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Post by John Blake on Aug 6, 2012 17:52:45 GMT -5
When they took Gordon away and Amelia slumped to her knees he crawled to her side, dropping to his own knees. He was still bleeding badly, but he didn't care. He pulled her hands away from her face, forgetting there was blood all over his hands. He looked at her. "He's gonna be okay. Believe me." He willed her to understand... [/color] |
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Amelia Raven Blake
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 7, 2012 0:52:23 GMT -5
Amelia turned her eyes to Blake. "You need a hospital too..." She pressed her hand against the wound to his stomach. She was worried sick for Gordon, but part of her worry went to Blake. He was her partner. A partner that she couldn't help but like in a friendly way."We have to get to the hospital...come on."
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Post by John Blake on Aug 7, 2012 0:56:34 GMT -5
He nodded slolwy, wincing as she pressed her hand to one of his two major wounds. The other was a bullet through the joint in his right shoulder, he assumed his uniform jacket covered it. He couldn't stand up right away, but felt accomplished when he was actually on his feet again. He offered a hand to her for her to stand up...
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Amelia Raven Blake
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 7, 2012 1:04:38 GMT -5
Amelia stood and pressed her hand back to his stomach. She walked him to the car and pushed him gently into the passengers seat. She went around to the drivers seat and held out her hand for the keys. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 7, 2012 1:08:08 GMT -5
He winced as she put him in the passangers's side. He looked at her as she heldnout her hand. He winced as he moved his right arm to grab them, his shoulder grinding on the fragmented bullet in his shoulder. He reached into his right pocket with his left hand and held turnkeys out to her...
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Amelia Raven Blake
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 7, 2012 14:53:31 GMT -5
She took the keys and stuff them into the ignition. She started the car and flipped on the sirens, stepping on the gas. She drove to the hospital in a matter of minutes. She pulled up and switched the car off getting out and going around to help Blake. She offered her hand to him with a small smile, trying to compose herself when all she wanted to do was run into the hospital and make sure that both Blake and Gordon would be alright. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 7, 2012 15:07:28 GMT -5
Blake winced as he took her hand and pulled himself from the car. He could see the look in her eyes, and he could tell she wanted to see Gordon. He winced and pressed his hand to his stomach. "Go to Gordon, I'll catch up." He muttered. He nodded to her, willing her to go... [/color] |
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Amelia Raven Blake
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 7, 2012 16:04:05 GMT -5
Amelia shook her head, "No." she added pressure with her hand. "I'm not leaving you." She gently walked him towards the hospital, pressing her hand into his. "That's what partners are for." |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 7, 2012 17:00:27 GMT -5
He winced when she pressed her hand to his stomach over his. He felt the blood leaking through his fingers, and probably onto her hand. He nodded at her, and winced as the blood was coming down his shoulder now. He felt the bullet grinding over his joint, and destroying the cartilage. He winced and forced a small smile onto his face. "Alright, come on." He winced and started to walk... [/color] |
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Amelia Raven Blake
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 7, 2012 17:44:13 GMT -5
Amelia walked him into the hospital and nurses took him into a room and when she tried to follow and make sure he would be okay they shooed her away into the waiting room. She paced, she didn't sit down once. She kept waiting for that door to open and for them to tell her that Gordon and Blake were okay. But no one came. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 7, 2012 18:13:47 GMT -5
He was slightly angry when Amelia was told that she couldn't go back to see one of them. He immediately knew why. They brought him to a room, gave him numbing shots and started to knock him out. But they started digging the bullet out of his stomach and shoulder before he was out... [/color] |
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Amelia Raven Blake
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 7, 2012 19:46:09 GMT -5
As a nurse came out Amelia's head snapped towards her. "Are Gordon and Blake alright?" Amelia demanded. The nurse sighed, "The commissioner isn't expected to last the night while the detective is still in surgery." The tears poured down Amelia's face. "Can I see him?" she murmured and the nurse nodded saying that Gordon wasn't awake. The nurse led her down the hall and into a room where Gordon lay on a white hospital bed a medical breathing contraption over his mouth. Her tears came faster as she slipped into the chair by his bed side and placed her hand in his. "Gordon I'm so sorry..." she murmured, her voice choked. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 8, 2012 0:34:18 GMT -5
(Oh no! Gordon!)
The gas finally knocked him out just as they were cutting into his shoulder. But not before he had cried out in pain, which had made the doctor jump, and he sliced open his shoulder, the wrong way, and a small part of Blake's right side of his chest. The doctors scrambled to close the wound and get the bullet from his shoulder before it caused perminent damage....
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 8, 2012 0:52:48 GMT -5
Amelia swallowed a growing lump in her throat. Her eyes traveled to the wound, it was so much closer to his heart then she'd thought. She looked away and down at the floor choking on an oncoming sob. "A-a-a-Amel-Amelia?" She looked over at her boss, her friend, her...her father, vision blurry from tears but she could still see how he was holding the breathing mask away from his face. She gently squeezed his hand. "Hush, don't speak" She gently put a hand on his shoulder. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 8, 2012 0:58:09 GMT -5
The doctors rushed to get the bullet from his shoulder, Anne they banadgaged his side, which was still bleeding slightly, a maroon spot coming through the cotton bandages. The managed to get the bullet out without tearing up his shoulder, but it was bad. They slipped it into a medal brace, he looked like robot arm, and wrapped it in a navy blue and white sling, his right arm would not be moveing at all.....
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