From: patti keiper <firstname.lastname@example.org>
'Erin James' <email@example.com
Date: Thu Feb 7, 2008 3:56 am
Wins The Race~~
Dixie McCall finally reached the point of actually declining
losing Sharon Walters had been stimulus
enough for her. ::That and handling the finer points of
teenaged-patient-to-doctor sensitivities.:: she mused.
She was back at her desk, mulling over
chart she had left to update. Sharon's.
Bored, she leafed through it and noticed a
followup note from
Joe that hadn't been added. ::Now that's not like him. He usually
the lab boys until he rules out ALL the fatal stuff
when it comes to heart bugs. Now where's that
wondered, still searching.
Thinking it was lost, she asked the nurses going
rounds about it. They didn't know anything. So Dixie
decided to intrude on Kel's sacrosanct
freetime solely on the
basis that any delay could possibly mean a life threatening
for Sharon. And as Walter's primary care physician,
McCall was very certain that Brackett would want
So she picked up the telephone and dialed in to Kel's
Then she waited while the system connected to his unit.
Somewhere in the hospital, the younger maintenance
man got on his radio. "Dave to Scotty. Got
your ears on?"
##Yeah, I'm on the second floor. Anything?##
"Not yet. Floors eight through
three are all clear.
No red point trigger alarms firing. Water pressure's
good. Oxygen psi's normal
in all rooms so far, and
even the new data computer is up and running, intact."
rubbing his sweaty chin that was
damp from his exertions from tramping down all the
containing their fire panels.
##Good deal. Let's meet down on the ground level.
all our volatiles are stored...##
"And the live bugs.... Man, if they ever got out...."
##God forbid.## sighed Scotty over the channel.
##Okay, I'm heading down. Meet you
"At the main hallway intersection. 10-4."
The older maintenance man laughed.
you doing? Do you think you're a CHiPper or something?
Use plain language. Hate to break
it to ya, but we aren't in
the heroic line of business at all there, good buddy.##
talking? Is that C.B. radio chatter I'm hearing?"
Dave felt a surge of playfulness.
"You're closer than me.
##You're on! Go!## came Scotty's instant reply.
game was pure fun for both men, until they
shot around mutual opposite corners and came nose to
up against a lowered emergency bulkhead flashing
Station 51 wasn't really
glad to be finally all back in quarters,
for their accursed lull of no runs had set in once again
the early action of yesterday.
Recharged after one of Stoker's famous breakfasts,
Johnny was getting antsy. "Hey, Pally."
Roy looked over at his recharged best friend and groaned
inwardly. He said, "Yeah, Junior?"
Roy cut his friend off, "...we can
do a supply run?"
"Yeah." Gage grinned after Roy had completed his sentence.
DeSoto said, indicating the way ahead of him
from the kitchen.
Cap grinned, "Feeling a little
housebound are we, pal?"
Johnny blushed, "Sorry, Cap."
Mike chuckled, "Don't be. After
the morning we had
yesterday, it's hard to just put the brakes on it."
Hank grinned, "Stay
available, you two. Tell the
hospital crew we said hi."
Roy chuckled, "We will."
and Johnny left the day room and then the station.
Minutes later, they pulled into Rampart.
Johnny commented as they climbed out of the squad.
"I wonder what Rampart's been doing with another quiet
day on their hands."
"That's if they even calmed down after what we
dropped off for them."
Johnny chuckled, "True.
And it seems like that baby earthquake
didn't charge up the mix either. There's nobody here." he
"Good, and you know what that means..." Roy began as a
"No line in the
cafeteria..." Gage crowed.
"Don't tell me that you're hungry again. You just ate.." Roy|
"I'm a growing boy..."
Johnny grinned, burping loudly.
"Okay. Okay. I give in. Get your second breakfast so I can
a little peace and quiet." DeSoto said grumpily.
"Deal. Let's go in the main visitor entrance,
that way's faster."
"If you insist." DeSoto said, giving in.
walked into an unfrazzled main lobby.
