I didn't give you my consent | Station 19

21 - Preparations

TW: Severe emotional distress, minor mentions of rape, mental stress/trauma...

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After Carina had spoken her question, there was a brief moment of silence.

Sighing exhalation from Miranda and a big gulp from Carina made it clear how much their hearts were sinking again.

Miranda looked into Carina's questioning eyes and the mood became a little more tense again:

"Well, the man is not yet responsive again. I don't know if the police were already here while we were talking or if they're coming soon. How about we just take a look?"

Carina nodded and both got up from their seats to go to the hallway. 

Past some labs, on-call rooms and storage rooms, a nurse came rushing up to Bailey, who had probably just been out looking for her:

"Dr. Bailey! I was just about to rush to your office to give you some documents and updates. The non-responsive male has been transferred to yet another isolated room. Police recently arrived and approved the DNA testing. This is the copy of the consent to DNA testing in relation to the Physical Evidence Recovery Kit of your patient Ms. Graham."

Miranda took the papers in her hand and leafed through them briefly:

"Thank you, which room was he transferred to?"

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"Room 37A"

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"Okay, thank you"

The nurse left Miranda and Carina standing there and went on.

Miranda flipped the paper back over and rolled it into a small scroll, which she now held tightly in one hand:

"Well, let's go to the room and do the DNA test, then, right?"

She pressed her lips together and looked at Carina with questioning eyes that held a bit of anger. Carina was also angry at the man she was about to see, but she was also a little afraid. They were not even sure if it was really him, but in the next few hours it would come out.

Many things were unclear in this situation, except for one thing:
if no one locked the door to his room and he would be proven guilty, Carina and Miranda would probably kill him with their bare hands.

They both had a queasy feeling as they walked to the room - didn't speak to each other and just tried to reach the room as quickly as possible.

They made a few turns along the corridor and were there. In front of the room that neither of them would want to enter in this personal connection. A room with proof of a possible offense against a 21-year-old good friend of both of them.

They stood in front of the door for a few seconds and Miranda turned to Carina, who put one arm on her hip and grabbed her hair with the other:

"Carina, we should get one more person involved, you and I might have too much personal connection, which could lead to us being accused of committing forgery"