"Ben, you don't know the half of it. I heard|
Dr. Taylor mention some lean odds about getting
serum to turn Lopez around and they
weren't in the double digits. Two of the three
bats we managed
to salvage from Manney's
vehicle are dead or nearly so. " Cap caught
himself when he caught Ben's
nod and gaze. "Wait a minute. We should be
talking about our jobs here Ben.
in things that we can't change ourselves."
Stone smiled. "Exactly right.
So why worry?"
and his teeth glowed under his dark skin.
"Here, put this back on.." and Stone gave
Hank's captaining helmet back from where
he had recovered it from the driveway.
"You left it behind
going into that tower collapse,
while running to save one of MY men. What were
you trying to do?
Break our tie of equal numbers
of commendation medals? " and he chuckled.
"No really, McConike
asked me to reinstate you
to active duty. Said something along the lines of
it being good medicine
for the ranks. All of them."
There was a weighed silence as both captains
realized just how
much the quake had claimed
of their energy. And both, just shrugged it off
by saying the first
thing to come to mind.
"I'd better be getting ..." Cap began.
"...back to work.." Stone
They both laughed, a little more easily after
that. Cap raised his HT in salute
as Stone made
his way across the boulevard back to the triage
station and got a returning, "All's
Stanley took a deep breath and then went|
back into the station.
It was quiet in the bunk room for the
second night. ::Deja Vu all over again..::
::Only this time, Marco's
on borrowed time.::
His good hand ached from squeezing Marco's
valved O2. Everyone's did. But no one
complained. Gage looked up at Dr. Brackett
only briefly from
watching Gil's ventilations on
Marco. Johnny was in his usual place of the
last few hours, acting
as sentry vigilant for
signs of gastric distension.
"Doc, any word yet on the chopper with
Kel shook his head. "I'm afraid not, Johnny.
They.....got sidetracked moving
critical patients." he said reluctantly, knowing
that his senior medic would react.
Johnny complained bitterly. "Oh,
really? Since when does saving lives come
down to a decision based
He immediately apologized. "Sorry, Dr.
Brackett. I'm always edgy when things
outta hand. Especially when one of
those hands, is mine.."
"I'm no stranger to red tape either,
But with that modified airway I've got in
place, the problems we've been having
keeping his trachea patent will be
much less. If his varices hemorrhaging
gets worse, I can always
do a tracheotomy
around any necrotic swelling."
"And what good will that do?" Johnny spat.
"Marco's got no way of clotting a surgical
incision. He'll just bleed to death afterwards
even faster rate!!"
"Johnny....." Gil admonished. "He can hear
you.." he said through clenched
casting pointing eyes down on Lopez from
where he sat, while still keeping the
rhythm of breaths regular.
"I know.." he said shortly. "Sorry."
Gage left their sides and
headed quickly into
the kitchen improvised lab and there he sat
into one of the chairs, seething
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