Last Resort-deleted scenes | By : jinx1764 Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 2075 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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.Occurs the same day after Sal transported Sarah to the hospital against her will for the Involuntary Mental Health Certificate issued for her by Dr. Garcia.
. His shift over, Sal grabbed his work bag and slung it over his shoulder. Normally he changed from his paramedic uniform into his civees that he carried in his bag, but not this evening. Today his routine changed because he had an errand to run, which would be easier if he remained in uniform. "Hey, Sal, heading out quick tonight, huh?" A co-worker said to him as he rushed through the common room. "Yeah, I've got places to be." He responded giving Gilbert a rapid glance without stopping. He didn't wait to risk being delayed or sidetracked from his decision. "That woman of yours makes you jump!" Gilbert ribbed him leaning his office chair backwards to maintain Sal in sight. "Sure, sure, Gil, whatever!" Sal yelled back over his shoulder, not caring what his co-worker thought just as long as he got out of the station house in time. Sal exited the main doors which lead to the open garage bay and continued out to the street, thankful that no one else happened to be in his path. If he hurried he could catch the next bus heading towards Presbyterian Hospital. Sal jogged the three blocks to the nearest bus stop arriving in time to see a bus pulling up to the curb. He climbed on board, paid the fee, and found a free seat. The ride to the hospital wouldn't take more than twenty minutes, and then he could hopefully get some answers to his earlier questions about Sarah Williams. Just over twenty minutes and Sal exited the bus and walked another two blocks to the emergency department entrance. Hence, the usefulness of his uniform because normally a civilian would be required to enter through the main entrance but in uniform with his official ID he could bypass those hurdles and buzz straight to the necessary department. The security staff even waved as he passed them "Hey, man, thought you were off for the night." A guard asked. "I am but just checking up on a patient." He answered and waved casually. "Ok...well, hope it's all good." "Yeah, me, too." Sal continued on deeper into the department and approached the main nurses' desk. Setting his work bag on the floor, he got a nurse's attention; a night shift nurse he didn't recognize. "Can I help you?" The male nurse asked sounding a bit frustrated, "Where's your patient?" Sal shook his head, "No patient, just me. I brought in a patient several hours ago and wanted to see how she's doing." He requested politely. Sal rested his open hands palm down on the countertop, subconsciously showing that he was harmless. "Oh...okay, what's the patient's name?" He moved towards the computer preparing to search the patient's disposition. "Sarah Williams." The nurse's salt and pepper haired head shot up from the computer screen at the name and his eyes widened. He didn't speak for several seconds; Sal watched the man's face turn several different shades of reddish purple before he squeaked out. "She was your patient?" "Yeah...she's okay isn't she?" Concern laced Sal's voice at the nurse's reaction. What the hell happened since he'd transferred her care? "She's fine, I think, but one of our nurses got admitted because of her." He said his voice full of accusation. "Holy shit. Did she attack the nurse?" Sal leaned over the countertop, his hands still resting of the flat surface. "We're—we're not sure." The nurse answered reluctantly and ducked his face from Sal's intense stare. "How can you not be sure?" Sal said somewhat sarcastically. "Either she did or she didn't" "Well, the patient was restrained but we heard screaming and once we got in the room we found Beck on the floor, unconscious and Williams was freaking out in her bed. Meanwhile, all the electrical equipment was exploding and on fire and somehow she'd gotten all the restraints partially unbuckled. So you tell me. In my opinion that insane patient did something to Beck." The nurse explained in a vicious tone. "Oh man...," Sal whispered, "this is bad." "No shit this is bad. Beck finally woke up about an hour ago but who knows if she's okay. I'm just glad Williams isn't our problem anymore." He said shoving files around on the desk, looking very relieved. "She's not? She's already been transferred to the psych ward?" "Yep, and lucky her she's under the care of Dr. Garcia." The nurse grinned as if he'd personally made the arrangements, plopping a final file on the desk. "Oh shit...not Garcia." Sal's shoulders slumped and he rested his elbows on the desk, his head hanging low. "Oh yeah, she's got the grand prize. I'm sure he'll give her everything she deserves." "You're an asshole. I hope Beck's okay, though." Sal stood up and stepped away from the desk. "Dude, whatever, you weren't here. Next time you find a psych patient like her don't bother bringing them here." "If you're on shift, I'll make sure to bring them all here." Sal leaned down, picked up his bag, and walked from the desk without waiting for a response. Although he did hear a disgusted sound behind him as he exited the emergency department. Just perfect, she'd already been transferred and now he had no access to Sarah Williams. Sal trudged from the hospital, returning slowly to the bus stop. His thoughts endlessly circling around what he seen of this unusual patient, what he'd done to her and now what he could longer do for her. He felt like a total shitbag. He'd restrained plenty of mental health patients over his long career but something about Sarah Williams differed and his gut told him that even though it was his professional duty; Sal Silvari had made a very bad decision. . .I liked Sal right off and even though he was supposed to be a oneshot character I've expanded his role just cause I liked him so much.
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