Post by Luby14 on May 20, 2006 2:39:12 GMT 10
This scene takes place at the 37min of the 12th season's last epy and at the beginning at the 13th season. It's the POV of Luka.
I was struggling to get free. My hands were attached to the couch's bars. I couldn't almost breathe on account of the breathing tube and I couldn't scream or call for help. Suddenly, I heard Abby's voice and I saw her through the window. I wanted to call her, to say to her I was here, I couldn't... Abby... She was next to the door but she disappeared, folding up. I heard a scream full of pain. No! Abby! What happen? What's wrong with her? She stood up again watching her hand, I could read on her face that sha was frightened. Oh Bog... She put her hand on the window. Abby seemed to be hurt and I couldn't help her. Her hand slid on the window, letting a bloody trace on. Oh no...please... no... I saw her who fell. I struggled to get free again, more and more violently. Please God! Give me the strenght! I couldn't exclaim me to call help. Abby needed help. I felt her pain... They needed help... I strove to break my links but they tightened the bandages which scratched my wrists. I hit my head against the couch. I tried to move the bed with my body's strenght but it took away from the door where Abby was falling. No...please... I felt my strenght diminished. I look at the hand bloody trace on the window, I shivered, frightened and I felt my eyes was misted over with tears. I heard my heart beat and rang out in my head. I closed my eyes when I heard Haley screamed.
"Abby! I need a doctor! Ray!"
I could see Ray who was taking Abby in his arms. They dissapeared. It was unbearable. I needed to know if she was okay... and if the baby is too... Nobody saw me. I heard only some scraps of sentences. Haley said.
"Pratt is here."
I could just see Ray's head.
"Okay, I need him here. Morris's taking care of Jerry with Kerry."
Jerry? He's hurt too... Ray continued to talk but I didn't understand anything...just a word which made me shiver.
"Call NICU!"
NICU? I closed my eyes and prayed. The baby went to be born, now. No! No! It's too early! Abby's seven months pregnant! No! Not yet! I cried. I felt my tears sank on my cheeks, they burnt my skin, they made wet my lips. I couldn't bear anymore. It was too much. I saw Pratt, Ray and Haley who surrounded the couch.
I fought against the bandages, I shook my body to try to break the bars or to overthrow the couch. It would make noise and somebody would hear me, somebody would come help me and I would be able to help Abby. I shook again. I felt my arm which became hardened. I didn't felt the pain anymore. I began to get worked up. I was feverish, full of anger, full of fear. I couldn't bear this situation again... to lose my wife, my child. Please my God... pity me... let them alive and take me...not them. My body continued to move violently to shake the bed. I looked like an wild tortured animal. Finally, the couch fell over on the side. We could hear a big noise. Ray heard the noise because I saw him watching through the window and broke the window to open the door which was bolted.
"Dr Kovac." He knelt to me, undid the bandages.
I'm free... Abby... Her name was only in my mind. He took off the respirator tube. I spitted on the floor. Ray helped me to stand me up.
"Are you okay?"
I felt I couldn't answer to him. My throat was dry, my lips too, my cheeks too because of my tears. I straggered to the couch where Abby was stretching out. Her heart's sound could be heard on the monitor. There were blood everywhere on the floor, on the sheets. Pratt and Haley were looking at me, trying to understand what happened, probably.
Pratt said, putting his hand on my shoulder.
"She's okay. She should go to OR... Coburn'll arrive, she'll make a hysterictomy... but she'll be fine."
I couldn't smile. Where was the baby? I didn't understand, I was lost... hysterictomy? Why? Why did Pratt say it?
Pratt continued like he was heard that I thought.
"Your son is in NICU..."
My son... I have a son... our son... Abby's and mine... I looked up in his eyes. My lips shivered. They were paralized. I took Abby's hand and I fell on the floor, still holding her hand, crying.
I hope you'll like it...
