What is this life if full of care? Part 22 Semi-precious

For what seemed like an eternity I lay on the bed in the infirmary watching and listening to what was happening in the base. Twenty minutes ago a young SF stormed into the rooming calling for medical assistance in the holding cell. I waited for Daniel to be rolled in on the trolley so when Kynthia rolled in I was more than a little surprised.

Now I'm waiting for news on what is happening in my lab. A few nurses are still floating around the infirmary but none know what is going on. I sigh. I wish someone would come and tell me what was happening.

No one does.

"Nurse!" I call to the young woman who walks past my bed. "Is there any news on what is happening down in the lab?"

The young nurse shakes her head and purses her lips.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, no news. I'm sure everything's fine… we'd have heard otherwise," she smiles and turns to leave when suddenly the overhead klaxons sound signalling an emergency.

"Speak so soon?" I say to the nurse and fling the covers off my bed.

"Ma'am that really isn't wise! I am ordering you to get back in bed," she says anxiously and walks back towards me and places a hand on my shoulder.

"And let who-knows-what to happen to my friends? No I think I'll go down there!" I shrug her hand away and propel myself upwards.

"And what about the family you have inside you? What is something happens to you? Who knows what will happen to the baby…" she says as way of persuasion… and it worked.

I slink back into my bed and pull the covers up to my chin and watch as several more groups of SF's swarm past the door several feet away from the end of my bed.

The loud noise has been silenced but the lights still flash.

I need to know what is happening.

The door on the left at the bottom of my bed is flung open and a cart is rolled in with Janet on it, masses of medics around her – one sitting astride her giving CPR.

I am too busy watching Janet's cart to notice the other one being wheeled in until I hear someone – I think its Daniel – yell:

"Get her out of here!"

I turn and look at where to voice came from – sure enough it was Daniel – and notice the second cart.

It's Jack.

Much like Janet, there is a male medic sitting beside him giving CPR and another pressing the mask over his mouth whenever the other medic tells her too.

The nurse from before – Jennings I think she's called – pulls back my covers and attempts to pull me up. I resist until I realise what she is doing and allow her to do it. She ushers me towards the door but I have to pass Jack to get out them fully. When I am level with his bed I begin to struggle with her and pull myself towards Jack's bed where he is now strapped up to a heart monitor and is being 'zapped' by paddles.

The nurse manages to get me out the door and I am halfway down the corridor when I hear the beginnings of a steady beep-beep from one of the heart monitors.

But my other ear picks up the other sound.

"Time of death… 19:03," Dr Warner announces.

TBC? Maybe…