Invisible Forces
Okay, this is my first time writing for Ravi Panikkar from 911, I hope you will all like this. Please let me know what you think.
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Summary: After suffering a mild seizure at work, (Y/n) tries to make her way home. But it doesn't go well when a car crash leaves her seriously injured. And her partner and brother have to come to her aid.
(Note: I'm very sorry to the anon who requested this that it took me so long to write this, and I can't find the request in my inbox. I hope you find this and like it)
Enjoy.
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Tilting his head back towards the ceiling, Ravi closed his eyes and let the illuminating lights shine down over his eyes. He let himself get adjusted to the bright lights in the station which always confused his mind when he was coming on a night shift.
He didn't often do night shifts. He didn't often work shifts with Buck either, but more recently their shift patterns had been lining up together. It always made things interesting to work with Buck who was practically a brother to Ravi.
He slung his bag higher on his shoulder and walked ahead into the station but he took a step back when, speak of the devil, Buck rounded the corner from behind the truck.
"Probie." He dipped his head in greeting and flashed his pearly whites as Ravi raised a brow.
"Evan." He retorted in the same tone and manner before he went to walk past him, knowing that Buck didn't like being called by his real name. On his way past, Ravi snatched the clipboard from under Buck's arm and carried on walking. "You shouldn't have one of those." He muttered over his shoulder and set the clipboard down on one of the benches nearby.
He made his way into the locker room and shoved his bag into his locker, making sure to take out his phone and slide it in his back pocket. He liked to have it on him in case of emergencies.
"Babe…"
He almost didn't see (Y/n) when he did a quick sweep of the room, scouting round to see where her voice came from.
A grin spread across Ravi's face for a mere second before he looked down at his girlfriend and took in the state of her.
She was sat on the floor in the corner of the room with her back pressed up against the glass wall. Her legs were stretched out in front of her, her head was tilted back against the wall and her hands were nervously rubbing up and down her knees.
"Hey, you okay?" Panic and concern flooded Ravi's voice as he quickly shut his locker and moved across the room.
He knelt down in front of her, leaning his left elbow on his knee while his right hand reached out to hold (Y/n)'s thigh. It wasn't normal to find (Y/n) here in the locker room, she barely came in here other than to get her things when it was the end of shift. And he knew her shift didn't finish for another two hours. Their shifts had lined up tonight for a mere two hours, whereas the rest of the week they would be on the same shift pattern together.
"I think an episode is g-gonna happen soon."
Reaching her left hand out, (Y/n) grabbed Ravi's wrist that was on her thigh with a sense of urgency. She knew he would be able to feel the way she was already starting to tremble and the foggy feeling that was coming over her mind would be making her pupils blow wide.
Epilepsy and being a firefighter didn't go together hand in hand. (Y/n) was extremely lucky that her epilepsy was well-controlled with her medication and that her team were understanding. She knew if she worked at a different fire house, she might not have such understanding colleagues. Or have a Captain who was always able to help her and swap shifts if needed.
If (Y/n) could sense a seizure coming on, she would hang back at the station if a call happened. She could take some time to herself if needed. Bobby would make sure if she felt one coming on when they were out on a call- which didn't happen often- that she was safe and well looked after.
Plus, having her partner working with her was a relief. As well as having her big brother around to help if needed. Buck was very protective.
"Okay, that's okay. We'll sit through it together." A smile formed on Ravi's lips as he shifted round so he was sat down on the cold marble floor with her.
He gently lifted her legs so he could stretch his legs out and press them into (Y/n)'s thighs like he was caging her in his embrace. His heels pressed into the back of her hips and he gently lowered her legs down so they were laid over his thighs like they were children playing some kind of game. His hands smoothed up and down her legs, which he noticed were tense and tightening up.
He could feel the muscles in the underside of her thighs, tensing and straining like they were being strtched to their limits, and it made her legs jitter and shake on top of his thighs. And with the heel of her boots resting on the floor beside Ravi's hips, it caused an incesant tapping to sound through the air as her heels hit the floor every time her legs shook.
Ravi dragged his fingertips up and down her thighs and he smiled softly when he felt (Y/n)'s hands move to grip his wrists.
