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They go in separate ambulances and Tim is already anxious. His chest feels heavy (that could be from the desk that was just on him). His head hurts (the smoke possibly) and he is antsy. He didn’t want to be separated from Lucy. He clung onto her until they pulled him apart.
(He didn’t like that).
He taps his feet on the ground, they wanted him to lay down but he refused. “I’m fine.” He says. The paramedic gives him a look.
“Sir, you just were thrown across a room with a desk on top of you.” The paramedic says. “Not to mention you were breathing in—”
“I’m fine.” He says grumpily. “Just get me to the hospital.” The paramedic sighs, and then begins to treat the wound on his forehead.
“How did you get the desk off.” The paramedic asks.
“I didn’t. My girlfriend—sergeant did.” He says and he has to remember that there was a line. Although he knows Lucy looking for him was part girlfriend part sergeant. She would never leave him behind.
She would never leave him behind.
And he would never leave her behind.
“You got lucky Sergeant Bradford.” He says. “Any more time and you might not be sitting up and talking.”
Tim blows out a breath, and he is lucky. In more ways than one. He’s lucky he has Lucy and he’s lucky he’s alive.
Now if only Lucy was right next to him.
That’s what he needed.
***
Lucy gets to the hospital first. She wants to wait for Tim but they pull her inside. “Ma’am you need to be looked over.” The nurse says calmly.
“Where’s sergeant Bradford?” She asks. She only had a few seconds with Tim before they separated them. She has no idea how he is doing. He was being crushed by a desk, he was breathing in the smoke.
She was calm when she pulled him out but now—
“He’s coming.” The nurse says. She sits Lucy down in a wheelchair, “But right now—”
“Okay well at least put us in the same room.” Lucy says. The nurse gives her a look.
“I don’t know if that’s possible—”
“Make it possible.” Lucy snaps. “If you don’t I will go looking for him.” The nurse doesn’t say anything as she pushes Lucy down the hallway.
Lucy feels bad, but her mind is on Tim and if he’s okay. She just needs to know he’s okay.
***
When Tim gets to the hospital, the first thing he says is: Lucy. He tries to get out of the wheelchair but a nurse pushes him back down gently.
“I’m guessing you are Tim Bradford.” She says. He nods his head.
“I am.” He says. “Where’s Lucy—”
“A very stubborn and demanding woman keeps insisting that you are put in her room.” She says. Tim tries not to smile at that.
“Well I’m going to do the same thing.” He says and he would, injuries be damned. To him, finding Lucy was more important. “I will find her.”
“I’m aware.” The nurse says and she seems exasperated and tired. “She’s right down this hallway.” Tim tries to get up again but she pushes him down by the shoulders.
“Sit.” She says. “Or I will make a detour and separate you two.” Tim sighs but he doesn’t move a muscle until he’s rolled into the room. Lucy is already on the table getting glass out of her arm.
“Oh thank god.” She says when she sees him. Her nurse pauses and he gets on the table.
“What?” He asks. “Were you worried?” Lucy gives him a look and the nurse starts to clean his wounds.
“What do you think?” She asks. “You—”
“I’m fine.” He says. “I’m alive and you are alive.”
“True.” She says and she wants to reach out and touch him but she would do that later. They would be going home together after all.
“And we are together and we both insisted on being in the same room together.” He says.
“I was going to get to you one way or another.” Lucy says. “If the nurses weren’t so stubborn.”
“They were doing their jobs Luce.” Tim says.
“Like you weren’t fighting them to be in the same room.” Lucy says. Tim just shrugs his shoulders. He would do anything to get to Lucy.
“I was.” He says. “I would do anything to get to you.”
“I know.” She says. “I love you. I’m glad you are okay.”
“I love you too.” He says and he really is lucky to be alive. “Back at you.” He’s not sure what will happen or what’s ahead of them but he knows if he has Lucy by his side he will be okay.
They will be okay.