They Laughed At Her In The Er — Dismissed Her As Just Another Bleeding Patient Who “Pushed Too Hard.” They Mocked. They Judged. They Never Asked Who She Was. So Sarah Stayed Silent, Steady, Bleeding… Watching. Until The Building Shook. Until Rotor Blades Screamed Overhead. Until A Black Hawk Dropped Out Of The Sky And A Voice Cut Through The Chaos: “Clear The Bay. We’re Here For Her. Address Her By Rank.” And In That Frozen Second, Every Doctor In The Room Realized The Same Terrifying Truth — They Hadn’t Been Treating An Ordinary Woman… They’d Been Standing In The Presence Of Someone The Military Came To Retrieve, Not Question.
Blood soaked through the scrubs at her shoulder and along her side, darkening the pale fabric in uneven patches. It had already dried in places, stiff and…