It was not a usual Wednesday in "The max" hospital of Ontario. The Tensed and Unusual atmosphere was predictable from the faces of the Hospital staff.
Mrs. WADE, a nurse in her late 40's was working with a heavy heart. She was trying to ignore her thoughts and focus on her work but her mind and heart were not with her today.
Mrs. Wade, lost her only child 8 years back in an accident and was able to coup up with the situation only because of Patient on "bed number 37". And today they were going to snatch her as well. Her eyes welled up mere with the thought of it. It's not that she hadn't tried her best to persuade the hospital senior's, she even thought of adopting the poor patient but the expenses of the hospital were very high and with her merge income it was an impossible task to pay them.
After all, she was just a poor nurse, although she was working at one of the best and most expensive hospital of Ontario, but her salary was not sufficient to pay the bills.
It was not just Mrs. Wade but other members of the hospital were also feeling bad because "Patient on Bed number 37 " have been a part of the hospital from past 7 years. She was a child...merely 12 or 13 years old when she was bought to the hospital. She had suffered from head injury and was rescued by a group of locals from the forest ,not far from the hospital.
Dr. ANDREWS, who was one of the best not only in The MAX but in entire state operated on her and was able to remove clots from her brain. Her life was saved but she slipped into coma after it. Doctors have been trying their best from 7 years but there was no sign of improvement...no sign of her waking up from her vegetative state.
Nobody knew her name and that's why everyone used to call her "Patient on bed number 37".
The hospital management tried to find her family, they gave advertisement everywhere but nobody came to claim her.
Finally the hospital management gave up and majority of board members voted in favour of the idea to give her Euthanasia ( a mercy death for the patient in their vegetative state), to free her soul from her current state of agony and pain.
It was an Autumn evening and Mrs. WADE nervously looked at her watch....it was half past 4. They were going to give her Euthanasia at 5p.m., which means only half an hour was left.
She left her work and rushed to the Patient on bed number 37.
She entered her ward and saw the girl with tears in her eyes. Poor girl..she was not even aware what they were going to do with her. Mrs. WADE sat beside her and kissed on her forehead. She took her hand in her own and looked at the girl, who now resembled to a living corpse. Her skin was pale and there were dark circles beneath her closed eyes. She never opened them, since the day she was bought to the hospital.
Mrs. WADE was sitting and staring at her, after a while she struggled to speak but couldn't say anything. As if her words were stuck in her mouth. She closed her eyes and prayed to God "Dear god, if i did any good deed in my life..ever... please show mercy on her!". Tears rolled down her cheeks bringing back the memories of the time when she lost her child 8 years back.
Mrs. WADE wiped her tears... went near her ear and whispered "sleep well my child!" and kissed on her forehead.
After it she stood up and ran out of the ward towards staff washroom....on her way she saw the team of doctors approaching the ward and she realised it was time, which made her heart tremble and she ran wailing badly...loud enough for everyone around her to hear and realise what was happening!
Team lead by Dr. ANDREWS at The Max was ready to give Euthanasia to "Patient on bed number 37" ...as they had order's from the management.
Mr. ANDREWS never thought the patient he tried to save 7 years back, would be the one he would be giving death by his own hands. He tried to motivate himself by concluding that this was best for her. She would be free from her sufferings without pain.
As the team of doctors barged in, they saw a lot of nurses there, who had come to say their final goodbyes to her. The Team of doctors were moved by this but they made them understand that it was for her own good. After that they made everyone leave the room, but Mrs. WADE entered the room and requested she wanted to be there with her.
Dr. ANDREWS was aware about her motherly feelings for the patient and allowed her to be there.
He signalled one of the doctors from the team and he came forward to hand over an injection filled with a certain medicine to him. Dr. Andrews sat down beside "Patient on bed number 37" and was ready to inject her with the injection when Mrs. WADE noticed her fingers moving. She rubbed her eyes in astonishment and screamed "she is moving her fingers"
All the doctor looked at her with surprise....but it soon turned to pity and sympathy!
After all Mrs. WADE has looked after that patient like her own child, from cleaning her pee to changing her clothes, feeding her...she did everything for her from past 7 years, so it was normal for her to hallucinate things!
They ignored her and he again bend to inject the injection, just as the injection pierced her skin, They heard a soft cry in pain! .....Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!
Dr. ANDREWS was not prepared for it and the injection fell from his hand on the ground. With Anger flaring his eyes he looked to check the source of the voice and saw an unbelievable scene!!!!
The patient they were going to kill just now... has opened her eyes and was shouting in fear!!!
With pale skin and eyes surrounded by dark circles, She was resembling a ghost!!!
In her weak and trembling voice, she asked" Who are you????...where am I???.....what are you doing to me?"
They were astonished beyond imagination.
Patient Number 37 was awake From her Vegetative state after 7 years!!!.... on the day when she was being given EUTHANASIA!!!!
