Prologue
What's going on? Where am I? Why can't I open my eyes? They feel like they are buried under a pile of cement. Am I asleep? “Help! I need a doctor!” I hear Logan shout right beside me. Why is he yelling? Why does he need a doctor? Is he hurt? Wait, where is Jane? I have to open my eyes to see what's going on.
Why is everything so blurry? “What happen?” some one in a white coat runs towards us. I can't manage to see their face but I'm positive it's a doctor or it could be a scientist but I'm pretty sure it's a doctor. I try to turn to face Logan but pain shoots all over my body causing me to stop trying. Fuck! That hurts it feel like I'm burning from the inside.
“He got shot and has lost lot's of blood” Logan answers with a shaky voice. I got shot? That would explain the damn pain that is coming from my side. “Chris rush him to the emergency room we need to stop the bleeding right away” the same voice as before orders. I'm so weak that I can't even keep my eyes open. I feel someone's arms go around me and as they lift me up my body protest by sending unbearable pain every where. What the fuck! I want to yell and punch something but all that comes out of me is a small pathetic growl that I'm sure no one herd. “Be careful! Can't you see he is in pain” Logan shouts in frustration. At least I have him to speak up for me.
“Sir calm down we'll take good care of him” a woman says trying to calm him down. Where is Jane? She should be here. The ground beneath me starts moving as everything comes flashing back to me. Mark kidnapping Jane, Jane finding out I'm a cop, and Mark shooting me. Why is it getting harder for me to breath? “You can't come in here Sir you'll have to wait in the waiting room” the woman says again. “Doctor please save my brother” Logan voice comes out wobbly. Is he crying? I hear a door close behind me.
“Cut his shirt open, connect him to the heart monitor, and get him some anesthesia now!” the doctor barks orders. I'm in so much pain. Everything hurts right now even breathing. Even tho my eyes are close I can feel the light hitting my face causing me to keep them shut. Even tho I can't move I feel my body flinch as the cold scissors touch my skin as they cut my vest open. “Doctor he had a bulletproof vest on it seems like only a bullet made contact with the flesh but the good news is that no organs or arteries were touch”. My body feels so heavy that I can't even move my fingers. I'm exhausted all I want to do is give in to the darkness and make the pain go away. I have no strength to keep fighting.
“His heart rate is dropping” some one yells from my right side. The beeping of the monitor are getting weaker and weaker they're so soft that they're actually making me sleepy. Why am I still fighting the darkness? I should just take a nap and deal with everything else when I wake up. “We need a blood transfusion now!” that's the last thing I hear before the darkness surrounds me.