"Have you been okay, up to now?" Ravi kept a mental count of all the times (Y/n) had seizures. They had to make sure she wasn't getting them more frequently in case she had to talk to the doctor and change her medication. The last two she had were absent seizures which were easier for (Y/n) than tonic clonic seizures.
"Felt it looming all afternoon." (Y/n) grumbled before she closed her eyes and tilted her chin down into her chest.
All afternoon she had felt something pulling at the back of her head, like an oncoming headache or a storm about to roll in on the waves. But it hadn't happened. She had gone on all the calls today but now, just after a shower, she felt her body beginning to seize up.
The locker room had been the closest place when (Y/n) knew her legs were going to give way and her head was fogging over. She almost crawled in here and slumped down to the floor just before Ravi walked in. And she was more than relieved that her partner was the one who walked in rather than anyone else.
(Y/n) couldn't lift her head from her chest, it felt too heavy like her head was full of bricks. Her eyes closed to ward off the sickness that washed over her and to block out the bright lights that only made her headache worse.
Her fingertips started to turn numb and stiff as if they were hardening like cement and she realised she was starting to dig her nails into Ravi's wrists. She couldn't move her hand to release him or prevent from causing him any pain. But he didn't say anything.
She could practically feel his stare burning into her skin as he watched her intently, checking all the symptoms she was having and for any signs of pain or discomfort. There wasn't much that Ravi could do for her right now, but he was damned if he wouldn't try and help somehow.
He knew she had started to seize already because she wasn't moving her head, and he knew keeping her head angled down like that was surely going to hurt her neck.
But the sudden stuttering breaths and the little whimpers (Y/n) let out broke Ravi's heart.
"Oww… ow- hurts!" (Y/n) could barely get the words out with how her teeth were scraping together and how her jaw was tensing and starting to lock in place and it made another whimper vibrate against the back of her throat.
His hands moved to hold her thighs and he applied a little pressure, pushing her legs down on top of his. Her legs started to thrash on his lap like she was being electrocuted and Ravi knew instantly that it was her legs that were causing the pain. Seizures like this felt like she had nails circulating through her blood or as if she was being stabbed. Her body was being fried and her legs were bashing up and down on Ravi's lap.
She wanted to pull her legs off of him before she hurt him, but Ravi continued to glide his hands up and down her thighs. Although he stopped and settled for squeezing her thighs when he realised (Y/n)'s arms were tensing up and she couldn't let go of his wrists.
"It won't last long, sweetheart."
They both knew Ravi was wishing rather than making a conclusive statement, but his words were based on belief. He hoped it wouldn't last long, this kind didn't usually go for longer than two minutes which was brief considering some of the worse seizures he had witnessed her having. And at least (Y/n) was still conscious during this one.
He tried to roam his hands in circles on her upper thighs, trying not to move his arms too much since (Y/n) was still clinging to his wrists and her arms had locked up. He didn't want to cause her any pain, he only wanted to comfort her.
He could feel (Y/n)'s ankles beginning to bash into his hips and her boots were clashing against his hips, but he remained smiling and tried to tense up and stay still. They were sitting like this to make it easier for (Y/n) and to try and comfort her, Ravi wasn't worried about a few little bruises or aches he might receive from sitting like this.
"It's okay," He murmured while he stretched his palms out and pressed them down into (Y/n)'s thighs a bit more, applying more pressure to keep her legs stable on his thighs.
Ravi strained for a moment or two, trying to work out what (Y/n) was trying to mutter to him before he realised she was saying 'dizzy'. And as if on cue, her head lowered down more until her shoulders and upper body were tilting forward towards him.
He couldn't be sure whether she was leaning forwards on purpose or if she was losing her sense of balance and control due to the seizure. Either way, it didn't matter.
A soft "Come here," left his lips as he shuffled closer until her thighs were near his hips and they were close enough for their chests to be touching.
He let her head drop down onto his shoulder and he tensed his chest so he was holding her up, almost as if they were hugging. His right hand let go of (Y/n)'s thigh and he carefully wriggled his wrist out of her grip so he could start gliding his hand up and down her back.
