Sister, Sister¹

Through the Blaze

Ivy tries to lift the machine that fell on Erin off of her. Erin coughs, "Stephanie? Help!"

Edwards calls out, "Erin? Ivy?"

"Stephanie! We're over her. Can you walk?" Ivy asks.

"Don't do that! I thought you were dead!" Erin cries.

"I told you she wasn't. Edwards, can you get over here?"

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Ivy reassures Erin, "Just hang on. Stephanie is going to find a way over to us. Stephanie, is he gone?"

Stephanie nods, "Uh, yeah, yeah. He's very, very gone. Keep your face low or tucked into Ivys shirt, okay? Stay as far away from the fire as you can."

"She can't! The x-ray machine fell and impaled her leg. I can't get it out by myself. Get over here, safely," Ivy tells her.

Edwards manages to make it over to the duo and helps Ivy lift the machine to see what's going on.

Erin cries, "Ow, ow! Move it off, please!"

Ivy shakes her head, "We can't, honey, it's keeping all the blood in your leg. I know it probably hurts but we have to wait until Stephanie and I can find a way to fix your leg. Edwatds, is there anything to tie the leg off and some gauze?"

"Yeah, yeah," Edwards ties a rope around the leg as explosions happen around them.

"I want my mom," Erin says.

"You know, when I was a kid, I was in the hospital a-a lot. And they would have to-" Edwards distracts.

"Ow! Ow!"

Ivy smoothes Erin's hair down, "Its okay. She's helping."

Edwards continues, "They would do a bunch of stuff that hurt me, too. And I hated it. I hated it. So, do you know what I would do?"

Erin asks, "What?" As Ivy and Stephanie lift the machine off.

"I would clench my fists, real tight-tight as I could. Sometimes my, uh, nails would dig into my hands, and I would even break the skin sometimes, but it helped. The more I thought about my hands, the less I thought about anything else. And sometimes I would just scream my head off. And it would drive my doctors crazy, but...it made me feel better," Stephanie shares.

Ivy grabs her instruments, "Okay, Erin, what I'm about to do is going to hurt. I need you to do what ever you need to to get through the pain. Scream, clench your fists, whatever. Stephanie and I are sorry, but this is going to hurt."

As Ivys scissors dig into Erins leg, she starts screaming, "Okay, Erin, I'm going to loosen this to see if there's less bleeding, okay? Look, less blood. Good girl. Now, while both Stephanie and I are holding this up, it is heavy. Skooch out. Don't bend the leg."

They drop it as Erin got out. They each grabbed an arm and basically lifted her off the ground, "Don't put any weight on it. Weight on us. Good girl. Good girl. Good girl."

Once out of the closet, a flaming beam falls down, "How do we get around it?"

Edwards and Ivy share a look, "We- well, we can't. We can't. Hold on."