The Path Taken Part 2

The Path Taken part 2 An anxious tapping on her window brought her to a state of near consciousness. " Madam, I urge you to move inside the station just as quickly as you can. You see, this corner is fixing to get real busy, real quick like." Still half-asleep, she moved as quickly as she could to safety indoors. Pop, Pop! POP!! Sounded like popcorn popping, but she didn't smell the rich buttery goodness... Then it dawned on her, gunshots... Then, she was completely awake. She looks down at her feet and noticed that she had at least found the presence of mind to grab her purse and the small tote that held her meds. As for her car keys, missing. Presumably, locked in the car. At least she hoped she had locked it. 10 minutes later the officer that had asked her to come inside was laying on a stretcher in the hall. His shirt was being pulled back and he was barely conscious. She could see that he clearly spent most of his free time at the gym, but what immediately caught her attention was the large red stain on the front of the shirt. "Pulse is dropping guys." She heard a medic ring out. "He is going into shock." The medics continue to work until the ambulance arrive to take him to the ER. Something told her, she had no idea what, just had a feeling that she needed to go with him. "Jimmy," they replied when she asked his name, "Jimmy Raider, he's been with the Force for 13 years. Before that a volunteer fireman for nearly as long. Sure hope he pulls through. But the doctors over there are the best. Thirteen hours later when they bring him out of the medically induced coma, she is in the waiting room. She is still praying that he would be okay. She still has no idea what led her to jump into that ambulance just as the doors were being closed, but here she was. Tune in later this week for the next installment. I'll try to have something for you by Wednesday or Thursday.