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Gage improvised a seal using the positive pressure valve's mouth port and the teen boy's under
a firm grip where he treaded in the water. He delivered two breaths in time with Bobby's inhalations.
The teen started to moan as he awoke, partially revived.
Johnny took his own turn on the oxygen
valve. "Cap, we could use three new air bottles down here!"
"We're cutting a hole through
to you now. Watch for Stoker's rope. Only expect another demand valve unit to buddy breathe on.
It's smaller. This one's got a mask." Cap shouted. "Two minutes more."
Right then, the
hiss of O2 that Roy tried to deliver to Kelsey's airway secured lungs, faded away.
Their critical
lifeline, had just run out.
Gage quipped. "How long can you hold your breath, Roy?" he asked
seriously.
"As long as necessary. If we black out in here, we'll all die of drowning. Here,
I've cut away the stoke's straps, all but the one holding her shoulders. Use them to tie you and
him to those metal struts here. If we do fall unconscious, at least our heads won't go under. I've
already rigged hers and mine as well as I can." Roy said, his suggestion breaking off into a
paroxysm of choking coughs as freon mist began to invade the flooded tower's air chamber.
Right away, Johnny could hear Roy's prior left lung trouble flaring up in complaint liquidly.
"Great, poison air for your barely healed water lung." Johnny said sarcastically. "Breathe more
shallowly, Roy. You're getting off color already."
"*Wheeze* T-That's from the cold.." DeSoto
shivered, wedging Kelsey's stokes more firmly onto the angle of sheeting he had found to support
her weight against the tower wall. "I- I'm fine.. " DeSoto choked. "Worry about your own complexion
instead, ok?"
Gage ignored him. "Cap. We need that spare O2 on the double! Roy's getting into
trouble here."
Gage startled as his partner's head sagged suddenly and Johnny lunged to catch
it as DeSoto half passed out, falling lax into his improvised strap harness tied to the tower wall.
"Oh no you don't.." Johnny said. "Snap out of it, Roy. You're ok.. Now come on.. It's not that
stuffy in here." he said, slapping Roy's damp face lightly to rouse him. "The freon's hardly noticable
yet.."
*Cough* DeSoto reacted weakly. "I...I..."
"What, Roy? You what? Come on. Don't black
out on me. I need ya conscious. I can't watch both of these guys on my own." Gage urged tensely. A
suffocation jag of gas drifted down, and gave him his own uncomfortable moments of feeling like
he was getting no air at all into his lungs. "Cap....!" he shouted hoarsely when he had recovered.
"One minute Gage!" Hank promised.
"That's a minute too late, guys. Roy's just went out on
me here.." Johnny shouted, tipping Roy's head back to make sure his breathing continued unimpaired.
"This sh*t's *gasp* awful. We can't breathe it in for much longer. Bobby's going bad, too." Gage coughed.
Bobby
began to turn blue when he quit trying to breathe fifteen seconds later.
Johnny gave him a
breath mouth to mouth and a second one before the teen sucked in some of his own again unaided.
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line to ya and the rest of us are K-twelving a side hatch to drain you guys out with the water.."
Cap said urgently.
In a stuporous haze, Johnny saw the second resuscitator, tied in a rope
hitch, swaying in front of him. But it was as if his arms refused to work.
"Johnny. Grab it
and use it on yourself first.." Hank's voice shouted through Johnny's ringing ears. "I can't reach
you so you gotta do it on your own. Then get to them! Gage! Do you hear me? Take a shot from the
O2 now. That's an order!"
Some deep instinct made the thousands of Johnny's firefighter and
paramedic training hours kick in. He reached for the resuscitator mask dangling in front of him
and took one. ChuugghhhhhHHH!
Instantly clarity flooded back. Johnny blinked up into the
sun. "Cap?"
"Get to Bobby. He's cyanotic, Gage." Hank commanded from the sunlit crack above
Gage.
Gage swam over to the limp boy and worked him on the mask until the teen began to actively
cough and moan once more. Kelsey only need a boost, she had never quit breathing.
Johnny
sucked in two fresh breaths for himself as he swam back the short distance over to Roy and set
the dripping mask over his face. "Nap time's over, Pal. Wake up.." And he thumbed several shots
of oxygen into Roy's lungs.
