Very short teaser tonight. Well, compared to last week's that is.
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“Trauma Four?” Where’s Jack? The question was tossed out there to the scrubs ebb and flow as he ran, Doc Martins squealing and sliding – “Trauma Four?” Where’s my Jack? – twisting and turning and spinning along the buffed to an eye squinting sheen linoleum, passing room after room – file, medication, supply - no luck, no peace, no Jack – “Where’s Trauma Room Four?” – asking person after person - looking for answers, searching for explanations, begging for comfort - I’m coming, Jack! I’m coming! "Trauma Four? Trauma Four?"
Modern medical science only had time for a general ‘That way’ wave as it scurried off to perform another miracle. Ennis' thanks was just as demonstrative.
Jack was shot, and he was alone. Jack was shot, and he needed help. Jack was shot, and I wasn't there.
Nurse's station, unisex rest room, bereavement area and Ennis was still running.
Jack was shot because I couldn't protect him. Jack was shot because I failed. Jack was shot -
Laundry, water fountain, housekeeping closet.
- and I can't even find him!
"Where the fuck is Trauma Room Four?"
"Ennis? What on earth are you doing here?"
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As much as it pains me to say this, #33 will not be up tomorrow. Saturday/Sunday, yes, Wednesday, no. Sorry.
B