I Lost It All (Code Black) | ✔

I Lost It All

"What do we have?" Jesse inquired, in lieu of the next trauma that would be coming through the bay doors of the hospital in just a few short minutes.

"Car accident. Three critically injured, one seriously injured." The curly-haired nurse stated as she hung up the phone. "Three minutes out."

"Thanks, Connie. Page Dr. Hudson, Dr. Guthrie and anybody else we can spare. We're going to need all hands on deck for this one."

Connie nodded and picked up the phone again to page both of them, then called over the noise of the ER. "I've paged both Dr. Hudson and Dr. Guthrie. They're on their way down."

"Good. Thanks, Connie." Jesse called over his shoulder, catching the eye of the young resident as she passed by him. "Dr. Pineda. You're with me."

"Shouldn't we be paging Dr. Rorish as well?"

"She's taking a day off to be with her family." Jesse warned with a raise of his eyebrow as he snapped on his gloves. "Leave her be."

"Thirty-eight-year-old male; broken femur and ribs, pelvic fracture, punctured lung and facial injury." The dark haired EMT stated as they wheeled the patient into the ER.

"What do we have?" Dr. Guthrie inquired, shouting above all the other commotion.

"Car accident. Still have three other people coming in."

"That including the person who hit them?" Dr. Guthrie checked the patient's eyes with a flashlight.

"No. Surprisingly he only came out of the wreck with scratches and bruises. He's being booked in jail as we speak."

"Alcohol involved?"

".18 at the scene." The blonde haired EMT piped up as they pushed the gurney into center stage.

"On my count....1...2...3." Dr. Guthrie stated as they carefully moved the patient from the gurney to the bed.

Dr. Hudson whistled just as the ER doors opened again. "What do we have?"

"Ten-year-old boy in cardiac arrest; intubated at the scene." A dark haired EMT barked out. "Possible fracture to his spine, as well as possible internal bleeding."

"Wendy, I need ultrasound in here." Dr. Hudson told a thin nurse with short black hair. The nurse nodded before disappearing through the crowd of medical personnel and returned with the machine, just as the doors opened again.

"Thirty-six-year-old woman, became unresponsive as we were loading her into the ambulance. A scraggly haired EMT blocked the gurney. "She has a possible rib fracture that most likely punctured her spleen."

"Said she was one of yours." Officer Moreno offered, following behind the gurney. "She held on long enough to help me stabilize her family and get them here."

"That's our girl." Jesse's eyes shined proudly as Leanne was wheeled in next to her son.

"Leanne, if you can hear me right now. We're doing everything we can for you and your family. You just promise to hang in there." Dr. Hudson whispered in her ear.

"Dr. Rorish is the patient?" Dr. Pineda glanced over her shoulder as she helped work on Leanne's husband.

"Dr. Pineda." Jesse did his best to redirect her attention to him. "You have to believe Dr. Hudson and his team are doing everything they can for Dr. Rorish."

"Aren't you scared right now?"

"I am." Jesse admitted as he took a quick gaze at Leanne through all the commotion. "But this man in front of you is Dr. Rorish's husband, and he is your priority right now. Not Dr. Rorish and not her children. Him."