As they hit the cross in the hallway, they overheard
nurses say, "Hey, have you heard about Sharon Walters?"
This perked the guys' ears up. One of
the nurses said, "Yeah,
sounds like she's gonna be in a world of hurt for a while."
and curious, Johnny spoke up, "Uh, ladies what room is
"Think we're gonna give
that away to you, Romeo? Buzz off. She's
a sick girl." one of them replied.
Roy sighed hugely.
"Please, for me? I'll keep him on a leash."
Appeased, the second one answered, "Okay, I trust
you. You have
cute eyes. Um,... 302, Mr. Dreamy." she said after checking the
number she had
inked onto her palm.
Roy said, "Thanks. Thanks a lot. Listen, uh, when you see Dixie,
you let her know that Squad 51 is up visiting Sharon and
if she needs any help at all with her, to
let us know?"
"Okay. See you later, Pool Eyes.." she crooned.
Miffed, Gage was offended as he watched Roy wave shyly back. |
"How do you do that? You're a married
man for Pete's sake."
Roy shrugged. "Natural charisma?" he offered.
After they had eaten
their second breakfast, Roy and
Johnny decided to walk it off. On their way to the
noticed the elevators were out of
order. Roy said,"I guess the quakes turned the
Johnny commented, "Looks that way." The
two of them made their way up the steps.
shrugged as the duo jogged the stairs. Johnny thought
:: Nice to get some exercise after that lull::
Johnny hiccuped loudly as they climbed up to
the third floor.
Roy looked over, "You okay,
"Yeah, maybe I shouldn't have had that
second breakfast after all."
"Ah, looks like the
growing boy has hit a limit."
Johnny smirked, "Never mind me, Pally.
have a nurse to go cheer up."
Roy and Johnny made it to their floor in a minute.
Roy opened the door and held it, "After|
"Would you just shut up." Gage warned.
Roy just smirked again.
It was really quiet as the guys made their way to
and disappeared inside without a
single other staff person seeing or preventing
them from entering.
Sharon looked up when she heard the door
She was surprised to see Johnny and
Roy, but quickly recognized them as having
made a special trip
just for her. They didn't smell
like firesmoke or freeway exhaust.
"Johnny, Roy, what are
you doing here?"
Johnny's lopsided grin appeared as he said,
"Well we heard you were a bit
under the weather
so we figured we'd come visit you."
Sharon blushed, "Th-thannk you."
Roy smiled, "You're welcome."
Johnny turned back to business mode. "Have
they told you anything
Sharon bowed her head, "They said I have
rheumatic fever... Oh,..it's not contagious,
but it almost cost me my career before I
ever really got started." Sharon said and
openly with affection as she
recalled what the other nurses and doctors
she worked with had done
for her. And then
she started weeping again.
Roy and Johnny looked at each other and |
silently nodded. The duo wrapped Sharon
up in a hug,
and Roy said calmly, "I'm glad
you guys got that whole thing figured out.
How are you feeling?"
Sharon struggled between sobs, "They
can't cure me,... ever, and I won't be
for weeks and weeks yet."
Johnny said, "Hey now, they can treat ya.
Trust me. From being a
visitor to Hotel Rampart, I know you'll
have nothing but the best folks working
Sharon started to relax as the guys' words
sank in. Feeling her relax, Roy and
both let go of her.
Sharon leaned back against her
pillows, "Thanks, guys. I needed
Roy said, "You're welcome."
Johnny added, "Anytime you need to be
we'll be happy to show you." Gage
Roy smacked him on the arm for excessive
Johnny didn't even look at him. "Well, maybe
just a little." he amended, enduring the sting.
Sharon cracked a half smile, "Okay."
But then she sobered up again, frowning sadly.
Roy asked, "What is it, Sharon?"
Sharon said, "I was going to show Dixie,
and anybody else who was
interested, something I did in one of my
nursing classes. But now I
don't think I'll
get a chance to before they get too old
to remember things."
perked up, "Oh yeah?
