Scars 3

By: TLH

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"Thomas!" Rick hollered as he ran down the hallway, kneeling next to Thomas. "What's wrong?" He asked the nurse frantically.

"I'm not sure sir, he's unconscious, we'll have to monitor him." She waved for more help as they placed Magnum on a gurney.

"Ibold is his doctor!" Rick offered as they began to roll him away, him following as quickly as he could.

"Thanks!" The nurse replied and began to rip open Magnums shirt.

"Did he just faint? Maybe he just fainted."

"Sir…" She began to get irritated. "I didn't go to school for six years and am not be able to tell if someone just fainted…now will you please let us do our job."

Rick nodded and stood back quietly.

"His pulse and pressure are high…we gotta get it down."

Rick ran his fingers through his hair as he peered down the hallway to see his other friend, sitting down, his face buried in his hands.

"Oh God." He started down the hallway then turned back. "Where will you take him?"

"3rd floor…alright let's go…keep checking his pressure…"

Rick watched for a few moments more as Magnum was taken away. He jogged a bit as he reached TC's side.

"Don't tell me…" Rick began as he took a seat next to his friend.

TC looked up. "He made it…Doc said it was close…How's Thomas?"

"Said his pressure and pulse were way high…they are taking him to the 3rd floor…who do you want to stay with?"

TC shook his head. "Man Rick, what the heck is happening?"

"The proverbial, when it rains it pours I'm afraid." Doc Ibold interjected, removing his gloves. "I just got paged for Thomas, I'll be sure to keep you informed…Mr. Higgins is stable…we'll keep a close eye on him, but I don't project any more attacks…"

"Thanks Doc, I'll come up with you…" Rick offered.

"That's quite alright, I wasn't notified that it was anything too serious…perhaps you two should go get something to eat downstairs."

TC and Rick exchanged glances and looked back at Doc Ibold.

"I didn't think so…well it was worth a try…" He shrugged and motioned for Rick to follow. TC nodded to Rick that he would stay with Higgins.

It couldn't get any worse. TC thought as he stood up slowly, walking towards Higgins bedside.

"You're not gonna believe this story when you wake up, Higgy Baby…you just ain't gonna believe it."

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Rick sat quietly at Magnums bedside when he awoke. Magnum peered around the room before he spoke.

"How long was I out?"

His friend stood over him now. "Couple hours…they said you blacked out after your pressure and pulse sky rocketed…your practically stroked." Rick offered almost jokingly.

"Higgins?"

"He is okay for now, TC is with him.

"Gosh Rick, I'm sorry."

Rick's eyed widened. "Sorry for what Thomas?"

"Everything…scaring the hell out of you guys…hurting Higgins…I don't know what's wrong with me."

"You're just having a rough time is all…you'll be fine." Rick said, ignoring the seriousness of what plagued his friend.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that Rick." TC walked into the room slowly.

"What do you mean…" He was interrupted.

Magnum eyed him curiously.

"Higgins didn't make it…"

At the news, Rick reached behind him for a chair, as he sat down, a look of defeat fell on his face.

"When?" Magnum responded.

"Few minutes ago…"

"But the Doc said, he didn't think he'd have another attack…he said that…"

"Doesn't matter what he said Rick, he was wrong." TC replied, not taking his eyes off of Magnum.

Magnum stared directly back at TC, his eyes pleading with him that he was sorry. But TC didn't comply; he turned and left the room, his head hanging low.