Thread: HEARTFELT JUSTICE

800 p.m. Saturday Evening It was six hours later when Frank walked into St. Ann's Memorial Hospital lobby and nodded at the nurse who sat behind the desk and smiled slightly when she told him what room Dr. Savage was in and headed for the elevator. He still wore his bloody Tux and his waist length red hair hung loose from the ponytail he had had it in earlier. His complexion and face looked pale and hagered with pain. Stepping out of the elevator on the third floor, he made his way down the hall and saw a doctor and nurse step out of Room 314 and hurried forward. He knew that he didn't present a nice view since his tux was splattered with dried blood, and could not bring himself to change. Excuse me, Doctor. he called out, before the Doctor could move off, coming to a stop beside him. Sorry to stop you, but this is Dr. Savages room, isn't it!? Dr. Phillip Cortez stared at the man beside him even as he acknowledged that yes this was the Dr's room. Yes it is. May I help you?' Frank shook his head at the Dr's question. No, I don't need help. But I would like to ask you how Dr. Savage is doing. Dr. Cortez stared at the man before him and recognized the Tux he wore. For it was identical to the one that had been cut from Dr. Savage. 'He must have been the one he was joining with today!' he thought and sighed softly. The first two bullets slammed into his left leg and his gut. The third and fourth striking his right shoulder, shattering upon impact, the fourth in the chest to lodge inches from his heart. replied Dr. Cortez, as he looked at the clipboard he held, before looking back at the young man beside him. He crashed twice during operation and right now he is on a heart regulator and breathing machine. But what puzzles me is that there were two other types of blood upon the bullets that we pulled from his leg and gut. Positive AB? he asked. Dr. Cortez didn't have to confirm it, cause his surprised look did. Yes, replied the Dr. as he watched the young man. Do you know who's blood this is? he asked, puzzled by the pained look that crossed the young man's face before it went blank except for the eyes. Frank nodded at the Dr's. question, seeing the image again -Alyx dropping dead followed by ZI, before Sandy collapsed in his arm's - as he spoke. The first two bullets slammed through his daughter, killing her. The one from her forehead slammed into ZI, her pet, before exiting and hitting Dr. Savage. The second exited from her chest. I think that the one from Alyx's forehead struck his stomach and the one from her chest stuck his leg. That's the only conclusion I can think of. replied Frank, as he swallowed the lump in his throat as he looked at the Dr. Is he going to be alright? He'll live, right? he asked. Before Dr. Cortez could answer, alarms went off in the room belonging to Dr. Savage. Frank stood there as the Doctor, followed by the nurse who stood beside him, pushed into the room soon followed by two more nurses. He watched from the doorway as they worked on Sandar, who had just crashed, again. Though he wasn't sure exactly since he could hardly hear what the doctor was saying cause of the noise. What seemed like hours but was only minutes later, Dr. Cortez, followed by the three nurses came out of the room. The nurse's saying nothing as they walked past him, though the last one gave him a soft smile as she followed the first two. He turned to the Dr. when he stepped out of the room and stood cleaning his glasses before slipping them back on and looked over at him. I'm sorry, Sir. But to answer your questions. I can't honestly say yes or no, cause he's not responding much. This, he waved towards the room behind him. is the fourth time he has crashed like this and he may do it again later or even tomorrow. replied Dr. Cortez as he motioned towards the seats behind Frank and sat down seconds after Frank.