What'll take too long for a nurse
and doctor to forget?"
Them. From my behavioral
class. I was able to train some rats to follow
commands. I thought that
they might be
helpful if we ever had another lock out."
Then she looked up. "Shhh! Someone's
Hide! I'm not supposed to have any visitors.."
"OhmyG*d! The hot room!" Scotty quailed,
his mouth fallen
open in shock.
"It's leaking." peeped Dave. Mutely his hand came up and he
pointed. " ...and somebody's caught in the airlock..."
Dave started to flee, but Scotty grabbed
him by the arm, and
hauled him back with a panicky wheeze. "We're safe! And they're
got their own clean air supply, man. We gotta
go talk to them in order to find out what the problem
Lurching and frightened out of their minds, the two Rampart
the glass of the mantrap and began
to peer inside. Gasping, the window fogged up on their
Scotty had the presence of mind to wipe it away
with a hasty sleeve. He began shouting, even as Dave
to get them both HEPA Class One respirators to wear.
"Are you all right? Are you all right?
One, two...and the intern."
he counted fast, shouting over the roar of the klaxon sounding
ears, to get a head count.
Dave thrust a biofilter mask over to Scotty and then he
own on in just seconds. Breathing hard, he got on his radio.
Scotty saw an okay sign but then,
just as fast, there was a pantomimed
disagreement inside the sealed chamber. Tom, the lab tech, was
gesturing a cut throat motion across his neck and lifting up a very
insistent single index finger.
"What? What?!" Scotty shouted. "I don't understand.."
Behind him, Dave began to sound out
their alarm. "HVAC to
Hospital Op. Break break break! Biocontainment leak 1East
ground level! Three
trapped. Send immediate---"
Scotty grabbed his arm, pushing down the radio urgently.
something wrong in there. What are they saying?!"
Distracted, Dave looked up, also seeing the
"Ohmyg*d. Somebody's missing."
Scotty waited for the radio to switch over to Emergency
before broadcasting more information. "Who? Everybody's
accounted for.. Tom, Chang, Lei.."
Dave's face looked full and frightened. "But what if they had a visitor?
Somebody didn't make
it into the airlock with the others!"
Scotty planted his nose back against the separating glass.
"Who?! Who is it?" he shouted, overpronouncing his words.
Though mute, the other lab technicians
they scrawled a single name on a pad of paper from one of
'Joe Early.' it said.
Dave understood. "One of the doctors from Emergency. A
He works with Kel Brackett."
Scotty turned back to the others and started nodding.
Is he alive?"
The radio dangling between the two maintenance workers
began to sing. ##Ops to
HVAC, confirm Emergency Situation
Priority One. Internal Response Team has been activated.
Scotty ignored the transmission, locking onto the technicians|
eyes as their faces fell suddenly as
they wrote a new note
and pushed it against the window.
'Not moving now. Exposed heavily before
airway protection was
self placed.' came back the written reply.
Dixie double checked the number she had dialed to
Kel's brand new pager. It was the correct one.
I should contact--:: she started to think to herself.
Right then, a nurse walked quickly up to
her desk with a
"What is it, Betty?" asked Dixie.
"HVAC's doing a property
wide sweep because of that
minor ground shake. Just thought you should know." she
"Okay, thanks, Betty. I'll let the others know as soon
as I finish this page of mine. I sure hope
isn't down. Our telephones are fine. Have you had a chance
to play with these new fangled
things yet?" she said.
"'Fraid not." she replied apologetically as she walked away.
shrugged and decided to solve her problem the old
fashioned way. With a little footwork. ::I'll just
track him down.
It's not like this report's that urgent or anything.:: she figured.
was Kel last seen?" she murmured, scratching her
"Sharon's room..." floated back a reply.
Dixie looked up.
It was Doctor Morton, arriving to claim the coffee that a certain
Dixie grinned. "Thanks."
Mike nonchalantly walked up to the fire department
and tapped its readout. "Anything cooking?"