It was comforting to Ravi to perch his chin on (Y/n)'s shoulder while he took slow breaths to get her to do to same. And he tried to glance down at the watch strapped to his wrist so he could guess how long she had been like this. Nearly two minutes, not too bad considering he could feel her legs slowing down to light jerks and shudders on his thigh.
"There we go… you feeling alright?"
Ravi's voice was delicate and he turned his head to the left just a little so he could press a kiss to (Y/n)'s rather flushed skin.
He could feel her temple shaking against his shoulder which felt oddly like she was nodding into his skin but her grip on his left hand was finally loosening and relaxing. He knew he would have a few indents and nail marks on his wrists, but he didn't care. As long as (Y/n) was alright.
(Y/n) couldn't quite manage an answer, but she made a strange humming noise into Ravi's chest. It was hard to get her eyes to open, but she felt like she was slowly beginning to melt, to thaw out and loosen and become herself again.
"Hey, I've been looking for… you both look like you're meditating." Chimney's hands moved to grasp his hips as he stood in the doorway to the locker room with a look of confusion on his face.
He had heard Buck say that Ravi had arrived for the night shift, but he hadn't seen him yet. And here the pair of them were, sat hugging on the floor like this was some kind of strange meditation or yoga session. And Chimney knew that neither of those things were the couple's idea of fun.
"Can you get Bobby, she's just had a seizure."
Chimney's face fell completely and he waved his hand out, calling for Bobby before he stepped forward and crouched down beside the couple.
They were both sure that (Y/n) tried to utter "I'm fine," but it came out strained and her voice was hoarse. No indicator that she was indeed okay after the seizure she'd just had.
"Sure you are."
(Y/n) wanted to huff and roll her eyes at Chimney's sarcasm, but she couldn't find the willpower. It was hard enough to move her right hand and flop it down on Ravi's shoulder. She flexed her fingers and scrunched them in his shirt while she pushed all of her energy into lifting her head from his shoulder so she could try and sit up.
He knew what she was doing because he kissed her cheek before he leaned forwards and started to tilt her back. He helped her sit up and carefully pulled away until (Y/n) was sitting up on her own again.
Her legs were still strewn across Ravi's thighs and her hand remained on his shoulder, but she managed to tilt her head to the right to look at Chimney.
"Can I?" It wasn't very clear what he was trying to do, but (Y/n) gathered he wanted to assess her to make sure that she was coherent and not about to suffer another seizure.
She hummed, about to close her eyes until he carefully pulled her eyelid back and swiped his pen light across her pupils to check for dilation. He checked her pulse and tried to check for reflexes, all of which were steadily coming back under (Y/n)'s control again.
"You seem okay, how'd you feel?"
"Oddly better." Her voice was scratchy but she managed a smile as she tilted her head back until she was leaning against the wall.
It was normal for her to feel relieved and more relaxed after a seizure, and she had been waiting for this one to happen. As long as another one wasn't on the horizon, (Y/n) knew she would be fine.
"Um, what are we all doing in here?" Bobby's hand gripped the door frame and his free hand moved to his hip. One leg crossed over the other and he looked down at his team with raised brows, waiting patiently to be told why they looked like they were in a little prayer circle and why he had been called over.
"(Y/n)'s had a seizure, but looks like it's all over now."
"Then I think that's the end of your shift. Do you need anything?" Bobby knew better than to ask if (Y/n) needed to go to hospital. If she had been checked over by Chimney and both he and Ravi were calm and (Y/n) was responsive, the hospital wasn't necessary. This was something (Y/n) had to live with and clearly this seizure hadn't been a bad or overpowering one.
"No, I- I can stay-"
"No you can't." It was Ravi who disagreed this time and the look on his face was a damning one.
His brows furrowed down and his lips scrunched up as he angled his head to one side like he and (Y/n) were having a silent debate without words. He wouldn't advise her staying and he certainly didn't want her to try and go out on any calls. She had two hours left of her shift, she could head home now rather than wait here trying to recover.
It wouldn't do any good for (Y/n) to stay after she had just had a seizure, it might not have been a full scale one but one was enough to disorientate her. Staying might put her at risk.
