Accident Prone - Becoming Human

The Other Side

Everything happened in a matter of seconds. A brief verbal confrontation, a deafening gunshot and a splash of red blood all culminated from a single routine investigation gone wrong. The E.R. was a flurry of frantic activity as a team of doctors met the ambulance parked out in the front of the hospital's emergency entrance. The rear ambulance doors opened up wide and an android team of two orderlies lowered the gurney to the ground gently to wheel the critical patient inside. Two human paramedics were fighting to keep their patient as stable as possible as he was wheeled inside the hospital through the emergency doors to receive imminent treatment.

One paramedic was calling out vitals while applying pressure to the bleeding wound in the man's chest while the second paramedic was using an ambubag to force the man to breathe. During transport their patient took a turn for a worse but neither paramedic was willing to let them go without a fight.

"Single G.S.W. to the upper left chest." The first paramedic announced as the doctor now in charge of the man's care lifted the unconscious man's eyelids to check his pupils with a penlight. Having been monitoring the patient closely the paramedic was righteously worried for their chances of survival. "Lost two pints of blood, went into full cardiac arrest and was resuscitated en route. He's going into hypovolemic shock."

Loyal as ever Connor rushed into the hospital after the gurney as his L.E.D. rapidly flickered red in fear. The deviant detective attempted to follow after the gurney, but was quickly ushered away as the team of doctors, nurses and paramedics worked together to try to stabilize the dying man.

"Sir!" One of the nurses put her hands on Connor's shoulder to push him back from the emergency treatment room and back toward the waiting room. "You need to stand back and let the doctor's assess his condition."

"I understand that," Connor refuted stubbornly as he tried to get past her in a desperate bid to check on the dying man with his own eyes and scanners. "but I need to see him! Please. I need to see him just for a moment."

The doctors were working quickly to examine the devastating injury while keeping track of the man's waning vital signs. The cardiac monitor recording his heartbeat began to screech in a loud, faltering pattern as his heart struggled to beat and began to slip away from the delicate fingers of life and fall into the inescapable abyss of death.

"He's coding." The attending doctor announced as the bleeding wound to the man's chest was briefly exposed and smothered under pressure bandages. "If we're going to save him he needs to get on an operating table, NOW."

Connor tried again to get to the gurney but the nurse was dedicated to her job and insistent that Connor stay back. "Sir." She repeated as she pushed harder against Connor's shoulders and succeeded in keeping him at bay and out of the treatment room. "I'm sorry, but you must stay out here."

"Please let me see him just for one moment." The deviant practically begged as the gurney was wheeled through the double doors out of the treatment room and into an emergency O.R. to prepare for surgery just down the corridor. "I have to speak to him!"

"I know you're worried about your partner, but there's nothing you can do for him." Sympathetic to Connor's plight the nurse softened her voice as she did her best to get Connor to back off and wait. "Let the doctors take care of him."

"...You don't understand. I have to be able to speak with him one last time." Connor's soulful brown eyes were heavy with emotion and unshed tears as he watched the doors 'hiss' shut, completely obscuring the corridor beyond as the dying man was wheeled away. "He's not just my partner," fighting back against his tears Connor looked the nurse right in her hazel eyes and let the words fall naturally from his mouth. "he's... he's like my father."