DeSoto immediately reawakened and shoved the mask away, thrashing
his limbs in the water as consciousness rapidly returned to him.
Johnny ducked. "Hey, watch
what you're doing..! I'm right here. You're fine now. Here.. Do this yourself then.. Cap's gonna
let us know when they're gonna blow the hatch real soon.."
"T-The victims?" Roy shook his head
to clear out fogginess.
"They're fine. Keep sharing the wealth. I'm next after Bobby and
Kelsey.." Johnny said twitching shivery gimme fingers at his partner and the mask to get him to
pass it around fairly.
Roy was clear headed enough to realize an odd thing in that second voiced
name. "Kelsey? Johnny, how did you find out our female victim's name? She didn't have any ID on
her and she's never been awake enough to tell us."
"Imagine that.." Johnny deflected. "How's
your breathing now?"
"Fine if I'm talking to you. Don't evade the issue. Why am I getting chills
from the sound of your voice right now? What aren't you telling me?" DeSoto demanded.
Johnny
took his turn off the spare O2 and fell uncharacteristically silent while he monitored both the
girl and the teen's pulses in turn. For two passes of the O2,Gage didn't say anything. Then he
asked one simple question. "Do you remember my best friend Drew the highway patrol officer?"
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Roy's face paled from more than the cold. There wasn't any way he could not remember that man's
death and the radio transmission that failed to arrive from Rampart with life saving treatment.
DeSoto simply met Johnny's eyes and nodded as his fingers reassessed the placement of the airway
resting in Kelsey's throat and felt for the distension growing in her stomach. It wasn't bad enough
to effect his ventilations on her.
Johnny's face grew old as he unloaded his emotional burden
to his partner. Johnny's worry lines only became worse for the telling. "Well, this is Drew's wife,
Roy, lying right here. And I don't know where her five year old daughter is. I hope to G*d she
isn't in that crushed van down there. Cause if she is, she's dead."
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Subject : [EmergencyTheaterLive] The Promise.. Date : Mon, 29 Sep 2003 17:23:57 -0000
Roy
said. "Why didn't you tell me before when you first knew it was her?"
"I thought I could
handle it, Roy ok?" Johnny replied.
"Junior, sometimes..... I just wish you would let me in
on things more." he said uncharacteristically defensive.
Gage countered, without thinking.
"Look. I'm sorry, Roy, ok?"
Suddenly, Roy started to have a little trouble breathing and then
Johnny knew something was wrong. "Hey you ok, Pally?" he asked, grabbing a hold of his jacket sleeve
to get his attention.
Roy coughed. "I'll be fine. Must have swallowed the water when
the tank fell. " he replied. "Right now we've got other things to be concerned with. How's the boy?"
Johnny answered. "He's holding his own right now. "
Roy tried hiding the fact, from Johnny,
that his breathing was starting to get worse. :: I don't want to add a further burden to my partner's
already high stress level.:: he thought to himself. So he tried to handle it. ::I know there
isn't much that can be done until we're top side anyway.:: He just hoped it would wait before getting
any worse.
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finally broke through to them.
The girl, Kelsey, was handed out first and a second paramedic
crew took her over.
Then the boy, Bobby, was handed out and another medic team took over
his care while the rescuers got Roy and Johnny out of the collapsed tank.
Just as Johnny
was hoisted up, Roy got real bad. Quickly. ::I can't breathe! Hardly at all now.:: DeSoto panicked.
Just as Johnny looked down, Roy lost consciousness and started to sink into the contaminated
water.
Johnny let go of the rescuers' rope and dove in after his partner. He grabbed him
by the shirt collar and pulled him to the surface as quickly as possible.
They pulled him
out. Then Johnny was, too, right behind him.
The other medics were busy so Johnny had to
treat his partner on his own.
Roy was out cold and not breathing and that made Johnny go
into instant paramedic mode. He quickly got in an intubation on 6 liters of 02 which got Roy
breathing again. Then he got in an I.V. with Ringers using the open treatment privileges that
had been given to them from the beginning by Brackett.
He took vitals and saw that Roy was doing
better. Johnny contacted base and Brackett took it. "Rescue 51 to base. How do you read?"
