Retaliation Chapter 2/?
Chapter 2
disclaimer- i own nothing. altho if they release the show on dvd, i'd really like a copy :)
Parker watched, helplessly, as the paramedics rushed up the seven flights of stairs. He sat on the curb, just watching, unable to do anything else for his team. Ever since Sam's panicked voice had come through the radio, Parker had been sitting and watching. Wordy and Ed had gone upstairs while Parker had stayed in hopes of talking sense into Joe Patrick. It hadn't been successful in the least and Parker was too emotionly involved in the case now, so he had handed it over to another officer to try to control the situation. He had too much at stake now, with his own team being shot at, to consider trying to resolve it himself. He looked up to see what was going on as he heard footsteps. It was Ed and Wordy, looking grimmer then they'd ever looked before and he had seen them pretty grim before.
They sat down, one on either side of him and didn't speak for a few minutes. Finally Parker broke the silence. "How bad?" he asked, fearing the answer.
"They've both been hit. Word is there were two snipers on the other roof." Ed answered.
"Sam got it in the upper leg, it's bad, but he's conscious and doing all right." Wordy put in.
"And Jules?" Parker almost hated to ask, not sure if he wanted to know the answer, but knowing he'd have to.
Ed sighed. "She got the worst of it, Sarge."
"How bad?"
"When we got up there, Sam was trying to stop the bleeding. If he hadn't been there, she'd been gone for sure." Wordy said.
"How bad?" Parker demanded.
Ed sighed again, there was no more beating around the bush. "Jules got two hits, one hit in her left shoulder, a through and through, hurts like hell but it'll be fine."
Wordy jumped in, to help Ed out. "But it's the other that's the problem. She got it in the chest."
"But she was wearing a vest, wasn't she? Her vest should've stopped it." Parker was confused. Jules always wore her vest, they all did, for this reason.
"Should've. And it did slow it some, she's still breathing." Ed told him. "But it's bad, Sarge, real bad."
Parker buried his face in his hands, then looked up as two gurneys rattled by the men. He took a deep breath and stood up. "Let me see them." he called to the nearest paramedic.
"Just for a minute," he said, "We've gotta get them to the hospital."
He stepped up to Sam first, who opened his eyes. "I'm sorry, boss."
"Hey, hey, not your fault." Parker chided him.
"It should've been me, not her." Sam said, shaking his head.
"No more blaming yourself. Jules wouldn't want you to, got that? We all take the same risks, she knows that and so do you."
"Yes, sir." Sam shut his eyes again, so Parker stepped over to the other gurney.
Jules lay still, blood covering the front of her shirt and down her arms. Her vest had been cut away and replaced with bandages. She looked so still and pale, it frightened Parker, which took a lot, not much did that anymore. He swallowed, this was not the Jules Callaghan he knew, the one who was never still and pale like this.
A paramedic broke into his reverie. "Sir, you'll need to hurry. We need to get her to the hospital."
"Yeah, I know." He reached out and took Jules' hand in his own. He squeezed it, she was a lot like the daughter he'd never had. "Hang in there, Jules, hang in there. Don't make me call your father." He could hear her laughing at that. "All right, take her." He stepped back to join Wordy and Ed. "Hey, what hospital?" he called out, just before the ambulance doors shut.
"St. Michael Lutheran." was called out and then the doors slammed shut and sped away, joining the other ambulance containing Sam.
The remaining members of the team stood together, in the bright hot sunshine, just staring after the ambulances. Finally, Wordy spoke. "Let's go."
Slowly, the guys walked down the street, away from the scene, away from Joe Patrick who had managed to wreak havoc after all even if not on the scale he had in mind, and headed to one of their SUVs to go to the hospital to sit vigil beside their fallen. Many other cops would join them in the waiting room, because when one falls, or in this case two, it is felt throughout the whole police force.
The waiting room was full of cops, most of whom knew Sam or Jules. Some did not, they were just there for support.
The members of the SRU sat together by the door so they'd be the first to hear any news, good or bad.
"Does Sam have any family we should contact?" Spike asked.
"He's got parents." Lou volunteered.
Inwardly, Parker winced. The last time he had dealt with Sam's father had not been pleasant. "We'll call when we need to." he finally said. "We're not going to worry them over nothing. Sam is fine, he can decide whether or not to call them.
"What about Jules?" Spike asked. "She's got family, doesn't she?"
"Yup." Lou answered. "Father and four brothers. She was telling me about her nieces and nephews once."
"Guys, we'll call whoever we need to, when we need to. She's gonna be fine." Parker was firm.
"She's from somewhere in Alberta. Medicine Hat, I think." Wordy said. "A bit far to do any good."
The others nodded, silent. There was nothing left to do except sit and wait.
a/n- the info about sam and jules came from ctv's flashpoint website. i really did look up medicine hat, it doesn't seem to be in the middle of no where like i thought, altho parts of it is. it is, if anyone wants to know, about 1 day and 8 hours from toronto. hope you enjoy this chapter and please review! sarah