The Other Way{D'Ario}

[Maddie Adler]

Maddie tended to the other soldiers wounded. Most of them were lying on cots badly injured. Between missing limbs and shrap metal, Maddie didn't think any of them were going to survive. The tents were set up. Nurses were running around frantic. There was some blood on her uniform already and a smudge on her cheek. Her hair had almost come done from her ponytail and she hastily fixed it to no avail. Several shorter strands had come loose and hung down against her cheeks. She quickly tended to a man wailing in pain. His left leg was nearly shattered.

"Ok. Ich bin ihnen morphin eingesetzt. Es sollte Schmerz lindern Einige" she said to him softly, reaching into her bag and pulling out some of the Morphine. She gently gave it to him and once it kicked in, the man quieted down. Her nerves were frayed and Maddie was close to collapsing.

She ran to another soldier whose's arm was gone. They had tied a turnequet around his arm to try and stop the blood from flowing freely. He looked at her with such an expression, Maddie had to bite her tongue to keep from crying. The war was nasty and she hated seeing so many young men dying before their time...before they even had a chance to live and have a family of their own. Hell, some of them probably did already. Their wives were waiting at home, with children expecting them to come home. Maddie knew they wouldnt be seeing their family ...some of them anyway. Maddie hadn't been able to eat or drink anything for four hours.

She suddenly felt light headed and collapsed there on the ground, blackness creeping into her preferial vision.

Ok. Ich bin ihnen morphin eingesetzt. Es sollte Schmerz lindern Einige--Ok. I'm giving you some morphine. It should ease the pain some

[Christopher J. D'Dario]

With a high squeal of dirty breaks the truck came to a halt, three men burst from the back of the truck, rushing into the maze of tents and screaming men. They found stretchers and raced back to the truck, helping yet another screaming man into the chorus of painful cries. One of the men jumped back up into the truck, rummaging around in the back as if searching for something. He emerged holding his prize out like a trophy; it was a small scrap of paper with scribbled writing on it. But never the less the man held it like it was gold. He quickly followed the others and found the wounded man laying on a bench, his friends around him calling for a nurse or doctor, anyone who could help him.

Christopher rushed over to the man and gripped his hand, pressing the paper into his palm and closing his fingers around it.
“L'ho trovato, ho trovato la tua lettera sorelle, Tenere premuto di esso.” He looked around the medical camp. There where so many wounded men here, crying out in pain and screaming for help. Christopher knew there was no way he could drag a doctor or nurse away from who they where currently helping to look at some other wounded soul. But still he searched for someone who might be able to help, a medic maybe, even a trainee would be good. Just someone with enough medical knowlage to tell them just how bad the wound was and stop the pain.

He spotted a nurse who was standing a bit more still then all the others running around. He started to approach her and was about to call out when she collapsed. Christopher was too far away to catch her but he tried none the less. He stood over her prone form for a second wondering what to do, his friend needed help. Maybe if he helped this nurse she would help him once she was back on her feet. He knelt down and scooped her up, she was lighter then he expected and he almost threw her into the air. Carrying her to the nearest empty bunk he laid her down and checked her eyes to see if they where glazed over. He knew little about fixing people, he specialised in sending people to these kinds of places.

He found a bucket and filled it with water, taking it back to the nurse and setting it down by her. He didn’t have a cloth so he dunked half his arm in the bucket, soaking his sleeve and holding it over her face, hoping the cool liquid would bring her back to the light. He repeated this a few times, making sure some of the water got into her mouth. He guessed she was just dehydrated from all the rushing around, or maybe she just needed a rest. He tried talking to her, guessing she was German.
“Sie sind ok? Kannst du mich hören?”

Translation:

L'ho trovato, ho trovato la tua lettera sorelle, Tenere premuto di esso. – I found it, I found your sisters letter, keep hold of it.

Sie sind ok, kannst du mich hören? – Are you ok? Can you hear me?

[Maddie Adler]

Maddie moaned and raised a hand to her face. She had felt a cool liquid on her face. She blinked, staring up into the face of a young man. He'd asked her if she was ok. She nodded slowly.

"Vielen Dank. Ich habe nicht genug zu essen oder trinken in vier Stunden." Maddie said softly to him as she went to sit up but the ground beneath the cot swayed badly. She groaned and shut her eyes briefly.

"Sieht aus wie ich bin der Patient jetzt huh?" her tone was light and joking. "I'm Maddie Leighton, nurse"

Perhaps some of this man's men were injured. Once she felt more stable herself, she'd help him. She opened her eyes and sat up slowly this time. The ground swayed but not as badly.

She spied the bucket beneath the cot and cupped her hands into the bucket and raised it to her lips. She took thirsty drawls from the pool of water. She flicked her hands to get rid of the excess water. She turned to the man again.

"Haben sie verletzt Männer mit ihnen?" she asked him curiously. The water was helping her some sorts. She could get the men stable and then manage to grab a bite of food to eat. Maddie was so busy running around with the soldiers wounded, that she hadn't a chance to nab food or water for herself. God knows how long she would've been lying there unconscious. She didnt even realize the man had picked her up.[/blockquote]


Vielen Dank. Ich habe nicht genug zu essen oder trinken in vier Stunden--Thank you. I haven't had the chance to get anything to eat or drink in four hours.

Sieht aus wie ich bin der Patient jetzt huh--looks like i'm the patient now huh?

Haben sie verletzt Männer mit ihnen?--Do you have injured men with you?

