Bailey Nune:
She's admitted.
Room 432, ICU.
They're running labs now. Her white blood cell count is through the roof. High risk of sepsis. They've already started a broad-spectrum antibiotic and IV fluids.
Angela Lopez:
Jesus.
Nyla Harper:
How's she doing?
Bailey Nune:
Not well.
She's semi-conscious. Still burning up. They're monitoring organ function. Her blood pressure's dangerously low. If they can't stabilize it soon, they might have to intubate.
Tamara Collins:
I'm still here. She squeezed my hand once but she didn't open her eyes. It's bad. It's really bad.
Celina Juarez:
Where the hell is Tim?
John Nolan:
Still off-grid. Last we heard, they were sweeping a warehouse in South L.A. The mission was time-sensitive. They couldn't wait.
Aaron Thorsen:
This is going to wreck him.
Angela Lopez:
She's been asking for him, hasn't she?
Bailey Nune:
Only one name, over and over. Even in her sleep. "Tim... Tim..." Her voice is hoarse, barely audible.
Nyla Harper:
He needs to know. Now.
Tim Bradford:
What. The. Hell.
I just got back. What's going on?? Why is my phone full of missed calls and texts?? WHERE IS LUCY?
Bailey Nune:
Tim—deep breaths.
Tim Bradford:
NO. Don't tell me to breathe.
What happened to her? What HAPPENED?
Angela Lopez:
She's in the hospital, Tim. Room 432, ICU.
Bailey and Tamara got her there in time.
Tim Bradford:
ICU?? ICU???
She was okay when I left. Just a fever. She told me to go.
Bailey Nune:
She went downhill fast. The fever spiked. She became delirious, started seizing. Her vitals crashed en route.
Tim... she almost didn't make it.
Tamara Collins:
I tried everything. I swear. I drove her to three hospitals and no one took her. They all said it "wasn't severe enough." I didn't know what else to do. Bailey came and she—
Tim Bradford:
I should've been there. I should've—
Nyla Harper:
Hey. No. Don't go there. You were leading a mission. You did what you had to. Lucy would've made the same call.
Tim Bradford:
I'm heading to the hospital. Now. Tell them not to do anything until I get there.
Bailey Nune:
They're doing everything they can, Tim.
Drive safe. She needs you in one piece.
John Nolan:
We're all here for her. And for you.
Celina Juarez:
Give her our love. Hold her hand. Let her know she's not alone.
Tim Bradford:
She's not.
Not for one more second.
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