"Not yet." McCall replied. "Seems dead
quiet this morning, too,
"Unfortunately... But you wanna know something? I'd give
for a little action in the fire department."
"Get out of my skull. A few hours ago,
I was thinking the same thing."
Dixie scoffed. "Mind the store. I gotta speak with Kel for a minute
about this.." she said, lofting up Sharon's metal clipboard.
Morton didn't stop her, realizing
that he, too, wanted the tightest
and best care for their youngest star pupil. He sat down on the
stool Dixie vacated. "Sure thing." he told her.
Dixie padded to the nearest stairwell and made
Knocking softly, she entered.
Sharon was sleeping soundly, undisturbed
by the commotion
of the breakfast dietary technicians slowly making their rounds.
up at the status dry marker board, Dixie hunted for
Kel's latest notes and vital signs entry. It wasn't
the current hour. Frowning, McCall wrote down what information
there was, and then she
left as silently as she came.
::Huh. That's weird. I wonder where he is?:: McCall puzzled.
was due back on duty a half an hour ago.::
Casting her head around, she caught a passing thought.
"Did you oversleep I wonder?" she said out loud.
Smiling, she snuck up to Morton's dorm room,
and knocked loudly.
There was no reply. Dixie made a face. "He moved.." she complained
"That's not fair. How am I gonna find him now?" she said,
giving the door another smack with Sharon's
chart for good measure.
Dixie thought for a second, ::If I was Kel, where would I go?::
it dawned on her ::The next quiet place I could find::
"And that means.." she planned out loud. "...that
a pager whistle
prompt, will likely scare the h*ll out of him. I think it's time I
buzzed his shorts
to within an inch of his life."
Dixie moved to the nearest house phone next to Sharon's room
and made the special priority request.
She began to get very worried when no one ran up with news
that he had popped out of nowhere looking like something the
cat dragged in.
Snatching up the
phone once more, Dixie upgraded to the emergency
measure, explaining the situation to the hospital
operator on duty.
"He's not answering. Something may be wrong. Maybe another
patient's down perhaps."
##No problem, Miss McCall. I'll set it to continuous audible.##
"That'll work. I'll send out some people to hunt for it on different|
floors. Thanks a bunch." she
said. Then she fled down the hall,
casting an ear out for the telltale answer-me-now hail wail of
well hidden pager. ::And its wearer.:: she thought triumphantly.
But then her sudden worry
began to grow in leaps and bounds.
::Why can't I find you, Kel. You're beginning to scare me.::
Dave the boiler
man broke out of his stunned paralysis. He shot
the radio up to his mouth. "Three safe. One contaminated
unconscious. Status unknown."
Suddenly, Scotty staggered against his arm, coughing, and
Dave grabbed him, and lifted him up. "Scotty? Are you o--"
and unscented clogged his throat, stealing the
air from his lungs. Dave, too, started to choke, suddenly
Scotty paled, and began moving as fast as he could for the stairs.
get out of here!" he gurgled, clutching at his throat.
Whatever it was, went right through the
HEPA filters with ease.
The two maintenance men shot into the stairwell, helping each other,
they got up to the second floor. Together, they emerged into the heart
of the Emergency Center and
there they both fell onto their hands and
knees, and then finally onto their faces, onto the floor.
floor, Dixie began to panic. No one had seen
Kel since he last left Sharon's medical emergency. ::When
shoed him out the second time so she could finally get some
sleep....Huh. I know. I'll try the
lab. He might be checking up
on Joe's cardiac followup on Sharon.::
Doctor Morton was startled out of his thoughts when he heard a loud thud.
He was stunned to see
Dave and Scotty laying flat down on the ground.
Suddenly, all of the training he had ever had, kicked
in. Morton barked,
"I need some help here. NOW!! I need two gurneys!"
Four orderlies jumped
out of their skin and sprinted over with two
wheeled beds. Carefully, Dave and Scotty were loaded
onto the stretchers.
The movement jarred Dave back to life, enough to croak out, "Leak-
One down, three safe." Dave sank into darkness.
