Chapter 10

Chicago, County General Hospital

Sam rushed into the trauma room to see Becca pumping the bag furiously and Claire watching every move that Abby made. Sam rushed over to help Becca with the pumping as soon as Becca moved off the bag. Becca was glad that she had some relief of what was happening. As for Sam, she kept pumping the bag furiously to try and get the patient to breathe on his own. Abby directed Becca to see what was happening in the other trauma room while Claire and Neela seemed to have all the help that they need in that trauma.

Becca walked through the trauma room doors and into a even more chaotic scene, even more blood was thrown across the room and it looked like the had been a war that had happened in that room.

"What are you doing in here?" Kovac asked quickly, "I thought you were helping in the other trauma,"

"Dr. Lockhart told me to come in here," she said back to him.

"Well, if that is what she wants, then come and help," Luka said back to her. Becca threw on a gown and put on gloves and assisted with the trauma. She was finally excited that she had seen something other than suturing head lacs and lacerations on small children and telling patients that they could wait in the waiting room. Although she had gotten her wish, she was feeling a little rushed at the present moment.

"Do you know how to do a chest tube?" Luka asked quickly.

"Yes, but it'll be my first one on a live person," Becca said.

"Well, there's a first time for every time, just be careful and try not to kill him. I'll guide you through it" he said.

"Okay," Becca said nervously as she began to slide the tube underneath the collarbone and listened contently through all the beeps and outside noises in the ER.

"You're doing great," Luka said to her.

"What," Becca said in great concentration.

"You're doing great," he repeated to her.

"Thanks," Becca said as she finished up the chest tube.

"Well, I think that's all we can do for now," Luka said as the heart monitor in the back continued to beep monitoring the patients heartbeat. The patient laid still on the gurney as Luka and Becca walked back to the admit desk. Chuny followed behind them as Luka told her to notify the family of the trauma and get them in to see the family member.

"Well, that was your first trauma," he said to her.

"I guess you can say that, but I didn't assist my teacher," Becca said.

"Well, you did what she told you to do, do you?" he said.

"Well, yes," Becca said.

"Welcome to County General, Dr. Calloway," Luka said.

"Thanks," Becca said, "What do I do know,"

"Wait for instructions from Dr. Lockhart," he said as he walked out with Chuny who had located the family of the patient.

Washington DC, White House

Amy's Room

She sat staring at the wall full of posters and the computer screen flashing scenes of her friends holding medals that they had won at local swimming meets. Pictures of her mother and father and older siblings flashed next on the screen. Amy got up and quickly hit a button to get rid of the screen saver. A message appeared on the screen, you have one new message, reply needed. Amy decided to hit the button and see who was online.

Hayley0792: How bad did your mom give it to you?

AmySwimmer: Two weeks.

Hayley0792: Wow, that's bad. You think Shanti will ever talk to you again.

AmySwimmer: Why do you say that?

Hayley0792: She was pretty pissed that you got her in trouble.

AmySwimmer: I know.

Hayley0792: Well, I hope she isn't. Are you allowed to come to the meet on Friday, right?

AmySwimmer: Yeah, I hope so. Swimming is about the only thing that will take me out of this boredom.

A soft knock came at the door and Amy immediately said goodbye to her friend and turned off her screen saver. She was in fear that her mother would catch her doing something that she wasn't supposed to be doing.

"Come in," Amy said quietly. Her mom softly opened the door and peered her head in the door and came in.

"Doing homework, I hope," Mac said to her daughter.

"Uh… yeah," Amy said the first thing that came into her mind at the time.

"That's good, honey," she replied.

"Uh… mom, I have a question," she hesitated to ask her mother.

"What?" she said.

"Can I go to the swim meet on Friday?" Amy asked her mother hoping that she would say yes.

"Sure, honey, but your coming home right after it," Mac said to her youngest daughter. Amy leaped off the chair and gave her mother the biggest hug that she could ever give. She was so happy that she was finally getting out the room that she had been sentenced to for what seemed like an eternity.