-Collapsed-
Greg and Sara face a traumatic event at a crime scene… Characters aren't mine, Song is Aly and AJ's.
If I knew that you were mine
I wouldn't have wasted time
I wish I could erase the past
Now its all collapsed
In my lap
Chapter 7:
"Greg!" Sara shouted, shaking the unconscious man before her. "Wake up!" she cried.
She sat there, sobbing, holding him in her arms, for how long she wasn't sure, but the sound of voices coming from over the edge of the cliff finally pulled her attention away from him.
"Miss?" one of the unidentified voices said –this one male-, apparently now on the ledge with her and Greg. "Are you alright?"
She nodded, never taking her eyes of off his helpless form. "He's…"
Another voice was behind her now. "We'll take care of him," this female voice said. "I'm Amy and I need you to come with me." She said.
Sara shook her head. "No, I want to stay with Greg!" she said, but Amy pulled her away.
Before Sara could protest any further, Amy had her in the back of the MedEvac that was waiting at the bottom of the cliff.
"Greg…" Sara worried, looking up at where Greg still lay.
Amy got her attention again. "Your friend will be fine, there are three other people up there trying to get the boulder off of him. Are you injured in any way?"
Sara shook her head. "Just scratches." She said, holding up her arms. "Are they going to bring him in here, too?"
Amy nodded, "Just as soon as they get him out of there."
"Come on, Brian." One of the other men said, lifting the boulder enough to slip something under it.
"Alright, it's in place." One of the medics, Tom, informed their captain/pilot, Scott.
The man they were trying to rescue stirred, his eyes shooting open. "Sara?" he groaned. "It hurts."
Tom kneeled down next to Greg. "It's going to." He said, not sugar-coating the truth. If their patient had spent as long as they thought he had under the large rock, he was in for a whole lot of pain and no where near enough morphine.
"Ready?"Scott asked, he and Brian sat beside the boulder, their hydraulics system in place. The two both activated the units, letting the pressure lift the boulder off of Greg. (Picture the things Nick and Sara used to unflatten that pan-caked car in 'Invisible Evidence', only smaller – same general concept)
After a moment the boulder was lifted high enough for them to pull Greg out, careful not to move his legs to further aggravate the injuries. The blood flow slowly returned to Greg's legs, releasing the toxins that had been building up since his entrapment, leaving him in excruciating pain. He screamed, unable to process anything besides the pain shooting through his body as the toxins spread.
"Crush Syndrome." Brian nodded to Tom, who was checking Greg's pulse.. "We need to get him out of here. Now."
"Weak and rapid; hurry and split his legs," Tom said.
Scottand Brian quickly did just that, stabilized his back and neck in case he had any other injuries and managed to maneuver him down the cliff to the awaiting helicopter quickly, trying to keep him from screaming out in pain.
"Greg," Sara said, watching the medics shift him into the cabin of the MedEvac. "Is he okay?"
Tom and Brian ignored her question, concentrating on Greg who they were hooking up the heart monitor on board. "He's loosing rhythm." Brian noted, watching the unsteady beat of Greg's heart flash across the monitor. "V-fib."
"Here's the defibrillator." Amy said, handing the older medic the two paddles.
"Greg…" Sara cried staying away as Scott climbed into the cockpit, waiting for the go-ahead to take off.
"Charge." Tom said, watching Amy set the level on the machine. "Clear." He shocked Greg and Sara cringed as the man she loved bounced violently on the table as they electricity went through him. "Clear." Tom said again and repeated the action several more times before they finally got a sinus rhythm back. "Go!" he called toScott who started up the chopper.
Sara moved closer, taking Greg's hand in her own, pressing a gentle kiss to it.
"He's in a lot of pain." Amy told her, truthfully.
The two other medics covered Greg in blankets, wrapping one around Sara as well.
"We'll be there soon."Scott said through the headsets they all wore as they flew toward Desert Palms.
Okay, I am aware that I used a bit too much medical terminology, but my dads a dispatcher, my best friends dad is a MedEvac pilot, her mom is a cardiac nurse, my two cousins are paramedics… so I was pretty much raised on this… If anyone needs further explanation on anything just ask. Oh, and I have a tendency of changing peoples names, so just ignore me when I do that.
V-fib or Ventricular Fibrillation is where your heart rhythm is irregular and eventually leads to the heart stopping altogether A defibrillator is used to shock the heart back into a regular rhythm.