Outwardly, Morton stayed calm on the outside.
On the inside, he was
galvanized. Morton barked, "Okay, put these men in Two.
And get some vitals
Morton followed the orderlies into the treatment room. He grabbed |
the phone and immediately called
the hospital dispatcher, "Look, this
is Doctor Morton in Treatment Two. Call a hospital wide Code
Get all available hands to seal off the critical wards and ICU. Those not
are to report to Emergency, stat! I have two men reporting
a bio outbreak in the lab on 1East."
The dispatcher quickly said, ##Right away, Doctor Morton.##
Morton hung up the phone and turned
to the orderlies. "Look, I don't know
how long it's just going to be me, so you two have been drafted.
Take a good
look at these victims and note their status. If anything changes in the
one of you is to come get me, STAT! Understood?" he ordered,
after checking to be sure that both were
Both orderlies nodded affirmative as they replied, "Yes, Doctor Morton."
"Good. Now get some oxygen going. High flow." Morton quickly got and
wrote down a set of basic vitals
that he was finding on them with marker
onto their pillow cases with time stamps. "I'll be back. Remember
what I said.
This is a full triage situation. They're both category red."
Without waiting for
a reply, Morton stormed out of the treatment room
and headed to the front desk and the myriads of
equipment. Snapping orders, he sent two nurses to attend
the hapless maintenance
men. "Assume we're all contaminated
and initiate full quarantine, including yourselves. Under no circumstances,
is anybody to leave this hospital. Is that clear?!"
Everyone nodded. When they had scattered,
Morton quailed inwardly.
::Where the h*ll are Joe, Kel, and Dixie?::
With that thought, Morton
bolted from the corridor back to the desk
and was glad to see a group of new available doctors descending
the emergency department. He waved them all over. "All right, listen up!"
The doctors quieted
down quickly. "Look, I'm not sure exactly what we
have happening, but I know it's going to be all
hands on deck. Now does
any of you have enough experience in trauma or working with quarantined
to feel comfortable procedure wise?"
Two of the doctors from neurology spoke up, "We have. It
been quite a while, but we're set."
"All right, the two of you go scrub up and head for
A pair of our mechanics are down, they collapsed on the
floor from that stairwell.
One of them came to and said something
about the hot room and a leak with one missing, three safe,
he went out again on me. The first, hasn't moved." Morton updated.
The doctors took
Overhead, Morton heard the operator begin to announce the cause
of the probable emergency
in staff speak. ##Dr. Orange, to the Hotlab,
1East. Dr. Orange, to the Hotlab, 1East.##
"She's gone. You can come out now.." Walters whispered.
"Okay. Whew, that was close." said
"Now where were we?" asked Roy.
Sharon blinked innocently, looking very cute.
"We were talking about my rats?"
"Oh, yeah, that's right." said DeSoto. "Thanks."
Johnny were genuinely interested in
Sharon's bioanimal experiments. Especially ones
have rats happily retrieving lost items.
Johnny said, "Hey, that sounds like a great
"Yeah, and they work really hard, too. I use
a dog whistle to cue them towards what
them to pick up. They're especially good
at fetching keys."
"Handy." Roy smirked.
bowed her head, "But now I'll never be
able to show anybody. By the time I get out of
furry friends'll all be geriatic patients
down in the lab."
Roy said, "Don't say that. Say,
isn't the faster recovery time on a flare of
rheumatic fever as short as--"
then a loud page rang out over the
hospital intercom. ##Dr. Orange to the
hotlab 1East. Dr. Orange
Roy and Johnny spoke at the
same time, "Oh sh*t." and Gage immediately
covered his mouth. "Sorry, Sharon."
"I'm a big girl. I'm over eighteen."
Sharon said, "Go.
Roy called over his shoulder,|
"Always..." as the guys bolted out
of the room. "Can't help it."
They left 302 in a hurry.