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Kel replied, "I read you loud and clear, 51. Go ahead with your transmission."
"We have a
34 year old male. He lost consciousness while trapped in a collapsed water tower. He stopped breathing.
He has been intubated and is NOW breathing. We have him on an I.V. with Ringers wide open. He is
still unconscious. Vitals are: B.P. 100/85, pulse is thready. Respirations are 30 and his lungs
are congested. Also he has had some prior congestion due to water lung. " Gage said over the
biophone.
"51, keep him intubated. Administer 30 milligrams of Talwin and transport a.s.a.p."
Brackett ordered.
Johnny answered. "Ten four. Talwin. 30 milligrams and transport as soon
as possible. We are ten minutes from your location. Also be advised, we have a hazmat situation
in effect. "
"Ten four and in transit, get me a new set of vitals." Brackett said. "We'll
take precautions here for you and your patient."
Gage nodded. "Ten four. 51 out."
Gage
looked to Cap. "Cap, we need an ambulance in here now. "
"You got it, Johnny. " Hank answered
and announced over the radio. "Battalion 14, This is HT 51. We need an ambulance by me. We have
a code I ready for emergency transport."
"Ten four, HT 51. Ambulance is on the way in to
you now. "
"Ten four."
Johnny looked up. "Cap, I'm going in with Roy. " he said,
not beating around the bush, challenging.
To Gage's relief, Hank didn't bat an eye. "O.K.,
I'll see that the squad gets to the hospital."
"Thanks." Gage replied.
They loaded Roy
up and Johnny got in with him.
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Gage was in both partner and medic mode. He got a new set of vitals and relayed them to Rampart using
his radio. "Rampart, this is squad 51."
"Go ahead, 51. " Kel acknowledged, toggling a
switch.
Johnny shouted over the roaring sirens. "New vitals are : B.P. is 90/65. His pulse
continues to be thready and weak. Breathing's at 26."
Kel frowned. "51, what is your
ETA?"
Johnny answered. "We are three minutes out."
Dr. Brackett nodded. "Send me a strip."
"Ten four. This will be lead two." Johnny said quickly.
At the same moment, both Brackett
and Johnny saw the same thing. Johnny reacted as a medic. He told the ambulance to pull over
just as Brackett yelled over the radio. "51! We read V-fib. Defibrillate 400 watt seconds now!"
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"Ten four." Johnny defibrillated Roy the first time.
There was no change.
On the second,
still no change.
Johnny said as he went for a third time."Come on, Pally. Don't do this to
me. Come on." he gasped. "D*mn it, Roy."
Finally Roy converted to sinus rhythm and his heart
beat normally again. Johnny reported on the radio. "Converted! Times three. He's in sinus rhythm."
he sighed.
"Ten four, 51 bring him on in." Kel grinned.
"Ten four, " Johnny answered.
"OK. Let's go." Gage said to the ambulance driver by smacking the partition between them.
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As the ambulance arrived, Brackett and Dixie met it at the doors. They were
shocked. They didn't know it was Roy down. The tension was over.
But then Johnny hit the
floor suddenly in a blackout.
"I'll take Johnny..." Joe Early said quickly kneeling beside
Gage to check his pulse.
"And I'll take Roy..." Brackett replied, grabbing hold of the blond
paramedic's gurney with two orderlies.
Soon, they were both put into treatment rooms.
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and he went to Roy's bedside. He hadn't regained consciousness yet.
::It's been six
days.:: Gage thought morosely. Johnny was worried.
He said to Roy."O.K., Roy. It's time to
wake up. Now everyone is worried about you, Pally. So come on." he said urgently. "Wake up for
old Johnny, huh, Pally?"
All through that night, Johnny stayed at Roy's side, refusing
to leave.
Joanne had gone home to rest at Johnny's insistence.
As the day broke, Johnny
got up to stretch. He had been holding Roy's hand all night long. ::And I've been doing a lot
of praying.:: he thought aloud, for his friend.
He turned suddenly when he heard a whisper of
a voice say. "You look terrible, Junior."
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Johnny leaned eagerly over Roy as he rang the room call button. "Hey, Pally. How are you feeling?"
