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Chapter 11
Both the units hit their lights and sirens, Jared in the lead with the Supervisor's unit. Liam called on the radio and requested another unit as back up as it was a multiple casualty event. Dispatch advised them there was already a backup unit on the way with an ETA of a couple of minutes behind Jared's unit.
Jared and Liam both arrived at the scene. The police had kept an area open for the ambulances and Jared parked furthest away from the doors to allow the two patient carrier units to be close. He grabbed the trauma management packs from the SUV and ran towards the bank's front doors. Liam and Marci had their gear piled onto their stretcher and were heading for the bank doors as well. Josh met them at the doors and said, "They're on the floor in the middle of the lobby. The shooter's dead and it was Conner's dad who did the shooting."
"Who's been shot?" asked Jared running through the door which Josh held open.
"Jared, its Sgt. Meyers and a new recruit Dave; his first week on the job." he replied.
They got inside the bank and saw large pools of blood under all of the men. Jared knew he didn't have to be a Shaman to know it was bad. Liam and Marcie went to Dave and Jared started on Frank.
Frank opened his eyes and looked at Jared. "I've been praying that you were working Jared. I don't think I'll walk away from this one; I'm having these feelings of floating. It's like... like I'm separating my spirit from my physical body. My entire body is tingling and warm, and... no pain anymore. Like too many Scotches after work. Jared, it's such a feeling of tranquility, peace and I can't describe it." He took a deep breath and continued, "Please, keep an eye on my son Jared because he's all I had. Look after him Jared, he needs someone. Make sure my daughter gets Fluff Ball the cat."
Jared had tears in his eyes and said to Frank, "You're not going to die on my fucking watch Frank."
Frank was watching tears escape from Jared's eyes when they began to glow a bright white. Frank watched as Jared placed his hands on his chest. He thought he saw Jared's hands glow briefly, and it looked like the glow was moving from his hands to the inside of his chest. He heard Jared praying, "Creator, guide my hands to do your work on this humble but more than worthy and deserving man." Frank was watching him and didn't understand what he was seeing or hearing, but he felt very relaxing warmth inside his chest begin, and grow within him.
Many times he had heard his men talk about how good Jared and Liam were at their jobs. Jared especially had earned the belief in his being an angel sent by God as an explanation of the unusual rate of successes he had as a paramedic. Many times the men had commented how they didn't think a victim of a shooting or accident had a chance of survival but when they saw Jared arrive to a scene, the officers were usually wrong about the outcome to the benefit of the casualty.
Jared had never placed himself in a position for his patient to see his gifts being used before, but he had quickly sensed the importance of the immediately intervening on Frank. He could easily correct the situation once Frank is stable by altering his memories.
Frank thought to himself that he must be dreaming. "So this is what it feels like to die. Feelings of warmth, relaxation feeling like I'm a little drunk and laying on a beach in the sun," were the last thoughts as he went unconscious.
In his mind, Jared saw the bullet had caused a fair amount of damage. The actual bullet caused damage as it passed through a person's body, but the temporary cavity which forms from the force of travel through soft tissue creates challenges as well. The energy of the bullet creates a large gap inside a person, pushing organs and tissue outward. The gap doesn't last long as the tissue slaps back into its natural position rapidly. The energy which caused the gap continues through the body as a wave with the potential of causing more damage as it progresses.
Jared followed the trail the first bullet had left. He found a fractured a rib and some damage to the lung as it passed through before blowing a hole in his back as it left. The second bullet had traveled through the liver and kidney barely missing the major renal arteries. Both of the bullets had travelled through layers of muscle and connective tissue, but none of that would be fatal. He concentrated on the tissue in the liver, watching it regenerate and blend together. As Jared relocated his thoughts to the kidney which had been damaged, he noted bruising on both the liver and kidneys which most likely caused by the force wave passing through them. After repairing the kidney damage, he took a quick look of the organs and decided he would leave the bruising for the doctors to monitor. It wouldn't be fatal to Frank. Jared could see no damage to the spine so he moved on to the lung. He concentrated on the hole and closed it up, except for a minor tear to account for some of the blood. There were so many things which could go wrong still such as infection but the current life threatening problems have been solved. He definitely needs fluid replacement Jared thought to himself as he lifted his hand off Frank's body. Jared pulled his drug kit out of the jump kit, quickly establishing two IV lines.
Jared turned to Marci and looked at her, "We're going to tube him and follow protocol. Use the bag valve to saturate him with oxygen."
Jared moved quickly and prepared for airway control. He also prepared a syringe of drugs and connected it to the IV line. He was ready, and Marci had pumped his body as full of oxygen as possible. Jared gave her a nod from his head and she squeezed the drug into the line and he watched as Frank's body relaxed. A few seconds later, Jared inserted an ET tube, secured it and hooked it up to a bag valve. Marcie took control of the bag as Jared listened with his stethoscope.
"Good air movement," said Jared and corrected Marcie on the rate, increasing her air delivery to one breath every 2 seconds. He listened longer and said, "Decreased air sounds bottom left lobe with sounds of fluid. The rest is clear. Marci, Let's suction through the tube." They did so and Jared removed about 30 mls of blood.
Liam was concentrating on his patient now that Marci was with Jared. Shoulder shot, bleeding but it looks like it missed bones and vital organs. It did some damage to the muscle and tendons which potentially could end his career by screwing up his shoulder. He needs fluids and some minor surgery, but nothing extra. Suddenly Liam noticed a small trail off the main trajectory. Shrapnel he thought to himself. In his mind, he followed the path until it stopped at the pericardial sac, and the object was trapped inside against the heart muscle. This is the priority Liam thought to himself. He concentrated on the object, and it dissolved. He then repaired the pericardial sac.
Jared looked over and saw Liam's eye's glowing white and smiled as he returned to working with Frank.
Liam was watching in his mind as the major muscles were healing as well as the tendons. He left some damage which wouldn't cause any long term problems for the man. He then concentrated in the entry and exit wounds, causing them to stop bleeding.
Liam pulled his hand out from under the patient as the extra crew arrived. He gave them a verbal report on Dave and Liam told them to take over care. Liam then jumped over to Frank.
"Hook up the monitor and bolus the fluids for the first 500 mls. Marcie get the vitals," said Jared.
Jared got up and went to check the shooter. It was Conner's dad and he was obviously dead from at least 3 shots to the center of his chest. Jared checked the pulse out of routine and determined he would not commence treatment, obviously beyond help.
They got Frank bundled up and were pushing him out to ambulance when a couple of police officers came running up and asked, "How are they, Jared."
"They are doing very well; both are strong men," replied Jared. "Can one of you drive my SUV to the hospital? I'm staying with Frank."
