be the same." Luka sighed and returned to Dave's side to offer some comfort to his friend.
Dave was trying to focus on the voices not the display above in the dark, he didn't know why but he just knew that it was wrong. Something was wrong with this situation he knew he was trapped in train seeing fireworks and speaking Spanish - the three things didn't exactly fit in his head.
"Papá." Dave called out in confusion he had disappeared in his vision and that worried him.
Luka's blurry face appeared in his line of vision he tried with all his remaining energy to concentrate on Luka he had to let him know what to do what to do when..IF he died. He was sure he would live but he wasn't one to tempt fate.
"Hey there buddy, you still with us?" Luka took over from the paramedic holding Dave's oxygen mask, he looked into his usually sparkling eyes which now seemed lost and scared.
"Luka?" Dave's voice was barley audible above the noise. "I want..you to..do something..for me." Dave's breathing was laboured and shallower with everyone he took.
"You have..to call.." Dave began with painstaking accuracy.
"Dave call whoever it is when we get to the hospital. I'm not doing anything for you because I know you and you're always shirking you responsibilities so no." Tough love was the way to go with Dave he had to think positively or he'd give up trying.
"Luka..please..I want to see her..you have to tell her.."
His eyes rolled back into his head, he began to shake violently so much so that Luka could barley hold him down and Carter heard the thudding from over by Charlie's body.
"DAVE! DAVE!" Luka screamed above the racket. "CARTER GET HERE NOW!"
Together they held his body down to stop the metal dislodging from Dave's side.
"Pulse is weak and thready, BP's down, breathing shallow and faint and he's losing more blood" The young paramedic reported back to Luka.
"We have to get him out of here NOW" Luka yelled as he pushed something into Dave's arm to control the seizure.
Carter and Luka stood back from Dave as the firemen tried to remove the piece of metal from the train; they had made the decision that it was to risky to move Dave from metal so they would remove the majority of the metal from the train.
"He looks so pale." Carter could only murmur these words - the shock still sinking in. "Do you think he'll make it?"
"You know the situation Carter; blunt head trauma, severe internal bleeding, punctured lung and possible spinal damage. He'll make it because he's a fighter but he'll never be the same." Luka sighed and returned to Dave's side to offer some comfort to his friend.
Dave was trying to focus on the voices not the display above in the dark, he didn't know why but he just knew that it was wrong. Something was wrong with this situation he knew he was trapped in train seeing fireworks and speaking Spanish - the three things didn't exactly fit in his head.
"Papá." Dave called out in confusion he had disappeared in his vision and that worried him.
Luka's blurry face appeared in his line of vision he tried with all his remaining energy to concentrate on Luka he had to let him know what to do what to do when..IF he died. He was sure he would live but he wasn't one to tempt fate.
"Hey there buddy, you still with us?" Luka took over from the paramedic holding Dave's oxygen mask, he looked into his usually sparkling eyes which now seemed lost and scared.
"Luka?" Dave's voice was barley audible above the noise. "I want..you to..do something..for me." Dave's breathing was laboured and shallower with everyone he took.
"You have..to call.." Dave began with painstaking accuracy.
"Dave call whoever it is when we get to the hospital. I'm not doing anything for you because I know you and you're always shirking you responsibilities so no." Tough love was the way to go with Dave he had to think positively or he'd give up trying.
"Luka..please..I want to see her..you have to tell her.."
His eyes rolled back into his head, he began to shake violently so much so that Luka could barley hold him down and Carter heard the thudding from over by Charlie's body.
"DAVE! DAVE!" Luka screamed above the racket. "CARTER GET HERE NOW!"
Together they held his body down to stop the metal dislodging from Dave's side.
"Pulse is weak and thready, BP's down, breathing shallow and faint and he's losing more blood" The young paramedic reported back to Luka.
"We have to get him out of here NOW" Luka yelled as he pushed something into Dave's arm to control the seizure.