(Y/n) couldn't keep Ravi's gaze and when she tried to look up at Bobby, he had that stern expression that told her bargaining with him wasn't going to be an option. If she had half a shift or longer, he might let her wait around and see how she felt, but two hours wasn't worth it. She should go home and rest.
"You're going home."
Reaching up, Ravi gently took her hands and lowered them down to rest on her thighs instead. His thumbs started to glide over the back of her hands but curiosity got the better of him when he watched a grin spread across (Y/n)'s lips. Her eyes closed for a moment and a chuckle escaped her lips until he squeezed and tugged on her hands.
"What's so funny?"
"I can go home?" (Y/n) looked between him and Bobby for confirmation and when Bobby nodded with a look of confusion, (Y/n) chuckled again. "You know I drove here, right?"
They weren't willing to let her stay on shift for another few hours, but they were eager for her to go home. Clearly they forgot that (Y/n) drove. Driving right after a seizure wasn't something she did very often. She was lucky she was still allowed to drive, because her seizures were usually short and infrequent she got away with keeping her licence as long as she took regular supervisions and got checked every year.
"Yeah, I don't think that's happening." Chimney shook his head and patted (Y/n)'s thigh before he pushed up to his feet. None of them would let her leave if she was going to go and drive herself home.
"Wait here for an hour and if you're alright, you get checked out again before you drive home. Or we find someone to give you a lift."
Bobby's words sounded reasonable. Giving (Y/n) an hour for her body to settle and adjust would be enough time to tell whether she felt like another seizure was oncoming or if she would be okay to head home. She would be back to her usual self after an hour anyway, hopefully.
And (Y/n) didn't want to put anybody out and get a ride home. Not when the only people on her shift lived out of her range and she wouldn't be a burden getting them to go out of their way to take her home. And it wasn't exactly ideal if Buck or Ravi left shift for a while to take her home and then come back again.
When (Y/n) nodded, Bobby muttered a small "Okay," and left them to it. He knew Ravi would look after (Y/n) and make sure she was alright until the bell went and they had to go on a call. And even then, someone would be around the station to be with her and check she was alright.
"Wanna try getting up?"
With a nod, (Y/n) slowly looped her arms around the back of Ravi's neck and heaved her numb legs off his thighs. It was comforting to feel his hands gripping her hips and she was grateful that Ravi took her weight and helped lift her up until she was back on her feet.
She didn't feel as wobbly or shaky as she thought she would which was a relief, but she kept her arms locked around Ravi and tilted her chest against his. Just for safety precautions.
"Will you be alright if you go home?"
(Y/n) shook her head with a smile. "I'll go to Maddie's, she isn't at work." She knew her big sister would never grumble at a surprise visit and she would let (Y/n) stay over. Especially if she said she didn't fancy being home alone after some minimal seizure activity.
Tilting her head up, (Y/n) nudged her nose against Ravi's, watching that sweet smile spread across his lips which she then claimed for herself and captured him in a kiss. A small "Thank you," muttered from her lips into his mouth which made his lips morph into an even wider smile, depsite their kiss.
He made moments like these bearable and stopped her from panicking when seizures and bad things like this happened.
What would she do without him?
***
Driving at night was something (Y/n) was used to. It wasn't something she particularly enjoyed, unless she was driving alongside the beach or the sea and could hear the shallow waves lapping at the sand. And the sight of the moonlight and illuminations streaking and shining down on the sea was calming. But she couldn't always look at the sea or her surroundings when she was driving and had to concentrate.
Driving home from the fire station like this was a habit, it was a drive that (Y/n) could do automatically like she was running on autopilot.
Her elbow rested on the door near the base of the window and her hand tangled in her hair as she kept her eyes on the road that was mostly quiet save the odd car in front and a few behind. She could see the headlights blinking in her rear view mirror.
(Y/n)'s head started to nod along with the CD playing and it brought a smile to her lips. It was a Queen CD, Ravi put it in there the other day when they went out. She could still see his head bopping along to the music and see him hitting the dashboard out the corner of her eye pretending to play the drums. He was a crazy soul when he wanted to be, and she loved him for it.