Roy grinned slowly. "Weak. Tired."
Gage smiled quietly, "Yeah, I'd say so. You gave
us a h*ll of a scare there, buddy."
Roy studied his sheets. "Sorry."
"Welllll....."
Johnny teased. "That's ok. Just don't let it happen again, ok?"
Roy was checked and it was
found that he truly WAS going to be o.k.
DeSoto finally talked Johnny into going home and
getting some rest.
Roy was released three weeks later from the hospital.
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-------------------------------------------------------------------- A month later, he was cleared
to return to duty.
Johnny had put a welcome back party together and they were all enjoying
it, when the tones went off .
As they climbed into the squad, Johnny said. "Nice to have
you back, Pally."
"It's nice to BE back, Junior."
Johnny had missed that nick name over
the time Roy had been gone. "Roy, I hope I never see you come that close to being lost again."
he insisted. But just as fast, he put on a wry grin. "But then again, I most probably will 'cause
that's the job we both have." he added with exasperation.
Roy agreed, nodding, as he drove.
"We HAVE devoted our lives to saving others as ff/pm's." he said in apology. ------------------------------------------------------------------
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************************************** From :"patti keiper" <pattik1@hotmail.com> Subject :
Second Thoughts.. Date : Wed, 01 Oct 2003 12:08:05 +0000 Gage made a face as he peered
at the address on the scrap of paper he had gotten from Cap as they had taken off on their run.
"Yeah,.. but that doesn't mean I have to like the fact that the people around me are continually
at risk all the time.." he said with some real heat.
That surprised DeSoto and he glanced at
Gage's face to be sure he saw the sharp anger mirroring there that had tinged Johnny voice. Roy
bit down the joke that he had rising and stifled a smile. "You know we have a pact not to die in
front of one another if we can possibly help it. Last month didn't count. The tower cheated when
it gave no warning before dunking us into that chemical bath. Man, that hurt. My p*ss's still
glowing at night." he complained.
Roy's planned crudeness worked.
It was Johnny's turn
to glance over and a shadow of a crooked grin toyed with his face, but only for a moment. He didn't
feel like explaining his real feelings on the discussion and once again, a vulnerability that
was newly born in his eyes, stilled his lips into silence.
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Roy concentrated half on the road, the rest on Johnny. "Hey,.... We can talk about it you know.."
he offered in a quick toothy smile. "If we don't, Cap's bound to throw us all into a session with
the CISM counselors. Don't be upset that you can't be there all the time to save the day like
you'd rather do."
Johnny flared. "I don't need any critical incident stress management lackies
crawling around my head! I'd rather have had it not to have happened at ALL." he snarled once
again. And the roaring siren over their ears seemed to agree with him pointedly.
The ghost
of a grin on Roy seeped away and he didn't say much of anything for a full minute, only watching
the directions Johnny quietly indicated to him, showing them the way to their current rescue's
location. But then DeSoto said. "Look at the bright side. I may be a lot poorer financially now
for missing out on so much work but I've gotten in some real quality time with Joanne and the kids.
Our third's really coming along. I felt the baby kick real hard last night..."
That was the
wrong thing to say. Gage nearly levitated out of his seat and he angrily adjusted his loose helmet
strap a little more snuggly under his chin. "Good. I'm happy for you.. Your family's safe and sound
and everything's looking real nice and rosy for ya.." he said, saluting smartly in sarcasm.
Roy's mouth slacked open and he gripped the steering wheel a little tighter even as his jaw slid
sideways in puzzlement. "Johnny, what's the matter? Wh- What's going on with you? I don't think
I've ever seen you with so many ants in your pants before.."
Johnny huffed and thunked an elbow
out the squad's windy window to serve as a prop for his scowling face.
Roy then figured
it out.. "It's Kelsey Richards. Isn't it..?" The name elicted a bright spot of pain that Roy
saw lance sharply across Johnny's features. ::Bingo...::
"What about her?" Johnny asked defensively.
