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“Clinic patients need to be sent home,” Red said as he pounded on the door.
Amber looked to Roadkill for guidance.
Having issues finding a good vein on a patient Amber and Roadkill were working together when a call came in.
“What’s going on?” Amber asked
Roadkill turned to their patient. “We have an emergency and that means you’re free. We’ll try to get the blood tomorrow, Katie,” she assured the woman as she stepped out.
Amber followed, abandoning their patient. “What’s going on?” she asked.
Preacher Girl grabbed her up in a tight hug. “The men are coming in hot, some have been shot,” she said. “Ax called and said to set up the rooms.”
“Move it. We need to be ready when they get here,” Red yelled out.
“Who is it?” Amber asked. “Who’s coming in? How many?”
No one gave her an answer as Roadkill tossed her a yellow PPE gown and she began getting ready for the GSW coming into a small town clinic.
The main room already set up for trauma, now was getting supplies moved over to the regular exam rooms in case multiples were coming. Red understood field medicine. Saving lives in higher risk areas, making do with little, but Amber had been spoiled. Her hospital was one of two in the whole state set up for level one trauma care. Everything they needed including specialty surgeons. Right now, she should be getting report from an EMT instead of a call saying we’re coming in hot.
“The run went sideways and I’m not sure, but at least one of our guys has been hit and he won’t make it to the hospital. That’s all I got,” Red answered as he rushed around the clinic and was grabbing supplies.
The hard click of the gurney being unlocked woke Amber as Roadkill navigated the bed through the clinic and Amber rushed to open the front door as Red snagged a kit and they waited in the cold of the day. In scrubs and full PPE the adrenaline of her, now second, emergent patient in just a few days made her think of Mountain riding his bike as if the wind never touched him. His body always warm, even after the coldest of rides. “What about the rescue?” she questioned.
“Rescue?” Roadkill questioned. “They were on a gun run.”
“Gun run?” Amber tried to process the words when an engine roared from a van flying down the street. Men from the MC were lined along the edges of the sidewalk and blocking the cross streets as far as she could see down the road. When the panel van whipped around tires squealed, leaving black marks on the pavement and the smell of melted rubber in the cloud from the shift of cold to hot as if the van had let out a long breath of air.
Hack shoved the side door open and jumped from the vehicle first.
A small peep came from Preacher Girl, but she didn’t rush into his arms. Instead, she stood fast waiting to celebrate the safe return of her man.
Then Ax practically fell out of the driver’s seat as they pushed the gurney up alongside the van. Blood was everywhere in the back, so much so it dripped on the pavement from the running board of the van that didn’t have carpet.
Her eyes stayed focused on that one fact because she couldn’t allow herself to process that Freaky was doing CPR on the only man who could fill a full size van and make it seem small. Mountain, her Mountain was lying in the back with Freaky pressing down on his chest trying to restart the heart bigger than the man, as blood drained from him.
“We lost him in the van on the way here!” Freaky yelled.
Red, Ax, Hack and Roadkill shifted him to the gurney and Roadkill straddled his hips to continue CPR as Red and Hack pulled the gurney into the room.
Amber couldn’t believe the scene playing out as the gurney passed her and she stood on the sidewalk frozen.
“Amber move it, we need you now!” Roadkill called back before disappearing around the corner into the room.
“I can’t.” Amber backed up her foot getting caught on the edge of the curb.
Ax placed his hand on her back to stop her from falling.
Gunshot wounds weren’t new to her, but never had she be asked to work on the man she had fallen in love with. There was no way she could live in this life. The freedom of the clinic allowing her to care for her own child now mocking her as tried to remember if she could actually move forward and be more than a comfort to him.
Guns? She was already worried something like this could happen with abusive men as they rescued people, but she couldn’t imagine this ending to her future she had begun to plan. With a man who loved her and her children. Caught up in an illegal pursuit being taken out, for a few dollars.
“Amber, move it!” Red shouted for her.
Ax pressed on her back making her stumble her way into the clinic.
