INRO: okay, here is part four, i think, have fun. enjoy it, and i love
DISCLAIMER: aint mine, just borrowing
SPOILERS: my idea on what happend after the shooting
"Would You Save A Place For Me" 4/?
Donna and CJ slowly approached the admitions desk, not really knowing what to
Donna was finding it hard to breath. If she didnít know about Josh, she could
keep a little
hope saved, but if she found out that he was fatally wounded, or....no, she
like that. Her feet seemed like lead, and each step was becoming harder and
was about to open her mouth to speak when CJ began.
"Yes, hello. I was wondering if you could give us any information on a Joshua
that came in here a little while ago." CJ said, politely.
"Oh, yes, Iíll see what I can do." The admitions secretary said as she
wheeled off in her
little chair. Donnaís thinking was scattered, to say the least. She tried to
think about Josh
but her mind would wonder. She would think about what she would do if he was
hurt, and then her mind would immediately go to worrying if she shut off the
looked at CJ for a second and another thought popped into her head.
"Oh, CJ. Danny was there, wasnít he?" Donna said, hoping to get all the
emotion off her.
"Ya, I donít if he was out there when the shots were fired, but he was
there." CJ said,
looking out the window
"Do you think he is okay?" Donna said, wearily.
"I..I think so. I hope so." CJ said, as he voice began to weaken.
"I canít believe this happened. Itís like a movie or something. Not real I
knew the risks
of this job, and there have been assasination attempts before, even
assasinations, but I
never, ever thought this would happen." Donna said, looking at the lime green
covered the ER.
"Me either, Donna. Especially not me." CJ said, smiling painfully.
"Well, letís get up and see how Toby and Sam are doing, okay?" CJ said, as
she stood up.
"Ya, okay. Oh, I havenít even seen Toby yet. Is he okay?" Donna asked the
woman as they started to walk away.
"Well, Toby was a pain in the ass before bullets were shot at him, so I donít
even want to
know." CJ said, sarcastically, as Donna smiled.
"Joshua Lyman, age 36, gunshot wound to the lower left abdomen. Extreme
still conscienous." The paramedic shouted from the back of the ambulance.
"Hey, hey." Josh said, weakly, as he grabbed at the medicís shirt.
"Whoa, Mr. Lyman. Just sit tight, we are on our way to the hospital." He
said, as Josh
nodded, but things were getting fuzzy.
"Am I going to be alright?" Josh said, in almost a whisper.
"Ya, sure." The paramedic said, after a long pause. The pulled up to the
after, and Josh was struggling to even keep his eyes open
"Letís go!" The paramedic shouted as he pulled Josh out of the truck.
"What we got?" A doctor called from down the hall.
"A 36 year old male, gunshot wound to the lower left abdomen. We gave him a
O negative, but he is losing blood fast." The paramedic said, as they started
to gain speed.
During this whole process, Josh was coming in and out of consciencness. Fading
then staring up at the hall lights. He had to stay awake, but it was so hard. He
talking. ĎLower left abdomení and Ďblood lossí, but he had to stay
awake. He clutched at
his pant leg, and began to drift. Ironically, he didnít feel the gun shot, not
know, at least.
He did, however, feel the bruise on his butt from when he falled earlier that
day. ĎI missed
my chair.í Josh said to himself and almost laughed. He was no longer in that
was detached, floating, in neverending thoughts. He thought about what had gone
day, what had been going on his whole life. He thought about his sister, and how
missed her. He thought about his start in politics, and going to Yale and
thought about when he joined the Bartlett campaign. ĎOh, my God. Is everyone
Josh thought to himself as his mind drifted, but he suddenly got the feeling
was going to be okay. He also thought about how much heíd miss everything if
gone. Heíd miss his job. His friends. He would even miss Mandy, if that was
Josh knew he worked with a great bunch of people, he couldnít pick any better.
He, in a
way, loved everyone there, even Toby. As the faces flashed before his eyes, he
remembered all the times they had together. Suddenly, everything stopped. ĎDonnaí
said to himself. He didnít quite know where he was on that one. With everyone
knew when things started and had an idea where things stopped, but that wasnít
with Donna. He wasnít quite sure where they began and where they ended. One
was for sure, he had no plans on leaving her anytime soon. He thought back to
was on the ground and Toby was talking to him, and the first person he thought
Donna. Why? He didnít have enough time to think as the ground was gaining
was being ripped from his trance-like state and thrust back into the real world.
were flying by him and he suddenly felt pain.
"Heís beginning to wake up." A manís voice thundered across Joshís
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