I make it to the hospital in record time, Tom is holding on for dear life as I park in the trauma bay. I see Chris walking out, and I motion him over. He helps me take Tom into a trauma room.
"I'll take care of it Harper." Chris says as he sees me get a pair of latex gloves.
"I did this to him, I need to fix this." I panic as I see Tom start to lose his color.
"How long has he been bleeding?" Chris asks as he takes the towel off of the cut.
"Uh. I don't know. Maybe ten minutes?"
"Am I supposed to be feeling dizzy?" Tom's voice is different.
"No." both Chris and I say in unison.
"I'm so sorry Tom." I apologize again.
"Harper what did you do to him?" Chris asks as he looks into the cut.
"We were boxing, I threw a couple punches.. You know the usual."
"Harper, you literally beat the living hell of me." Tom chuckles.
"Stop laughing!" Chris looks over at me, and shakes his head.
"Step outside." I look at Chris bewildered.
"No. I'm staying." I begin to get gauze and press it down on the cut.
"Doctor Johnson. I said step outside." Chris's voice is more stern, and I immediately get out.
"Tom, I'll be outside. If you need anything." He slowly nods, and I step out.
I lean on the door, and mentally kick myself. I shouldn't have done that. I knew his brow bone was weak. What in the hell was I thinking? Oh wait I wasn't!
"Help! Please Help!" A loud shout comes from the room next to Tom's. Without even thinking, I run towards the room.
"What's wrong?" I try not to panic.
"He won't wake up. He was talking not even five minutes ago." the old woman cries.
"Ok. Let me see." I check for a pulse, but there isn't any. Fuck. He isn't even connected to the monitors! Who did this? I call for a code blue, and two nurses rush in. I get the paddles, and charge them to, two-fifty.
"Clear!" I shout. All hands come off the patient, and I shock him. One of the nurses checks for a pulse, but she shakes her head. I charge to three hundred, and shout clear again.
"I have a pulse!" The other nurse shouts.
"Get him on a monitor now!" I order.
"Yes doctor."
"I need the chart. Who was the doctor in charge?" I ask.
"Doctor Stan."
"Page him now!" the anger that is coursing through me is enough to kill him.
I make sure the patient has a stable heartbeat, and send him to C.T. Chris and Tom are standing outside as I step into the hallway.
"There you are." Tom smiles at me.
"Sorry, medical emergency." I point to the room behind me.
"What happened?" Chris asks.
"Cardiac arrest."
"Is the patient ok?"
"Yes, but Stan didn't do his damn job right. He's the Cardio Chief!" I shout.
"I didn't do what right, intern?" Doctor Stan says from behind me.
"I said, you didn't do your fucking job right. The patient went into cardiac arrest, and died for a good minute! Why wasn't he connected to the monitors?" I turn around and step closer to him.
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Secrets
Fanfiction"I hear the secrets that you keep When you're talking in your sleep" Harper knew what she was getting herself into, but she wanted love. That love that you only hear about in stories.
