Once in a Blue Moon [TW/TVD Fanfic]

Trial and Tribulation

Chapter 13 - Trial and Tribulation

S3 Ep07 "Currents"

Scene 22: Werewolf Rendezvous

Scott's POV

The day started off mildly normal, but turned quite hectic by lunch time. I arrived at the hospital with take out and found my mom scurrying around trying to get things done. There seemed to be more patients than usual which made me a bit confused.

"Mom!" I yelled, trying to snatch her attention away from work and to the sack of food I brought her.

"Oh, honey! Thank you for the food! I'm starving!"

"Mom, what's going on?"

"Oh, the ER Doctor is late! We've paged him several times because there was a 10 car pile up downtown."

"What do you mean 'paged him'?"

"Sent him calls. He hasn't answered any of them."

3rd Person POV

Suddenly, one of the accident victims called for a nurse which had Melissa rushing over to her.

"Yes?"

"Could I maybe have something for the pain?" The young woman coughed.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I know it hurts, but giving you something could complicate things. It's best just to wait for the doctor."

"Okay." She whispered.

Melissa scurried back over to the front desk frantically asking the receptionist how much longer it'd be until the doctor arrived.

"Ten minutes."

Briar would be such a great help at the moment, but sadly, she's still in Mystic Falls. Scott then remembered something Deaton had told him.

"Uh, you know, I think I read somewhere that human contact helps with the pain." Scott went ignored as two teenage boys came bursting through the hospital doors.

"Someone... Someone help me! Please! I need help!"

Melissa ran over yelling for Scott to help carry the boy named Danny into an empty room. They ended up laying him on a bed while the nurse got straight to work.

When his mom wasn't looking Scott punched Ethan in the arm. "What did you do to him?" The teen wolf demanded.

"I didn't do anything! He said he was having chest pains and trouble breathing, but it... It just kept getting worse."

Soon enough, Melissa came up with a diagnosis. "This isn't good. His larynx is shifted to the side. I think it's a pneumothorax."

"Mistletoe." Scott realized.

"Can you two please go back to the waiting room?"

"Where are the nurses and doctors? Where is everyone?" Ethan frantically asked.

"It's a full house tonight. They're tending to other patients."

"Okay, well, mom, how can we help?"

"Honey, you can't. He has a collapsed lung. His heart is pushing against his chest cavity..."

"He's gonna die, isn't he?"

Hearing this from her son put Melissa's head on straight and caused her to get her act together.

"No. He is not. Scott, you grab the tape. And you," She said pointing over at Ethan, "Grab some scissors and cut his shirt open."