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|Just Before Dawn Chapter 10 (standard:mystery, 2697 words)|
|Author: Sarah Spenser||Added: May 18 2005||Views/Reads: 2009/1269||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|This picks up after Allison loses consciousness in the ambulance!|
10. Golden Hour Connor continued to hold her hand as the defibrillator was applied. The medics asked him to release her hand while they shocked her. “I promised her I wouldn't let go of her hand!” Connor said sobbing. “Sorry, sir but we have to shock her.” Connor reluctantly released her hand. He watched as a surge of electricity coursed through Allison's body. One of the medics checked to see if they had a pulse. Connor's heart was pounding, his breath came in quick gasps and it felt as though his entire world were crumbling. If anything happened to her, he wouldn't want to go on. “We have a rhythm. It's unstable, but it's a rhythm.” The medic said sitting down beside Allison again. “Come on, Allie! Fight for me! For us! I love you, sweetheart!” finally, the ambulance pulled into the bay, Connor stepped aside as Allison was wheeled in to the ER. Doctors and nurses hovered around Allison as her pressure, pulse ox and injuries were assessed. Connor was escorted to the waiting room where he tried to phone Lynn. Lynn sat nervously on the couch, her hands in her lap. She wondered about Allison's disappearance and could only think the worst. She had tried her cell, but to no avail. She watched some TV to pass the time, anything was better than the silence and her own personal hell of worry. Suddenly, the program she was watching was interrupted. Lynn stared at the TV as news reporter Andrea Day spoke rapidly. “We interrupt this program for a special news bulletin. The long stand off between convicted serial killer Benjamin Sams and police has finally come to an end. Unfortunately, Sams's hostage Allison Shure was wounded in the process,” Lynn shrieked and started to sob uncontrollably. She turned up the volume so she could hear what Andrea was saying. “the significance of Allison Shure's injuries has not been determined she was whisked away by ambulance to Fallwood General Hospital. I will continue to update you on this ongoing story as more information becomes available.” As Lynn raced for her car keys, the phone rang. “Hello?” “Lynn,” Connor sounded gravely serious, and she could tell he had been crying. “Is it true, Connor?” “Yes, I'm here at Fallwood General. Get down here as fast as you can!” “I'll be right there.” During the drive to the hospital, Lynn had all to do to keep herself under control. Her heart thudded as she thought of Allison hurt. How serious was it? Was it a nick? Or something more life threatening? She knew the answer to those questions as soon as she entered the hospital. Connor's face spoke volumes and she ran to embrace him. They both sobbed seeking comfort in each other. “What happened? Where is Allison? Can we see her?” “They haven't told me anything yet, Lynn. It's pretty bad, they lost her pulse in the ambulance.” “Oh my God!” “Jack wouldn't give up, and wanted to kill her, he told us that we should leave because he wanted her dead ...” Connor couldn't continue, he was choked by sobs. When he regained his composure he went on. “I was so worried about Allie that I thought I could shoot the gun out of Jack's hand and against everyone's advice I did just that. Only I shot Allison instead.” Lynn reached over and slapped him hard. Connor reeled from the blow. “How could you?” “It was an accident! The bullet ricocheted and hit Allie by mistake! I'd never shoot her! I love her!” Lynn began to cry harder, but they were interrupted by a nurse. “Excuse me, are you waiting for news on Allison Shure?” they both nodded. “She's being prepped for surgery right now. The bullet did considerable damage, and she only has a fifty fifty chance.” They both gasped, Lynn clutched Connor's hand. “Fifty fifty?” Connor repeated incredulously. “I'm sorry, Mr. Cassidy. She might not even make it through surgery. She's lost a considerable amount of blood, she's going to need several transfusions.” “May I see her?” Connor's voice was shaky, and his whole body ached for Allison, he was dizzy at the thought of her dying and his skin was cold and clammy. “Are you immediate family?” “I'm her ... fiancé.” Connor thought quickly, he had to see her. “I'm her best friend, Lynn. Her father's um ... occupied right now, and her mother's deceased.” “Okay, you've got five minutes, then the orderly will be down to wheel her to surgery.” Lynn and Connor thanked her and followed her to a small cubicle. Allison was lying on a gurney unconscious. Connor shuttered she looked pale and weak, and he sobbed as he bent over her. “Allie, it's me, sweetness. I love you so much. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to shoot you! You have to make it for me! Lynn's here too, we both love you.” Lynn stepped towards Allison and took her hand. “I love you, Allison, we've been through a lot and we still have a long road ahead of us. You have to make it, you're a fighter, save every ounce of strength you have and fight!” Connor took Allison's hand and Click here to read the rest of this story (156 more lines)
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