When Patients Attack [Connor Rhodes]

When Patients Attack [Connor Rhodes]

Description: A patient assaults Y/N.

Warnings: Blood, assault. 

"Dr. Y/L/N, this is Louie Gramza, unconscious forty year old male, had a seizure in the ambulance on the way here. Five centimeter laceration across the forehead, Abdominal Contusions. BP and Heart Rate are slightly elevated." The paramedic finishes his handover and Y/N starts giving orders. She takes her penlight out and pulls Louie's eyelids back.

"Dr. Y/L/N his oxygen levels are low." A nurse says.

"Start him on oxygen and get me a Neurosurgery Consult, his left pupil is enlarged."

"Yes doctor." The nurse says. She runs out of the room to get to the phone.

While Y/N and April are getting ready to clean and stitch the laceration, Dr. Halstead runs into the room and asks if he could steal April for an emergency.

"Go ahead. I got this." On their way out the door to the trauma bay closes. She turns back to Louie and grabs the antiseptic. "Ok, Louie, lets get this stitched up."

§§§

After finishing the stitches, Y/N was told there was a wait on the Neuro Consult, so she started cleaning up the kit she used. She had her back turned to Louie, so she didn't notice when he woke up, and started to stand. He bumped the cart beside him and she quickly turned around.

"Louie, you're ok, but you should really get back in bed." She places her hands on his shoulders and tries to persuade him into at least sitting down. Louie grunts and pushes her back. She stumbles but doesn't fall. "Louie, get back in the bed now." She states firmly.

Louie suddenly shoves her into the bins and she falls. Then he grabs her and pushes her onto the gurney and she kicks and scratches at him. "Louie!" He grabs her by the neck and shoves her into the wall again, but this time into the glass cabinet. The glass shatters and Y/N can feel some of it get stuck in her neck and head, but she still fights to get him off. He grabs her by the neck and pushes her head into the window. It cracks, and she struggles to get a breath in. He does it a second and a third time before she goes unconscious.

§§§

"Hey April. Where's Y/N?" Connor asks as he stands by the nurses station.

"Last time I saw her was when we were in Baghdad treating a patient, but I got pulled."

"That was over an hour ago." Connor states. "No one has seen her since then?"

"I don't know, I'm sorry." April shrugs.

Connor decides to go look for her, so when he walks through the door, he is stunned at what he sees.

His fiancée. On the floor. Beat to hell.

"I need some help in here!" He yells. Immediately, April, Natalie, Will and a few other nurses join him in the room.

"Oh my god." April mutters before going to help Louie, knowing Connor will take care of Y/N. Will goes to help Connor as well.

"Get me that backboard! We're taking her into another room."

Y/N had her eyes closed, because her head felt like it was going to explode. She couldn't move and couldn't hear anything, so her eyes shot open as soon as Will and Connor rolled her onto her back. They both tried to talk to her, but all she heard was ringing, no words, sounds, nothing.

"Y/N, what happened?" Connor asks. She just looks at him with wide, confused eyes. Will looks at Connor and they share a look. "Can you move? Can you speak?"

They finally get her into another trauma room and start examining her.

"Her neck is bruised and swollen, she needs an airway evaluation." Will says, Natalie joins and pushes Connor out of the way.

While the doctors work on her, Y/N brings her right hand to her left ring finger.

It's gone.

"Y/N your lung is collapsing, we're going to need to push a chest tube in." Will tries telling her, but she still can't hear a single thing.

Maggie then rushes into the trauma room pulling her gloves on. Y/N and Maggie have a mother-daughter relationship. Y/N's parents were doctors here and she'd see Maggie all of the time.

"Hi, sweetie, follow my finger with your eyes ok?" Maggie says. She puts her finger in front of the doctors face and she follows it. Knowing that's what Maggie wanted her to do because that was their protocol. Maggie goes to grab a penlight when Y/N grabbed her hand. She used her right hand to point at her ring finger. Maggie looks down and realizes the beautiful ring is gone. "Connor! Her ring is gone!"

He walks up beside them and looks. "I don't care about the ring, it can be replaced. I only care about her right now."

"She loves that ring, you gave it to her."

Connor nods and his eyes widen. "Wait, did she hear you? Did she tell you her ring is gone?"

"I think she heard me, and no she grabbed my hand and pointed. Why? Has she not been following you guys?"

"No, she seems almost confused." Connor walks around to the other side and gives Will room to place the tube. He touches her jaw and Y/N immediately cringes. "Her jaws dislocated. I need to set it."