She hoped Maddie wouldn't mind her coming by, her sister was always happy to see her and have a movie night together, and Jee would be safely tucked away in bed by now. It would just be the two sisters together when (Y/n) got there.
It was why (Y/n) was trying to focus or else if she let her mind wander she would take the wrong exit and head back to her and Ravi's place, not her sisters.
A blazing car horn caused (Y/n)'s hand to drop from her hair and latch back around the wheel with a sense of uncertainty. Her frame went rigid and she looked between her mirrors, trying to figure out who was hitting the horn and if they were aiming it at her or not.
It was the car behind, and at first (Y/n) couldn't see why he was so disgruntled. She thought for a few seconds that he was hitting the horn repeatedly at her and it made her shrink back in her seat and look around. She was going the speed limit, she wasn't swerving out the lane or blocking an exit and she had all her lights on.
Then she saw it.
A speeding car, swerving onto the wrong side of the road to try and overtake the car behind (Y/n). The car was weaving close to the car behind and almost hit it twice like they were dodgems on a track.
Watching the scene from her mirrors made (Y/n) cower in her seat and the loud music faded into nothing but background static as she tried to figure out what she was meant to do in this situation. She could speed up a little, give the car room to swerve into the lane and get behind her. Or she could wait and slow down to let him overtake her.
She would rather have that car behind her so if it crashed, it wouldn't cause her to hit the brakes hard or risk a collision. But she had a funny feeling that the car was going to overtake her as it was exceeding the speed limit which (Y/n) was doing spot on.
She tried to take her foot off the gas and slow herself down but shockwaves started to run through her skin when another horn blared through the air and overpowered the music in her car.
An oncoming car on the other side of the road.
While the presumably drunk driver was still on the wrong side of the road, now attempting to overtake (Y/n).
There was nothing that (Y/n) could do with the split second timing that she had. Her foot hovered and tried to press down on the break, she needed to give him room to swerve, but he seemed to accelerate and his timing was impaired just like his senses. He didn't swerve in time.
Once the oncoming car hit him head on, he rebounded into (Y/n), creating a real life version of dodgems that sent (Y/n)'s wheels spinning and had her doing a full spin in the centre of the road.
It felt like her car hit five others in the space of a second. She kept rebounding and whacking and bouncing like a pinball.
Horrific screams left her lips, her fingers clenched around the steering wheel and her shoulders braced back in the chair to try and mould herself in place and lessen the blows. But she couldn't stop from moving. The seatbelt constricted but it didn't stop her from being jostled left to right. It didn't stop her knees from bashing into the door and the gear console. It didn't prevent the bonnet from being crumpled and crushing down on her ankles.
And nothing prevented (Y/n)'s head from colliding so harshly with the window on her right that the glass fractured and the blow knocked out each of her senses.
The car finally came to a stop in the centre of the road, but (Y/n) didn't. While the car remained motionless for the first time in minutes, (Y/n)'s body started to writhe and shake and her head rebounded between the window and the headrest.
She was seizing.
***
Ravi fiddled with the thick padded gloves until they were comfortably settled over his fingers and pulled right down to his wrists. He had seen the mess as they pulled up as close to the collision as they could get. He knew the car engines would be overheating and there would be chunks of metal and broken glass around. The last thing he needed was a cut or a burn.
He debated reaching for his helmet, but no engines were on fire and each of the four cars involved were all the right side up and fairly accessible. He wouldn't have to do any army crawls or dangerous manoeuvres to get to the casualties. His helmet wouldn't be necessary right now.
It was relieving to feel the cool night breeze wash over his frame that would otherwise be sweating in his overalls and padded jacket. At least without his helmet his head and hair were free from constraints and he wouldn't be sweating as much.
He couldn't abide by his hair going crinkly and his curls sticking to his temple and the feeling of sweat running down the back of his neck made Ravi feel awful.
He looked around as he climbed out of the truck, his eyes searching for Buck who he usually got paired up with when they were on the same shifts. It was fun. Ravi didn't have any siblings so (Y/n)'s big brother had become a brother to Ravi to, and they could have banter and jokes when they worked together, as well as being serious when they needed to be.
