This is my first fic. Please review and tell me what you think.

It was late at night and Jen finally pulled into Boston. This was going to be her new home. She had gotten a phone call from her sister a week earlier informing her that she needed her help. Jen had dropped everything and arranged for her to move to help her sister out.

Jen was a little worried for her sister as she noticed it wasn't a very good end of town her sister was living in. She pulled her car up into the parking lot and got out of her car to gather her bags then she heard a BANG. She quickly ducked down behind her car and she saw what was happening.

Wtf! She thought to herself.

Three men were in a shooting match with eachother across the street. There must be a mistake! I can't live here! She thought as she quickly ducked when she seen a man fall to the ground and the other two look over in her direction. She bent down further pushed her back against her red Honda civic and prayed that they didn't see her. She waited until she heard two doors close and the screeching of a car taking off. She stood up and seen the man still lying on the ground.

Jen picked herself up and ran over towards the man.

"Oh fuck! Are you alive?" she asked feeling for a pulse. She received a grumble in response. Ok he is alive! That's a good sign! Think Jen! You're a nurse! What's next? ABCs! ABCs Airway Breathing Circulation! Ok he has a heart beat and he is breathing and there is circulation! Where is he shot! Oh shit!

"Can you hear me? Stay with me ok! Can you talk?" she said in a panic but got no response. His eyes were opening and closing periodically and that's when Jen notices he was shot in the right side of his chest. She started putting pressure on the wound and reached for her cell phone in her back pocket. FUCK where is my cell phone! There's no time to get it.

"Alright, Sir I am going to have to move you to get you to a hospital! If you can help me that would be great." No response

Jen positioned herself behind the man and grabbed him from his underarms and started to drag him across the street. Where the fuck is everyone in the neighbourhood! She thought to herself. Her back was almost breaking as she pulled this large bald headed man with an abundance of tattoos across the street. She reached her car and opened the passenger door.

"sir you need to help me get you to your feet" the man was slowly responsive at this point and wasn't any help. She positioned him in a sitting position and went to the drivers side and pulled him in that way. She got him sitting in the passenger seat. Luckily she had an idea as to where the hospital was seeing that she had a job interview there tomorrow morning. With one hand on the wheel and the other putting pressure on the wound on his chest she took off down the street desperately hoping that her GSP system would not fail her and that this man wouldn't die in her car.

Jen was blasting through red lights and flying down the streets. The voice on her GPS could barely keep up to her. She pulled straight infront of the emergency where the ambulances usually drop people off and started shouting for help and honking her horn. 2 people came running out towards her.

"No not me, him!" Jen shouted frantically.

"But m'am you are full of blood!" the man in scrubs stated.

"It's not mine it's his, please help him!" Jen urged. The man and the woman in scrubs ran over as another nurse came rushing out with a gurney. They rushed him through the automatic sliding doors and Jen collapsed in her car. What a fuckin night! Is this what Boston is gonna be like? She thought to herself and started her car and left.

She got back to the building where her sister stays and got out of the car. She went to the trunk as she did earlier and hoped that the same thing wouldn't happen again. She reached into the trunk to pull out her bags and could barely do it. Now that her adrenaline was gone she was feeling the effects of pulling that man around. Fuck My life she thought as she pulled the bags out and lunged them across her shoulders and started towards the apt complex. She reached her sisters apt and pulled out the key that was sent to her. She opened the door and peaked in.

Good! Everyone is sleeping! She was relieved because she didn't want to explain her having blood all over her shirt and pants. She made her way to the bathroom and started up the shower hoping it wouldn't wake anyone up. She quickly cleaned up and shoved her dirty clothes in the back of her suitcase so that no one would see them. She turned and seen an old beaten up couch and fell onto it. Within seconds she was passed out.

***The Next Morning***

Jen woke up to what felt like a Sac of potatoes falling onto her stomach. She darted up into a sitting position shocked and sleep drunk trying to figure out what was going on. She couldn't see straight but could hear the radio in the background. Just then she felt hands on her face, little tiny hands.

