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  She allayed as many of their
fears as she could, made them as comfortable as possible, and held on that the
night eventually had to come to an end.
    After the week Britt had had, she was bone weary.   Working in an understaffed ER had led to her
tenth day straight, but the adrenaline was quickly kicking in within the midst
of the chaos.   Her heart was a steady
thud in her chest, her ears ringing slightly.   It was no different than any other emergency situation, just on a
grander scale.
    So why did she have goose bumps, and why did her chest
clench in panic?
    Something was coming, barreling down on her, and she
wasn’t sure what it was.   Perhaps it was
all the long days in a row pushing her over the edge into utter
exhaustion.   She just hoped they could
free a doctor from the bus accident to help the man coming in, but she doubted
that was possible since Joanne had already been pulled to help finish up the wounded
accident victims.   The EMTs would be the only help Britt would have until a doctor
could be freed up.   The hospital was a
small rural one.   They couldn’t handle
multiple emergencies on this scale.   It
was already all hands on deck as it was.  
    The sirens grew louder but stopped as the ambulance
began to back up to the double doors around the corner.   Reflections from the red lights danced along
the walls, flooding the hallway with the fiery glow.   Britt moved from the readied rooms to the
entrance and helped bring the first man in.   He was huge, his impressive feet dangling off the end of the
gurney.   A splash of bright red covered
the center of his wide chest, his shirt cut away and baring an expanse of
muscled flesh.   Those muscles would
benefit the patient as muscles were denser and would have made it harder for
the bullet to penetrate.   The EMT held
cotton gauze to the wound as Britt helped guide the stretcher into the
room.   Another of the EMTs entered the small cell and helped them lift the man off the trolley and onto
the waiting bed.
    “His BP is over 75 and rising.   Sats are 98
unassisted and pulse is 65.   He seems to
be getting stronger.   The wound isn’t as
bad as I originally thought once I cleaned him up.   It doesn’t appear deep, either.   Not sure why, but it seems the bullet stopped
just before it got to his heart.   Weirdest thing I’ve ever seen.”
    Britt looked up at the woman as the male EMT left
them.   Bullets didn’t just stop .   The EMT must be new.
    “I’ll help move the other guy in while you triage this
one if you point the way.”
    Britt stood taller.   “The other guy?”
    “Ambulance two has the other guy.   They should be backing up now.”
    “I got a call for one GSV, not two.”
    “There are two of them.   Not sure how that ball got dropped.”
    “You guys are staying with me until we can free up a doc?”
    “There’s a backlog of calls.   Something’s in the air tonight.   Must be the full moon.”
    “You can’t go out on another call until you release
your patient, and I refuse to accept.   We
don’t have the manpower right now. They’re all in the OR already.   With the bus accident, we’re deep in the
weeds.”   How was Britt supposed to handle
two gunshot victims on her own?   “You’ll
have to take one of them to Carson General.   If you can’t stay, I can’t commit to their care.”
    “
Carson
is two hours away.”   The woman thrust the
files over for the man on the gurney, and Britt signed off before hovering back
over the man.
    “You can’t come in and dump two on me.   Take the other one to
Carson
.”
    The woman growled and ran from the room.   Britt didn’t have time to worry about what
they chose to do.   She had a gunshot
victim that required her attention in her bed.   She lifted the gauze to take a look at what she had.   As soon as her fingers touched the man’s
skin, she felt a ripple of energy flow through her.   Waves of power, waves of strength rushed from
her hand