Johnny asked, "Got the elevator
said Roy, walking swiftly behind
him as they both pulled their helmets
the HT. "L.A.,
##Squad 51.## was Sam's reply.
"L.A. , we are responding
Code Orange at Rampart General.
Unknown if other apparatus is
needed at this time. Show
10-6 until further notice. We will advise
as soon as we know anything new."
51. Your time out is 11:07.##
Johnny jammed their H.T. into his pocket as
Roy started the
elevator on emergency override
using his universal key.
Dr. Morton startled at the banging of hasty feet coming from the
stairwell directly behind him.
Gasping, Dixie burst through
the exit and ran up to his side. "Mike! Kel's in trouble..*cough*
activated the active wail on his pager, and I think I can hear it
down there near that breached lab's
level. There's no response
"Kel's missing? So's Joe, I think. He's been just as
for showing up for this thing." Mike took a head count.
There were soon a dozen
other doctors available.
"All right, I'm going to split all of you up into four teams of three.
Start a search
for Dr. Early and Dr. Brackett as safely as you can. Don't go into any dangerous
until we know what else might be a major risk factor for us. I'll
stay down here to coordinate rescue
efforts. Each team? Take
a handheld radio from the paramedic base station. We'll stay on
3. Got it?"
Twelve voices echoed, "Yes, sir."
Morton broke the group up. "I'll be Base.
Now..." Morton pointed to
the first group. "You're Alpha team." Morton pointed to the second
"Bravo." To the third he said, "Charlie." To the last
team, "Delta. Understood?"
echoed again, "Yes sir."
"Alpha team take Stairwell East. Bravo take West.
Charlie North. Delta
you have South. Report
in as soon as you figure out which stairway's the closest to that
that Dixie says is sounding off. Kel's wearing it and we
may not have much time to pinpoint a better
location before its
battery wears down. Under no circumstances are you to enter
the first level,
until you hear from me. Whoever does down
there will be in fully contained biosuits. We have just
commissioned to us from the CDC."
Twelve heads nodded and then each doctor took off. With
channel radio at the ready, Morton changed his frequency
to monitor the third channel.
Anxious to stay ahead of things, he organized the remaining nursing
and support staff to
prep everything he could, assuming a full biological
outbreak using the greatest limitations of the
strongest bug Rampart's
researchers were keeping alive in the hotlab.
Mentally, five minutes after that, he ran down a checklist in his head|
and was thankful when he realized
he had done everything possible
and then some.
He remained focused on the radio, writing everything
he heard, on a legal pad from the base station. Things were going
smoothly, until he
heard some chilling traffic. "Base, this is
team leader Delta."
Morton quickly cued the radio,
"Base we have found the telltale is louder on South.
But there's a problem. There's
signs of outgassing present
in every stairwell leading to level one. We've active frosting, sir."
Morton felt his stomach drop. "Delta, are you saying you're seeing
some chemical involvement
on top of all this?"
"Oh, Kel.." Dixie whispered. "Not you, too, Joe." she
catching her breath. "They both might be dead."
"Now we don't know that yet, Dix."
Morton flared. Then he
softened. "It's too soon."
Morton re-cued the radio, "All teams report
to the ER, Stat.
Pull out. Evidence of chemical spill. Repeat all hands to Base STAT!"
for all of the team leaders to acknowledge
before he reopened his mic. "Call the fire department."
One of the nurses hissed. "But you've declared a full quarantine."
"I know that! They can
still tell us what to do, can't they?" Morton
glared at her, almost losing control.
"We sure can." said Johnny Gage, emerging from an elevator|
that he and Roy had keyed to function
to the second floor.
"Hiya, doc.." said Johnny to Morton. "We heard the call. I take it
isn't your favorite color.."
"No, it's not. Take over.." said Mike.
"What do we got?" DeSoto
said, assuming command.
"Joe and Kel, trapped within a biocontainment breach
and under an unknown
chemical leak. Both on level
one, unlocated." Morton said quickly as he could.
