Mo and Oliver looked at each other, fear written all of both faces as no response came from the patient or both medics. Mo looked at Oliver, lowering her voice as the ward was silent, everybody's eyes fixed on the broken lift.

"We need to get down there now!" she spoke quickly, nodded

Oliver nodded, rubbing his chin anxiously as he thought, "Right. Call Hanssen, tell him what's happened."

Mo looked and beckoned for a nurse to follow his instructions.

A few minutes later, the fire service team burst onto the ward, they run over as Mo and Oliver explain the situation as best as they could.

Meanwhile, in the eerie lift, still creaking violently with the blearing siren Jac lay, semiconscious as she groaned incoherently.

"Z-… Zosia- " Jac's voice shook as she shivered, sharp metal debris had cut her abdomen open and she was bleeding out. "Zosia-!" She peeled her eyes open and fought the urge to fall back into unconsciousness.

Zosia lay, looking lifeless – most certainly unconscious

Jac slowly attempted to move over to her junior, wriggling underneath the debris as she groaned, agonised as she realised she was trapped slightly, she continued to push out, breathing heavily as she began to get clammy, now even more faint from the blood loss and her squirms to escape. She made it over to Zosia, slowly and shakily taking her pulse, groaned in frustration.

"C-Come on, Zosh.." Jac's tone of voice was slow and weak, she used her other hand her grip onto her abdomen, trying to stop the bleeding.

"H-Help me-" Zosia whispered in the quietest tone, slowly and ever so slowly regaining some form of conscious.

"What is it?" Jac looked closely, her demeanour changed as she realised Zosia was in trouble. She attempted to pick up her smashed mobile which was in her back pocket, using the flashlight to search over Zosia's body for injuries, noticing Zosia's legs were trapped, she suddenly looked panicked.

"I-I'm sorry-" Zosia paused, her voice wavering emotionally, "I-… I think I'm dying-" She slowly began to lose consciousness again.

"N-no, Zosia! You're not dying… Can you hear me?" she looked torn, glanced over at 'Mr Walkies' who was certainly dead. She quickly dialled Darwin, the signal wavering as she waited for someone to pick up.

Mo, raced to the Darwin phone, "Hello! Darwin."

"M-Mo, it's Jac-… I need you in here now, please you have to do something. Zosh, she's trapped." Jac's voice sounded like raw, pure emotion.

"Okay, okay. What's up with her? The fire service are almost reaching you, I'll come down with them."

"She's trapped, her legs-. She's not conscious Mo." Jac kept a her fingers on her pulse. "Pulse is thready, please Mo. She's going to die if you don't get here within the next five minutes.

Mo suddenly looked alarmed, glanced at Oliver as they frantically began to change into protective clothing that one of the fire service members handed them as they all listened in to the phone call.

"Okay, Jac. Stay on the phone to me, just talk to me-…" Mo tried to sound calm, but she was far from it.

Jac suddenly deteriorated, as she took a shallow breath and exhaled quietly, her eyes slowly sliding closed, "I- can't"

The phone signal began to crackle loudly.

"Jac? Are you there? Jac?!" Mo looked as the lift doors opened, "We need to get down there pronto!"

the fire service and mechanics nodded, Oliver held onto a large medical kit as they began walking down first, carefully placing safety cords to their uniforms.

"Hurry up!" Mo stressed.

Oliver began to bite his lip, nervous as he had no idea how he would see his secret love, Zosia

Some dreadful slow minutes later Mo and Oliver began to creep their way carefully down the unsteady lift shaft, in front of their welled up eyes lay Zosia and Jac, both medics looked pretty lifeless. Jac's skin paler than it had ever been before, and Zosia trapped under debris, only her head on view.

Mo took a moment, about a second just to stare at both of her colleagues. Before barking orders at all. They all did as Mo demanded, Jac again once coming around slightly as Oliver sat next to her side, finding IV access whilst keeping firm pressure on her abdomen wound as Jac breathed wheezily.

She sounded confused, "Ollie… P-please… just keep Emma safe. Keep my daughter safe.- She slowly slipped out of consciousness again.