Chapter 2 –The Escape

There was someone was getting in the car, Cameron heard the door creaking open. She cried out in pain as the weight of the stranger getting into the car moved the steering wheel which was acting as a pillow. "Sorry" an English accent said.

Cameron opened her eyes. It was more of a struggle than she had expected every part of her hurt. She daren't move. The pressure of her chest against the steering wheel felt weirdly reassuring, every breath created a sharp pain across her chest. The person was in the car now. He had climbed into the passenger seat and was reaching towards her.

"My name's Laurie," he said as she felt a big warm hand start to examine her. "I'm a paramedic" he said holding her neck with both hands and slowly and ever so gently sat her upright. The pain was excruciating, she couldn't breathe it hurt so bad. The world was going fuzzy again and she tried to focus on Laurie's face but there was blood pouring into her eyes, making everything a distressing pink color. She closed her eyes again, concentrating on breathing, there didn't seem to be enough room in her lungs.

"What's your name, love?" Laurie was asking her, as he fastened a plastic brace around her neck and then pressed a large sterile dressing against the wound on her head.

"Allison Cameron" she whispered. It shocked her that just saying her name seemed to take away her breath. Laurie put a mask over her face, and smiled warmly.

"Don't worry we'll have you out of this mess in a bit, just try to breath normally." She tried and the oxygen helped slightly her head became a little clearer as Laurie started pressing his fingers against her chest. She groaned and her breathing quickened. She knew this was bad, if it were broken ribs the oxygen would have helped, and at the moment the pain was getting worse.

Laurie was now shining a flash light looking down at her legs. She hadn't even thought about her legs, she was too concerned with the pain in her chest. She put her hand to her head, her hair was sticky. Touching the large dressing, she felt her blood on her fingers, a wave of nausea flowed over her and her breathing went shallow and fast. Her head didn't hurt but there was an awful lot of blood. Her thoughts suddenly moved to House, cutting himself so he didn't have to feel the pain in his leg. The worst pain will drown out any other pain. Head wounds always bleed a lot she said to herself, hoping her legs weren't cut up in the same way.

She took a deep breath and couldn't let it out as a pain ripped into her left side. She let the breath go in tiny little puffs. The world was looking a bit hazy and she could hear rushing in her ears. The pain wasn't getting any better.

"I'm gonna get a doctor in here to have a look. " Laurie said.

"I am a doctor" Cameron said idly as she felt the car lift as he got out. She cried out again as the pain seemed to get worse. Her eyes kept closing, she knew she had to keep awake, but the pain was too great and it hurt to breath.

The world went black and then swam back into focus. There was someone different sat beside her now, a vaguely remembered face; a doctor at Plainboro. He had hooked her up to a drip. The bag of fluids had been taped to roof of her car.

Cameron didn't move for a few moments just taking in what had happened, what was happening. She could see the paramedics in the car in front dealing with someone in the back seat. Her chest hurt. Every breath was difficult.

"Hello," the doctor said calmly "this will help with the pain, while the firemen do their stuff" She just sat there and let him push the needle into her arm. She didn't even register the pain. The rest of the pain was far worse. Just breathing seemed like a chore. She closed her eyes and heard a deep voice tell her that they were going to cut the top off the car so they could get her out. The painkillers were working, she felt numb, but still it was so hard to breath. She screamed out as they cut into the car. The loudness of her own voice scared her. However carefully they did it there was no way they could do it without jolting the car. The doctor was still sat besides her watching her making sure she was ok.

She had to buy a new car now she thought as they lifted the roof away and she could feel the cold rain on her head. Each bead of rain felt like a bullet against her. The pain was coming back the pain killers were wearing off already. She could only manage tiny breaths, her head was swimming again.

English guy was sat beside her again. "This is going to hurt, sorry" he said as she felt his hands move under her. As his colleague did the same on her other side she felt as if her legs had been torn off and thought it better if she succumbed to the darkness for a while.