Day eight

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The monitor flat-lined and the world went into an eerie slow motion.

The door burst open and the doctors ran in, their steady footsteps pounding a rhythm on the floor. Someone pulled her away from him and she staggered backwards, the seat she was sitting on falling over with a crash.

A woman screamed his name, loud and shrill and heartbreaking.

It took her a second to realise that the screaming was coming from her.

~*~

The team followed the white coated doctors in and stood behind her. Gasps, cries and barely concealed sobs.

Out came the flat metal panels that they put on his chest. They fired them up and shocked him

Once

Twice

Three times.

And then the red line turned green and spikes appeared. Not large, but definitely there.

~*~

He was alive.

Her knees gave out and she sunk to the floor, sobs racking her broken body.

"Fitz... Fitz..."

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