Waiting (Under the Dome fanfiction)

Scans and Surgery

Nurse Williams POV

Myself and my colleagues ( some of whom were fresh in from medical school- we had to do the best we could what with Dr. Shumway MIA and other doctors trapped outside the dome) wheeled the boy in as fast as we could. We'd seen him just the other day, the day of the meningitis outbreak. He'd had a seizure and the Calvert women were worried about him and the girl. Thhey'd had blood tests and EEG's, and the results had been pretty normal. However the kids both had an unusual blood-type, unlike any we'd ever seen before. Which wasn't great, since he almost certainly needed a blood transfusion. We'd need to use the girl, but not yet. First we needed to stitch up his leg, scan for damage, and remove the bullet lodged in his chest.

Scans came first- and his kneecap had been blown to smithereens. I doubt he's ever going to be able to walk on that leg ever again not without some kind of a miracle. The bullet in his knee had blasted straight out the back of his leg; the wound was nasty, but at least it wouldn't need surgery to get the bullet out. From the looks of the entry and exit wounds it was a 10 millimetre bullet that did it- nasty, and goodness knows how Junior got a hold of one.

We didn't have the right equipment in this small medical centre to properly fix up the knee, so stitching the bullet holes and slapping a plaster cast on it had to suffice. Then onto the chest. From what the x-ray showed us, the bullet was lodged in one of his ribs. It would be tricky to remove, but essential. So we did our best with limited resources. We got it out, dripping with blood, and stitched up the wound. By this point Joe's breathing was laboured, so we strapped him to an oxygen mask and wheeled him back through to a side room. The oxygen tanks seemed to be working, but the kid was still asleep. He needed a blood transfusion still, and we needed the girl's permission. I sent Hayley, one of the junior nurses into the waiting room.

Hayley POV

I didn't know her name. I didn't know how to ask her. Someone as shy as myself shouldn't be given this job. I'm not cut out to be a nurse- I can't talk to people, I forget everything I learn, I'm constantly plagued with headaches and, worst of all, I'm scared of blood. I'm in this job for my mom. She was a doctor, and always hoped for me to be one. I did it for her, and I regret it. But I have to do this.

"Um... who's here for the boy who got shot?" I wish I knew his name. Nobody told me, but they didn't need two- two girls shot out of their seats, and the man accompanying them looked up from today's edition of the Chester's Mill Democrat. 

"Um.. I need his girlfriend. The boy needs a blood transfusion, and you two have some rare blood type. I've never even heard of it. But I need you." The girl with the long ginger hair stepped forward. She gulped and said "I-I'm Norrie. So only I can help Joe?" Joe! I knew his name now, I could shake off a chunk of the awkwardness now. I nodded solemnly and led her through to where the head nurse was setting up the equipment. Norrie was the only one we needed now.

Norrie POV

I was hooked up to a long tube which took my blood into a plastic bag, which passed it through to Joe. The nurses gave me a sad smile and left me alone with him. I spoke to him as blood dripped to his body and colour dripped back into his cheeks. I was nearly choking on tears, but I carried on anyways.

"Hey Joe. I hope you can hear me. If you can, please, please wake up. Please. I don't know what I'll do without you. We're figuring out the dome, remember? I can't do that alone Joe! We're connected right? We, not just me. You're important, so so important. You mean the world to me, we could be the ones to figure out this thing. You're smarter than me- you won't let a stupid little bullet or two stop you, will you? Angie said, she said you're a fighter. So fight!" I swear I saw his eyes flicker at that moment, but nothing more. So I slid my hand into his and continied the monologue.

"We both have to be fighters, yeah? The town, they don't even know it yet but they're depending on us. We mean something. We're not just pawns in the crappy little dome game- we're the king and queen! Don't you want to live to see why we're connected? Connected, not just to this dome but to each other! Don't you think that means something? I bet you we aren't just here for you to die. Junior Rennie is NOT going to be the one to kill you. You're so much stronger than that idiot, so much better. I know we've only known each other for a short amount of time, but, I feel we have a... special connection. I mean, I know we do. The dome picked us. We were meant to be together. And we're apart til you wake up, so... wake up." 

The nurse came back and unhooked me. I kissed Joe on the forehead, a small tear sliding down my nose and onto his pale cheeks. I let out a sigh so quiet that I could barely hear it myself. I left the room, reluctantly slipping my hand out of his. "I love you..." I called back, before going outside to Angie. I gave her a small nod, and we bagan the slow walk back to the McAlister's house. It felt odd, going this way without Joe.

Alone.

Hiya :D So, chapter 3 already? I'm getting better at updating quickly! I'm really bad on my other account :/ Oops.... Aaaaaanyway. I wrote this while listening to various Paramore songs. I'm kind of obsessed =P I'm writing through pain y'know- I have a sebaceous cyst right on the top of my head, and it is making me go kind of bald. It hurts a lot, so I decided to channel pain into this XoX Chapter 4 soon, it's kind of a filler though- sorry!

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