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Oracle looked at the screen. "They got her, we need rescue to her." Her hands moved as fast as she could command them. Nervously, she typed commands on her keyboard to intercept the police and 911 frequencies. She connected in a few seconds.

"What are you doing?" Dinah asked, feeling her heart beat faster.

"She needs help." Oracle explained "I'm listening in on the paramedics conversation and I have an idea about her situation. She is loosing so much blood; if they check her type of blood she is going to be in trouble."

They began to hear voices on the speakers. Oracle had entered inside the 911 computer system.

5591. Unknown woman. Shot on Jefferson street.

"That's her ambulance." Barbara typed frantically on the computer. "The operator is now look for an available hospital at the database; I'm going to order the computer system to send them to Central Hospital."

"Why?" Dinah asked.

"Shhh…" Oracle tried to gain more on Helena's condition.

5519 the operator said Central Hospital on fifth avenue.

Right… 5591 to central Hospital. the paramedic voice replied.

Central Hospital. a female voice answered.

Unknown woman, maybe 24 years. Two bullet wounds. Back and upper thigh. Pulse 140 and steady, BP 50/30. Probably lung damage. She's wheezing.

0-2, ten liters Albuterol nebulizer and solumedrol, IV push. I'm sending you the blood type analysis have the blood ready. She has lost so much.

Barbara intercepted the file and opened it. She typed fast to modify it. After a few seconds she resent it to the hospital.

"Well, now she is –A." the redhead mumbled pressing the "send" button.

Dinah observed her, amazed, she was a wizard.

Got it. Let me check my database to have it ready when you arrive..

"All right." Oracle dialled a phone number and looked the old man. "I got her. Alfred prepare six units of blood. I'm printing some labels for the hospital. Dinah in my upper closet there I green box, inside it is some clothes, take the nurse uniform and get dressed in it now."

"What?"

"Just do it."

The blonde nodded and ran to the red head's room while Alfred walked to the fridge in the laboratory. Dinah knew she couldn't fault now, she needed her help. She was her friend, she was her sister. She needed her like she needed Barbara. She couldn't fail them.

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Dr. Leslie Tompkins grabbed her coat and put it over her shoulders. It had been a long day. She had been the director of the hospital for 5 years. She liked her job. She had the opportunity to help many people with all her knowledge. Her phone rang.
"Dr. Tomkins."

::Leslie, it's Barbara.::

"Gordon, long time no speak." She smiled.

::Leslie, I'm sorry, this is an emergency.::

The old woman sighed. "Honey, with you it's always an emergency. What's going on?" she leaned he back against her desk crossing her arm around her waist.

::Helena is in trouble, she was patrolling and talking with a friend about some murders in the city. Someone shot her. I think it was the police. They talk about her as if she is a dangerous criminal."

"What?" the old woman almost yelled.

::We don't have time. They are moving her towards your hospital.::

"I got it." The old woman removed her coat. "Do you know anything about her condition?"

::No, just that she has two bullets wounds.:: Oracle explained :: According to the police reports, it's bad, I don't know how serious the injuries are. I lost communication with her. I think she passed out. Her necklace and her earrings are a com set. I can follow her with it.::

"Oracle, we can't do surgery if we don't have her type of blood." Leslie walked towards the window and looked down the street.

::I intercepted the transmission to your hospital. I changed the files. They think it's –A. I modified your database when your nursed look for it. She would've find that you don't have that type of blood in the hospital. I programmed the system to inform them the only place that had that type of blood was New Gotham hospital. When they send the order I'll intercept the call and inform them the blood is on the way. But the truth is that I'm going to send someone to you with Helena's blood. I have a new protégé, Dinah, Dinah Lance.::

"Oracle, you are a damn genius." Leslie couldn't avoid feeling marveled "Tell her to go to ER and ask for me. Got it?"

:: Dinah is on her way.:: Oracle said. ::Remember you need clean the place, any trace of her, blood, skin,. Dinah will help you:::

"Don't worry, and later I'll scold you for having your nose inside my computer database."

:::Leslie please, take care of her.::

"I'll personally be in the surgery room."

::Thanks… just remember police don't know who is she. Don't call her by her name.::.

"I'll call you." She walked out of her office.