Roy stuck out a pouting frown. "Well,..how's she doing? I heard she got home from the hospital
ahead of me by five d--"
"She's fine.." Gage interrupted. "Kelsey's just fine. Somehow, she
took no heart or lung damage from the freon like you had happen to you. She's home and everything's
good and she calls me every night to help her get over the fact that her kid Amber didn't make
it like she d--" his voice broke off, getting uncharacteristically choked up and muffled.
Now
Roy understood everything plainly. "You're hung up really bad about this, aren't you?" he said softly.
"I had almost forgotten about what you told me that day. About the five year old fatality you thought
was in the van.. Was she?"
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Johnny shook his head minutely in the negative. "Kelsey's daughter died outside the tower. Another
company found her under the pile of freon tanks. Remember the ones we heard hissing when we first
got that dizzy construction worker out?"
DeSoto nodded and Johnny rubbed his face.
"Then
there wasn't anything you could've done to have prevented that now, could you?" Roy doctored.
Gage sighed and a tear ran a trail down the side of cheek that Roy couldn't see even as his face
ironed up. "It wasn't my best friend's daughter that's been in my every waking thought since I found
out that you were gonna make it." he said his tone trembling slightly as his anger evaporated into
grief. "There was someone else down there that I should have known on the spot. A victim whom
I should have tried a little harder to save.."
Roy turned another corner his partner pointed
out to him and the tires of the squad squealed. "I don't understand, Johnny. Explain it to me.
You told me weeks ago that those teens didn't have a chance except for Bobby the driver because
the roof had caved in and pushed them all under the water."
Johnny's lips flattened into a
thin line.. "I know. I know.. Look, would you stop prying and let me just think a minute here!"
he snapped. "I got a lot to tell you so just---"
Just like that,..Johnny returned to a horrific
memory that had been relayed to him by Stoker the same day he had awakened in the shared
hospital room with Roy at Rampart.
Johnny still remembered how chilled he felt under the blankets
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......"You should have seen him, Johnny. He left the hospital on one of the ambulances to get
to the scene the moment his instincts screamed at him. He knew, Johnny.. He knew beyond the shadow
of a doubt that she had been there in the van.."..
The hospital gowned Gage tried to steady the ice
glass and straw that Mike Stoker had been helping him sip without drinking from it. "What the h*ll
are you talking about, Mike? Who knew whom in the van? My friend Drew's dead. And there was no
one else around who knew Kelsey and her little girl, Amber, enough to worry about them."
"It's
Doctor Morton, Gage. We found him crying over his sister's stokes after he had found her black
tagged in the triage morgue tent along with the other teens who died in the van with her."
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know.." DeSoto said as he sped the final few blocks towards their destination. "I saw all the
blood in the water with us.. But I didn't know you had found someone else in that van besides Bobby
who was still salvagable.."
Gage made a little noise of pain. " I guessed I freaked out Roy..
She WAS there. Right there in my arms.. And I just dropped her when I saw her facial and cranial
injuries without even checking to see if she was still alive..."
"You were in shock, Johnny.
We both were. A tower had just fallen on you and freon gas was doing its best to suffocate us all,
too."
"We're talking about not trying harder with Morton's SISTER, Roy..." Johnny insisted
in high agony. "I'm negligent! I'm most likely gonna be one of the clear ones to blame for
leaving her to die down there..."
"You don't know that." Roy said equally loud as he drove.
"You know what they tell us whenever we find a victim with obvious gray brain matter showing."
"You don't have to tell me.." Johnny said sharply.
"Well, I'm going to. In that medical
situation, it's to be taken as an obvious sign of death from the classic signs list right along
side rigor mortis and dependent lividity.."
"Roy, I could have done something MORE. I could
have started breathing for her..."
"With crushing mouth and nose injuries? How?" Roy challenged.
"Well..."
"Even if you managed to get air into her lungs. There was no way you EVER
could have started c.p.r effectively enough. You were treading water.."
"Stop it!" Gage said.
"Just shut up Roy. You don't know what you're talking about.."
"Oh yes I do. I'm the one who
taught you everything you know as a paramedic, remember?" DeSoto insisted, clenching his hands
on the wheel he said glaring at his despondent partner.
"Look out!!" Gage shouted.
Roy
barely swerved in time to avoid getting hit by a motorist who hadn't heard their sirens at a four
way stop sign.
