The Longest Day
Part 15
Note- Thanks a ton for the reviews they rock. I don't have a beta reader yet, but next week my friend is going to do that for me so you guys will have to read the original. I hope that it is good (crossing fingers)
Jay stood up and picked up his chair. Carter sat still knowing Jay's next move; as the chair came swinging at Carter's head he fell to his side avoiding contact with it, but sending sharp resonating pain throughout his body. He closed his eyes as the pain shot through him, but regained composure to avoid losing control of the situation. He moved his hands to push himself up, but his mussels refused to do the chore. Carter willed himself to move yet sparked no reaction. He could feel the world around him becoming numb as a deep endless pit of darkness overtook him in a wave of dizziness and strain.
Jay moved in closer to Carter unsure if he was really out of it or just faking. He watched the still body and listened to the raspy breaths that filled the room. Jay pulled up another chair from around the table and sat closely to Carter as he worked out a new plan and tried to take control of the new situation.
...In the hall...
Peter listened to the conversation unsure of what he was hearing. Mark tapped Peter on the shoulder but he didn't stir from his position. Peter whispered softly "I can't hear Carter well but I hear Mr. Drake he doesn't sound happy... wait they stopped talking" A loud crash caused Peter to jump and pull his stethoscope from his ears. Just then one of the policemen walked up with a concerned look on his face.
"What's going on in there?" Peter gave them a puzzled look "We don't know, we are outside waiting just like you" there was anger building in Peter's voice as he spoke. He replaced his stethoscope and prepared to listen again, but there was no sound just emptiness that sent chills up Peter's spine.
Peter lifted his head up as he looked at all of the faces surrounding him questioning him in without a word. "I can't hear anything" he said with a sigh as his mind ran through scenarios of 'what ifs' He pulled himself back to reality to find the noise of the ER comforting compared to the pure silence that haunts his thoughts.
...Back to the lounge...
Carter laid still as the world came back into focus he could fell Jay's eyes watching over him. He racked his brain trying to figure out a way to free himself from this situation. He opened his eyes slightly to see the shadows under the door. Carter wondered why no one was helping him and how they could just leave him there with a psycho.
Jay watched as Carter opened his eyes, but did not stir from his position. Jay could hear the muffled voices outside of the door. He turned his head to see the shadows and wondered what would happen next and how much longer he would have to make his next move which brought about the thought of what his next move should be. All the questions racing through Jay's head caused him to rub his temples as he felt a head ache coming on.
Carter willed all of his strength to lift himself up, but it was still no use he needed help. He prayed for someone to come to his aid, but he was alone for now and would have to save himself. He closed his eyes tightly as a wave of pain ran up his spine leaving him with a pounding in his head. His chest felt like it was on fire as he took each breath. He coughed slightly and could fell the blood as it trickled from the corner of his mouth. He felt like he was dieing as chills over took his ravaged body.
Jay needed to find a way out and he knew that Carter was his only hope so killing him as of yet would not him any good. Jay stood up from the chair and knelt down beside the fragile form of Dr. John Carter. He lifted him up to a standing position and carter yelped out of pain. "Walk" Jay growl the order as he roughly pushed the gun to Carter's back "Don't mess around or I'll kill you and whoever gets in the way". Jay leaned himself against the door to the lounge where he could hear the people talking outside. He knocked his free hand against the door to gather their attention.
"Get away from the door and if there are any cops out there drop your weapons or the doc here dies, you have ten seconds to move out of the way you play along and all will be ok" with that he could hear their feet moving along the floor away from the lounge. Jay unlocked the door and stepped out revealing Carter in front of him.
The hospital seemed silent as the shock of Carters physical appearance sank in. Behind the admit desk the nurses sobbed at the scene. Peter and Mark could feel their hearts braking at the sight. When Jay emerged anger and fear swept through the ER. Peter realized that Mr. Drake was the same guy as before. He felt the rage build up inside of him 'How could this be happening' obstructed his mind as he stared on in horror.
Jay turned his head quickly as something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. "Put the gun down!" he ordered. With that he wrapped his arm around Carter to keep him on his feet and pulled the gun around to the side of his head. He stared blindly at the policemen as he held his position. "Put the gun down!" he said again in a more forceful tone. He griped the gun tightly as if daring the policemen to disobey the command.
With the threat obvious to everyone the Policemen lowered his weapon to the ground and helplessness engulfed the surrounding audience.
Jay squeezed Carter to make him move with him and the action caused Carter to groan as he opened his eyes to see the horrible scene that he knew would stay with him forever. He watched his colleagues and friends stand there scared. He wished he could do something, but he was in no condition to win. Jay moved slowly for the exit as everyone looked on unsure of what to do next.
Note- There you go, well I will try to get another chapter out tomorrow, but sadly no promises. Have a great day and review or e-mail whatever works.
