Moyra Tarling - A Diamond For Kate

Ever since Kate had heard the news several weeks ago that Marshall Diamond had been hired as the new chief of staff for Mercy Hospital, she’d wondered if she was the only one in town who wasn’t cheering his return or rolling out the red carpet.

“What have we here?” Dr. Tom Franklin, head of the Emergency Department, asked as he joined them.

“Car accident victim,” the attendant replied. “A teenage driver ran the red light at Cutter’s Junction and rammed into the driver’s side of this guy’s car. He’s got a head injury, possible fracture of the left arm and various cuts and bruises. Nurse here says the victim is one of yours, a Dr. Diamond.”

“My God! She’s right,” Dr. Franklin said in a shocked voice. “Okay, team. On the count of three let’s move him over.”

Kate and the other staff members in the room lifted Marsh from the stretcher to the hospital bed.

An array of emotions swept through Kate as her gaze once more came to rest on Marsh’s bloodied face. She focused her scattered thoughts and proceeded to clean the facial injuries, wiping away the blood seeping from a deep cut just below his hairline.

“That looks nasty,” Dr. Franklin commented. “And there’s a swelling above his right eye. He must have hit the steering wheel,” he added as he studied the wound. “That cut will definitely need stitching. Has he regained consciousness at all?”

“Yes, but only for a few seconds,” the attendant replied. “He was disoriented and mumbling something about his daughter. She was belted into the passenger seat and appeared to be all right. He took the brunt of the collision.”

“Thanks. We’ll take it from here,” Dr. Franklin said. “Kate, once you’re finished cleaning that wound, I’ll put in a few sutures to close it. When I’m done, Jackie can take him upstairs to X-ray his left wrist We’re probably looking at a possible concussion. Kate, alert X ray, and tell them to give this top priority. I want to see those films, stat.”

“Yes, doctor,” Kate replied.

While Dr. Franklin continued his examination, Kate finished up in the room and then went to the phone at the nurses’ desk.

“I’m taking Dr. Diamond up now,” said Jackie Gibson, another Emergency nurse, as she wheeled the gurney into the hallway. “I’ll be right back.”

“Fine,” Kate replied. “Oh, Jackie, one of the ambulance guys said the doctor’s daughter was in the car with him. Has she been brought in yet?”

“I think she just arrived.”

Kate spun around to see a policeman, carrying a child of about five years old, wearing red shorts and a yellow T-shirt, and hugging a teddy bear. She had shoulder-length hair the color of corn silk, and it was obvious from her blotchy face and tearstained cheeks she’d been crying.

“Is this the little girl from the accident?” Kate asked, glimpsing fear in the child’s eyes.

“Yes,” the policeman confirmed. “How’s her father doing?”

“He’s on his way up to X ray. Is she hurt?”

“I don’t think so. But you’d better check her over just to make sure.”

“Here, let me take her.” Kate lifted the child into her arms and crossed to one of the curtained beds.

“Lucky for her she was wearing her seat belt,” the policeman said, following beside them. “Uh...listen, nurse. While you take care of her, I’ll give my sergeant at the station a call.”

“Sure, go ahead,” Kate said as she gently lowered the girl onto the bed.

“Who have we here?” asked Dr. Davis, one of the E.R. residents.

“Can you tell us your name?” Kate asked.

“Sa...Sabrina Diamond,” came the ragged reply.

“Sabrina. That’s a lovely name,” Kate responded warmly. “I’m Kate.

Dr. Davis approached the bed and flashed the child a kindly smile.

“Sabrina and her father were in a car accident,” Kate went on. “She appears to be all right.”

“Let’s take a quick look shall we?” Dr. Davis said.

Kate stood by while the doctor examined the child.

“You’re a very lucky girl, Sabrina,” Dr. Davis finally said, but the child made no response, simply hugging her teddy bear tighter. He turned to Kate and lowered his voice. “Find out how her father is doing and then contact any family.”

After the doctor departed, Kate studied her patient more closely, noting that her eyes were the same startling blue as her father’s. She even had the same serious look about her, but there was also a deep sadness in Sabrina’s eyes that tugged at her heart. She knew the child’s mother had died in a boating accident several months ago. At the time Kate had felt an affinity with the five-year-old, having lost her own mother when she’d been the same age.

“I know it must have been scary for you being in an accident. But Dr. Davis says you’re just fine.” Reaching for a box of tissues beside the bed, she wiped a stray tear from the girl’s face.

While there was no visible evidence of any physical injury, Kate knew that being in the accident, seeing a loved one bleeding and unconscious beside her had to have been a highly traumatic experience for the child.

“Is my daddy dead?” The question was asked in a voice that quavered with emotion.

“No. But he was hurt in the accident.” She kept her tone even, then watched helplessly as Sabrina’s eyes filled with fresh tears.

“Can I see him?”

“He’s been taken upstairs for X rays.”

“What’s an X ray?”

“Your daddy might have broken his arm in the accident. An X ray is a machine that can take pictures of his bones to see if any are broken,” she explained, fighting the urge to reach out and pull the child into her arms.

“Does it hurt?”

Kate smiled. “No, X rays don’t hurt.”

“When can I see him?”

“I don’t know if...” Kate began, and immediately regretted her words, as the tears hovering on Sabrina’s lashes spilled over to cascade down her pale cheeks.

“Aw...sweetheart, don’t cry.” Kate grabbed more tissues from the box and wiped away the tears. “Your father’s being well looked after, I promise you.”

The child’s lower lip continued to tremble. “I want to see my daddy,” she stated emphatically before burying her face against her teddy bear.

Kate put her arm around Sabrina’s shoulder, easily understanding the child’s need to see her father. No doubt, with the loss of her mother still fresh in her mind, she simply wanted confirmation that her father was indeed alive.

“Hey! I know,” Kate said cheerily. “X rays don’t take very long. The nurse has probably brought him back downstairs by now. Let’s go and see, shall we?”

Sabrina sniffed and raised her head to look at Kate. “Okay,” she said.

Lifting the child from the bed, Kate lowered her to the floor. When Sabrina’s tiny hand slid into hers, Kate gave it a gentle squeeze. She led the way to the nurses’ desk where Jackie stood talking on the phone.

As they approached, Jackie replaced the receiver. “Hi Kate. Who have we here?” she asked with a friendly smile.

“This is Sabrina. She’s Dr. Diamond’s daughter. Dr. Davis just checked her over, and she’s fine. But she’s worried about her father. Is he back from X ray?”

“Yes. I brought him down myself five minutes ago.”

“Where is he? I thought he might like to see for himself that his daughter is all right.”

“Uh...” Jackie began and darted a quick glance at the child who stood quietly at Kate’s side. She leaned toward Kate. “He still hasn’t regained consciousness,” she whispered.

Kate felt Sabrina tug at her hand, and she bent to scoop the child into her arms.

“Can I see my daddy now?” Sabrina asked, anxiety threading her voice.