"You can't Connor." Natalie says.

"Have any of you set a jaw before?" He challenges. The other two shake their heads. "I'm doing it." He grabs gauze to place under his fingers and then grips it. "This is going to hurt."

POP

Tears well up in Y/N's eyes and Connor grabs her hand.

§§§

Connor sits in the chair beside her bed. She had just gotten out of surgery and was still asleep. While she was in surgery Connor went back to find her ring. It was mixed in with a pile of glass shards.

"She's going to so happy you found that." Maggie says as she stands in the doorway.

Connor looks around the room and tears gather in the corner of his eyes.

"I don't understand why he'd do that to her."

"He had a Epidural Hematoma. Y/N requested a Neuro Consult, but everything was a mess and the nurse didn't get it sent. She stayed with him because that's what she thought was going on."

"And this damn ring, it's all she cared about."

"She cares about it because it's from you, and she absolutely loves you. You're her favorite person."

Connor chuckles and wipes his tears. "I really do not deserve that woman."

Y/N taps Connor's hand, trying to get his attention.

"Hey, how are you feeling? Can you hear now?" She nods and makes a thumbs up. Connor smiles and presses a kiss to her forehead. "Look what I found." He pulls out the ring and her face lights up. She holds her left hand out for him to put it on her finger. "I also got this for you." He hands her a small dry-erase board and a marker. 

Y/N grabs it and turns it away from him. After a few moments she turns it around again. “I love you” is written with a heart besides it. 

“I love you too.”

Panic [Stiles Stilinski]

Description: Stiles and Y/N crash. 

Warnings: Panic attack, blood. 

It was storming. The car that went around the curve was speeding. The headlights weren't on. He should've known better than to speed like that. 

Stiles opened his eyes and groaned. His body felt like it had been thrown against a brick wall a thousand times. He finally looks around. He is hanging in his seat, only restrained by the seatbelt. Something shifts on the passenger side and lets out a whimper

"Stiles? Are you alright?" Stiles turns his head to his girlfriend. She's laying on her side, surrounded by shattered glass, blood and clutching a wound on her stomach.

"Oh god. Y/N you need to stay awake, help is coming!"

"Stiles, I don't know how much longer I can do that."

"No you're going to stay awake." Stiles maneuvers himself to where he can jump down without landing on her and sits beside her. Y/N's eyes are closed, and her body is limp.

§§§

"Stiles?!" Sheriff Stilinski called out for his son. This has always been his worst nightmare. To be the first on the scene of a bad crash to see his sons blue jeep. Now that nightmare is a reality.

The jeep is laid on the passenger side with shattered glass laying all around it. It is smashed and scraped signaling the points as to where it fell before it came to a complete stop by the rock wall.

"Dad!" Stiles voice comes from inside the jeep. The older Stilinski runs over, climbs on top of the jeep and peers down through the drivers door. Stiles is sitting on the ground holding pressure on Y/N's abdomen where blood is still gushing out. "You have to help her. Please dad!" Stiles cries.

The car directed its hit into the passenger side, where Y/N is still buckled in laying on her side unconscious.

"It wont stop! I don't think its supposed to be coming out this fast!"

Stiles could feel it coming on. His pulse is raised. His breathing is fast and ragged. It's been happening a lot lately.

It is a panic attack.

"The ambulance is on its way. Are you okay?" Stiles has a few cuts and bruises, but other than that he is fine.

"I'm fine, I-I just need to get her out of here."

Eventually Y/N was pulled out of the jeep and rushed to the hospital, but Stiles stood in front of the jeep looking down at his hands.

Still covered in her blood.

Scott showed up and was talking to Parrish when he heard Stiles' heartbeat and breathing. He walked over to his best friend and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Stiles?"

But Stiles was in his own world, trying to calm himself down.

"Stiles!" Stiles grabbed his chest as hit heaved, trying to get a full breath in.

"I-I breathe. I can't." He took a shaky breath and tried again.

"I cant breathe."

Stitches [Dean Winchester]

Description: Y/N stitches up Dean after a hunt.

The Impala goes around a sharp curve and Dean groans as he slides in his seat.

"If I die, I'm never speaking to you again."

"No shit." Y/N deadpans from the drivers seat. Dean groans again as the car straightens out. "Dean it's literally a top layer cut. You're going to be fine."

"Woman-."

