InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Pages of My Life ❯ Into the Sirens ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Hey sorry the new chapter took longer than I expected, I was doing some research. A big special thanks to pagan_sedjou and HotAngelFromHell for being my first reviewers!

Short Chappy but hopefully a long one to follow next week. Thanks for reading and please review if you have the time. Enjoy!

~Laurell

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:Inuyasha's POV:

Things were all happening too fast, too fast to be reality. This couldn't be real.

The limp girl whose hand I was still clutching I was suddenly pulled back from. Someone inside had called 911 when they heard my screaming for help I could only assume, lights and sirens wailed past but they didn't stop for some reason and before I could process why, they were blaring behind me and passing above me sucking me back away from the girl. Paramedics rushed through me and I was strangely frightened. I hadn't been scared for myself let alone anyone else for longer than I could remember.

People had swarmed in that I hadn't even noticed were there. A quiet shock that felt like it was numbing all my senses was distracting as I looked between the people trying to process the foreign tongue they were all speaking quickly in. I picked up small fragments of their voices that made no sense to me… “O2 non re-breather 15 LPM”. One was running his hands all over her and I felt a strong urge to rip him off the placid girl, instead I pushed my way through the small group.

“What happened to her?” He asked to no one in particular. I don't remember finding my voice.

“She fell…she hit her head on the step…” Swiveling around, he locked eyes with mine and ordered me closer.

“How did she fall? When did she lose consciousness?” His calmness unnerved me and honestly everything had happened so franticly I hadn't even mentally recapped it myself.

“She came around the corner and ran into me… she fell back and I didn't know what to do…I was too scared to move her so I just screamed for help...” Hearing it come out that way I felt so pathetic all the sudden.

“You were right not to move her, how long ago did she lose consciousness though?”

“Maybe…five minutes?”

The entire time he was talking to me he was slipping a collar around the back of her neck and strapping it in place, having gently turned her face up towards mine. I stared briefly into it. She didn't look like someone who needed sirens to rescue her, or the oxygen mask that was being placed on her. An inflated bag was connected to the plastic barrier obscuring her nose, lips and chin. She looked like she was simply resting.

His hands kept running over her head feeling behind her ears and pulling at the skin under her eyes, then going to her wrist periodically and pausing. He yelled something and two more people came up with a large board. I stared dumbfounded as she was moved onto this board and strapped down. The group of people around us with similar expressions to mine had gotten larger.

She was loaded into the back of the ambulance head first and I probably would have just stood there gawking if not for a paramedic who signaled for me to get in. I nodded dumbly and climbed in after, in some sort of trance. A woman yelled a protest in the background but the door was already closed and the sirens blaring again. They jarred any sense of this not being reality far away.

“Tell me any further information you have about the injury.”

I snapped back and starred for a second before telling him what she had tried to say and how she had acted up until her eyes closed.

“Ok, what's her name? Do you know her address or if she's on any current medication?”

“I …um don't know her name.”

Now I felt really out of place. There goes my nice normal first day of work. I just had to trample a girl, then get stuffed in the ambulance with her and gawked at by people who clean up car crashes daily. Getting stared at in disbelief by a paramedic…not a high point in my life.

“You've never met her before?”

“No actually, I was just picking something up from what I guess is the office where she works…” Shit I still had pick up's to do, shit how was I going to get back to my car?! Think before jumping into ambulances next time Inuyasha, I berated myself. I'd really gotten into a mess this time I was beginning to realize.

The paramedics must have figured I wouldn't be of much more use to them because they went back to focusing on the girl.

After checking what I assumed to be her vitals he felt the back of her head again and took her blood pressure after slipping something onto her finger. Another guy on the other side of her started an IV and I almost asked why. A million questions were going through my head, would she be ok? Where were we going? Not that I knew any hospitals in the area. I couldn't have voiced them even if I found the courage though because the vehicle stopped, doors were flung open and more people surged in to meet it. The procession rushed out and through the emergency room doors leaving me standing in its wake.

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