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"What? Jules—No—Come on Jules, stay with me. Please! Come on!" Sam yelled as he watched her close her eyes, her hand wrapped tightly with his. She swallowed slowly, "You'll love someone else." Sam shook his head quickly screaming, "Get over here damn it!"
Paramedics surrounded them as they immediately started bagging air to her. Sam glanced over to one of the men who shook his head slowly and continued to roll the gurney out of the building.
Ed placed his hand on Sam's shoulder as they both walked out quickly, following the gurney, "Be with her." He whispered as he joined their teammates. Sam nodded and followed her onto the ambulance with tears rolling down his cheeks.
No, this cant be happening. In the last few hours the only things I have said to her is that she was a cheating whore, I could never forgive her, and that I didn't love her anymore. Damn it Sam! Damn it!
The next thing he realized, he was being held down to a seat in the ambulance by two paramedics. He was freaking out. "We're doing everything we can Sir, we're going to try—you just stay calm and everything will be okay."
"How the hell do I stay calm while my wife dies!?" He yelled jumping from the seat and next to her, gripping her hand tightly, "Jules, I'm so sorry! Come on Jules—Pull through, you can do it. Please, for the kids, not me." The men in the back of the ambulance gave up on holding him back as Sam fell to the floor of the ambulance, holding tightly onto Jules' hand, "I'm so sorry." He whispered as he came back to his feet.
Entering the Emergency Room, it was an immediate time of getting to a trauma room and trying to bring her back.
"Sir, stand back." A doctor told him as he pushed past. There were many nurses and other doctors in the room, hooking up monitors and a ventilator. Sam stood back to the corner, as he physically wanted to kill himself for their fighting that morning.
"She's in V-Tach!" A nurse yelled as the monitors set off. As a crash cart was brought in the doctors began to shout out terms of medications and tools needed.
"Clear." A single shock.
"Clear." Another shock.
The doctors went to bagging and compressions after one more shock.
With Sam in the corner practically in tears, a nurse walked over and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Can we call anyone?" Sam shook his head, "Our—our team is coming." She smiled and nodded.
A few minutes later a doctor nodded to him and followed him into the hallway. "She doesn't need surgery. The bullet made and exit wound and left the body—but with that left a large amount of bleeding through several organs. Mr. Braddock, We've decided to give the heart and lungs a rest—we're putting her on bypass."
Sam's face fell to the ground as a doctor pushing a large machine walked past him and into the room. "No—There has to be something you can do." He groaned as the doctor shook his head, "We haven't given up yet. There are still signs of brain activity, which tells us she isn't brain dead. I promise to you—for you and your children—we will try our best to get her back. She's the one that has to fight, and she isn't at the moment…It's up to her to stay with us."
Sam slammed his hand to his forehead as tears filled his eyes. "I made a mistake and she probably never wants to see me again."
"She needs you now though. Someone needs to tell her that she can come through. If not, her chances of coming out of this alive are pretty slim. This is a mental thing—knowing that she can do this. We can only keep her on bypass for 4 hours, and after that—well—." Sam shook his head as the doctor nodded slowly. "Okay—Okay I'll—Just can I have a minute to talk to her?" The doctor smiled and nodded, "Go ahead, in a few minutes we're going to move her to an ICU room where its more calm and quiet."
Sam shook the doctors hand and walked into the trauma room as two female nurses finished hooking all of the monitors up and left the room.
"Jules—." Sam whispered as he stroked his finger along her ghost white cheek. "I'm so sorry." A tear rolled down his cheek. "Come back for the kids. Please—They need you. Carly needs her mother. Sydney wants you to be there and protect her. Alexis is going to need someone to be able to call to complain to every single night, and then there's Jessica—She needs her mother at a time like this. You went through a whole pregnancy with no mother by your side—she's going to need you to hold her hand and be there for her. I cant do this alone. But—I don't—I don't deserve to be here with you." He stepped closer to her, sliding his hand down her arm, as he whispered in her ear, "I will always love you."
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"We're with Julianna Braddock—the SRU Constable brought in." Greg informed a nurse at the front desk. She nodded slowly and waved her hand for the men to follow.
"Her husband's with her now—or not?" Everyone looked around as they only saw Jules on a gurney with two nurses prepping to move her upstairs. "Where is--?" She whispered to the nurses as they shook their heads. "He needed a moment." One nurse said quietly as he changed an IV.
Greg stepped back from the situation as he saw Sam charge out of the bathroom and pause when he saw his team there.
"Sam—Why aren't you with her?"
"I needed to straighten my thoughts. I can't stand with her. I treated her awful today."
Greg placed his hand on Sam's back as the nurses pushed Jules out of the trauma room and the rest of the team stepped back. "Sam—We'll meet you upstairs. Do you really want—I mean, Sam—What if—." Greg was stopped as Sam pushed him away. "She's not going to die!"
"I'm not saying that Sam—Just—Here, one person gets to ride the elevator with her. Why don't you go and hold her hand? I'm sure she'd appreciate having you there with her."
After a moment of silence in staring at Greg and his teammates over to the side, Sam started to picture the two of them smiling and laughing, playing with the kids, hugging and kissing each other, and as he looked over to near the elevators where he saw her lying on a gurney—or what could be her death bed—he remembered how he told her he would love her forever. Sam nodded as Greg patted his back and smiled, "Everyone makes mistakes Sam—That doesn't mean they don't regret them" Greg spoke as Sam walked over to the elevator and the rest of the team followed to catch the next elevator up as the doors closed.
"Hey Sweetheart." Sam whispered as he slid his fingers through her blank white hand, "I know you can do this."
GGGAAHHHH! I seriously have never had such a problem writing a chapter in my life! GAH. I'm so, so sorry this chapter turned out so sloppy. Don't worry, the next chapter will be better, I HOPE! I might get to writing it now because I'm done with drivers ed finally (:
But…School starts on Tuesday :O
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