There looked to be quite a mess of cars here, four mangled cars split around the road in odd positions like a game of botcha. Ravi opened one of the compartments to the truck and grabbed the wrench, knowing Buck would aim for the jaws. They might have to cut a few people free tonight.
"Cap, where do we start? The jeep's empty, the guy got himself out and called 911." Eddie waved his hand to the jeep that was wrecked on the hard shoulder.
The driver had gotten himself out with minimal injuries, he had been the one to make the call. That meant one less car to evacuate and one less casualty to transport and give their time to.
"Hen, Chim, Eddie spread out we need a medic at each car."
They all looked to the cars like they were silently debating which one they wanted to take, but one car caught Chimney's attention and made his blood run cold. He turned, hurriedly scanning his eyes around his team to find that Buck was thankfully oblivious, trying to find something in the truck.
But Ravi saw.
Ravi's shoulders slumped and his fingers began to twitch and clench around the metal wrench he was holding when his eyes locked on one car in particular. The car he was in almost every other day. The car he had seen only an hour ago when (Y/n) left the station.
A gaunt look took over Ravi's face as his jaw wrangled loose and his plump lips parted. Sorrow fuelled his eyes and made his blood heat up like molten lava running through his veins.
"(Y/n)!" Her name tore from his lips in a horrid screech and his boots were hitting the tarmac before he thought about what he was doing.
He could barely breathe. His body was shuddering and his lungs felt like they were shrivelling up like prunes in his chest.
That was (Y/n)'s car. She was supposed to be at Maddie's house. She was supposed to be there already, not here in the middle of a crash. She wasn't supposed to be hurt. Ravi wasn't meant to find her like this and have his girlfriend in the middle of a collision with untold injuries.
She was meant to be safe.
Her name tore from his lips again but it faded into a scream when arms bound around his chest. Hands clutched at him, arms pinned against his frame and a chest pressed into his back as the person tried to twist him to the side. They were trying to stop him from finding (Y/n). She needed him. He was supposed to help her, they couldn't prevent him from helping his girlfriend.
"Ravi-"
"No! No let me go!" His elbows bashed into Chimney's chest and abdomen until the older man finally unleashed him and let him go. He needed to get to her.
The screams tearing past Ravi's lips alerted Buck who went as pale as a sheet of paper and his fingers started to turn numb as they tightened around the pair of jaws in his hand. He was no longer intent on getting the driver and passenger out of the cherry red mini to his left. As soon as he realised his little sister's car was dead ahead, that was where Buck was aiming for.
The wrench in Ravi's hand felt like a bar of gold weighing him down and he was so tempted to smash it into the window and break the glass to release his frustrations and his girlfriend.
But he restrained himself, his chest quaked with each deep breath he forced himself to take and he wrangled the wrench in between the door and the car frame. It didn't take much to bust open the dented door but a whimper tore past his lips when he looked inside.
The window was broken, tiny pieces of glass littered the floor and (Y/n)'s lap. Huge cracks and splinters were jagged through the window and streaks of blood were soaked into the cracks. (Y/n)'s head had rebounded off this window.
"Oh God." splutters tore past Ravi's lips as he crouched down so he could lean into the car.
The wrench dropped to the floor and his trembling, cold hands reached out until he was carefully cupping (Y/n)'s neck. He could feel a dull ache in his shoulders that were pushing into the roof of the car to stabilise himself and his knees pulsed when they imbedded in the side of the chair, but none of it mattered.
All that mattered was his girlfriend. She had a large gash to the side of her temple, broken skin, blood dried and still soaking down her face and into her hair.
"(Y/n)… baby…" He could see his words were falling on deaf ears and it made tears well up in his eyes and threaten to fall down his features.
Ravi shuddered when a horrible creaking echoed through the car and he saw Buck forcing open the passenger door so he could wriggle into the passenger seat and reach out for his sister. He was trembling too as he looked down at (Y/n), taking note of all the blood coating her frame and splattered around the car like a murder scene.
"Shit, oh shit (Y/n)!"
Ravi did his best not to burst into fits of tears and to steel his hands to stop them from trembling and shaking (Y/n)'s head from side to side. That wouldn't do her any good if she already had neck or spinal injuries.