Stephen was clearly harbouring ill intentions towards Fuoco and now, he was showing it without fear. She was his hostage, now. There was no need for him to pretend to be a decent guy in front of Fuoco to impress her. As his truth was already out in front of her, he knew he had nothing to loose. He had been dreaming of having her since the day he saw her for the first time but he had to keep his feelings hidden because of Zieve and Nick. He was on cloud nine after kidnapping them and sending them there because he was dreaming of persuing Fuoco without any disturbance from the two of them. That's why, he was very happy when she approached him in the morning and he didn't suspect any of her moves. Little did he knew that Fuoco was much more than he expected. She acted as if she was just a showpiece and didn't possessed real knowledge. She hid her fighting skills so well and made him believe that she was no threat to him that's why he was angry and taken aback, when he saw her fighting wi
Fuoco's eyes become red with anger and she was looking at Stephen as if she would swallow him. She was not going to tolerate his insolence. She was waiting for one wrong move by him and that would be enough to take things under her control. Until then, she had to bear everything and keep her anger under control. Her face had also turned red because of anger and Stephen chuckled looking at how angry she was. He moved a bit closer and begin to move his gun that he had pointed at her head to her face. The Muzzle of his gun was sending chills through her body from where it was touching her soft skin. He moved it from her forehead to her cheeks and then.... touched her lips with it. Her plum red lips were looking very inviting to him and he was looking at them like a hungry wolf. Lust was clearly visible in his eyes and he could be seen trying his best to control himself. He teased her lips with the muzzle of his gun and Fuoco clenched her fingers so hard that her nails begin to dig into h
Fuoco was ignoring Stephen's eyes but she could feel his eyes traveling her body, which was making her blood boil. She controlled her anger but Stephen was not going to stop there. He begin to come closer and Fuoco begin to step backward. But, after two steps she could not move further as there was a wall behind her. She stood at her place and begin to wait for Stephen's next move. Stephen stopped just a few inches away from her. She could even feel his breath on herself. She clenched her hands into fists in anger but Stephen was still pointing the gun on her head, so, she couldn't act rashly. Soon, Stephen raised his hand and begin to move it towards her face. Fuoco turned red with anger."What are you doing?" she growled as Stephen reached out to tuck a loose hair behind her ear. She was taken aback. She was wondering what was going on in his evil head. Inside that room which was next to where Fuoco and Stephen were standing, Zieve's patience was giving off. He was thinking of break
Stephen ignored her demeanour and the look she was giving him while crushing those gadgets. Fuoco's eyes were clearly filled with the intent to kill. Once, she was done Stephen told her to go back to her place and stand with her hands up behind her head. Fuoco did as was told and went back to her place. She begin to wait for his next instruction but it never came. Instead, he kept standing in front of her with a gun in his hand pointed towards her. Stephen smirked when he saw Fuoco obeying his instructions obediently. He was staring at her and his eyes kept traveling from her head to her body till her toe. Lust was clearly visible in his eyes and he looked divided as if he was not being able to decide what he should do. Fuoco could feel goosebumps as Stephen's eyes travelled and scanned every inch of her body. She could feel him scanning her but she didn't looked back at him. She ignored him as if his presence was nothing to her. She was just thinking about how to snatch the gun from
Stephen and Fuoco were standing facing each other. Fuoco could now see his face clearly and confirm that he was Stephen. He stood in front of her with a gun at her forehead at a distance of point zero. She stopped in her tracks and stood at her place motionless. Stephen smirked wickedly at her reaction and begin to come closer. He stopped when his gun touched her forehead. Fuoco could feel the cold metal and an electricity ran through her body. Her sixth sense told her that this man was not going to be an easy one to tackle. She had no fear of her own life but it was just not her but her friends were there too whose lives she couldn't put at risk, so, she decided to play along. Stephen commanded her to raise her hands in the air. Fuoco did as was told and showed him her hands to confirm him that there wasn't any weapon with her that she was hiding. Stephen asked her to take off her jacket and put it aside. Fuoco was taken aback by this command but she didn't had any option other than
"You hid yourself so well... didn't you?" said that man in a familiar voice. Fuoco stopped struggling for a moment and tried to look back at that man but he tightened his hold on her neck to stop her from turning back to look at him. Fuoco begin to struggle as soon as his grip on her neck tightened because she was feeling difficulty in breathing. She was even trying to speak something but was not being able to because of the choking. Fuoco was very much capable of freeing herself but she wanted to play along as it was not her life alone but her friends lives too were at stake. Although, that man loosened his grip a little as soon as he saw her struggle for breathing. Fuoco begin to cough vigorously as soon as the grip around her neck was loosened. After a while, when her breathing returned to normal she spoke," What do you think i hid about myself, Mr. Stephen?" After listening to Fuoco's words, a wicked smile appeared on Stephen's face. Fuoco had recognised him by his voice, despite