First of all, I cannot thank you guys enough for people who spend their time writing and leaving reviews for me! They are really my biggest motivator and confident booster when I post my stories! I'm sorry if I don't get to your prompts, (I have, all though made a document of them) and will try to get to them, it's just that some I don't have enough ideas to write about yet. Currently I am writing whatever prompt that I can visualize happening because I have found that I am able to write faster and am more motivated to write it. I hope that eventually I will get to some of the prompts that you guys have listed! Also, as a writer I tend to use characters that are still in the show, which is currently why I do not include Erin in my stories anymore and will not continue to. This collection of stories was started when Erin was still on the show which is why she was in the first two chapters. I'm sorry to disappoint any Linstead fans, but I think I will try to focus more on Jay and Will in my upcoming stories. I'm sorry if this wasn't what you were looking for but I am sure that there are plenty of other Linstead writers out there!
Anyway, this chapter will be an extended scene to Chicago Med 4x09, because someone requested a prompt where Jay would get hurt while bringing Will into protective custody.
PS. If anything is too dramatic, I am sorry but it is all for the whump's sake. Also I am not a doctor (if you couldn't tell already) and I am sorry if may things seem inaccurate or too overboard.
Will couldn't believe it. It was his wedding day and he had blown it. Tears spring at the corner of his eyes as they started the van, he looked back. Natalie was crying because of his fault, he had decided to go check up on Ray unknowing that they would have found the bug. It broke his heart to see his partner, who should have been wife by now, crying at the steps of the church, everything was his fault.
If only he had refused to go with Ray's sons at the shop, if only he wasn't so soft hearted maybe he could have. He punched the seat in front of him where Jay sat, getting a head turn from his younger brother. Jay's face was sunken, the stress of having to find his brother and save him had exhausted him.
"I'm sorry" Jay said, he couldn't look into his brother's eyes. This was partly his fault, he should have stopped Will completely in the first place.
"It's fine, it's not your fault." was all Will could mutter.
On the inside, WIll was burning with anger, why of all the doctors in Chicago was he the one that had to be involved with Ray. Connor, Ethan, they would have been great at being sneaky and playing cool, although he would have never wished his situation for anyone, he still thought it was unfair.
Lips trembling, he tried to keep his emotions together as he rubbed his fingers over his knuckles where he punched Jay's seat. God seemed not to be on his side today. Will's chance to marry the woman he loves was ruined by some stupid operation that he had agreed to. If only if he knew the consequences would bring him this far, he would have done everything to decline the job.
Will clenched his hand into a fist, digging his nails into the palm of his hand until his whole hand was numb. He wanted to feel like his hand, numb and painless, he wished dearly that his heart could feel like that.
Suddenly, Will heard the sound of skidding tires and leaned to the left to look in front when Jay shouted "Agh, GET DOWN!".
Will immediately crouched down and hid behind Jay's seat, jolting when he heard the car window shatter. He covered his ears noticing that his breath was picking up rapidly, he willed himself to calm down. He didn't hear the gunshots after that, his panic had drowned everything out. He couldn't believe that this day could have gotten any worse after he missed his wedding and watched a person shot to death right in front of him, but he was wrong.
When he snapped back into reality, he uncovered his hands from his ears and noticed that it was rather silent. He looked up, noticing that the driver side door was open and Agent Lee who had been driving was outside. She was cuffing Tommy, Tommy?! There was a police car too, the lights flashing obnoxiously but there was no siren.
Will was about to get out of the car and find Jay to figure out what the hell happened. Just then, the van's door slid open and Jay was standing outside. He leaned forward, his right hand pressed against his left collarbone, under the dim streetlight Will saw Jay's paling face.
Jay gasped, "Will, you alright?" he coughed.
"I'm fine, Jay what's wrong. Are you okay?" Will noticed, that Jay was getting paler by the second.
All of a sudden, Jay reached out with his right hand to lean against the car. That was when Will noticed the hole, the hole that was made from a bullet right under Jay's collarbone. It was bleeding slowly in a steady stream of dark red, crimson blood.
"I-" Before Jay could say anything more, his eyes rolled around, unfocused and his head dipped forward.
With his doctor reflexes kicking in, Will got up and caught Jay just before he reached the ground. Jay coughed, his eyes lazily looking up at Will.
"HEY, SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE, JAY'S BEEN SHOT." Will shouted begging that he caught at least one of the police's attention.
He dragged his brother away from the car and carefully moved him under the streetlight which provided minimal light. Jay was unconscious now but his face remained grimaced. The blood was flowing faster now and Will quickly placed his two hands over the wound, applying full pressure.
His face was leaking with sweat. A gun pointed at his head, Will was lost he didn't know what to do. He felt his heart pounding, it was literally pounding, punching his chest, he finally understood what people meant by "their hearts were pounding". He was gonna die with a gunshot to the head, he was gonna die from a stupid, stupid situation.