His fingers pressed into her neck and he tried to close his eyes to count her pulse and see whether it was too fast or too slow. He didn't like how low and thready her pulse had become.
When he opened his eyes, he tried to look her up and down but Ravi became fixated on the flood trickling down from (Y/n)'s nose and the light coating on her lips. He could see that Buck was trying to reach out for (Y/n)'s arms and legs, trying to check and feel for any injuries.
A light frown set into Ravi's already distressed features and his left hand stayed cupping (Y/n)'s neck, keeping her head in place while he moved his right hand up towards his lips. He bit into the end of his glove and tore it from his hand, spitting it to the floor before he moved his trembling fingers to press against (Y/n)'s lips.
He was as careful as he could be when he parted her lips and tried to loosen her jaw to peer into her mouth.
He shuddered, feeling Buck's hand swat at his arm as a shaky "What?" was whispered towards him. He wanted to know what Ravi was doing, what he was looking for and trying to check by peering into (Y/n)'s mouth.
"S-she's aspirated… I think she's had a seizure."
Ravi could see blood in her mouth and the fact that it was coming from her nose- or had been dribbling from her nose at some point- indicated she had a nosebleed and had started to inhale and choke on the blood. That meant she could have blood in her lungs which accounted for the reason why she was wheezing through each shallow breath she took.
It looked like she had been seizing. If she seized she could well have choked, swallowed and aspirated on the blood. And it would account for the way she was very subtly jittering in her seat.
"We need to get her out. I need the gurney!"
The moment Eddie was at his side with the gurney and a medic bag, Ravi was reaching out for it. This was his case, his girlfriend, therefore he wasn't moving. He didn't care if he wasn't a medic, he was still trained and he knew what he was doing. (Y/n) would want Ravi to be the one to look after her.
He snatched the neck brace Eddie held out towards him and clipped it around her neck, despite knowing that (Y/n) wouldn't like it. But Ravi didn't oppose to Eddie crouching down near the footwell and prodding the end of a needle into (Y/n)'s leg to test for nerve response. If they suspected paralysis they would have to take a different approach. But her knees jerked and her feet twitched, she had responses and no apparent damage. Small mercies.
Ravi shone a light across her pupils like how Chimney had done earlier in the evening, but he couldn't gain any response or constriction. She was unresponsive. He checked her blood pressure but it was dropping lower by the second which could indicate an internal bleed somewhere that was taking her blood supply.
Turning to the side, Ravi reached out for an IV bag and he tossed it at Buck before he found a needle and some medical stickers.
It didn't take Ravi long to swab the crease of (Y/n)'s left elbow, insert the cannula and tape it in place. Which allowed for Buck to hook up the IV line and keep hold of the saline bag so it didn't get popped or squashed when they would move (Y/n).
"Okay baby, we're getting you out now." Ravi wrangled with the seatbelt to get it from cutting into (Y/n)'s frame and he switched from leaning in front of her to leaning behind her.
His hands slipped beneath her arms while Buck leaned over the console to keep her head in place, and Eddie helped to reach for her legs.
It took a minute for the three of them to ease (Y/n) out the car between them and Buck backed out the passenger seat while Ravi and Eddie got her onto the gurney.
"Ankle looks fractured or broken, abdomen is tender. She'll need scans and X-rays once we get to the hospital." Eddie tried to be careful with his choice of words, he didn't want to panic or upset either Ravi or Buck right now when they were both panicked.
But he could tell (Y/n)'s left ankle was definitely out of place and her abdomen and stomach were tender and slightly squishy which could indicate internal bleeding or a rupture. They would have to get immediate scans once she got to the hospital so they knew what action to take.
"She's still breathing shallow." Ravi hovered his palm over the top of (Y/n)'s chest but his teeth sank down into his lower lip as they began to move the gurney. He didn't like the sound of (Y/n)'s breathing or the fear in his gut that told him she might stop breathing at any given point.
