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Cami's eyes drift toward the sound.

Then back to me. “You coming?”

Fuck.

I bend close and kiss her forehead. “I can't go during the transfer.”

Fear flashes across her face.

I tighten my hand around hers. “But I'm right behind you. As soon as they let me upstairs, I'm there.”

She studies me.

Even half out of it, she knows when I'm telling her the truth.

“Okay.”

“I love you.”

“Love you.”

The transport team starts moving equipment.

I let go of her hand.

Again.

Harder this time.

The stretcher rolls into the hallway.

Ronan stands beside me.

Micah has one arm around Dex now.

Nobody says anything.

Cami disappears through the doors.

My brain wants something to do, it has nothing to do.

No bleeding to stop.

No airway to manage.

No call to make.

No instruction to give.

My wife is in the hands of people I trust to keep her alive.

And all I can do is stand in a hospital hallway with another man's blood still dried across my uniform and wait for somebody to tell me when I'm allowed to see her again.

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