Note- Thanks a ton for the reviews they rock. I don't have a beta reader yet, but next week my friend is going to do that for me so you guys will have to read the original. I hope that it is good (crossing fingers)
Jay stood up and picked up his chair. Carter sat still knowing Jay's next move; as the chair came swinging at Carter's head he fell to his side avoiding contact with it, but sending sharp resonating pain throughout his body. He closed his eyes as the pain shot through him, but regained composure to avoid losing control of the situation. He moved his hands to push himself up, but his mussels refused to do the chore. Carter willed himself to move yet sparked no reaction. He could feel the world around him becoming numb as a deep endless pit of darkness overtook him in a wave of dizziness and strain.
Jay moved in closer to Carter unsure if he was really out of it or just faking. He watched the still body and listened to the raspy breaths that filled the room. Jay pulled up another chair from around the table and sat closely to Carter as he worked out a new plan and tried to take control of the new situation.
...In the hall...
Peter listened to the conversation unsure of what he was hearing. Mark tapped Peter on the shoulder but he didn't stir from his position. Peter whispered softly "I can't hear Carter well but I hear Mr. Drake he doesn't sound happy... wait they stopped talking" A loud crash caused Peter to jump and pull his stethoscope from his ears. Just then one of the policemen walked up with a concerned look on his face.
"What's going on in there?" Peter gave them a puzzled look "We don't know, we are outside waiting just like you" there was anger building in Peter's voice as he spoke. He replaced his stethoscope and prepared to listen again, but there was no sound just emptiness that sent chills up Peter's spine.
Peter lifted his head up as he looked at all of the faces surrounding him questioning him in without a word. "I can't hear anything" he said with a sigh as his mind ran through scenarios of 'what ifs' He pulled himself back to reality to find the noise of the ER comforting compared to the pure silence that haunts his thoughts.
...Back to the lounge...
Carter laid still as the world came back into focus he could fell Jay's eyes watching over him. He racked his brain trying to figure out a way to free himself from this situation. He opened his eyes slightly to see the shadows under the door. Carter wondered why no one was helping him and how they could just leave him there with a psycho.
Jay watched as Carter opened his eyes, but did not stir from his position. Jay could hear the muffled voices outside of the door. He turned his head to see the shadows and wondered what would happen next and how much longer he would have to make his next move which brought about the thought of what his next move should be. All the questions racing through Jay's head caused him to rub his temples as he felt a head ache coming on.
Carter willed all of his strength to lift himself up, but it was still no use he needed help. He prayed for someone to come to his aid, but he was alone for now and would have to save himself. He closed his eyes tightly as a wave of pain ran up his spine leaving him with a pounding in his head. His chest felt like it was on fire as he took each breath. He coughed slightly and could fell the blood as it trickled from the corner of his mouth. He felt like he was dieing as chills over took his ravaged body.
Jay needed to find a way out and he knew that Carter was his only hope so killing him as of yet would not him any good. Jay stood up from the chair and knelt down beside the fragile form of Dr. John Carter. He lifted him up to a standing position and carter yelped out of pain. "Walk" Jay growl the order as he roughly pushed the gun to Carter's back "Don't mess around or I'll kill you and whoever gets in the way". Jay leaned himself against the door to the lounge where he could hear the people talking outside. He knocked his free hand against the door to gather their attention.
"Get away from the door and if there are any cops out there drop your weapons or the doc here dies, you have ten seconds to move out of the way you play along and all will be ok" with that he could hear their feet moving along the floor away from the lounge. Jay unlocked the door and stepped out revealing Carter in front of him.
The hospital seemed silent as the shock of Carters physical appearance sank in. Behind the admit desk the nurses sobbed at the scene. Peter and Mark could feel their hearts braking at the sight. When Jay emerged anger and fear swept through the ER. Peter realized that Mr. Drake was the same guy as before. He felt the rage build up inside of him 'How could this be happening' obstructed his mind as he stared on in horror.
Jay turned his head quickly as something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. "Put the gun down!" he ordered. With that he wrapped his arm around Carter to keep him on his feet and pulled the gun around to the side of his head. He stared blindly at the policemen as he held his position. "Put the gun down!" he said again in a more forceful tone. He griped the gun tightly as if daring the policemen to disobey the command.
With the threat obvious to everyone the Policemen lowered his weapon to the ground and helplessness engulfed the surrounding audience.
Jay squeezed Carter to make him move with him and the action caused Carter to groan as he opened his eyes to see the horrible scene that he knew would stay with him forever. He watched his colleagues and friends stand there scared. He wished he could do something, but he was in no condition to win. Jay moved slowly for the exit as everyone looked on unsure of what to do next.
Note- There you go, well I will try to get another chapter out tomorrow, but sadly no promises. Have a great day and review or e-mail whatever works.