§§§

"Alright, Winchester. Take off your shirt, and hop up on the counter."

"You're bossy." Dean says as he pulls his shirt over his head. Y/N turns to grab a vial of lidocaine, a needle and a stitch kit. She squats down to grab a large bottle of hydrogen peroxide and Dean trails his eyes down her backside. She turns back to him and Dean diverts his eyes quickly.

"You've got to be when you're dealing with a Winchester." She smirks. Dean rolls his eyes and scoots back further on the counter. Y/N grabs a rag and sets it under the cut. "Ready?" Dean nods and Y/N starts squirting the peroxide into his cut.

"Son of a bitch." Dean hisses.

"Would you just hold still?" Y/N asks as she presses the tip of the needle inside his cut.

"I'm sorry I don't like needles."

"It could be worse. I'm going in through the cut, not breaking skin again, and I'm going slow so it doesn't burn." Y/N says as she injects the lidocaine in different areas.

Dean admires her features as she gets ready to stitch him up. Beautiful smile, gorgeous eyes. How could someone not be attracted to a woman like her? She's beautiful, feisty, incredibly strong and very intelligent. Not the best driver, but everyone has their faults.

"Last time someone looked at me like that, Winchester, I got laid."

"Do you want to get laid?" Dean smirks.

"Always." Y/N glances up at him through her eyelashes. Then before Dean could reply, she stuck the needle through his skin.

After the last stitch is done, Y/N stands up and is face to face with Dean. Dean looks into her eyes and then to her lips. He experiments by leaning and closer, as does she. Once their lips press together, Dean lets out a deep breath. He pulls away, but their faces stay close together.

"Thank you." Y/N nods and backs away to put her supplies back in their bag. Dean jumps off the counter and grabs her by the waist. Y/N drops everything on the floor and turns to him. He presses his body into hers and grabs her ass. "Up." Y/N jumps and wraps her legs around his waist. He walks over to the counter and places her on it, then pushes her legs apart and stands between them. He grabs the back of her neck and starts kissing her again. Y/N reaches her arms around his neck and puts her hand in his hair. Dean pulls away for a second. "Are you ok with this?" Y/N looks up to the ceiling and Dean starts kissing her neck.

"More than ok." She breathes.

§§§

The morning after they woke up and packed their stuff up, considering they had to go back home today. Y/N and Dean took a shower together to "Save water". Deans idea.

While Dean was shaving, Y/N got dressed. She had her normal outfit, consisting of a pair of jeans, a leather jacket and a pair of boots, but she was missing a shirt. Hers were all dirty, mostly with blood, dirt or whatever else decided to get on her shirt while hunting. She thought for a second.

I can't go shirtless.

Then she looked around the room and spotted Dean's bag.

Yahtzee.

Dean always overpacked. So, she walked over and unzipped his bag.

"Clean clothes are always on top."

She finds a green shirt and nods. She zips Dean's bag and puts the shirt on, she tucks it into her jeans so it's not as noticeable.

After a while Dean walks out, ready to go.

"Ready sweetheart?" Y/N nods and grabs her bags. Dean notices something as she walks past. She smells like him. Didn't she take a shower? Then he recognizes the shirt. The one he was going to wear today, but he decided on the blue one instead. "Is that my shirt?"

"Uh huh." Y/N nods as she smirks at Dean.

"You know, if it were anyone else I'd be mad. But you just look so beautiful in my clothes." Dean walks over and kisses her cheek before grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the room.

"My shirts were dirty."

"We should just get rid of all of your shirts."

Pain [Jay Halstead]

Description: Y/N gets shot during a standoff. 

Warnings: Guns, blood, cussing probably.

Shots rang out as Intelligence tried to catch their subject. Justin Smith. He's killed seven people. He was discharged from the Marines under Dishonorable Conditions for shooting a man in Afghanistan. He's ruthless and he's got impeccable aim, so the team was really on edge.

"Y/L/N!" Voight yells. "You and Halstead move!" He demands.

Y/N and Jay were partners. They knew each other before they were partnered up considering they used to live on the same street, but they worked well together and got the job done.

Y/N moves behind Jay so she can cover him while he runs behind the wall to get closer to Smith. She holds her gun up and rests her hand on the back of Jays vest. He takes off and is safe in a matter of seconds.

Smith ducks down and Y/N takes her chance to run for it, but while she does that Smith shoots her in the leg with a sniper rifle. She shoots at him as she falls to the ground and she hits his shoulder.

