To Murder Or To Kill The Murderer (4) DRAFT

Chapter 12

Dr jones' POV

I stare at Vira and Amy. Vira fainted. Amy's getting married. What. What. What. What. What. Oh my god. Oh my god, what is going on...

"Oh my god she's fainted." I say. "She's fainted." Amy nods.

"I'm sorry." She mouthes.

"I know. Let's just, get her to an infirmary or doctor or something!" I exclaim.

Amy runs to the front door and frantically waves down the hall. Probably to Carrie. I was right. Carrie comes rushing in as Vira gets up. She points at Amy.

"You." She says. "You." She leaps at Amy and tackles her to the ground. She sits on top of her stomach and punches her in the face repeatedly.

"YOU BETRAYED US. I WILL KILL YOU AND YOUR GOD DAMN FIANCÉE!" She screams. Amy's face is covered in blood and bruises. She's clearly unconscious. I glance at Carrie. She nods. We both grab Vira and yank her off Amy. Carrie pulls out a syringe and jabs it into vira's arm. Almost instantly she falls limp.

"Knock out needle it's called. KON." carrie explains. "She'll be fine, she's just gonna sleep for a few days."

"Ok. I'll take her to Amy's room. For now." I say. I take her to Amy's room and leave her on the bed.

I go back to the lounge room and notice Amy's gone immediately. I look at Carrie.

"Infirmary. She's been taken there. We have professional doctors that will look after her." Carrie explains.

"And Vira?" I ask.

"Vira will be put in a lockdown room. It's basically a prison cell cross a asylum room." Carrie explains. I sigh.

"When?"

"When men come and get her. Which should be within the next five minutes." Carrie explains.

"How long will she be there? What's going to happen? Will she be punished?" I ask worriedly.

"Most likely shot. I don't know. It's up to Gary." Carrie says. She looks at the door as footsteps are heard.

In runs three nurses with a stretcher and two men in combat suits with guns. They grab Vira and haul her off while Amy is put on the stretcher and taken off. I just stand and watch.

"Uh wait," I say to the nurses. They stop. "Can I help take care of her? Please? I'm a doctor." I say. Well, I am.

"Fine. We do need more help, there's three doctors and five nurses. Well two are to be shot for treason. We need more, if you're willing to, you can become one full time. It pays well. You can send it to family and friends." She says. "I am Nurse Green. Claire Green. Call me Claire." we shake hands as the other two take the stretchers.

"I'm dr jones. Kathryn Jones. Call me either, I don't mind." I say.

"Well, Kathryn, we need to go. Now. Hurry, follow us and keep up. We need to get Amy to the infirmary." Claire says. I nod and run alongside Claire and the others to the infirmary.

As soon as we get there, Amy is put into one of about thirty beds. About twenty others are filled with people. Soldiers I guess. Claire instructs me to stay by Amy while she runs off to find doctors. The other two nurses are checking on the other patients. So this is it. I am now a nurse or doctor. On a ward in a small mini hospital.