He couldn't look up anymore and squinted, awaiting his death. A gunshot rang and he felt blood splatter on his face and waited for the pain that never came. Will opened his eyes and found Danny's dense body slumped in front of him, blood pooling on the ground. Jay was at the door frame, gun raised with Agent Lee. Will stood up but collapsed back down into the wall, traumatized and still shaken from what had just taken place.
Jay walked over and had asked him if he was okay. Will had blinked a couple of times before responding that he was fine. There was a dead body laying in front of him, and that dead body had just pointed a gun at his head a couple of minutes ago. The blood was all everywhere, the blood was all over him, it was all over him.
Like he was touching a hot stove, Will took his hands off of Jay's chest, the blood was everywhere now. No, no, no, no, no, no, the blood was everywhere his hands were slick with blood, Jay's blood. Just like Danny, Jay was going to die and Will wasn't going to be able to save him.
Will looked down at his hands, they were warm, the layer of blood covering them shielding from the chilly air of Chicago. He was holding them as still as he possibly could and they were trembling uncontrollably. He wasn't going to able to save Jay with these hands, Jay was going to die, Danny had died, and now Jay was going to die too.
"Wi-" Jay coughed out.
"Wi-ll"
Jay was trying to breathe but something was definitely wrong. His chest was awfully tight and it felt like he had already drawn in a deep breath and had filled up his lungs, except he couldn't even let any of that air out. Maybe there was something on his chest, he clawed at it but there was nothing. He coughed hoping that maybe that would clear it out but it only made things worse, it was like no air was coming into his lungs anymore.
His only hope was his brother, he had been fine when Jay had opened the door for him but where was he? Jay turned his head to the right to see Will kneeling next to him with his hands in front of him. They were shaking and they seemed to be covered in blood, wait was that his blood?
Will seemed to be in a trance of some sort, his eyes were darting across his hands and his lips were trembling. Jay heard in muttering no over and over again it was like he was having some sort of panic attack.
Jay tried again, he knew he was going to die if he passed out again and called out "Will-" but was stopped after another coughing fit erupted. His chest hurt so much, it felt like someone had stumbled and poured a thousand bricks on it. Jay was dying, he felt his fingers go numb as he struggled to take in any oxygen.
Horrible wheezing sounds were what brought Will out of his mini panic attack and send him into full doctor mode. He snapped back into reality, seeing his brother in front of him struggling to breathe and attempting to hack up his lungs.
Will crawled over to Jay's side whose coughs were causing his head to thrust back into the pavement. A dribble of blood oozed it's way down from the corner of Jay's mouth making Jay's critical condition certain. Will quickly tilted his chin to the side letting the blood drip onto the pavement.
When he saw that he had finally caught Will's attention and felt a sudden very uncomfortable pressure on his chest Jay felt himself letting go. He attempted to keep his eyes open mostly to comfort Will who had a very worried look on his face. It was unnerving to see his brother like that, Will was always the calm and collective one.
Jay's eyes fluttered a couple of times before his effort to stay awake finally faded and he gave in to the darkness.
Will stared at his brother's lips that were fading into an ominous purplish blue tone. Judging by his brother's rapidly deteriorating condition, Will had to do something fast. Jay wasn't getting enough oxygen which meant something was preventing his lungs from getting lungs from oxygen, which either meant the bullet had hit his lung or there was fluid or gas around his lung preventing his lung to expand.
In normal cases, Will would probably have gotten to a diagnosis faster but for some reason it was like his brain was frozen. The way his baby brother's face was still and was getting paler by the second distracted him no matter how hard he tried to focus. There was a voice in head that if Jay were to die it would be his fault, and that voice was growing by the second.
Will couldn't help but feel a warm tear rolled down his cheek as he felt more and more helpless, hand still pressed against his brother's chest.
Will didn't notice the siren of the ambulances, he didn't hear the scuffling of the paramedics feet rushing over to him. He watched as the paramedics skillfully place a chest tube in Jay's chest and heard the sharp gasp that proved an immediate relief from his lack of oxygen.
The bluish tint of Jay's lips had faded and now he looked much more alive but still uncomfortably pale. That was when Will snapped back out again when he realized it was his fault that Jay had been starving of oxygen and was in this shape. He was the doctor, he should have been able to save his brother.
To be honest, Will didn't snap back into reality until they were in the ambulance and a twitch in Jay's fingers forced him to. He didn't even remember agreeing to ride the ambulance back to med but was glad that he had.
Will had his head hanging, the railing and his hands over Jay's the only things visible from the corner of his eyes. When he felt Jay's fingers weakly twitch under his fingertips, Will quickly looked up just to be met with eyes open to slits and a very incoherent brother.
Will caught a "Will" through his moans and pain filled whines.
"Hey shhhh, I'm right here buddy, don't try to speak right now." Will told his brother trying to act cool and not like he was crying just five minutes ago.
"You're going to be okay, just hang on tight" Will said with a grin as they pulled into Med.
This is probably going to be continued unless people don't want it to haha. I thought I could finish in one but it just seemed to get soooooo long and thought it would be better to just what I have so far so people don't get anxious for another story and also because we're all waiting till the shows return. Anyways, Thanks for reading!