Post: Blood, sugar, sex, magic.
NA: Thank you for all your reviews. This is the (possibly) the last part of the story so enjoy!
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Epilogue
The ambulance came and rushed up the stairs. Jing-mei had to let go of Dave so he could be put on the gurney. The paramedics checked his pulse and found a weak one, he was barely alive. Jing-mei nodded when the paramedic asked if she wanted to ride with them.
He looked so pale, Jing-mei thought looking at Dave being dragged down the stairs. She hoped he would survive, but she started to doubt a little. NO! Don't you think that Jing-mei, he will survive! She told herself while she sat down in the ambulance.
"What've we got?" Kerry commanded when the trauma came in. Her eyes were caught by that of Jing-mei's. "Chen?" She said distracted. Then she looked at the man that lay on the gurney. "Oh my god, Malucci!"
Mark turned around when he heard the name. "Malucci?!" He ran towards the gurney and looked at the patient. One of the paramedics were bagging him, but through the plastic he could clearly recognize the face of his former colleague. "What happened?!" He yelled at Jing-mei who was running with them.
"I- I found him like this in his apartment!" She said with a weak voice. The tears were still flowing over her cheeks. The gurney entered the first trauma room and all the nurses started running around Dave, hooking him up to all the monitors. Then he was lifted on the other bed.
"Sats are 82." Haleh said and Kerry started intubating. Jing-mei was still standing next to Dave, but was quickly pushed away by Mark. "Chen, please go wait outside, you can't help in here." She refused but Haleh took her out of the room.
"What is his blood type?" Kerry screamed through the room. "A-positive." Chuny answered. She'd asked him one time the blood bank had run low on O-neg and she needed more blood for a trauma.
"Get me five units of A-positive!" Kerry responded and continued looking at the cuts in Dave's wrists. "Why did he do this?" She thought out loud, but no one answered her. Chuny returned with the bags of A-positive and started a blood transfusion.
Dave, Jing-mei pleaded, looking from outside into the trauma room. Some other nurses and doctors also looked into the trauma room after they heard it was Malucci. "Oh my god," Dr. Corday stood next to her and her blood ran out of her face when she saw Dave lying on the gurney. "It is…" Corday's voice trailed off and she looked at Jing-mei who was about to break down.
"It's my fault," Jing-mei whispered in a shaking voice. Elizabeth's eyes grew wide. "I should've been nicer to him, maybe he…" More tears rushed down her face while Elizabeth put a hand on her shoulder. "It isn't your fault." She whispered back.
"He's in V-fib!" Chuny screamed, the transfusion should've helped. Kerry and Mark had managed to slow down the bleeding from his wrists, but he'd lost a lot of blood. Mark started doing compressions and ordered an amp of epi. "Charge to thirty," Kerry said grabbing the pedals. "Clear!" All the hands were pulled off the bed and Kerry put the pedals on Dave's chest.
Jing-mei felt a stabbing pain through her heart when she saw his chest jump up from the shock. Dave! Don't go! She screamed inside and let out a soft cry. Don't do this!
"Charge to two hundred," Kerry repeated while they pushed another epi. "Clear!" Dave's heart still didn't respond. "How long is he in V-fib?" Mark asked still doing compressions. Kerry charged another time and took one quick glance at the clock. "Eleven minutes." She said before she shocked him another time.
"Kerry…" Mark looked at her from on top of Dave's chest. Kerry looked at Mark and knew what he meant. She shook her head violently. "I'm not giving up on him, not this time." The ending of her sentence was almost as a whisper and she looked at Dave's face while she said it. Come on Dave, you can bug me for the rest of my life, but don't die on me now!
"Kerry!" Mark shouted at her. She came back to reality and looked at Mark. "Stop it! It's been too long, even if you get his rhythm back, he will be brain dead." Kerry held up her pedals, but didn't put them down on Dave's chest. Her face was as pale as a ghost. Mark stopped compressions and took a step back from the bed.
"Asystole." Chuny said soft, they barely heard her. The monitor let out a continuous beep and showed a flat line. Kerry slowly put her pedals down and stared at Dave's body. Mark turned his head to look at the clock.
"Time of death: 23:04."
The doors to the room burst open and Jing-mei ran to the bed. "Jing-mei," Mark said startled. "We…" Jing-mei stopped and looked at Dave's lifeless face. The floor was full of bandages, soaked in Dave's blood. She slowly walked closer to the bed and started shaking her head.
"No, no… Dave…" Her voice trailed off and she tried to swallow her cries. She slowly caressed his face and started sobbing hard. Jing-mei pushed her face to his chest. "Don't leave me here, Dave!" She sobbed to his body. "I can't live without you, please don't leave me, get back here!" Her sobs became harder and merged together with her words. "Dave, I love you…" She finally whispered and closed her eyes to his chest. "I love you."