"Y/N!" Jay yells.

"Halstead go! I'll cover you!" Atwater yells over the commotion. Jay runs over and grabs Y/N's vest, normally she'd hold her hand out so he didn't have to be exposed for long, but she passed out from hitting the ground hard.

He drags her behind the wall and collapses to the ground with her. Jay props her up and takes her thigh holster off so he can have access to her wound. It's a through and through, but it's bleeding heavily, so there's a good chance Smith hit her femoral artery. Jay reaches for his radio and keys it.

"Intelligence to Main."

"Go ahead Intelligence."

"Officer down. Through and through in the left thigh, possible femoral artery involvement. Have a Ambulance stage a block away from our location." He shouts over the gunfire. He puts the radio back and grabs his knife. He cuts the sleeve of Y/N's shirt off and makes it into a tourniquet. He twists it tight and Y/N groans in pain.

"Stop. Stop." She tries to push his hands away but Jay keeps his hands in place. "Stop." He looks up to see her face has paled significantly, she has bags under her eyes and she's sweating. His eyes widen and he swallows hard.

"I know it hurts." He breathes. "Just a little while longer. Ok?" She doesn't answer so he looks up again. She's slumped over with her eyes closed. Jay reaches up and presses his fingers to her carotid artery. Her pulse is there, but it's faint and slowing down.

"Voight!" He yells into his radio. "I need cover, she's bleeding out!"

"Atwater! Lindsay! Cover Halstead!" Voight orders. Kevin and Erin keep their guns on Smith and Jay throws Y/N over his shoulder and runs towards the door. Once he makes it out he grabs his radio again.

"Main where's our ambulance staged?!"

"Intersection of Main and Lake Shore." Jay turns and sprints to the ambulances location.

Once he turns the corner of Main street the paramedics get out and open up the back doors.

"Detective Y/N Y/L/N, twenty-five years old, GSW to the left thigh, definite Femoral Artery involvement, pulse is weak." He jumps in the back and puts her on the cot.

"Alright, off to Med."

§§§

It's been two hours. Two hours of waiting and pacing. Will had taken Y/N up to the OR after they got to the hospital. Jay felt a little bit better knowing it was his brother looking after her, and he knew Will would do everything to save her because Will knew how Jay felt about his partner. He's in love with her.

The rest of Intelligence had to go back to the district because they caught another case, but Jay was told to stay and wait for an update. Jay was nervous. He didn't know if he had the tourniquet tight enough, or if he had waited too long to get her out of the situation. He was about to go ask the nurse at the desk if she knew Y/N's condition when Will walked out.

"Hey, is she ok?" Jay asks.

"She's fine, we repaired her artery and gave her some blood back. She's awake and asking to see you." Jay sighs in relief. He puts his hand out to Will and he shakes his hand while pulling him in for a hug.

"Thank you." Will nods and gestures for Jay to follow him. They walk down a couple of hallways before stopping in front of a half opened door. Will knocks and steps in.

"I've got a visitor for you Y/N." Will moves so she can see Jay and when he steps in her eyes light up. "I'm gonna go check on my other patients. Press the call button if you need anything." Both detectives nod and Will closes the door on his way out.

"Hi." Jay says as he sits in the chair next to her bed.

"Hi." Y/N quietly says.

"You scared the hell out of me, you know that?" Jay grabs her hand.

"I know, and I'm sorry." Y/N brings their hands up to her lips and presses a kiss to Jay's knuckle.

"Don't be sorry. As long as you're ok, I'll be good."

Bluebottles [Trent ‘Maxi’ Maxwell]

Description: Y/N saves a babies life and hurts herself doing so. Maxi takes care of her.

Warnings: CPR, near drowning, bluebottles.

Y/N was standing by Jesse in front of Backpackers Rip while they helped a mother look for her teenage son. She'd been trying to keep an eye on the water, but the woman was screaming and causing a whole mess.

"Ma'am, calm down, we will find him." Jesse tries to calm her down, but she continues screaming. Y/N scans the water for the boy again when her eyes land on a woman struggling in the rip. She rips her black pullover off and grabs the rescue board. Just as she does that, Deano radios from the tower.

"Bondi Central to Blue Rhino, you've got a woman in backpackers with what looks to be a baby. She's about ready to go under."

"Jesse call for backup!" She yells as she runs towards the water. The baby is her first priority. As she quickly paddles out she tries to avoid the floating bluebottles. She reaches the screaming mother and she grabs onto the board. "Where's the baby?!"