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"Trauma two, now!" the doctor said as soon as the emergency door swung open. The paramedics ran as they pushed Huntress' stretcher through the corridors.

The brunette recovered her consciousness; she realized she was on a stretcher lying on her stomach. The loss of blood had made her extremely incoherent. There were doctors and nurses surrounding the stretcher as they raced toward the Emergency room. She noticed an oxygen mask covered her nose and mouth; she was inside a hospital; that was not good. Where was Oracle? She needed her now. She tried to move her hands and felt her wrists handcuffed to the stretcher. She couldn't avoid feeling scared surrounded by so many unknown people and helplessly tried to escape.

"Oracle…" she mumbled.

Dr. Tompkins walked outside from the elevator; she noticed Secret Service Agents standing in front of the emergency room; they wore grey suits, with an American Flag pin on one lapel, Secret Service pin on the other, small earphone in one ear, the cord running down into his jacket. It pissed her off. She felt her place had been invaded. She watched the paramedics run with the stretcher inside the emergency room and followed them.

Huntress' eyes fluttered open. She felt the movement stopped and everybody moving frantically around her. Leslie walked inside the surgery room. She was used to seeing people in terrible situations, but she couldn't avoid feeling a knot in her throat looking at the pale face of the young woman that she knew since she was a child; the nurses were removing her clothes and her back was covered on blood. She looked disoriented and confused.

"Dr. Tompkins." A doctor greeted "What are you doing here?"

"It's impossible to ignore all this damn police movement Dr. Bumiller." she said raising her hands to let a nurse put dress her in a surgery gown and gloves. "I come to help you. What do we have here?"

"Young woman, two gun wounds. Call Radiology nurse, let's get a portable back film."

The nurse nodded.

"How much blood has she lost?" He asked a paramedic.

"Maybe 2000 cc. She is bleeding deeply."

The nurse finished dressing Leslie and she took out her a small flashlight from her pocket and walked towards the young girl. Her chest was moving up and down in a way she didn't like.

Huntress fekt a hand on her eyeslides; a shining a light over her eyes made her brunette groan. The doctors were talking to her or maybe not, whatever, she couldn't understood their words, it was like being in a distant world. Some one slapped her cheeks; she was too stunned to protest. A woman's face appeared a few inches from hers. She fixed her eyes on her.

Green eyes.

She knew those eyes?

Leslie understood Helena didn't recognize her; she leaned next to her ear and whispered: "Don't worry little monster; Barbara called me, she is worried about you." The brunette blinked. "You are safe." Leslie said "I'm not going to move a inch away from you."

"Les…?" Huntress tried to focus on her face and coughed.

"You will be okay."

Huntress closed her eyes feeling relieved knowing she was next to her. The last thing she felt was a nurse removing her necklace and earrings; she nodded off, too weak to remain conscious any longer.

Leslie frowned looking her teeth were red. She moved her finger inside her mouth softly and brushed her teeth and lips inside. She moved her finger back, it was red. She tested it with her thumb and smelled it. Blood. That was not good. She opened her mouth and moved her finger inside trying to check if she hadn't bit her tongue. Dr. Tompkins moved back and looked Dr. Bumiller. "Sedate her now, we need to work."

"Do you know her?" Dr. Bumiller asked.

"No, but she seems be very scared." Dr. Tompkins examined her back. "This is not a handgun bullet wound. Seems like a sniper shot her; look at it. Damn bastard, whoever he is, he shot her in a cowardly way. The lung has got to be damaged."

A nurse took Huntress' arm and inserted an needle in it from an IV. She noticed her wrist were handcuffed to the stretcher and looked the doctors.

Leslie felt the anger growing inside her. "What is this?"

"I don't know." The nurse mumbled.

Furious she opened the emergency room. "Who is the damn official in charge here?"

"Me." A tall man answered.

"Uncuff her now!"

"She is dangerous." he said.

"Dangerous my ass!! She is bleeding to death!" Leslie shouted. That was Barbara's child and no one was going to deal with her as if she were a savage animal. "Give me the keys now!"

"She can escape."

The old woman walked toward them. "Remove the handcuffs now or I'll do it by my self! This is my hospital! This is my surgery room! My duty is to save her life! Now give me the damn keys!!"

