Chapter Ten

"Good job guys," Brackett said a little while later when he walked out of the treatment room. "She just went up to the cath lab. Her whole right coronary artery was occluded."

Roy whistled, "The whole thing?" he repeated in shock.

"Yeah, it was a good thing you guys were there when you were, any later and it would've been a code."

Johnny shook his head, "Man, when I saw the 4 lead, I knew it was gonna be bad. Her ST elevation was off the charts." Roy nodded listening to John, "I was worried when she went into bradycardic rate and stayed hypotensive, even with a second line and atropine. Speaking of a second line," Johnny said, turning to the nurse standing behind the counter, "We need some supplies."

"I'll leave you guys to it" Brackett said to the pair in blue standing at the counter. "See you guys later!"

"I hope not." Roy replied, knowing they would anyway.

As they were driving back to the station, Roy ventured to ask. "I know you don't want to talk about it, but if you need anything, let me know. I'm sorry D shift were A-holes."

Johnny raised his eyebrows, surprised at Roy's language. John replied, trying to calm him, "I probably overreacted. I appreciate Captain Dennis though, he kept the note in the desk as opposed to on my locker." John said, trying to change the subject. "Eighty percent of those notes are read."

"He's pretty good at guessing stuff like that." Roy confirmed, not falling for the subject change. Resting his left hand out the window he asked "Have you read it?"

Johnny rolled his eyes, "I was going to, but naturally we got a call. I don't know if I can today anyway, it took me all day to dial a phone yesterday."

"How was yesterday?" Roy asked, curious as to what number Johnny was trying to call.

"Well, I have the number to some answers, I just never wanted to call the place ever again."

Roy was silent as he tried to put two and two together. "Oh," he mentally said, "I bet he's talking about the-".

"I'm talking about the rez if you were wondering." Johnny said, reading Roy's mind unintentionally. Roy nodded, staying silent so Johnny could keep talking if he needed to. He did, "I'm terrified and curious about this letter, I hope it really is a relative, and at the same time I don't. As much as I want to keep all my emotions in a little box in the back of my head, you and the guys know me well enough it's not going to work." He sighed, looking out the window, "Even Cap knows somethings off, I nearly fainted in his office."

"You what?!" Roy exclaimed.

"Yeah," Johnny trailed off, "He gave me the letter, and I just knew it was from her and kinda freaked out. He even offered to get Dwight he was so worried."

"I see," Roy said, "Guess I wasn't there yet?" Johnny shook his head. "What time did you get to the station?" Roy asked again, "You're never early." he added.

"Thanks," Johnny said sarcastically, "I appreciate the vote of confidence."

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When they got back, Johnny put the sheets in the dryer and Roy headed for the kitchen. Mike was sitting on a chair reading a newspaper. He took the opportunity to ask while the dayroom was unoccupied, "Roy, is Johnny okay?"

Roy nodded, "He will be, it's really not my place to talk about it." He said sorrowfully, wishing his partner would tell everyone.

"I understand," Mike said, putting down the newspaper, "I just hope he knows we're all here for him, whatever it is. You know he got here before I did? And I always get here before Cap."

"Before you too?" Mike nodded, "Did he say why?" Roy asked.

"Only that he couldn't sleep."

"I see." Roy said, unhappily whisking a sauce together.

The moment ended when Marco walked in "What are you making Roy?" he asked looking at his watch, "It's a bit early for lunch."

"It's actually for dinner, I'm going to marinate the meat in it." Chet came through the door, hearing Roy's last comment.

"Ooh, marinate, we've got a chef tonight." Chet teased, his eyes twinkling.

"If we've got a chef, I'm not complaining." Marco wisely said. Roy smirked and continued whisking, ignoring his shift mate's antics. Mike just smiled and held up the newspaper.

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Jane was in a large room full of people, she was daydreaming. In the background she could hear the presenter rattling off student statistics. She knew she should be paying attention, but her mind kept going back to John Gage. It was Monday, that Captain said his shift came back today. Had he read the letter? Had he even gotten it? Would he want anything to do with me? She was brought back to the present when she realized a woman's voice had replaced the presenters. She blinked a couple times and looked up at the stage. She recognized the event coordinator. Her assistants seemed to be passing out papers to each person. The lady said, "We have an event tonight hosted at King's Dominion. Because it's a Monday night, it should be relatively empty, at least that's our hope." she said with a smile. "Dinner will be comped, we hope to see you there." Jane looked over at her coworkers, gauging their reactions. She personally loved roller coasters, they got her blood pumping and her adrenaline running. Her mother often accused her of being an adrenaline junky. Her mother, her thoughts went straight back to the paramedic, had he read the letter yet?