"Get in, Hen's driving and we'll meet you there once another team gets here." Buck's voice shook and the look in his eyes was maddening. He wasn't happy about waiting behind, but he wasn't a medic like Eddie and he knew his best friend was going to take care of his sister. And he knew that Ravi got priority, he was the one who needed to travel with (Y/n) to the hospital right now.
"(Y/n), can you hear me?" Eddie hung the IV bag out the way while he leaned down towards (Y/n) and tried lifting her eyelid to check for any response.
For a moment, they both thought she might just be coming round. Her head moved. Her shoulders quaked and a muffled sound parted her bloodied lips.
It was enough to get Ravi's hopes up and made his heart soar up into his throat. His wide eyes looked from Eddie down to (Y/n) and he ripped his other glove off to try and card his fingers through her tangled hair matted with splotches of blood.
He reached his free hand down to take (Y/n)'s hand and he plonked himself down in the seat to stop his knees from shaking.
"Baby… baby are you with me? We're gonna look after you, it's okay."
He squeezed her hand, sitting on the edge of his seat while Eddie tried to get her ankle into a splint. But Ravi froze when another sound murmured past her lips, but it wasn't a flurry of words or names or whimpers.
It was a gurgling sound.
Blood and spit froffed past (Y/n)'s lips before a horrible round of trembling set in and had her jostling from left to right on the gurney. Her limbs went taut and started to bash into the gurney and her head began to shake and smash down like invisible forces were crushing and shaking her.
She was having another seizure.
Ravi jumped back up from his seat, almost bashing his head into the top of the ambulance before he leaned over (Y/n) and let go of her hand. He went back to cupping her jaw and tried to angle her head in his direction, despite the tremors and writhing of her head from left to right.
"Stop the seizure! Make it stop or she'll choke, s-she'll drown in blood." Desperation clawed at Ravi's voice as his pleading, watering eyes looked over at Eddie.
If they didn't stop the seizure she would continue to froff and bubble spit and it was going to make her choke on the blood already in her airways and mouth. And Ravi couldn't sit and watch her choke. He couldn't see (Y/n) drown.
He'd had more than his fair share of drowning victims. Ravi pulled people out the sea. He dragged a child from a sinking car. He made the wrong decision and dove back for the father instead of trying to find the second child. He let that child drown and saved the man who put them all in that water.
He wouldn't watch a loved one start to drown too. He had to do something. (Y/n) was barely breathing and she was starting to grog and cough and splutter blood and spit, they had to do something.
Eddie felt himself shuddering almost the same as (Y/n) at the utter desperation that clawed its way into Ravi's voice. He leant down and found the suction tube beneath the gurney, switching it on before he held it out.
"Suction the blood, clear the airways while I push diazepam." Eddie couldn't do both things at once, he couldn't suction and try and give medication to stop the seizing.
Ravi hated the sounds (Y/n) made when he worked the thin plastic tube past her lips and into her airways. He hated the sound of the blood being vacuumed through the tube or the sight of dark red, blushing pink and bubbling white liquids being removed from her lungs and threading through the plastic tube. But it had to be done, he had to get her breathing properly.
His eyes briefly tore from (Y/n)'s lips and trembling head to look across at Eddie who was injecting a large amount of diazepam into the IV line so it got straight into her bloodstream.
When the shaking subsided and Ravi guessed he'd gotten all the fluids from her lungs, he switched the suction for an oxygen mask.
"We should have taken her home." Ravi's voice was so quiet that Eddie almost missed them, but he felt his stomach tensing and twisting as he silently agreed.
If one of them dropped (Y/n) home or at Maddie's, she wouldn't have been caught up in this mess. She wouldn't have been involved in any collision or suffering any further seizures if they took her home. But what good did dwelling on that do when they couldn't change any of it?
"We've got her back, we'll take care of her that's all that matters now."
(Y/n) was back in their grasp, she was being cared for by them and they were getting her to the hospital to get looked after. The what ifs and the regrets meant nothing now, all that mattered was getting (Y/n) looked after and making sure that nothing else happened to her.
Ravi bent forward to comb his shaking fingers through her hair and he pressed a soft kiss to her temple when the shaking began to subside. "You're gonna be okay."
He had to believe his words, he wouldn't know what to do with himself if they turned out to be false.