"Water!" The woman screams.

Y/N immediately jumps into the water and swims to the baby girl. When she reaches the baby her eyes are closed. She pulls her into her arms and looks up. A swarm of bluebottles has floated in by her board, and she can't avoid them, so she wraps herself around the baby and goes through them. When she breaks the surface she sees Maxi with the mother on his board. She puts the baby on her board and gets on herself. She ignores Maxi's concerned questions and catches a wave in. She drags the baby in with the board and she immediately starts CPR. Harries runs up with a bag and Jesse slides in beside them.

"Y/N you've got stingers all over you." Jesse points out.

"I'm fine." She brushes him off and keeps going.

Maxi brings the mother to shore and makes sure she's okay before rushing over to the group. Y/N absolutely refused to let anyone switch her, even though her body was covered in stings.

After four sets of sixty compressions and eight breaths the baby has a pulse, is responsive and crying. Right in time for the ambulance to arrive.

"Call the police." Y/N says as she stands up. "That was pure child endangerment."

She starts walking to the tower and about halfway up the adrenaline wears off and she's about to drop. Maxi had followed her on the quad and grabs her before she can. He wraps her pullover around her and sits her in front of him, then speeds up to the tower. Once they get up the stairs Maxi immediately grabs a pair of gloves to pick the stingers off of her.

Y/N starts brushing the ones on her chest off as she grits her teeth.

"Let me help." Maxi says as he starts picking the stingers from her neck and back.

"Who the hell brings a six month old baby into deep water, let alone a rip?!" Y/N rants as she continues brushing off stingers aggressively.

"I don't know sweetheart, but the baby is alright. That's all that matters. Now we're worried about you."

"I'll be fine." She groans. "I just need to shower."

"You're covered in bluebottle stings, you're going to hurt for a bit." Deano says as he turns around from dealing with another rescue. "You did amazing Bug." He compliments. "But you're going to start hurting, so Maxi, help her in the showers please." Maxi nods and follows her. Y/N sits on the cold tiles in the shower, not being able to stand because of the pain.

"God, this sucks." She groans.

"I know." Maxi says. He turns the water onto the hot setting and sits next to Y/N on the floor. As she sits there, hunched over in pain as the toxins reach her glands, Maxi takes one of her hair ties and puts her hair in a top knot. "Do you want to sit up?" He asks her. She shakes her head no Maxi scoots closer. "Sweetheart, your neck and back are going to hurt if you stay like that." She doesn’t reply, so, he changes his tactics. "Do you want to sit in my lap?"

She looks up.

"Can I?" Her voice has gotten much quieter.

"Anything for you." Maxi replies.

Y/N has always said that skin to skin contact, or even just being close to another person helps comfort some people, and she was one of them. So, she quickly sits on Maxi's left thigh and brings her legs closer to her chest so her feet are on the other side of them, and head lays on his shoulder. Maxi has an arm around her and a hand on the back of her head.

After they've situated themselves, they sit there in silence while the hot water streams over both of them.

Unfortunately, Maxi was called out for a mass rescue and Y/N was still in a great amount of pain.

Deano had suggested giving her the Green Whistle and sending her to the hospital, but she refused and is now curled up in the corner of the tower. Taco had almost stepped on her, because she’d covered herself in her jackets.

Eventually Jesse, and Maxi come back into the tower and Maxi goes back towards the shower to see if she was still there, and he was confused when he’d seen a empty room.

"Where’d Bug go?" Maxi asks Deano. Deano, turns and points at her.

Jesse laughs when he looks over. Maxi wants to, but he doesn’t. Covered in her black jacket and blue pullover, Y/N had pulled the hood over her head, trying to wish away the sensation in peace. She looked like a box.

"I offered the Green Whistle, but she refused."

"Y/N you know being in pain for this long from a bluebottle sting isn’t normal." Jesse says.

"Give me like thirty minutes and I’ll be good to go."

"You said that an hour ago." Maxi says, and sits in the chair next to her spot on the floor.

"At least now I can talk." She points out.

"Alright Bug, whatever you say."

Finally, three hours left on her shift and the pain has gone away. Now Y/N is patrolling North Bondi with Maxi.

"Thanks for helping me earlier, I appreciate it." Y/N says as they scan the water.

"You’re welcome, but you know I’d do anything for you." Maxi replies.

"And I’d do anything for you."

