On The Run

ON THE RUN Chapter 5

San Francisco

A stretcher waited on the roof of California Pacific Medical Centre. Two nurses and a doctor stood beside it waiting for the helicopter to land. They ran forward once the way was clear and opened the door. Callen helped the medic on board to carry Sarah out of the helicopter, before turning and grabbing his daughter and their back packs. They followed Sarah to the elevator and he sighed with relief that they were far from the Russians that threatened them. On the first floor, Sarah was lead into theatre to repair the damage from the bullet injuries that she had sustained. She'd lost more blood than any of them had realised through her foot, due to the fact that Sarah hadn't realised she'd been shot there until Sam told her.

"We need her medical records." A nurse told Callen. "Her blood type and history."

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you. Maybe her sister can. I'll call her."

Callen dialled his cell and waited. He looked at his watch and noted the time. Jo's plane should have landed by now.

"Callen?"

Relief washed through him, to hear her voice. "Jo. You've arrived okay?"

"What's going on? Who were those men?" Her nerves were on edge, she'd tried to calm herself down on the plane with a chardonnay, which had little effect. She should have had a red, she thought later. That really would have relaxed her. But it wasn't the time to relax. She needed to keep alert, just in case she had been followed. That much she had learned from Callen.

"I've found her, Jo. I've found your sister, Alyssa. The name sounded foreign on his lips to him, she'd always be Sarah, like he would always be Greg to her."

"What? Where?" Her heart thudded inside her chest. "Is she okay?"

"I'll explain it when you get here."

"You're in San Francisco?" Now his request for her to go home made sense.

"We're at the California Pacific Medical Centre. We're currently on the first floor. She's in surgery. They need her blood type."

Joelle's expression fell, worry for Alyssa took over. "It's A+, same as me. I'll be there soon."

She grabbed the first taxi she could climb into, upsetting a woman who'd been waiting for ten minutes already. "California Pacific Medical Centre, please."

The taxi driver sensed her urgency and floored the peddle. Unlike the previous taxi driver, this one knew to keep his eyes on the road and mouth shut. In record time he pulled up outside the medical centre. Joelle gave him a generous tip and ran inside for the elevator to the first floor.

The elevator pinged and Joelle stepped out, she saw Callen and headed in his direction, but paused. A young girl sat on his lap with her arms around him, asleep. She walked the remaining distance at a slower pace, confusion written all over her face.

Callen looked up when he sensed her arrival. He greeted her with a smile. "Glad you're safe."

Jo sat down beside Callen, they'd been waiting for so long to find her twin, and now that they had, she had to wait a little longer to reunite with her.

Molly stirred and lifted her head, she caught the sight of the new woman and starred at her. Callen watched her, still in shock over the fact that he had a daughter.

"Hello." Joelle decided to break the silence. "I'm Joelle."

"Hi. I'm Molly." Callen gently kissed her on the temple.

"This is your Aunt Joelle, Molly. Your mom's twin sister."

Joelle noted the resemblance between the girl, her niece and Callen.