Field med
By Sinful Starlet
Disclaimer: once more for the record - not mine, never will be, yada yada yada! You get the idea!
Rating: probably PG-13, nothing really worse than the show, I don't think anyway
Summary: When Max gets injured in the line of duty - who will be the one to save her? Max gets the chance to re-evaluate the relationships in her life, and come to some decisions once and for all.
Author's note: Okay, yet another Max/Alec fic. Sorry to all you Max/Logan shippers, but this will forever be my favourite pairing so I'm sticking with it! I should also point out that my medical knowledge is based on nothing more than a couple of years of watching ER, so if it's completely ridiculous in that respect - sorry! I'm using the situation for dramatic impact, not medical accuracy! Think that's about it. This takes place right after 'Hello, Goodbye', but basically everything after that never existed in my world.
Extra note: Apologies to all those waiting for updates for 'Max & Alec + another locked room = ?' and 'A Freak Odyssey'. I promise, I will eventually get round to finishing those stories but I've been seriously busy with uni this term. In the meantime, this is the beginning of another idea I had a while back so I hope that sort of compensates for the time being!
Hope ya like it anyway! *SS*
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Field med
By Sinful Starlet
Intro
The door burst open and they struggled inside, the smaller of the two figures coming after the first, her breathing laboured and her movement uncharacteristically awkward. He rushed forwards ahead of her, clearing the couch and turning round just in time to catch hold of her hands and help her to lay down on it. "Don't say it," she said as she gasped with the pain and saw the expression on her face, "a hospital's not an option - what do you think White'll be doing right now?"
She adjusted her position a little and removed the makeshift bandages she'd been holding against her stomach. "Max," he said, his voice sounding shaky and full of fear, "we've got to do something. You've already lost a lot of blood, and I can't help you - if you don't get to a hospital soon you're-----". Again, she cut him off, her breath sounding more and more ragged as the pain coursed through her, "I can't go to a hospital - not with White watching. If I go, he'll find me, and he'll take me, and there'll be nothing you can do about it".
Those last words stung a little more than he would have liked, but he knew she was being honest - a lot more honest than he was able to be right now. "Okay," he said, thinking as he walked quickly to the kitchen and returned with some towels to stem the bleeding, "okay, so we call someone," he went on, already grabbing the phone and punching in numbers, " - Sam, Beverly Shankar - they'd come, and they'd---".
"They'd be followed," Max interrupted again, though it was taking every last ounce of strength in her to keep talking, "White'll know enough by now to know that they've both helped me in the past, it's not safe". "Then who?" he broke in, his voice sounding increasingly desperate as he knelt beside her, willing her to hold on, wishing he could do something, anything to help.
She was beginning to fade though, he could see it and the thought of what could happen was more terrifying to him than anything else he could have imagined. Her eyes closed for a second before she spoke again, and he gripped her hand firmly, trying to find her fingers beneath the layers of glove dividing them. He sighed in relief as her eyes opened again and she managed to say a single word - the one word he truly did not want to hear at that moment, "Alec".
He was all ready to come up with a dozen reasons not to call him, him of all people, but he never got a chance to say anything. Her voice disrupted his silent train of thought, sounding more and more feint as she went on, ".....call Alec....." she managed to lift her head enough to look him straight in the eye as she said, "....call him, Logan - please---". That was all she could say though, her head fell back against the couch and she passed out completely.
Well, that was a cheerful little beginning wasn't it? Just another idea I had for how to approach the whole post-Hello Goodbye thing. As always, I will try and update soon, but can't promise anything right now. Hope you liked it anyway. *SS*