The man gave the doctor the keys and moved his head.

Leslie turned and walked back inside the surgery room; she gave the keys to the nurse. "Uncuff her".

The X-ray tech arrived to the room "I'm here."

"Move faster." Dr. Bumiller ordered.

"Scanning." The tech said moving the scanner over her.

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"He said it's a Top Secret mission," Reese yelled at his boss. He was talking with him using his cellphone, "but he shot a civilian who was just standing up talking on the street! And when she was lying on the floor he shot her again! That's not legal!"

::Reese calm down. If he showed you the order, we can't interfer. It's a federal matter.:: he said.

"Even if it's a top secret mission it doesn't justify shooting innocent civilians." He rubbed his head nervously.

::Reese I understand…::

"Why didn't anybody tell us Morton was alive?" he interrupted, "the man is crazy."

::I didn't know that either. I'm investigating it. The only information I could catch up with is that he is the head of an important operation.::

"He killed people!"

::We couldn't prove it. The story about him taking other people's abilities and that these people could do weird things is ridiculous Reese, came on!::

"We agree, It's stupid and now he has shot an innocent civilian that was talking to me and the whole time he argued she was a "creature""

::Look, let me investigate this, I promise to talk with his boss, while go home."

Reese moved his head and hung the phone. He walked toward his car.

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"Okay, two wounds." Dr. Bumiller said "One in her back, trajectory up-down. Her lung may be damaged, the paramedics confirmed she coughed blood and she has problems breathing. Second one in her right upper thigh. We need to check if it has damaged the bone. Both bullets are still inside."

"Tracheal shift and hyper resonant on the left." A nurse said.

"0-2, fifteen liters."

"She's in shock." Another nurse said.

"Respiratory rate's coming down." Dr. Bumiller examined the monitors.

"Chlorine gas poisoning." Leslie ordered "She's on humidified oxygen, fifteen liters per minute. Give her solumedrol, 125milligrams IV."

"What's her BP?" Dr. Bumiller asked.

"Hold on, pulse ox is low, 82." The nurse said.

"Dr. Bumiller, sixteen gauge needle. Intubate her now." Leslie ordered.

Dr. Bumiller moved fast and removed the oxygen mask from the girl's face. "Give me a 6.5 tube." He said. "Get me blood pressure."

"Chest tube tray?" another nurse asked.

"No, start a central line." Leslie took a scalpel and cut the tear near the bullet wound.

Dr. Bumiller struggled a few seconds intubating Huntress. "I got it. Ok, start the central line now." Dr. Bumiller said.

"Beta dine and a sterile drape." Leslie asked.

The surgery room door opened. Dinah looked stunned as she watched the movement in the surgery room. "Dr. Tompkins?" she asked shyly. "Dinah Lance, New Gotham hospital."

"Do you bring the blood?" Dr. Tompkins raised her eyes.

"Yes, yes…" Dinah said. She froze when her eyes fell on her unmoving friend covered in blood.

"Nurse! Give me 4 units of the blood, hang two on the rapid infuser."

A nurse took the small box that Dinah carried; the blonde looked worriedly at her friend lying unconscious on the stretcher intubated. She noticed Huntress' necklace and the earrings of on a tray next to her. She took it carefully and put it inside her pockets.

"There's too much bleeding, I can't identify the source." Leslie grumbled working on the girl's back "More suction." She moved her head back "All right, angled potts, now."

"What are you doing?" Dr. Bumiller frownered.

"Pringle maneuver. I have to cut down this blood loss. More suction dammit!"

Dr. Leslie noticed Dinah's face turning pale. The young girl had maybe never seen so much blood in all her life. "Miss Lance. I need to talk with you; don't go, Could you wait for me outside?"

"Sure, sure…" Dinah walked outside with out thinking about it twice followed by a nurse.

"Dr. Tompkins?" Dr. Bumiller watched her work. "We need…"

"Give me a second," Leslie examined the wound carefully looking for the bullet "I'll be right there."

After a few seconds she shouted "I got it!" she moved her hand back and took out the bullet placing it on a tray. "Run another unit."

"She's losing it as fast as we can get it."

"Then do it quickly. We need to stabilize her"