Don't Leave me chapter 4
Captain James put his hand on the door handle, pulled, and walked out, with Molly and the rest of 2 section close behind him.
He then dropped back, and joined Molly in last place. They walked for 15 minutes, seeing nothing of any interest, no people anywhere.
'What was this incident exactly?' Molly asked Captain James under her breath. Captain James only turned to her and mouthed 'Not here, not now' so she turned away focusing on her role of back patrol.
Suddenly there was a shout from the front. Everyone was immediately firing at a target in the trees.
Molly fired with them. She felt the bullets flying past her, and going nowhere. They gave her a thrill nothing else did. A thrill she would not want to repeat. Suddenly she heard a different sound. A sound like a 'thud' of a bullet hitting home, a bullet that had reached its target.
She immediately spun round, to see who needed her medical attention. At that moment she felt all the blood rush out of her. Everything seemed in slow motion. All she could see was Captain James lying on the floor bleeding out. He was still conscious, and the wound didn't look too bad, but he had still been shot, and he still needed emergency medical treatment. As she put pressure on the wound she realised the firing had stopped, and the shocked faces of 2 section crowded round.
'What are you doing just standing there' Molly shouted, the panic and fear in her voice. One of the under fives moved away to radio for an air ambulance. He returned to the group, his face paler than before.
'The radio's down' he said, almost whispering.
'Ok try the emergency phone then' said Molly, taking charge.
'Its also down' replied a different person.
'Shit' Molly cursed under her breath. They had only had one, very brief training session in the case of this, as it was very rare.
'Okay. Get the stretcher out of my bag and assemble it. I want 4 of you to carry it, whilst I am looking after Bossman. I want the rest of you covering us as we are so fucking vulnerable now' Molly shouted, the hint of tears trying to fall as she got to the end of her commands. The under 5's did as she asked, as she kept applying pressure in Captain James' thigh.
They lifted him onto the stretcher, being as quick and delicate as possible. They set off, Molly staying with the Captain the whole time. He was now groaning as she hadn't given him any pain relief to try and keep him conscious.
By some miracle they all made it back the their camp, and rushed Captain James back to the med tent.
'Okay. 2 of you tossers I want to stay here with me. Someone else go and contact Bastian with the emergency radio, and tell them we need them here ASAP, and I want everyone else out of here.' Molly commanded, now fitting to the role of boss.
They laid captain James on the bed there. She had never thought they would have had to use this emergency equipment. She put a drip in his arm to administer blood, and pain relief. She had padded the would so well that it had stopped bleeding now, and slowly captain James started coming round. She sent away the two who had stayed.
'Molly' captain James said, with his eyes closed.
'You are going to be ok sir. Judging by the time it took you to come round, I'd say the bleeding wasn't as severe as I thought, and you will be as right as rain in no time' molly smiled at him.
'Where am I' asked captain James, a confused look on his face.
'Well' laughed molly. ' that's a long story. See, it turns out all of the radio happens to be down, as well as the mobile lines, so we couldn't contact an air ambulance for you, so here you are back at base.'
Just at that moment smurf walked in, a solemn look on his face. ' I am afraid we are going to have to stay here for a while. They say that because captain James isn't too bad they aren't willing to send out a helicopter. All the flights are grounded after another two helicopters have been shot down, but they did say that we're not to go on patrol anymore.'
'Molly looked at captain James in despair. 'Looks like your gonna have to stay here a bit then Bossman' she whispered to the sleeping from of captain James, who was dead to the world because of the strong pain killers and antibiotics she had pumped into him.
That night Molly didn't leave captain James' side, stroking his head and comforting him from the pain whenever he woke up. She was constantly there to check he was stable, and to keep checking the monitoring machine's. In the morning a bunch of the under 5's came in to watch him whilst Molly got some shut-eye, but she only slept for 2 hours and went straight back to captain James afterwards.
' we're doing the night tonight' they told her, in a no-nonsense type of voice, so sure enough, with protest, Molly went to bed, whilst 4 of 2section stayed up with the captain.
Molly kept having dreams of Captain James going down again. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder, shaking her awake. She looked up at the deathly pale face of smurf. 'Somethings happened Molls' he said whispering.
'One minute he was fine, and the next he started having fits'.Molly jumped out of her beed, still dressed, and ran over to the med tent. As she walked in she could see how serious this was. The sheets around Captain James were drenched with sweat, and there were 4 under 5's restraining him as he shuddered and rolled. Molly quickly tore thee sheets from his bed, and got a sliver foil blanket, and wrapped him in that. She then put her hand on his head. It was hot, and wet. 'He's got a fever' she said. 'there must be an infection somewhere.' suddenly she noticed a red rash around his bullet wound. 'shit!' she shouted.
'Ok, it seems bossman must have the bullet still in his leg, which is causing him the infection. Now we are going to have to get it out, but they don't supply us with any anaesthesia equipment, so this is not going to be pretty' she said, already going to her medical cupboard to get out the things she would need.
'I want 3 other people to help hold him down, and get them quick' she ordered, whilst putting extra antibiotics into the boss's drip. Sure enough, 2 minutes later, 3 more under 5's walked in, and helped to hold captain James down.
'Ok, this really isn't going to be pretty' molly warned, before she took her sterilised scalpel to captain James' leg, and thrust it into his wound. A bone chilling scream, from aa man on his deathbed rang out around the camp. Soon enough molly had the silver bullet in her hand, and was stitching up the incision, and disinfecting the area. They had everything for a clean, safe, simple surgery, just no anaesthetics as they were not trained with them. They were too risky, an were almost never used.
5 hours later, and molly lifted up the clean sheets. She would now see if she had saved him, or killed him...
Sorry for the cruel cliffhanger, but i hope to update soon! Thanks for all the great reviews, and i hope you enjoyed this chapter :) as always, please review.
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