AN: I am no medical expert, but I will try to write this short-story as accurate as I can. (Feel free to point out if something is totally off the charts).
I will also try to keep these next chapters as realistic as I can. With that said, I'm sorry CriminalMindsLuver4ever and guest, but I don't see how Callie could find out last about her mother.
Also, you know I always try to write in your ideas and suggestion, but there are few things I won't do (if it totally goes against what I have planned or what I like/don't like). With this said - I'm once again sorry CriminalMindsLuver4ever and guest(not sure if the guest was also you), but there won't be a big Callie-Cooper blow out. Callie will have enough to deal with.
Stef POV
The kiss I gave Lena this morning - it won't be the last kiss I share with my wife!
I have so many more kisses, hugs, pats to shoulders, tickles to give to my kids!
I need to grow old with Lena. I need to see my kids grow up.
I will get the coffee - won't be the last conversation I had with Amy!
I won't die - not like this, not today!
My back hit the wall and once it does, sharp pain spread over my left shoulder. I let out a shaky breath, trying not to lose my focus. There was no time for crying, there was no time for error!
I hear two very distinct sounds that made me realize, that neither of the bullets, that they fired my direction, hit me. One of the bullet, that the guy who shot me fired, hit the wall behind me, just few inches away from me. The bullet that was fired from the other boy's gun, hit the coffee machine. Addition to the wired sound that is coming from the coffee machine, there was white smoke coming from it as well.
I keep my left arm pressed to my body, while my right hand is extended in front of me, as steady as it could be, holding the gun.
The two bullets that I fired - hit the boy right in his chest. He lost the grip of the gun and it fell down to ground. The boy fell to his knees and he grabbed his chest, where the two bullets pierced through his body. I saw blood pouring over his fingers. Next second, his body falls face down to ground. He is not moving anymore.
Quickly I turn and point my gun towards the other boy, who was now looking towards his friend, who was bleeding out. I grin my teeth and try my best to ignore the agonizing pain I was in.
"Drop it" I yell at him, while his eyes were still on his dying friend "Put the gun down! Put the gun down, now!" I shout out orders at him, while aiming right to his chest
He looks to me, gun pointed somewhere up front of him. The boy looked in shock. There is a second where we just stare at one another. I was waiting for him to give up.
He takes off running towards his friend, while firing bullets my way as he runs. There are no shelves or counters, there is no cover. I crouch down, hoping and praying, that the bullets he fired my direction won't find me.
He pressed the trigger 4 times. 3 of the 4 bullets fly over me, I hear the sound they make when they fly pass me and hit the wall somewhere behind me. The last bullet, finds my upper left arm and brushed off at it as it flew by.
The bullet pushes my left hand back again. The pain, that the second bullet made when colliding with my arm, compared to the bullet that pierced through my shoulder, was nothing. I was already in excruciating pain as it was.
After he made the 4 shots my way, the gun made a sound indicating there were no more bullets left inside of it. When he reached his friends body, he leaned down to pick up the gun, that his friend had dropped. I jump up to my feet, take a stand and aim the gun at him.
"Don't do this!" I yell out as he is in motion of picking up the friends gun "STOP!"
I was breathing heavily. I hear my heart pounding fast and hard at my chest. My shoulder is killing me. I am starting to feel light headed, probably from the blood loss.
Don't pick it up! Please don't pick it up! Please, don't make me shoot you!
"Stop! Don't!" I repeat, but he doesn't listen to me. He stood up, raising his hand up, pointing the gun up to me.
I had no choice!
It was either him or me!
I told him to stop!
I told him repeatedly!
I don't want to do this. But I do want to live.
I made a split second decision.
I did the right thing! My actions are justified!
The bullet, that flew out from my gun, hit him right in his shoulder. It pushed his body backwards, it forced him to drop the gun and he fell down to ground.
I let out the breath that I was holding. Slowly I make my way over to him, he was groaning and screaming out in pain, holding his left hand over his right shoulder, where the bullet hit him.
First, I kick the gun away, then slowly continue to approach him. I put the gun in my holster and take my handcuffs out. With only my right, I put one of the handcuff around his left wrist, the other handcuff I put around a radiator pipe, that he was lying down next to. In no way I will allow him to get away. Not after what he did. Not after he shot my partner! He will live to suffer the consequences!
I turn around and crouch down to the other boy, one that I shot before. I press my fingers to his neck, looking for a pulse, I found none. When I stand up, I reach for the radio to call it in and call for help.
Without wasting anymore time, I hurry to Amy's body. I almost slip in the blood that was forming around her. I saw her chest rise up - she is alive!
"Hey…hey!" I pat her cheek very softly, trying to get her to open her eyes "Amy…Amy, open your eyes! Come on...open your eyes!" I hoped she would hear my pleads. When I touched her cheek, she felt cold. She has lost too much blood and I have no idea how much more she can lose.
