Sin City Adventures (A Zak Bagans FanFic)

Chapter 7: We Have An Emergency

"I can't believe y'all kissed! You've known each other for what, like just over two weeks?!"

"Kelsey, I know! It was crazy and probably stupid, but we were both in the moment and he was the one that said 'I can't keep from kissing you anymore'."

"Well, I'm happy for you, I guess. I just don't wanna see you get hurt like last time when things moved too fast."

"I know. I agree." I will admit the kiss last night was pretty crazy, but also perfect. I just hope that this kiss didn't make things awkward with us. Especially now since I'm on the crew. Today was a new day and I'm finishing up my last week at the hospital. I'll be sad to leave everyone and not work with Kelsey, but I'm sure she'll be invited along on some investigations. Surprisingly, she took the news quite well when I told her that I will leaving here and joining the GAC. I will miss working as a vet tech. I worked my ass off for this degree and the national exam to get my license. At least I'll still have that to fall back on in case things go south with Zak. "So how was your night with Jay?"

"Oh goodness. It was amazing!" Ding. "I'll tell you in a sec."

A customer walks in the door to the hospital. Suspected to be our 3:00pm appointment, I walk back to the treatment area and start looking over the patient's chart. Annual vaccines. "So exciting," I mutter to myself. Same old shit every day.

"You okay, Shawn?" Bailey, another technician, walks around the corner.

"Hmm?"

"You're just talking to yourself?"

"Oh, yeah." I smile a little and grab the check-in sheet off the exam room tray that Kelsey had just placed there seconds ago. I can feel Bailey's eyes on me as I glance over the chart again.

"You sure you got this room? I can't take it if you need."

"Yeah, I'm good." I grab my pen and enter the exam room to find the cutest little golden retriever puppy getting his vaccines. That, I will say, is one perk of the job. Being a vet tech isn't always puppies and kittens, but when it is, it's great. I go through my normal script of asking the owner questions to get a history before leaving the exam room. As I'm asking my last couple of questions, I hear the words I never want to hear in this profession.

"We have an emergency!" The muffled words coming from the other side of the door almost make me jump. I try to stay calm in front of the puppy's owner.

"We'll be back in shortly." I throw the puppy's check in sheet back on the tray and run back to the treatment area. "What is it?" I try to stay calm. As my coworkers move out of the way I see an all too familiar black and white dog lying motionless on the treatment table. So sweet in the face with a black patch over her eye.

It was Gracie.

She was almost cyanotic and she wasn't breathing. My eyes grow wide and I instinctively take charge over the situation. "Make sure oxygen is on! Bailey get an ET tube. I'm intubating right now! Someone start placing an IV! Get the monitor and start hooking her up!" Since I had grown close with Zak, I felt like Gracie could very well be my own and I wasn't going to let anything, and I mean anything, happen to this pup. "What did Zak say happened?" Everyone looks at me confused that I even know who this is. "What happened?!"

"The pool!" Crystal finally speaks up. "She drowned."

"Shit!" After placing the tube, I immediately start compressions. "Doc, what's your next plan of action?"

"Continue CPR. Is the cath placed?"

"Yes!" Bailey interjects.

"Give 0.5 mls of atropine IV."