Rose || Stiles Stilinski¹

Thirteen ✖️

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The hospital was packed when Scott and I pulled up front. There were multiple ambulances coming and going, lights bright as the entrance to the hospital ER was filled with EMT's, nurses, and patients.

"What the hell is going on?" Rose muttered as she hopped off Scott's bike, holding a bag in her hand.

"Dunno, looks bad though..."

Walking in, they spotted a stressed out Melissa. Scott lifted the bag and look of relief passed through her face.

"Oh, thank God! I'm starving." she said as she took the food and turned away from us. Scott and Rose stood there, waiting for a praise, "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Thank you for bringing me dinner guys."

She hugged them both with a smile on her face, "Is everything okay?" Scott asked.

Melissa sighed, "Except for half the accident victims in a ten-car pile-up being rerouted here from downtown, and the ER attending not answering any of his pages...Yeah, I'm okay."

"What does not answering pages mean?"

Rose coughed out a laugh, "It's a direct message, means that if the doctor isn't answering, then he's a no show."

Melissa nodded, "So now we have to wait for the on-call to get here."

A lady came up behind her, clutching her stomach, "Miss?"

"Yes?"

"Excuse me, can I kind of please have something for the pain?", the pain in her voice made Rose wince.

"Okay, I'm sorry, I know, but actually, giving you something could complicate things, so we really just need to wait for the doctors, okay?" Melissa sat her down and turned to a nurse, "Okay, how much longer on Dr. Hilyard?"

"Ten minutes."

Scott looked at Rose, nudging his head towards the lady, "Maybe I can take her pain away..."

Rose nodded quickly, "That's a great idea Otty."

He sat in the chair next to her, careful to not make her any more uncomfortable that she already is, "Uh, you know, I think that I read online that sometimes human contact can help with the pain..."

Rose pursed her lips, that sounds really weird, she thought.

The lady nodded slightly, too in pain to really answer. Scott placed his hand on hers, his touch light and soft. His arm began to grow black veins as his face contorted in pain, Rose was quick to rub his back in comfort, not being able to take pain away like him. The lady relaxed as Scott moved away, she looked at him at awe, but before she could voice her 'thank you', yelling occurred.

"Someone! Someone help me! Ugh, I need help!"

Rose turned and spotted Ethan and Danny. She wasted no time in helping him hold up Danny. They led him to a chair and sat the boy down who looked like he was struggling to breathe.

"What did you do to him?" Scott accused.

"Scott!" Rose scolded. It was obvious Ethan cared for the boy.

"Nothing! He said he was having chest pains and trouble breathing, but it just kept getting worse..."

Rose kneeled by Danny as Melissa checked him over, "This is not good...His larynx has shifted to the side. I think it's a tension pneumothorax."

As soon as she finished, Danny shot out of his chair and threw up what looked like little balls and leaves. Rose had picked herself up from where she fell from his sudden movement and went to Danny's side.