Never Again

Sleep Is For The Weak

"Are you sure? This will really hurt."

"Yes I am now go and do it." Her voice was so weak that it saddened Meredith. Amelia is always that strong, fierce person that everyone needs. 

"Alright here I go." Very carefully Meredith started stitching, every time the needle pierced the skin, Amelia gave a small cry of pain. After 4 inside stitches and 18 superficial stitches, it was closed. She applied a square bandage over the stitches to steer clear of infection.

"Alright, all done." She looked down to see Amelia passed out. It was expected from all of the physical pain she just went through.

Something was off. Amy was shivering but little beads of sweat were forming on her forehead. Infection, that was it. Quickly Meredith ran to the nearest vacant patient room and grabbed a clean cloth. Then ran it under the cold water. She made her way back to Amelia, folded, and laid the cloth on her forehead for the fever. 

Amelia was critically ill. There was no way to get her down all of the flights of stairs by herself and she was too weak to move. They both had left their phones in the lounge. If she didn't figure this out... Amelia might not survive.

As she was thinking, Amelia started coughing. Then there was blood. She was coughing up blood.

"Mer I...I can't breathe." She barely spat out. 

"Hey hey hey it's okay alright. It's your lung." Her rib had punctured her lung. Meredith just had to find something long and sharp then she could deflate the lung. Before she went and searched she rolled Amelia on her side, not wanting her to choke on blood.

After only 10 seconds of looking she found a large foot long needle they use for this exact  emergency. She ran back to Amy. "This is really gonna hurt." She pulled up her scrubs, used her fingures to gently find the second and third rib. Once she found it, she stuck the needle in her skin until she heard a rush of air. Amy stopped coughing and took a huge breath. 

"Thank you," She said through gritted teeth. " Mer what happened to our patient?" Classic Amelia not even focused on herself. But Mer had totally forgot, she was too zoned in with Amy that other injured patients hadn't even occurred to her.

"I'l go check on them okay?" She started to get up but Amy had grabbed her sleeve. "Wait, I want to come." Starting to sit up Meredith quickly held her down.

"No, no way. You are really hurt okay you need to rest." 

"But Me-"

"No buts, stay still and I'll be right back." Meredith knew there were about 3 patients on this floor. Unfortunately now only 2. One of the patient rooms had been exactly where the hole in the wall is. She got up to go check on the patient in the farthest room. 

Amelia had been waiting until Meredith was out of sight. She wasn't going to lie there while a patient could possibly be suffering. Slowly she got up. It hurt like hell buts she managed to stand up and lean against the wall. Wanting to get there before Meredith got back she limped as fast as she could to the patient closest to her, which happened to be the only one left. When she got in the room she noticed the patient on the floor, not moving at all. Scared, she got closer and gasped as she saw a huge piece of glass impaling his eye and through his brain. He was gone.

Then Meredith came running into the room. "Amelia! What on earth are you doing!?" 

"I'm fine serio-" 

"Don't lie to me," Meredith walked over to her ready to help her back to the hallway. "Come on let's go." Mer said while gently wrapping her arm around Amelia, careful of her broken arm and ribs. Mer didn't even understand how she got up with her ribs the way they are. If Amelia had been herself she would have fought her off but instead she leaned into Meredith, accepting the help.

"Mer I...I..." But she didn't finish, she collapsed and started seizing. "Really now you decide to do this?!" She was talking to herself as she held Amelia on her side. Over 70% of people that have major concussions have following seizures, this just wasn't a good time for one.