DISCLAIMER: I do not own Chicago Med or any of the characters. Please review and comment, testing the waters with this one. Not many Chicago Med fics out there.

"Incoming!" yelled Maggie from the nursing station of the bustling ER, "Allison Grace. 25 year old female collapsed in a local cafe, respiratory distress, and unable to find an MOI!"

The young woman lying on the rushing gurney was unconscious and a intubation tube was in her throat, breathing air into her lungs.

"I've got this one!" a tall, dark haired, blue eyed doctor rushed after the gurney into the trauma room.

Choi showed up moments later at the nurses station, asking, "Which room?"

"Trauma 3," Maggie responded, "Connor just went in there but they can always use an extra hand."

Dr. Choi ran into the room without another word. Maggie sighed, April stating, "Long day, huh?"

"I have the graveyard shift tonight too, there goes Thursday nights at Molly's," Maggie groaned.

"Awww sweetie," April laughed and comforted her friend, "I'll sneak in a funnel cake from Loretta's."

"Who's getting Loretta's?" questioned Natalie as she walked up to the station, "those funnel cakes make mommies and babies extremely happy."

April was about to respond when Choi called from the trauma room, "Hey! We need a little help here!"

April, Maggie, and Natalie all dropped the conversation at once, Dr. Manning and April rushing to the scene.

Connor and Choi were hunched over the young woman, hands on and focused. Nurses milled about in all directions, Dr. Rhodes ordering meds or giving instruction every few seconds.

Choi explained when the two hurried in, "Her oxygen is way too low, she couldn't have been fine when she was in that cafe. And she's been seizing throughout treatment."

As if on cue, the woman's body began to shake uncontrollably on the table, doctors and nurses all rushing to roll her to her side.

"She's seizing!" Rhodes exclaimed over the commotion just as the heart monitor went flat, "Paddles charged to 250! Now!"

Already charged, Rhodes yelled, "Clear!" and began shocking the patient.

Her body convulsed and he barked, "300!" when there was no restored heart rhythm.

Once again, electricity raced through the patient and the heart monitor erupted into squiggly lines.

"We got a pulse," April declared, "She's back."

Natalie and Choi rolled the patient back and began to work to stabilize the young woman.

"Her temp's through the roof," Natalie stated, puzzled.

"These breath sounds seem nothing more than the common flu," said Choi while checking her lungs.

Suddenly, Connor said in a stern voice, raising his gloves, "Everybody, step back from the patient."

"What?" Natalie asked, quizzically.

"Everyone! Hands off now!" he yelled.

All the doctors took a step back, confused expressions on their face.

"Pen," Connor ordered a nurse.

She obeyed and he raised the patient's shirt, not touching the girl directly, revealing the pale white skin above her hip.

Tiny red dots were just visible, spotting the patient's ghostly white skin. Rhodes' expression darkened and he let the her shirt go. One thought passed through all the medical staff's minds. The difficulty breathing, the sweatiness of the skin, the red rashes. These were symptoms of viral diseases.

All the occupants in the room immediately backed up 5 feet away from the patient, too shocked and scared to say anything.

Everyone looked at Rhodes, waiting for his orders on how to act fast, and they had to act fast.

Connor's grim voice sounded, "April close the door; everyone put on a face mask and stay as far back from the patient as you can. We haven't been in contact with Ms. Grace for long so we most likely haven't been affected."

"We need to narrow down the disease and stabilize the patient" Choi stated.

"You're right," Connor agreed, "Natalie grab me a spinal tap kit and April get a blood sample. We got to figure the type of disease before it spreads."

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