Dr. Grant had some basic E.M.T training from way back in his final college years. His professors had strongly recommended him learning as much on field medical knowledge he could before he went out into the fields. "You never know what can happen out there, someone gets their leg stuck or a snake bites ya, you got to be prepared for anything," they'd say.
He wasn't at all prepared for this.
The blood was spurting from Becky's legs in a steady stream, her pale skin was getting paler. "Ellie, get a tourniquet on her," Alan ordered as he clutched Becky closer to his chest. He brushed away the sweat drenched hair from her forehead. "Tie it tight. Is there a medical unit on this damn island?"
"Uh, yes, very small," Hammond said. "It's on a side road just a bit a ways before where the helicopter will be."
"Take us there, we need to bandage her leg before any other predators smell her."
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"What all do we need?" Ellie asked once they'd entered the unit. It was indeed very small, only the size of a small shed, but it seemed well stock with trauma kits, shock blankets, and heavy medication.
"Trauma gauzes, trauma wraps, a shock blanket or two, morphine if there's any- some for Becky and Malcolm," Alan listed.
"Anything else?"
"No, we just need to ensure that she can make it till we get to a hospital alive," Alan said as he grabbed several trauma gauzes and wraps.
"I got the blankets."
"Good, lets go."
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"Sir? Sir? Dr. Grant?" Dr. Carter gently shook the distraught father awake, her heart breaking for him. He was in tears when she had first told him that they would have to amputate mid-femur, and then again when he was informed about the bacteria that had nearly gotten into her main blood stream. "Dr. Grant, she made it through the surgery okay. She's going to be just fine, aside from a temporary sickness from the bacteria, she's going to live."
"Oh, oh thank God," Alan ran a hand over his face before standing up. "Can I see her?"
"In due time, she's not awake yet. We had to administer some more pain killers to numb the stump once she wakes up. I'd like to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind of course. I never got a chance when you guys came in," Dr. Carter said. She had a case like this several months ago with an eighteen year old who was mauled by what he claimed to be, before he died, was a raptor. And now, when Becky was being prepped for surgery, she had let out a cry of "it was the raptors, they did this".
"Oh, of course," Alan sat back down with Dr. Carter taking the seat beside him. "What do you need to know."
"Well, it was an animal that took her leg for sure," she began. "The amount of bacteria that was in the dead tissue of her leg was only barely comparable to those of a crocodiles or buzzards. A carnivore that eats raw, or decomposing, meat." She took a breath. "So what did this? It had to be big if it had completely dislocated her socket joint before tearing off the leg."
"It was hard to see," Alan said after a minute. He had gotten a call from InGen earlier advising him to keep quiet about the island, they had promised him a large sum of money to keep his discretion- money that would no doubt mostly go to paying off the hospital bills. "We were walking near the jungle by the Center when something grabbed her. I tried to pull her back and then it just... it just happened."
Dr. Carter nodded. "She had cried out that it was a raptor before surgery. I had a case like that a few months ago, also in close relations with the company InGen."
Alan stared at her. "Raptors aren't living anymore, Dr. Carter. She was probably imagining that what attacked her was a dinosaur as a sort of coping mechanism."
She looked off outside before speaking again. "I see. Thank you for your cooperation, Dr. Grant. I'll show you to your daughters room."
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"How's the squirt?" Ian asked from the bed beside them. He had to have paid someone to get Becky as his roommate, Alan was almost sure it was because he knew that that would be the only way he'd get "visitors".
"She's stable. Dr. Carter says that she should wake up any minute now," Alan answered. "How's your leg?"
"Oh, it's almost a paper cut compared to the squirts injury," Ian waved it off. "So I take it that you're taking the hush money?"
"I have to. There's no way that I can pay off all of the hospital bills, and prosthetic leg costs by myself," Alan took a breath and shook his head with the exhale. "I don't want to keep quiet about what happened, you know that. I'm doing this for Becky."
Ian nodded. "I'm not taking the money," he began. "When I get out, I'm calling a press conference and telling them what happened on that island. They're not going to believe me, I know that, but it does need to come out."
Alan nodded. "I'll have the tv on to watch," he said.
Their conversation was cut short by Becky rolling her head to the side with a grunt. "D-daddy?" She asked hoarsely.
"Hey, hey baby. I'm here," Alan said, moving himself closer to her. "I'm here."
"What happened? My legs hurt so much."
He felt himself freeze. She didn't know that her leg was gone? Or was this the "Phantom limb" that he had read about. "Oh, honey..."
Her breathing hitched. "I was dreaming, wasn't I? My leg didn't get torn off, did it? Daddy, please tell me that it didn't happen! I can feel it! I can feel my leg!" She was nearly sobbing as she tried to sit up to see her legs.
Alan grabbed her before she could tear off the IV's. "Honey, baby, please. Lay down, don't stress yourself," he pleaded.
"Tell me it's not true! Tell me it's not... please," she slowly sobbed herself back asleep.
Alan sniffed and looked away, wiping away a tear. Even Ian didn't seem so cheerful now.
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When Becky awoke next, it was just her and Ian awake. Alan and Ellie were asleep in the chairs with their heads leant back on the wall.
"Hey, there, squirt," Ian greeted softly.
"You're alive," Becky smiled softly. "I thought the Rex had killed you."
"Oh, no. She tried though, nearly made my leg bleed... out..." He trailed off into an awkward silence. "How are you feeling?"
"Tired, the pain isn't nearly as bad though. You?"
"Oh, I'm good. Getting out tomorrow, actually."
"That's good... "
Ian sat up and looked at her. "You're gonna be fine, you hear me? You're going to overcome this obstacle and kick life's ass, you hear me? Having this new disability isn't going to slow you down in life forever, I know it. When I see you next, you're going to be a strong, healthy, beautiful young woman. I want you to promise me that."
Choking back tears she nodded. "I- I promise."
"Good. Now go to sleep, you need to rebuild your energy so you can walk again."
She nodded and laid her head back, a smile forming on her face as she drifted back to sleep. She would get better, she decided. This wont hold her back in life.
One more chapter! Next chapter will have both Ian's television debute and Owen! Of course Owen isn't going to see Becky again probably until the third installment, but he will see what happened to her so there is that. Anyways, let me know what you think!