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an EMT got out. He walked to the back of the ambulance and opened the door. Another medic was inside and Mallory noticed a pair of polished black shoes at the end of a gurney.
“What do we have here?” Dr. Shaver asked the EMT.
“Gunshot wound to the shoulder. Patient is conscious. Vitals are stable,” the medic answered as he pulled the gurney from the ambulance. The other EMT jumped out and they rushed the gurney into the ER. Dr. Shaver was at the patient’s side talking hurriedly with the medics. Mallory followed hastily behind as the gurney was settled into the ER. She walked quickly to the side of the bed to begin the routine of collecting vitals, but as she reached down for the blood pressure cuff, a familiar pair of green eyes met hers and she froze.
****
S taring into the window of his room, she still couldn’t believe it was Ryan lying in the bed. He was still out from surgery and she couldn’t take her eyes from him as he rested. His chest moved up and down gently. Dr. Shaver had been able to remove the bullet and he would make a full recovery, but that still couldn’t help ease the fear she’d felt when she’d realized it was him lying on the gurney.
She hadn’t spoken to him. He’d passed out just as she pulled herself out of the shock of seeing him and began collecting his vitals. She’d assisted in the surgery, going through the process numbly and she had to hold back her excitement when Dr. Shaver declared the surgery a success. He’d be alright and she couldn’t be happier.
“Is he awake yet?” Savannah appeared next to her and stared into the room.
“Not yet,” she answered quietly.
“That was kind of exciting, don’t you think?” Savannah asked and Mallory had to nod in agreement. Although she’d been frantic when she discovered the gunshot victim was Ryan, she couldn’t deny once she’d removed herself from it personally, the surgery had been exhilarating.
“I’m glad he’s going to be okay,” Savannah continued. “He’s kinda cute.”
Savannah was grinning and Mallory nodded again.
“I know him.”
“You do?” she asked.
“We went on a date a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t think I’d see him again.”
“You must’ve been surprised when it was him pulled out of the ambulance then.”
“Surprise is an understatement,” Mallory said, shaking her head. “I’m just glad he’s okay.”
“He was lucky. A few inches in another direction could’ve been a whole other story.”
Mallory nodded and swallowed through the lump in her throat because she knew Savannah was right.
“Has anyone been asking about him?” Mallory asked, looking around for Nate.
“There were a couple of guys in suits talking with the FBI. It was all real official looking,” Savannah answered and Mallory’s mind began racing, trying to figure out what was going on. How had Ryan got shot and what was he doing on the Bush estate?
She looked down at her chart and then up to Savannah.
“It’s time to check his vitals,” Mallory said and quietly pushed the door open.
He was still sleeping as she approached quietly. He looked so peaceful, which was a relief to see after the pain that had been flowing from him when he was first brought in. She wrapped his arm in a blood-pressure cuff and checked his oxygen levels and temperature. Everything was normal.
Even though she knew she shouldn’t, she reached down and took his hand, squeezing gently. He was all alone, and despite how things had ended between them, she wanted him to know someone cared. She wondered if she should try and contact his father or brother, but then quickly shook her head. He was a patient, plain and simple, and she needed to treat him as such. It wasn’t her job to notify next of kin. It was her job to take care of him, that was it.
Squeezing his hand once more, she noticed his eyes flutter for a second. She pulled her hand from
“What do we have here?” Dr. Shaver asked the EMT.
“Gunshot wound to the shoulder. Patient is conscious. Vitals are stable,” the medic answered as he pulled the gurney from the ambulance. The other EMT jumped out and they rushed the gurney into the ER. Dr. Shaver was at the patient’s side talking hurriedly with the medics. Mallory followed hastily behind as the gurney was settled into the ER. She walked quickly to the side of the bed to begin the routine of collecting vitals, but as she reached down for the blood pressure cuff, a familiar pair of green eyes met hers and she froze.
****
S taring into the window of his room, she still couldn’t believe it was Ryan lying in the bed. He was still out from surgery and she couldn’t take her eyes from him as he rested. His chest moved up and down gently. Dr. Shaver had been able to remove the bullet and he would make a full recovery, but that still couldn’t help ease the fear she’d felt when she’d realized it was him lying on the gurney.
She hadn’t spoken to him. He’d passed out just as she pulled herself out of the shock of seeing him and began collecting his vitals. She’d assisted in the surgery, going through the process numbly and she had to hold back her excitement when Dr. Shaver declared the surgery a success. He’d be alright and she couldn’t be happier.
“Is he awake yet?” Savannah appeared next to her and stared into the room.
“Not yet,” she answered quietly.
“That was kind of exciting, don’t you think?” Savannah asked and Mallory had to nod in agreement. Although she’d been frantic when she discovered the gunshot victim was Ryan, she couldn’t deny once she’d removed herself from it personally, the surgery had been exhilarating.
“I’m glad he’s going to be okay,” Savannah continued. “He’s kinda cute.”
Savannah was grinning and Mallory nodded again.
“I know him.”
“You do?” she asked.
“We went on a date a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t think I’d see him again.”
“You must’ve been surprised when it was him pulled out of the ambulance then.”
“Surprise is an understatement,” Mallory said, shaking her head. “I’m just glad he’s okay.”
“He was lucky. A few inches in another direction could’ve been a whole other story.”
Mallory nodded and swallowed through the lump in her throat because she knew Savannah was right.
“Has anyone been asking about him?” Mallory asked, looking around for Nate.
“There were a couple of guys in suits talking with the FBI. It was all real official looking,” Savannah answered and Mallory’s mind began racing, trying to figure out what was going on. How had Ryan got shot and what was he doing on the Bush estate?
She looked down at her chart and then up to Savannah.
“It’s time to check his vitals,” Mallory said and quietly pushed the door open.
He was still sleeping as she approached quietly. He looked so peaceful, which was a relief to see after the pain that had been flowing from him when he was first brought in. She wrapped his arm in a blood-pressure cuff and checked his oxygen levels and temperature. Everything was normal.
Even though she knew she shouldn’t, she reached down and took his hand, squeezing gently. He was all alone, and despite how things had ended between them, she wanted him to know someone cared. She wondered if she should try and contact his father or brother, but then quickly shook her head. He was a patient, plain and simple, and she needed to treat him as such. It wasn’t her job to notify next of kin. It was her job to take care of him, that was it.
Squeezing his hand once more, she noticed his eyes flutter for a second. She pulled her hand from
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