I bent down over her, so she would see my face, when I see her eyes weakly fluttering open. There was nothing but pain and fear in her eyes. Her breaths were very short, shallow and sounded like she was having trouble breathing in.
"Stay with me!" I tell her as I place my hand on her cheek and side of her neck "Help is on it's way. Just hold on!"
"OWEN! OWEN!" I lean back up and call out for the owner, for the older man, that hid behind the counter. I hear him stand up behind the counter.
"I need your help! I need towels…or something!" I call out to him when I look over my shoulder towards him. He looked frozen in spot as he looked at the mess, dead body and blood around him
"OWEN! PLEASE! I need your help!" I call out desperate. Finally he snapped out of it and as fast as he could he hurried to get some towels. Meanwhile, I press my right hand over the gunshot wound on her chest.
Once I put pressure on the bullet wound, Amy's eyes fly open wider and she cries out in pain. Amy tried to tilt her head up, trying to see, but it looked like it needed too much energy from her or it just hurt too much. She lowers her head back, wincing in pain.
"Hold on!" I repeat to her and then look over her body, trying to see where the other bullet hit her. When my eyes travel down to her legs, I see blood pouring out of her upper left thigh.
Owen finally get's back with towels. I grab one of the towel from his hand and quickly press it to the bullet wound on her torso.
"Her leg…press it against the wound!" I instruct Owen. He crouches down to her and with shaky hands he pressed the towel to her leg, causing Amy to cry out in pain once again. One single tear falls down Amy's cheek.
"Help is on it's way" I say once again. I wasn't sure if I was telling that to Amy to inform her or if I was telling that to myself to try and keep calm, because, honestly, I was freaking out. I was scared out of my mind.
I heard sirens in the distance "You hear that Amy?" I ask her when I look back to her eyes
"Help is coming. I need you to stay awake, okay!?" I glance down to my own left hand, that I had kept close to my body ever since the first bullet pierced through my shoulder
I knew this was going to hurt like hell, but I had to console and comfort Amy somehow. Wincing in pain, I move my left hand away from my body. I reach for her left hand and try to give a squeeze to her hand. I didn't expect to receive a squeeze back. It was a very weak squeeze back, but it doesn't matter.
"Don't you dare to die! We are not dying like this…you hear me! We are not going to die!"
Lena POV
I was walking with Monte down the hall, after we escorted the guest speakers to their cars in the parking lot after the event.
"I truly believe this event was a success" Monte said as we turned around a corner
"I do too. The students seemed to actually listen to the guest speakers" I said walking next to her
"Has your oldest chosen what he will study after high school?" Monte time by time glances at me as we continue to walk the hall
"Well, Brandon is going down the music path - classical" I tell her proudly
"That's not really surprising, is it?" she asks back with a small smile
"No. We already knew that. That was known for some time now" I reply back chuckling
We had just stopped outside my office when I heard my name being called out. I turn around to look back to the person, who called my name. Monte turned around as well.
I saw two officers heading our way. I knew them, one was Officer Hernandez, other one was his partner Diaz.
"Lena!" Hernandez stopped right in front of me, his partner was a small step behind him. They both were standing in such typical policeman way. Legs – shoulder length wide, straight back, head up, hands on the belt. Their eyes on me, dead serious look in them.
Them being here, them showing up like this - it could only mean just one thing.
"Please, no!" I said desperate shaking my head
"I'm sorry to inform you, but your wife and Officer Scott were both involved in a shooting. They were both taken to Mercy Hospital" Hernandez delivers the news. He tried to stay as emotional as he could, but I did see some fear and worry in his eyes as well.
My breath cough up somewhere in my throat, tears whelm up in my eyes. I can't believe this is happening again. The first time was hard enough, I have no idea how I will survive this. This was my worst nightmare all over again. Wasn't it enough the first time?
"How bad is it?" I ask quietly, dreading the answer. Hernandez hesitates with the answer, but once I repeat the question louder and more firmly, he speaks up.
"Amy is critical. Stef is walking and talking, but also injured" Hernandez informs me "We are here to escort you, you family and Callie to the hospital"
I let out a shaky breath and try to gather myself up "Okay…okay!" I try to wrap my head around the news. I needed a plan. I needed to figure out where I will start "I need…uh…I need to get..um.. the kids. The kids! They are in…class. I need to get them" I stutter out looking around the three people that were standing in the hallway with me.
Without saying anything else I take off to the closest classroom that had one of the kids in.
Callie POV
I was tapping my pen at the physics book, that was right in front of me. For the last 5 minutes I have been staring at the physics workbook where we had to do exercise 5 and 6.
I looked up to the theory and formulas in the book and then back down to the exercise. I glanced to Mackenzie on my left and saw how her pen was moving around, she was writing in the book as fast as she could.