Gage got on
his H.T. to L.A. "Squad 51, L.A., we're
under a full quarantine. Keep our response alarm
outside until further notice. We'll advise
the whole situation as soon as we can."
51. Message received. Standing by. ## Lanier
Roy nodded and said, "We'll need some
maps of that level.
As detailed as you can."
"And a gas sniffer. We'll throw one down a stairwell
and haul it
up again to see what we got." Johnny added.
"You'll get them. Come on, Dix. Let's
go see how those
lab boys are faring. Maybe they can tell us something
new." Mike said.
grinned in relief and followed lightly in Morton's footsteps.
Soon, Roy and Johnny located the
emergency store room holding
Rampart's self contained firefighting breathing apparatus
donned them in prep while they gathered more
information on the exact risks they would be running.
Johnny got a hold of a rope and tied it off around a gas
sniffer. He tossed it down the stairwell
the Delta team
of doctors said was nearest Kel and waited for the
device to read the air down there.
Then he pulled it
back and up, but far enough away for safety without being
dangerous while he
read the data on its screen from where
he stood in full scba. "Hey Roy? I'm getting just
##That's it?## DeSoto shouted back over his HT.
that?" asked Nurse Betty, from across the
safety zone they had set up.
"Hippy crack.." Morton
said, returning back over to
the head of the probing operation. "Nitrous Oxide,
Nurse Evans. Laughing
"That's not too dangerous in itself, is it?" Dixie wondered,
"No, it's not." said Morton, grinning. "I'll just bet our|
little earthquake damaged an anesthesia
or two. The main surgical store's down there." Mike turned
to the firefighter paramedics.
"Dave and Scotty are awake
now and they're saying only the room that Joe's in is
Roy began to smile even bigger. "And you know something
Early's never gonna get sick from that lab." Roy told him.
"He's not?" Mike asked in surprise.
"Care to explain that little
"Because of the protective bacteriostatic layer of N20
still surrounding him. In effect, Joe's being constantly sterilized
while he's lying there.
He's in effect, totally safe from all germs."
Gage elaborated. "And if that gas's only coming from
tank, both of them are only being anesthetized. Neither one
of them can die from this stuff
unless they were right under
the leak itself."
Dixie sighed in utter relief and leaned her
full weight against
the wall. "It stops bacteria from growing?"
Roy nodded, hurrying as he
tied off a safety rope around
his waist and put on his respirator face plate." Only a trace
do it. Let's go, Johnny. Doc, I suggest you get a couple
of stretchers and longboards ready, cause
we're gonna need
"Hang on. Joe's locked in." Dixie spoke up.
"What?" DeSoto blinked.
"The only ones who can open that inner door are the ones
stuck in the mantrap. They have all the
passes needed to
uncode that magnetically sealed door pinned to their jackets."
"Well how are we gonna get to him then?" Betty asked.
Johnny piped up almost happily, remembering
"Ah, doc? I think we just may have the answer to that, but
I think you're gonna have
a hard time believing that
this is even possible."
"Oh yeah? Try me.." Morton challenged, getting
"Got a dog whistle handy?" he smirked.
Joe Early smirked and starting
laughing out loud.
"You mean they just slid the thing using their mouths
under the door into the
airlock?" from his hospital
"Yep. Easy as pie." Dixie said straight faced.
chuckled. "And you'll never guess who was
the ultimate mastermind of that particular rescue
"All right, I'll bite." said Kel Brackett from the next bed. "Who?"
"Sharon Walters.." said
Johnny Gage proudly as all
four of them fed celebration cake to all of the rats
on Joe's eating table.
Brackett's serious demeanor finally cracked,
"Well, I'll be. I guess
I really have been underestimating
her all along, haven't I?"
The others, were kind enough
not to reply.
Dixie stroked the head of one particularly friendly
rodent, actively. "Hey, there.
Bet you never thought that
one day, one of my nursing students would prove to be
a heroine, now
In reply, the snowy white, sleekly beautiful creature, chirped
softly up at her, and
then she blinked both of her intelligent
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