Chapter 2
I hope your liking the story and I hope you've had a chance to read all my other stories :) Btw I just added a paragraph to this chapter because I screwed up, but its all better now :) Enjoy!
The ambulance was rushing to Mercy hospital at a dangerous speed, trying to save the man inside.
"We need to shock him, he stopped breathing again!" Yelled Cody Donovan, an EMT.
"Clear!" The other EMT shouted. Mike's body jerked as the paddles touched his chest.
"Nothing. Charge it to 300!" Shouted Donovan.
"Clear!"
"He's back," breathed Cody in relief. Suddenly he heard a shrill noise above the motor of he ambulance. It sounded like a phone, but where was it coming from? Cody searched the man's pockets, finding the device in the pocket of the suit jacket. Unsure if he should let the call go unanswered, he pressed the call button and answered. "Hello?"
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"Mike?" Said Harvey suspiciously. It sure didn't sound like him.
"No, this is Cody Donovan, are you looking for Mike Ross?"
"Yes. What's going on?" Harvey asked, worry growing in the pit of his stomach
"Mr. Ross is en route to Mercy Hospital, because he stopped breathing."
Harvey's heart stopped, his blood running cold. 'Mike' 'hospital' 'stopped' 'breathing' were the many words he never wanted to hear in the same sentence.
"Mercy Hospital, you said, right?" Said Harvey, trying to stay calm.
"Yes, sir. Someone will probably inform you about Mr. Ross when you get there."
"Thanks." With that, Harvey hung up and took a deep breath. Mike had died! He was supposed to look out for his associate, but instead he let him down. He let him almost get himself killed. But how? As soon- well, he would let Mike get used to his surroundings first, but once Mike woke up, he would demand an explanation. Harvey opened his phone again and dialed Donna.
"Donna I need you to meet me at Mercy Hospital asap. It's Mike."
"What-"
"Ask me later, I need to go." Harvey hung up and since the hospital was only a few blocks away, he decided to walk so he could clear his head before he got to Mike. When he finally arrived, he immediately went straight for the nurse's desk. But something, or more like someone, suddenly caught his eye. He glanced behind him and he frowned angrily when he realized who it was, sitting in the waiting room. Trevor. What the hell was he doing here? But before he could come to a conclusion, Donna came rushing in, demanding answers.
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Trevor shakily followed Mike's ambulance. He couldn't believe it; he killed Mike, he killed his best friend! What the fuck was he thinking? Why couldn't he control himself? He wiped his face in nervousness and exhaustion, praying that Mike would be okay. Finally, the ambulance screeched to a stop in front of the emergency doors and the back doors swung open and the EMT's wheeled a sickly looking Mike out and into the hospital.
Getting out of the car, he trailed behind them, only to be forced to stay in the waiting room. Twenty minutes later he heard a voice demanding for answers. "Probably an angry wife blaming her husband for an easily avoidable accident," thought Trevor. But suddenly he heard his friend's name being said and he looked up. A hot redheaded woman was staring daggers at a man in a expensive looking suit. Then the man looked over at him and scowled. Oh crap!
"What happened, Harvey? Where's Mike?"
"I-" Harvey paused and looked over Donna's shoulder to see Trevor looking at him in fear before he jumped up and made a beeline down the hallway. What a fucking coward. "I don't know yet, Donna. The doctor hasn't come out yet."
On that cue, a doctor in green scrubs, covered by a bleach white lab coat, came through the double doors.
"Family of Mike Ross?" He called out.
"Right here," said Harvey as he and Donna made their way over to him.
"Is Mike okay?" Donna asked.
"Are you family?"
"She's his younger sister and I'm his older brother," lied Harvey.
"Alright. My name is Dr. Matthews and I'm Mike's attending doctor. The cause of Mike's lack of oxygen was that his airway was cut off. We had to revive him twice, once in the apartment that he was in and again in the ambulance. We're going to keep him overnight to make sure no brain damage occurred."
"Do you know a possible a reason that his airway was cut off?" Asked Harvey.
"Strangulation."
Anger bubbled in the pit of Harvey's stomach as Donna gasped. Mike was strangled. This was, now, personal. No one was allowed to hurt Mike.
"It also looks like Michael was in a fight of some sort. He has bruises on his torso and a small bruise on his face.
"Trevor," Harvey thought angrily. "It was obviously Trevor. Why else would he be here?"
"Can we see him?" Sniffed Donna.
"Of course. Right this way."
As the three walked to Mike's room, the only thing Harvey could think of was killing Trevor; but before he did, he needed to know if Mike was really okay...not that he cared or anything, he just needed to know when Mike would be back at work, that's all.
When the doctor stopped in front of a small room, he gestured them inside. They thanked him as they went inside and closed the door. The sight they saw was just heartbreaking. Mike looked so small and fragile underneath the white sheets that he blended in so well with. The only color left on his pale face were the dark circles underneath his closed eyes. His breathing, though, was probably the worst. It was scratchy and labored, making both Harvey and Donna wince in sympathy. The only thing that settled them, was the peaceful expression on Mike's face.
Harvey walked slowly over to Mike's bedside, wanting to see for himself the damages that Trevor has caused to Mike. A dark purple and black bruise was forming underneath Mike's left eyes and when Harvey tilted Mike's chin to get a better look at his neck, he growled, seeing a small, but vivid bruise running across his neck.
"Donna, stay with Mike. I have something to take care of."
Donna looked at him suspiciously, but nodded as she sat down besides Mike and watched as Harvey stormed out of the room.