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Yang was exhausted to say the least. She was just finishing up her third twelve-hour shift in a row and was so ready to be off. She glanced at her watch and saw it was currently 1:05 A.M., she had managed to change out of her scrubs in record time. She slung her backpack on and grabbed her helmet as she tried and failed to stifle yet another yawn. She shut her locker door and saw her best friend standing on the other side. They had been through a lot together. Pushing each other on a fast track through school, med school, residencies, boards, to finally both land at Vale Valley hospital.
“You out of here?” Pyrrha asked grinning at her.
“Trying to be before I get sucked into something else.”
“Try and get some sleep okay.”
“Yes dear.”
“And drive safe.”
“Now where’s the fun in that?”
“Well if you crash and end up at this ER, I’m not helping you.”
“You so would because you love me.”
“I do, now go on. I’ll text you later.”
Yang kept her head down as her eyes focused on the exit sign just a few feet away.
“Good night doctor.”
“Yeah, good night Ren.”
“See you in a few days.”
“Word,” Yang grinned as she slid out the door. Success!
She paused just outside to close her eyes and take in a lungful of the chilly springtime air. There was nothing quite like the city in the early morning hours. If she wasn’t so tired, she probably would have gone out to have a drink at a local club with one of the girls she liked to rotate through. Yang wasn’t exactly a player, she just liked to keep her options open. The women knew what she wanted from them and they wanted the same from her. There was nothing wrong with sex, she liked sex, but actually committing to someone seemed so…boring and big. She hated boring plus don’t get her started on the topic of love. If any of the women started asking for more, she just sort of phased them out. Okay so maybe she had some commitment issues, but she was fine with that.
Her eyes flew open when she heard the squeal of tires as they rounded the corner of the hospital. Yang had to jump backwards to avoid being crushed by the speeding vehicle as it drove straight past the emergency room doors before skidding to a halt a few yards from her. She watched curiously as the back doors of the black van flew open to reveal someone with their hood pulled over their face roll something out the back before the van literally burned rubber to tear out of the parking lot.
“Hey!” Yang yelled as she tried to chase the van to get a license plate only to discover it had purposefully been covered.
“Well fuck,” Yang swore as she scratched the back of her head and walked over to inspect what had been thrown out of the back of the van.
“Oh shit,” recognizing it was a body Yang ran over and dropped to her knees to carefully turn the figure over. She checked for a pulse as she saw the woman’s eyes flitter open. Golden eyes latched onto her and a very faint and hoarse whisper escaped from the woman’s lips.
“Help me.”
“I’ve got you,” Yang replied quickly just as the woman passed out in her arms.
“I need a stretcher over here!” Yang yelled as she gently carried the woman inside.
Ren moved quickly as he ran over pushing the stretcher. “What have we got?”
“Not sure yet. She seems to have multiple fractures, left arm and right leg, possible dislocation of right shoulder, multiple lacerations to the face and body, burns down her arm, and she seems to have been impaled, left hip. She’s lost a lot of blood, but the blood seems to have dried and sealed shut around the object. Removing the object is my primary concern but it doesn’t appear to be life threatening. I’m going to go change. I want the works on her, x-rays on the fractures and around the hip to make sure the object didn’t pierce anything vital. Also.”
Ren interrupted her. “We got it doc. Go change and we’ll get her prepped.”
Yang nodded as she sprinted to the locker room.
Once again Yang changed in record time as she tore her clothes off to throw on a fresh pair of scrubs and her lab coat. She made her way back toward where she had last left the woman and Ren when she heard shouting coming from a nearby room. She picked up her pace heading toward the noise. The woman, whose shirt had been cut open and removed, was hopping on one side of the gurney using it as a shield as she shouted, trying to keep the three nurses and Pyrrha from touching her.
“Stay away from me!”
“We’re only trying to help you,” Pyrrha spoke calmly trying to get the patient to calm down and see reason.
Yang looked into her eyes and saw fear. She was terrified of them. She moved swiftly in front of everyone and held up her hands for peace.
“Hey, hey,” Yang spoke softly, “do you remember me? We met very briefly outside about ten minutes ago, right before you passed out in my arms.”
The woman shook her head, her eyes never leaving Yang. Yang slowly walked around the gurney and saw one of the nurses doing the same. She didn’t want the patient to be cornered but had no way of expressing that to Jaune without tipping off the woman.
“I’m a doctor and I promise all I want to do is help you.”
“Stay back!” she shouted as she saw Jaune out of the corner of her eye.
“Jaune back the fuck off!”
What happened next Yang could never have predicted. Jaune rushed her and the woman punched him right in the family jewels before yanking the knife out of her hip to turn and slice out at Yang, cutting a deep gash in her arm before sinking the knife into her shoulder.
“Yang!” Pyrrha shouted.
“I’m fine! I’m fine! I want everyone out now!”
“What? We can’t leave you in here with her, she just attacked you!”
“I mean it Pyr, I want everyone out. You can hover by the door, but we are scaring her. Just trust me please.”
Pyrrha nodded as they moved toward the door and Jaune crawled toward it.
“Okay, it’s just you and me,” Yang spoke trying to keep the pain from her voice. “It looks like you lost your weapon in my shoulder here and by doing that reopened the wound in your side. I don’t want you to bleed out so please let me help you.” Yang kneeled on the ground in front of her.
“I won’t hurt you or let anyone else hurt you either. So please.”
The woman stared down at her, still terrified.
“I know that you don’t have a reason to trust me, but I promise you that you’re safe with me.”
The patient slowly nodded. “Just you. I don’t want anyone else near me.”
“You got it. I’m going to stand now okay?”
She nodded so Yang slowly got to her feet. She ignored the blood dripping down her arm and from her shoulder but saw the woman’s eyes glance toward the wounds.
“It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it. Now I’m going to walk over to you very slowly then lift you onto the gurney okay? We need to get you changed and examined. I would like to give you something for the pain as well, but I swear to you I will not leave your side and I won’t hurt you.”
“Okay,” she replied softly.
“Okay, I’m Dr. Xiao Long by the way and I’ll take care of you.” Yang tried to not groan from the pain in her shoulder when she lifted her onto the stretcher, but the woman could see the pain in Yang’s eyes.
“I-I-I I’m sorry,” she whispered.
“Don’t worry about it. Now,” Yang reached for a vial and needle. “This is going to help with the pain. If you feel sleepy, don’t fight it. I’ll be right here.”
Yang expertly swabbed the area with an alcohol pad before injecting her. She watched as her eyelids started to flutter and close.
Yang leaned down to whisper to her, “Can you tell me your name?”
“Blake,” she slurred just before she fell asleep.