When fifteen girls go missing from a group home, it shakes the whole of Chicago but it gets worse when it starts happening all over America. Skip to fifteen years later and some of them start to return. What is going on? And what does it have to do...
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A/N: Had to do this again, so here's the Chapter Aesthetic.
*No One's Pov*
Crockett and the doctors were setting up for when the others were to arrive. They had set up and area outside with tents, plastic sheets and a whole load of anesthetic canisters. Maggie and April were preparing to deal with any other possible calls and patients.
"Just got a call from Antonio, they are landing on the helipad in about an hour and they have a gsw." Announced Maggie.
Crokett looked up, his heart dropping into his stomach. Leaning over, he held onto the bed next to him, tyring to stop himself from collapsing.
"Who?" Asked Will as he looked over to Crockett.
"Male." Said Maggie and he let out a small sigh of relief.
"Hang on, he's calling me again." Sais Maggie and answered the phone.
The room fell silent as Antonio and Maggie conversed on the phone. She slowly looked over to Crockett as the others did the same but he didn't know. He was looking at the car park as he rested his hands on the back of his head.
"Hi, my daughter has broken her arm."
"I'm sorry, you're going to need to take her to East Mercy. We can't take any."
"Why?"
"We're expecting a mass treatment."
"Okay. No problem." Said the father as they turned back around.
Crockett turned around, dropping his hands and looked at the others. His eyes softened and he took step forward, waiting to hear the news.
"Taylor was stabbed. So far, she's okay but Antonio said her pulse is getting weaker and weaker by the minute."
"Oh god." He muttered as he crouched and held onto the bed for support.
"She's a fighter, Crockett. She'll be fine." Said Will and patted him on the shoulder.
*Crokett's Pov*
My breathing started to pick up and it felt like someone was strangling to me. I gasped and gasped as more tears fell but I desperately tried to keep them in.
April came over and hugged me as I let the tears fall freely. I just hope she's okay. She promised me that she would be.
Pacing back and forth, I waited for the helicopter to arrive, begging she was okay. The second I heard the sound, I ran towards the doors. Will and Ethan tried to hold me back but I pushed them both out of the way and ran to the entrance, barely waiting for the doors to slide open before legging it up the stairs and to the roof.
The helicopter landed, Antonio and the pilot got out and got the gsw victim out. I waited impatiently as they ran past me with the gurney and straight towards the OR with a surgeon.
