The pain in his side seared through Billy Dee. The recovery room began to spin.
“The morgue? You took Melissa to the goddamn morgue?” He felt himself stumble and reached out for the nurse’s desk to steady himself. McNulty and nurse Calen grabbed him before he fell.
“I’m all right. I’m not going to fall.” he said and wiped sweat off his face.
“You don’t look good,” Calen said.
He took a breath and rubbed his side. “Give me a minute.”
“Maybe you should have a doctor examine you?”
“I’m ok, really. I don’t want to go to the morgue before my time.”
“That’s not fair, Officer. This is a good hospital. We save lots of lives, but we’re human and mistakes are made.”
“I can use some water.”
Calen walked over to the water cooler and got him a plastic cup.
He gulped it. “Better,” and put the container down. “How do we find her?”
When he woke up he discovered himself lying on a gurney in the emergency room trying to focus on the three people around him. He recognized Callen and McNulty. The third person looked familiar, but he couldn’t place him.
“What happened?” he asked.
“You passed out,” Callen said. “You have a busted rib and should take it easy. The doctor gave you morphine for the pain. How are you feeling?”
He looked at the IV attached to his hand. “How long have I been here?”
“A couple of hours.”
“Hours? I’ve been… oh shit. What about Melissa?” He struggled to sit up.
“We found her,” McNulty answered.
“You did? Is she…is she alive?”
“Yeah, she is. They rushed her to County. Probably the best place to treat gunshot wounds.”
He leaned back on his pillow. “Great. Okay. I need to get out of here.” He saw Callen and McNulty look at each other. The third person took a step towards him. Billy Dee raised himself slightly and took a good look.
“Majuski? What the hell are you doing here?”