Maxi stops scanning the water and thinks.

Perfect segway.

"You wanna do something for me?" He asks, and sets his radio on the seat.

"Anything." Y/N nods.

"Go on a date with me tomorrow."

Highway [Theo Raeken]

Description: Theo and Y/N get into an argument, and Y/N crashes.

Warnings: Car crash, mentions of blood, probably curse words.

A/N: This is based off the song “Highway Don’t Care” by Tim McGraw. 

Bet your window's rolled down and your hair's pulled back

And I bet you got no idea you're going way too fast

You're trying not to think about what went wrong

Trying not to stop 'til you get where you goin'

You're trying to stay awake so I bet you turn on the radio and the song goes

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby, baby

Y/N's hair was pulled back in a sloppy ponytail, little baby hairs were flying around her face as the wind blew through her car. She was on a open road with no traffic, not paying attention to the speedometer as she drove. She and her boyfriend of two years, Theo had gotten into a fight. They don't normally fight, but when they did it was bad. By the end they both had raw throats and tears rolling down their face. Y/N always left before they could argue again. She wasn't leaving Theo, and he knew that, she was giving them time to calm down.

When she goes on drives she doesn't think about Theo, the argument or their relationship. She thought about her family, the beach, anything but him; but today that wasn't working. They had gotten into it because Theo about got himself killed protecting Scott. Y/N loved Scott like he was her brother, but after what he put Theo through the guy would still risk his life for the alpha and it made her mad.

Y/N gets pulled out of her trance by a approaching curve, once she gets back on straight road she turns the radio up and tries to keep herself aware of her surroundings.

The highway won't hold you tonight

The highway don't know you're alive

The highway don't care if you're all alone, but I do, I do.

The highway won't dry your tears

The highway don't need you here

The highway don't care if you're coming home, but I do, I do.

Theo had sat and cradled his head in his hands. He hated fighting with Y/N, because he loves her. Sure he had little flings before but Y/N is different. She's the one. He never treated any other person the way he treats Y/N. At night when they get ready for bed he always waits until she's in his arms to even think about closing his eyes. He cares about her more than anything in the world. He needs her.

Theo had gotten a feeling in his gut. It was telling him that something was wrong, and he needed to go after Y/N. So, he did.

I bet you got a dead cell phone in your shotgun seat

Yeah, I bet you're bending God's ear talking 'bout me.

You're trying not to let the first tear fall out

Trying not to think about turning around

You're trying not to get lost in the sound but that song is always on, so you sing along

Y/N's phone had died, so she unplugged it from the aux cord and tossed it in the passenger seat. Deep in the woods of Beacon County Y/N didn't get any cell service, or any channels on the radio. She needed sound, so she started talking. About Theo, The Pack, and everything that was going on in Beacon Hills. Every so often she would wipe under her eye, she didn't want to cry. What she wanted was to go home and see her boyfriend.

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby

I can't live without you I can't live without you baby, oh baby

Y/N couldn't see the truck coming from the side road until it was too late. The truck had  T-Boned her and sent her car rolling. She landed in the ditch upside down, unconscious and bloody.

The highway won't hold you tonight

The highway don't know you're alive

The highway don't care if you're all alone, but I do, I do.

The highway won't dry your tears

The highway don't need you here

The highway don't care if you're coming home, but I do, I do.

Theo knew where Y/N went each time they had a fight. It was a cabin at a lake that her family owns. Theo had been there with her multiple times. It didn't take him long to get close. After the curve you drive straight another ten miles.

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby

I can't live without you I can't live without you, baby, oh baby

His windows were rolled down so when he caught the scent of blood he slowed the truck down and started searching for the source.

Once it got really strong Theo saw the tire marks and pieces of car scattered across the road. He parked and got out. He followed the marks to the ditch and what he saw would scar him for life.

"Y/N!" Theo yelled as he rushed to the drivers side window.

Y/N had gained consciousness and heard Theo's voice.

"Th-Theo!" Her voice strained as she tried to catch his attention.

"Y/N, baby, are you ok?!" Theo got down to where he could see her and he wished he hadn't.

Y/N had blood, profusely dripping off her head and from around her legs.

"It hurts," she swallowed before she started again. "Everything hurts."

Theo was speechless. He didn't know what to say.

Hell, how would anyone know what to say?

"I'm going to call for help ok? Just keep talking!"

"I cant."

The highway don't care

The highway don't care

The highway don't care, but I do, I do.