"Need any help Miss Scott?" The teacher asked me when he stopped walking around the classroom and looked down to my workbook
I look up to the teacher "I don't…understand…this" I point to the exercise in the workbook
"Well-" He started and pressed his hands to the side of my desk. He pointed to the textbook in front of me "Let's look at the formulas first, okay? See right here we have—" he was stopped in half sentence when the doors to the classroom opened suddenly
Everyone in the classroom looked up to whoever opened the doors. Second later Lena walks in. Lena asks the teacher to walk up to her. Once the teacher is up to her, Lena whispers something to his ear.
The teacher facial expression changes instantly and I see him briefly glancing over to me. Lena finishes telling whatever she was telling to the teacher and walks out of the classroom, but doesn't close the doors behind her.
"Miss Scott, please gather your things and follow Mrs. Adams Foster" He says standing in the front, hands in front of her
"Why? What did I do?" I ask in perplexity
"Please, miss Scott. You are in no trouble, I can assure you that. Please follow Mrs. Adams Foster" He informs me, keeping his stance very still. What scared me was the serious facial expression.
I briefly glance to Mackenzie, who shrugs back at me. Then I close my book, my workbook, toss all my stuff in my bag. I grab my phone from the corner of the table and stand up.
As I head to the front of the class, I can feel other students eyes on me as I walk away. Teacher touches my shoulder briefly as I pass him. I walk out of the classroom and close the doors behind. Lena was standing in the hallway, waiting for me.
"What's going on?" I ask when I walk up to her
"Callie…" Lena said of softly and placed a hand on my shoulder
I notice that behind her, at the end of the hallway, two officers stood along with all the Adams Foster kids. Quickly I look back to Lena. The sadness, fear and concern in Lena's eyes was intense, I have never seen her like this before.
"There has been a shooting" She tells me very quietly. I hold my breath, bracing for whatever Lena is about to tell me "Both Amy and Stef have been injured. We need to go to the hospital" Lena explained and turned around, she keeps her hand around my back, to my shoulder as we start to walk towards others
"H-how…bad?" I stutter out fearing of the worse
"We are not quite sure" I had a feeling she wasn't telling me something
I recognized one of the officers that stood with the Adams Foster kids - Hernandez.
He turned to Lena when we walked up, he had a phone in his hand "Kate just picked up Frankie, like you asked. They will meet you at the hospital" He informs Lena shortly before we all turn to head to the exit
Stef POV
When the ambulance stops, I open the doors and jump out first. The drivers runs around the car and helps get the gurney with Amy out. I walk next to the gurney as we head inside the hospital. My right hand was rested on Amy's left forearm.
We are met by a group of doctors the second we walk inside. A nurse stops me from going further along with them, when we reach doors that lead to emergency room. The doctors turns to face me.
"What are we looking at?" he asks me as Amy is pushed through doors, to another part of the hospital
"It looked like 9 mm. Both were close rage shots" I tell him what I know and with that he leaves. The nurse that stopped me hurried after the doctor, following the gurney that Amy was on.
I stand in the middle of the hallways, watching how Amy is taken away. Some nurse was trying to pull me aside. I saw her mouth moving, she was telling my something, but I didn't hear a word.
I felt a warm liquid dripping down my left arm, down my palm, over my fingers. When I looked down, I saw how blood was dripping down my fingers. It was making a small pool of blood right next to my feet. The bandage, that one of the paramedics put over my shoulder in the ambulance, was covered in crimson red color. It was all soaked up in my blood. My right hand is covered in Amy's.
I don't feel any pain now. All I feel is a warm, pulsing sensation on my shoulder region. But there is no pain. I was probably high on adrenaline.
I am pulled aside, by the same nurse that tried to talk to me, when two more paramedics push another gurney pass me. A new set of doctors run up to it.
Anger took over me and I pointed my right index finger to the person on the gurney and yell at the doctors "That son of a bitch shot my partner! He shot my partner!"
"Ma'am…calm down!" I was being held back by the nurse
"He shot a cop!" I yell after the doctors, watching how they take him away to another emergency room
"Stef!" I hear a familiar voice coming from my back, I turn around quickly and see Captain Roberts walking up to me in a hurry "Stef, you need to try and stay calm"
"I am calm!" I snap at my boss
"I have been trying to get her to get checked out" the nurse tells Captain Roberts as she was holding on to my healthy arm. I pull my hand out of her hold and push her away.
"I'm not hurt!" I tried to persuade them, even thou I knew better
"You are shot!" Roberts says firmly to me "You need to go with the nurse. You need to let the doctors treat you!"
"He shot Amy!" I say desperate and point back to where they took the boy
"I know…but you need to let them check you out. You are bleeding Stef. You were shot" Roberts says taking one step closer towards me
"I'm fine! Amy…Amy is…sh-shot…"my thought got jumbled up, my head started to feel dizzy, I felt light headed again. I closed my eyes and covered them with my right, I hoped the dizzy spell will pass, my heart was beating fast inside my chest. I still felt the warm liquid dripping down my left arm
"Stef?" I hear captains concerned voice when I start to sway in my spot
I take my hand off my eyes and I try to blink the dizziness away. My sight goes blurry first, but then everything turns to black the next second.