Resuscitated (911)

Four "Unluckiest Son Of A Bitch"

Before Howie had been wheeled away, when he was still alert and conscious, Nadine had grasped onto his hand tightly. Like a child searching for the tiniest touch of hope, that he would be okay. "Don't you die on me, Not today and not ever." They were the last words she had spoken to the man who was like an older brother, she never had or wanted but soon realized she needed him.

Howard Han was in a coma, high spirits were dragging in the firehouse and Nadine was praying he would pull through, that god wouldn't put her through this, again. She had lost everyone she cared about, except for 4 people, but she knew with her luck they would die soon. Now her work family was under the firing line too, and her older brother Howie was in a coma.

She prayed that he would be the first person in her family to walk back out of the hospital alive, and not be dead. If he died, Nadine didn't know if she would cope, or what she would do. So for now she prayed. Nadine had never been an overly religious person, her Grand-Mere took them to church on Sundays and at Easter and Christmas, but after she went to her Uncle's and then the system, she stopped believing.

But what she believed didn't matter in that moment, only that this was all she could do, this time she was helpless, she wasn't a nurse this time. Just a friend, who had to sit and wait endlessly in the waiting room for the slightest chance of positive news. Now she knew what it was like for patient's family, what it would have been like for Raegan and Taylor, and a two year old Hollie.

That's what they had to go through, waiting to find out if she survived, if their seventeen year old family member survived a traumatising ordeal. Now she felt guilty, she realized that she had caused this for three people that loved her, she hated sitting there and feeling so helpless, being useless.

For this she was a friend, a family member at the most, she wasn't a nurse, paramedic or firefighter, she had no control, and that, that was the part that terrified her the most.

After a few hours of nothing and the realization that they were still on shift for another four hours, the family like team reluctantly headed back to the station.

Nadine knew it was cruel to hope for a fire to start, or someone to get injured or even a cat in a tree, but she was praying for something to take her mind off of her feelings. So when the bell rang through the station, she felt the tiniest bit calmer, she rushed down the steps and threw herself into the passenger seat, not trusting herself to drive.

As the 118 arrived at the scene, they were filled with confusion, all they found was an abandoned truck surrounded by civillians and bystanders. That was when they heard it, the cries of desperation and of pleading, the weak banging against the metal of the truck. That was when Nadine realized that this was a human trafficking situation, they radioed for Police back up and started to work on getting them out.

The french woman, put a mask of steel concentration on her face and worked on getting the poor people out. Nobody knew how long they had been in there, but she knew it would have been a lot hotter inside the truck than outside, and that there would be a lot of dehydration and heat stroke victims.

Hen and Nadine being the only trained paramedics started to set up a triage as Buck and Bobby along with the members of another company, the 147 started getting the victims out. "Why couldn't it be a cat in a tree?" Nadine had muttered quietly to herself but Hen heard and nodded her head, smiling slightly.

Hen and Nadia made comments to each other as they worked, swiftly, knowing exactly what and when the other needed, working like a well oiled machine. It was benificial that they were close friends this only helped them work better together.

"What sort of asshole could leave people out in a truck in the middle of nowhere in a heat wave? It's cruel." Nadine had commented as she placed an oxygen mask on a little kid, no older than the age of seven, the look of fear that coated his features hurt Nadia's heart. That someone so young could be so fearful.