never forgotten

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earlier

"i called this case" me and billie argued. "you both can get the case since you thumbsuckers won't stop whining" dr miller said and they opened the doors. "Samatha Taylor ; 43 ; female ; fell and hit her head off the stairs and is barely breathing minor headache and she's stable , good luck." the paramedic handed me her chart. "Sam!" i heard Francis yell.

"this is your step-mom?" i asked. "yes is she fine? i mean i hate her but still" she worried. "i'll update you when i can , go to the waiting room please" i said and took the gurney inside. "ma'am did you loose conscious before you fell?" i asked. "my car wheres my car?" she worried trying to get up.

" i'm sure you car fine ma'am we need you to lay down" we tried pushing her down. "get from back here don't let her back here!" she yelled at Francis. "whats your name?" i asked her. "Samantha" she said. "Samatha you're okay" i reassured her.

"you shouldn't be in here go to the waiting room" a nurse told Francis for the millionth time. "order a head CT now!" dr mills shouted to billie.

"1 , 2 , 3" we moved her from the gurney onto the hospital bed. i checked her pupils. "pupils are dilated" i said. "PAGE NEURO , AND WHERE IS MY HEAD CT MY PATIENT IS STABLE THERES TIME" dr mills yelled.

billie came back with the head CT 30 seconds later. and we had a new attending since dr mills is helping another patient."great , Ortez your off this case go. they need help in the pit and billie scrub in she needs to get to an O.R. now!" dr Milan said. "what? but i- this is my patient" i asked.

"not anymore , you're job is to help not ask me 'what' for your entire career. let me tell you what you are NOT doing asking me "what." but are you going down to the pit? I THINK YOU ARE!" she said. "billie go up to the pediatric floor and go to dr Flores and show him the CT's and scans the patient appears to be pregnant"  she nodded her head and left.

i sighed and left the the room as i headed to the other side of the E.R. i walked up to this patient and looked at her chart. seriously stitches? thats all? great. A NURSE CAN DO THIS!

"it may hurt so try not to cry" i said with a straight face out of literal boredom. billie gets to scrub in on brain surgery while i stitch up some hard headed ass kid. "have a great day" i smiled to his mom and they walked out.

"we have a code silver" i heard from a nurse walkie talkie. isn't that a active attacker or shooter? probably be wrong i'm not great with my codes. i just know black means 'bomb threat' and red means 'fire'.

i walked onto the elevator and saw a man a little over 40. "do you know where the Chief of Pediatric Surgery is?" he asked. "yes , she should be in her office on the top floor" i said. "thanks" he said and the elevator door opened.

OWEN POV- now

the shooter stood in the door. "we have a kid" i repeated. "we have a kid with us" i repeated whispering to myself. Judy noticed he had a wound on his shoulder so she slowly walked to him.

"this is what you need" she walked slowly to him wide eyed and handed him the bandages. "thank you" he said. she nodded and he left we breathed in relief.

"wheres my mommy" the kid said for the millionth time. "we have a kid" i repeated. "its okay" Judy said. "okay" i breathed. "that was close" Judy said. "its okay your mommy is coming" i soothed her