[Christopher J. D'Dario]

Christopher moved his hand away as the nurse came too and held her head. He stood up moved back a little to give her room to move and breathe. He never understood why people needed so much space to breathe, when one of the Germans he was fighting with got shot in the chest the medic had told him to move back and give him space to breathe. Christopher still didn’t know how having a little bit of extra space would help with breathing when the man had a hole in his lungs, but apparently it must…. Somehow.

He stood there for a moment as she spoke about her hardships. He wanted to shake her awake and tell her to snap out of it but restrained himself. There where hardships all around and she was one of the few who had the knowledge to soften them. He waited impatiently for her to come to her senses, even though she had just been unconscious a few minutes ago he was still worried about his friend. He would have to help her so she could help him. “Ich werde Ihnen Nahrung bald, versprochen..” He said in rough German.

He forced a smile at her joke about being a patient, a bit of role reversal. It was probably putting her off a little. Looking up at a stranger who was trying to help her while lying on a cot. Christopher had never been in that situation before; he had been lucky so far in the war. But his luck could only hold out for a time before it would catch up on him. As he had heard someone say before. “It’s not the bullet with your name on that you have to worry about. It could never be delivered. It’s the bullet addressed ‘To Whom It May Concern’ that you have to watch out for.” He looked down at the nurse. “Es passiert den Besten von uns, ich bin Christopher.” He paused for a second as she took a drink from the bucket. “Pleased to meet you.” He was fidgeting a little, wondering how long he should play the polite gentleman.

His eyes lit up as he asked if he had any wounded. Finally, she was ready to help. He nodded quickly. “Er nahm eine verirrte Kugel an der Rückseite des Knies, wie wir Rückzug, wo ich nicht denke, es kann festgelegt werden, sondern werden braucht Aufmerksamkeit.” He pointed in the general direction of his wounded comrade, who could be seen on a far cot, still with the other two men around him trying to get someone attention. “Helfen Sie ihm und ich werde dir zu essen.” He didn’t expect there to be much the nurse could do, other then give him an injection to dull the pain until a surgeon could look at him. But that was better then nothing.



Translation:
Ich werde Ihnen Nahrung bald, versprochen. – I will get you food soon. Promise.

Es passiert den Besten von uns, ich bin Christopher – It happens to the best of us, I’m Christopher.


Er nahm eine verirrte Kugel an der Rückseite des Knies, wie wir Rückzug, wo ich nicht denke, es kann festgelegt werden, sondern werden braucht Aufmerksamkeit. - He took a stray shot to the back of the knee as we where retreating, I do not think it can be fixed but be needs attention.

Helfen Sie ihm und ich werde dir zu essen. – Help him and I will get you food.

[Maddie Adler]

Maddie offered a weak smile and nodded. She got up. She felt a little woozy, but was able to tolerate it. Right now there were soldiers who needed tending to.

She gave each of the soldiers a shot of morphine before turning to Christopher.

"The name's Maddie" she said softly. "And thank you for helping me"

She didn't expect anyone to really think she was cold hearted about having hardships. She had simply not eaten anything in several hours. She wrapped fresh gauze around the wounds that were on the soldiers legs, arms and sides. She turned to Christopher.

"Möchten Sie morphin?" she asked him curiously.

If he had wanted some, she would offer it to him. If not that was fine. She wasn't going ot push him into something he didn't want.

She turned back to him.

"Ist, dass alle ihre Männer, die Tendenz zu?" she asked.

If there were more men that needed tending to, she could certainly go there. She studied him curiously and waited for him to respond.

Möchten Sie morphin?--Do you want morhpine?
Ist, dass alle ihre Männer, die Tendenz zu--Is that all your men that need tending to?[/i]--

[Christopher J. D'Dario]

(OOC: Sorry for the late reply, been busy and unmotivated)

He lead the nurse back though the crowd to his friends, they where still trying to get the attention of a doctor when Christopher waved at them before pointing to the nurse. They all broke out in smiles at the sight of her, they knew she couldn’t do much to fix his leg, but she could at least help his pain. As Christopher got closer he spoke up to one of his men. “Andate a prendere qualcosa da mangiare dal camion, l'infermiere ha bisogno di mangiare dopo che ha finito.” One of the men pealed off from the others and ran back to the truck, jumping up into the back of it and rumaging around for the food.

Christopher waited silently as the nurse admisistered the morphine to the injured soldier, as the drug took hold his screams became quieter and quieter and a sort of blank, disconnected look fell over his face. He smiled at his friends peace before a confused look crossed his face as the nurse introduced herself again, he looked at her a little strangly before remembering that she had almost been out cold a few minutes ago so maybe her brain wasnt working fully yet. He confusion grew when she offered him a hit of morphine, he hadnt been wounded or injured so why was she offering? Maybe he seemed a bit tence and she wanted to calm him down, either way he shook his head at the offered morphine.

Just then the solider from the truck came trotting back carrying a small bag of rations, inside were a few packets of soft bread and biskets, some tubed cheese and a stick of chocolate. He handed the bag to Christopher and he took the nurse by the arm, beliveing she must still be disonrentated from the fall he lead her back to the empty cot with the bucket still near it. He sat her down and opened the bag, placing the food next to her. “Sie sollten essen.”





Andate a prendere qualcosa da mangiare dal camion, l'infermiere ha bisogno di mangiare dopo che ha finito. - Go and get some food from the truck, the nurse needs to eat after she's finished.

Sie sollten essen.- you should eat

[Heiko Alkema]

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