Doctor, Doctor, Can you fix my broken heart?

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

I lifted my hand to my head and felt the warm sticky blood that was dripping slowly down my face despite the dressing in place. I felt rather faint and in general not quite right. But then again who would feel good after being kidnapped, left in a basement, forced into a dress and taken on what can only be described as the worst date in the history of dating. I tried to concentrate on the paramedic that stood in front of me. He looked to be in his forties and had a kind face looking patiently at me with a stethoscope in hand. "...just going to listen to your chest now." He said before placing the diaphragm of it to my chest and intently listened to my lungs. "You were pretty lucky your friend was there she stitched that wound pretty well and you only tore a few stitches in the struggle. The dressing should steam the blood for now. It's best we get you loaded and gone soon, your head will need stitching too by the looks of things." I nodded stiffly and squinted across the dark road to where a second ambulance sat with Lexi being coerced into sitting on the stretcher by Kate and her crew mate. The moment the police had cleared the building and she came in with three other paramedics, the panicked look in her eyes had disappeared when she had seen I was still breathing. I assumed that meant everyone I knew would be aware of my situation. And if they didn't they would definitely know now. News crews stood a fair way down the street along with numerous bystanders who had stopped to watch the raid. Across the street I could still hear Lexi protest at Kate's insistence she be examined, their words drifting over to me as my own paramedic, Steve hooked my arm up to the blood pressure cuff.

"I'm fine! Please just let me check on Jenn she had much worse injuries then me I can manage. Seriously it's just a little break ok! I am I doctor!" Lexi complained. I knew she didn't stand much chance against Kate though.

"I don't give a crap if you're a doctor. You're my damn patient now so give me some professional courtesy here and let me do my damn job. Sit down shut up and consent to my treatment. You've been though an ordeal, I'm sure you did a great job on those stitches so stop irritating me or so help me I will stick a grey cannula in the first vein I find!"

"But..."

"No. Sit. Thank you. And just a little break my ass it looks as if any more force on that it would have been open. Andy get my cannulation stuff and the morphine please. Oh don't roll your eyes at me Doc, your BP is through the roof and you're clearly in pain. Don't worry I'll use a pink one."

Kate's crew mate laughed and added "Yeah the grey ones are for those that misbehave and if you're really naughty she will get out the orange ones."

Kate had evidently got Lexi to stop complaining and actually listen to her. I swallowed back the nausea that had overtaken me and I suddenly felt heavier. I gazed at Steve who had appeared in front of me again, and felt like I was staring at him while moving backwards through a long tunnel.

"Jenn you ok?" His voice was distorted as though I had water in my ears.

I closed my eyes and tried hard to stay in the present but it was all too much for me. I managed to just about say "I'm going to pass out." Before everything went black.

***

"It worked Jenn! The text." Lexi smiled at me as I attempted to push myself up again. "Stop you'll hurt yourself." She muttered pushing me back and leaning heavily on the side of the bed, I could tell she was in severe pain with the wrist.

Above us I could hear the shouts and calls of men fighting. I swallowed as I heard the unmistakable sound of gunfire. I hoped that it would be over soon, I felt drowsy and in pain, the blow to my head and done me a good one and I was sure I would end up with concussion. There was a pounding on the stairs and I gripped Lexi's hand tight hoping it was the police.