Part Nine

They huddled together outside in the cold, not one of them spoke each was in their own little world preparing for the task ahead.

It had taken Kerry a while to organise who should help with Dave and who should return to their normal duties. She knew that Carter and Luka should really be relieved and thoroughly checked but they would never leave Dave when he was so ill.

She had instructed Jing-Mei, Mark and Cleo to keep the ER flowing with the help of Chuny, Haleh and Yosh while she, Luka, Carter, Abby and Romano dealt with Dave.

She felt her heart twinge as she watched Jing-Mei take her patient into curtain three, she had been so eager to help but Kerry had advised against it, she was too close to Dave to be impartial.

Inside Trauma Two lay prepped for his arrival and as the sirens grew closer the atmosphere became tenser. Kerry as head of the trauma team knew she had to say something - just enough to get them in a working frame of mind. "Right I know we're all on edge this patient is a friend and colleague but we have to stay focused on the task ahead."

The ambulance headlights came into view and in a flash Carter's head appeared at the back door of the rig. "Twenty-eight-year old male intubated at the scene head injuries started seizing in the train but it's under control now, fractured ribs and decreased breath sounds on the left he's been unconscious throughout. It looks like the metal has caused internal bleeding but can't tell from where as we can't get a clear view. Where are we going?"

Carters question brought and abrupt end to the bullet about Dave's condition because he had just realised he was running through the ER with no idea where he was going.

"Trauma Two." Abby snapped, swiftly taking over bagging Dave.

" Let's get some type specific." Luka said as they entered the room. "OK on my count. Nice and easy.1.2.3."

"Get a line in, he's punctured his lung."

"Have that ultrasound ready I want to see what I'm dealing with before I take him up to surgery." Romano barked.

"Chest tube's in." Carter said as he moved back surveying his friend's broken body.

"Heart beat is low 3 of Atropine....Too late he's in V-Fib"

"Damn it," Kerry said as she reached for the paddles, "Charging 200... Clear" she yelled.

"Nothing" Abby replied

"Again, 300.....Clear."