"Mom! Is Auntie Jen ok?" Toby was concerned.

Jen was still trying to get her breath back and started to rub her eyes. Sam came walking into the small living room. "Jesus Toby I told you not to wake her!" Jen finished removing the sleep from her eyes and then noticed a 5 year old boy sitting on her lap. Her nephew.

"Hey buddy" Jen manages to mutter "ya wanna get off me here so that I can get up"

Toby gave her a hug and then jumped off of her with far too much energy than she was willing to deal with when she first wakes up. She walked over to her sister and gave her a hug then quickly flopped down on a chair near the kitchen table. "Coffee" Jen grumbled, "Do you have coffee?" Sam walked over to her and sat a cuppa infront of her and Jen grunted as thanks. She started to drink her coffee and was striking conversation about her drive there avoiding speaking of the shooting and looked up. Her eyes focussed on the microwave clock. 1:08pm.

"Oh shit!" Jen jumped up.

"What? What!" her sister asking worried, Toby giggling. "What's wrong?" Sam asked.

"I had a job interview at the hospital 2 hours ago! FUCK!" Jen was running towards her bags

"Jesus Jen watch your language!" Sam proclaimed

Jen lifted an eyebrow towards her sister, "Sorry, I just really need to go. Hopefully they will still see me, that is if I can think of a good excuse."

Jen put on a pair of grey and black pin stripe dress pants and a white blouse. She tucked in the blouse and threw on a pair of black heals. Her hair was still damp from the night before so she just brushed it and let it fall. Not very professional looking. She thought of her hair but she didn't have time to do anything else. She ran out the door grabbing her puts and yelled a "bye" as she ran out the door. Well as fast as her heals would let her.

She made it to her car with only almost tripping once. She was about to jump into her car when she seen blood on the seats. FUCK! She reached into the back and grabbed the container of Clorox wipes and started to wipe down the seats. Thank god I have leather interior she thought as she cleaned the blood off the seats. Once she was finished she plopped into the drivers seat and turned on the ignition. The stereo clock read 1:28pm. She threw the car in drive and took off down the street driving quite similarly to the way she did the night before.

***after the interview***

"Yes, well Miss Mercier we are glad to have you as a part of our team" the suited man shook Jens hand. "I am sorry about the car accident you were in last night but its a good thing no one was hurt" he said

"Thank you very much Sir. Yeah, it was just a fender bender, but you know how they can hold you up."

"Absolutely. Jen, this is Brianne. She will be working with you. Brianne can you show Jen the ward please. "

"sure!" Brianne smiles and ushered me down the hall. "when do you start?" she asked

"In a week." Jen stated.

"Oh cool, so this is the staff lounge and the clean hold and the bathrooms," they walked a little further "and this is the nursing station"

There were two men standing outside of a room. One black with a tribal tattoo on his chin and a smaller white man with reddish hair and a reddish leather jacket. Jen quickly looked away as 2 police officers walked out of the room and the two men walk in.

"Oh!" Brianne stated. "Is that blood on your shirt?"

"What? Huh?" Jen asked confused

"There" Brianne said pointing to Jen's collar.

Jen looked down and sure enough there was a small smudge of blood on her collar. It must have gotten there when she was reaching for the Clorox wipes. Jen hesitated for a moment then said, "Oh that, no that's strawberry jam, I'm a messy eater" then laughed nervously hoping that Brianne would believe her.

***in the hospital room***

"fuckin pigs" Bodie said walking over to Billy. Billy's eyes were open. He recovered from the surgery quickly but he still needed to stay a few more days.

"Wait! Move!" Billy motioned with his good arm for the two men to move out of the door way which they did. "That's her." Billy stated quietly. "That's the chick that brought me to the hospital."

"You sure" Joe asked

"Positive" billy stated. "Find out what you can about her." Billy stated as Jen started to walk towards the exit.

Please review. What do you think is going to happen?