Chapter 15.

Marissa POV.

The sound of siren’s and my phone blaring wakes me with a start.

“Hello.” I answer in the half-and-half sleep land. I can hear chaos in the background.

“Dr Ramsey, there has been a gas explosion at the docks. Some of the casualties are being sent to us now. We need all hands on deck. Please hurry. We are on a code External Triage.” the duty doctor pants out.

Keeping my head straight. A code External Triage means incoming mass casualties. Today is going to be hectic. I jump out of bed and run to my ensuite bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.

My phone rings again as I run back out and put my sneakers on.

“I’m on my way. I want my team organised, and the theatres prepped for when I get there. All interns need to be either able to help or stay out of the way. I want no mistakes, make sure all available beds and stretchers are readily available.” I give my orders through the phone as I enter the living room and see Robert standing there. And my living room has been