A/N: I JUST HAVE TO SAY TO ALL OF MY REVIEWERS, YOU ROCK! THANK YOU SO MUCH AND PLEASE CONTINUE TO LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. THEY'RE NOT MINE, BUT I JUST CAN'T STOP PLAYING WITH THEM. NOW ON TO WOODY'S POV…..
CHAPTER 6: WOODY-AFTER SHOOTING/HOSPITAL 1
"…I can't keep his pressure up, he needs blood. What's our eta?"
I hate sirens.
"Okay, hurry it up… Detective, are you with me? He's fading again."
Tired.
"…BP is 90 over 60 pulse 72."
Is that good or bad?
Let's turn him. Exit wound lower back….that's awfully close to the spine. Get x-ray in here and page Neurology."
Okay, now that can't be good.
"He's coming around. Detective Hoyt can you here me?…..Can you feel this?…..Detective can you move your toes?….Detective?…Detective?"
Leave me alone. Just want to…sleep.
"….But I'm not letting you, d…"
Jordan you're here.
"You-you need to fight this."
But Jordan I'm so tired.
"I can say what you want me to say."
Really?
"Woody?"
Tell me Jordan, please.
"Please don't leave me. Please, I love you."
I love you too Jordan, I do….