Sh'mello everyone! Sorry I haven't updated, I was at a wedding over the weekend in Georgia, and I came down with a pretty nasty cold a few days before I left. It's one tough bugger, I'm still not completely over it.
Ah! Side note: ONE MORE WEEK UNTIL SVU! Which means we get to see the wonderful, smart, and utterly handsome, Detective Nicholas Amaro! I can't wait!
Also one more week until Chicago P.D.,Chicago Fire, and Grey's Anatomy!
To pass the slow ticking time, I will be watching the 95 episodes of Cold Case I have taped on my DVR. Yay!
Outside in the surgical room waiting room sits Scotty. He feels like he's going to pass out just sitting down, let alone standing up and pacing like he feels like he should be doing. He sighs heavily through his mouth while watching the doors waiting for someone to come out with news.
He's so intent on watching those doors, that he doesn't notice Kat and Nick storm their way in.
After their statements were taken by IAD and making sure the Boss was taken care of, both Detectives booked their way over to the hospital to get an update.
Neither of them are calm, which is a bit odd because at least one person out of the unit is always put together.
Kat makes a beeline towards the front desk on the other side of the room. She ignores the mutters of protest from others in the line as she maneuvers her way up to the front.
"I need a status update on Lilly Rush." She demands without hesitancy.
"I'm sorry," The nurse sitting behind the desk replies. "I'm only allowed to give information to immediate family."
Kat's frown deepens and her expression turns dark. She lifts the hem of her shirt, flashing her badge in the process. The nurse's eyes widen for split second at the obvious attempt of intimidation, but she's quick to regain her composure.
"I'm sorry, Detective," She repeats, her voice hard. "I can't give you any information until I get some clarification on Ms. Rush's condition."
Kat slams her hands down and leans over the counter, getting in the woman's face.
"Listen here, I don't-"
"Kat!" Nick interrupts and yanks the furious woman back a few feet, much to the nurse's relief. Kat whips around, ready to snap Nick's arm off, but is cut off when he points to Scotty.
"Scotty," She calls out. Her occasional partner tears his gaze away from the surgical doors and gives a broken half smile. She sends a silent 'thank you' for him being safe. "You're here."
"You okay?" Nicks asks with the same amount of concern as the woman next to him. The worn out man blinks a few time then takes in a deep breath.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me." He mutters. The two relax a tad, but shift uncomfortably about asking what they really want to know.
"How's Lilly?"
"Don't know," He says with misery written all over his face. "No one'll tell me anythin'."
"Well, what did you last hear?" Nick asks quietly. The sight of his friend so disheveled has his heart thumping. He plops himself down in the chair next to him and tugs on the collar of his neck to get more air.
"Somethin' about the bullet hittin' her lung? Maybe it collapsed?" He replies unsurely and gives a heavy shrug. That's just stuff he'd heard while a nurse was leading him to the waiting room.
"God." Kat whispers, bringing a hand up to cover her mouth.
"I think she's in surgery now. Haven't seen her since we got off the ambulance." Scotty finishes.
Nick inhales sharply and tugs on his tie again. At least she'd been alive when she got here, but thinking about her having surgery is making him ill. Kat isn't fairing any better. The tapping of her foot grows faster with every second that passes. She and Lilly are the only females in the whole Unit. How is she supposed to handle everyone without her?
"How's the Boss doin'? Scotty questions after a few minutes of silence. He's been so wrapped up with Lilly, he's almost forgotten his Boss had been shot too.
"It's a through and through, but they're worried about nerve damage," Nick says. "So much for a clean shot, huh?"
Scotty falls in the back of his chair, eyes clenched shut.
"Lill's prob'ly dead, and now the Boss might not be the same?"
"I can't take this." Scotty mutters, his entire body breaking out into a cold sweat. He can hear his heartbeat roaring in his ears, a numbness shoots up his spine, and then, almost like he's fallen asleep, he collapses.