DeSoto thunked over the curb onto grass and their front tire ripped over a
support stake at the foot of a corner telephone wire. It immediately blew out and halted the
squad cold, throwing both paramedics foward, hard.
Roy and Johnny caught themselves on the
dashboard as best as they could.
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"You ok?" DeSoto gasped.
"Yeah, I was just about to ask you the same thing.." Johnny admitted,
still gripping window frame and roof strut.
Both men started to shake with reaction from
their near miss and a minute later, it took both of them to steady the radio mike as Roy thumbed
it and said, "L.A. This is squad 51."
##Go ahead, 51.##
"L.A. We've been disabled mechanically
avoiding a vehicular collision. We'll be unable to respond to our current rescue call. We are uninjured."
he added quickly to keep Cap and the rest of the gang possibly listening on the office scanner,
reassured.
##10 - 4, 51. Do you need roadside assistance?##
"Negative. My partner and I
can handle it."
##Copy....Squad 51, cancelled. *Beep. beep. beep.* Squad 8, in place
of Squad 51. Possible heart attack. 309 Hunter's Place and Jackson Blvd.. 309 Hunter's...##
Roy and Johnny tuned out the rest of the radio transmission as they both slid out of the squad
to sit on their truck's back landing board to steady their nerves and bodies while they took off
their helmets.
Johnny was trembling violently. "I can't take any more surprises today, Roy.
Even ones as fun as your welcome back party. My nerves are more than shot."
"I noticed.."
Roy said without smiling.
Johnny buried his head into his hands and wiped away the salty wetness
streaming there from his eyes and just rested for a few moments.
Roy watched his face in steady
concern. "Wanna eat something? Your blood sugar's gotta be low. I know mine is after that."
"Yeah, I'll eat. But where? I don't know this neighborhood beyond what I saw on the wall map to get
to where we had to go for this call." Gage admitted.
"How about the cafeteria at Rampart..?"
Johnny startled and stopped rubbing his face. "Uh,...Dixie said Morton's working today and
I don't think I wanna run into HIM just yet. I was only lucky that I never saw him all those times
Joanne and I came to see you when you were still in your chemically induced coma."
"We
gotta go there to resupply sometime. Most likely as soon as after our next call." Roy said getting
up to check the condition of the squad beyond its shredded tire.
"I know.. I know. But I still
have a lot of thinking to do.."
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"Do you?" Roy asked seriously. "I just told you how it was for Morton's sister. And you. Don't you
trust my judgement that there wasn't really anything that you could've done for her?"
"I trust
ya. I trust ya.. I just don't know if I can trust myself anymore." Johnny said gloomily, tossing both
his helmet and Roy's into the passenger seat while he broke out the squad's jack, wrench and spare
tire from inside the stokes department. "Cause I can't really keep the promises I make. I promised
Drew that I'd look after his wife and little girl and I didn't."
"That's a lie.. You kept Kelsey
alive."
"No, YOU did. I had my hands full with Bobby and...." he rubbed his mouth with guilt.
"...and with you.."
"I was dyspneic due to fumes. Kelsey was already safely airway secured.
You had a right to worry about me first. I was your paramedic priority then, only one behind Bobby."
"No you weren't. She was unconscious."
"So was I ...later on. Quit hashing semantics. Don't
deny how things happened because I know how they went because Cap told me everything when he came
to visit me at Rampart."
That shut Johnny up and Roy saw a wrinkle on Gage's forehead ease.
But Johnny's eyes stayed gray and suddenly full with conviction. "I'll let you know this, Roy.
I promise that I'm never gonna let you or anyone else I know down ever again if I can help it."
"That's the spirit. A promise is good for the soul.."
"That's only if a promise can be kept,
Roy." Johnny countered. "It's its own double edged sword sometimes."
"Like you learned with
Kelsey and Amber?" DeSoto said gently.
Johnny stopped hauling away on the tire lugs where he
knelt in the grass. "Yeah.." he said bitterly. "Like that.."
"Well, you made no such promise
to Dr. Morton, my friend. So stop blaming yourself for something you couldn't have changed." DeSoto
interjected quickly. "It was somebody else who brought that tower down and caused the accident.
Not you. You were just a victim that time."
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