You need a hospital

You need a hospital
Possible stab wound to the lower abdomen.
"No " gasped Damon , his face unhinged with pain." No...hospital."
I pushed his hair away from his forehead as I knelt beside him. "Damon , please. You need a hospital."
Ackles burst into the room, brandishing the gun and with blond hair tangled around his face. "Where the fuck is the doctor?"
"I'll survive. It's just a scratch "Bonnie growled as she limped into the room, clutching her side with her hand. I saw blood seeping between her fingers.
"At least your scars will match " Ackles said with a sly grin as Bonnie sat sheepishly on one of the couches.
He did as I asked and Damon grunted in pain as he hit the couch. Oh my God, my stomach cringed when I saw his wounds up close. His chest was ripped to shreds, completely mangled.
"He needs a hospital," I said, and my training kicked in as I catalogued the damage.
Several shrapnel wounds.
Gunshot wound to the right shoulder and upper thigh.
Possible stab wound to the lower abdomen.
"No " gasped Damon , his face unhinged with pain." No... hospital."
I pushed his hair away from his forehead as I knelt beside him. "Damon , please. You need a hospital."
Ackles burst into the room, brandishing the gun and with blond hair tangled around his face. "Where the fuck is the doctor?"
"I'll survive. It's just a scratch "Bonnie growled as she limped into the room, clutching her side with her hand. I saw blood seeping between her fingers.
"At least your scars will match " Ackles said with a sly grin as Bonnie sat sheepishly on one of the couches.
"Fuck you, Ackles "whispered Bonnie .
I tuned them out. I couldn't concentrate on anything but how Damon was bleeding all over the couch. There was so much blood.

Too much blood.
"You need a hospital, Damon . I can't... I don't want to... -Shit. Why had this guy made me so nervous? I should take the opportunity to run, not kneel here and watch by his bedside."
Damon's bloodied hand squeezed mine. "You should go."
I looked at him with narrowed eyes. "If you think I'm leaving while you're dying and the rest of these guys are hurt, you're ridiculous."
He chuckled, well, he tried to. It was more of a wet snore, which meant he probably had a lot of fluid in his lungs.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
His eyes blinked and began to lose focus.
I patted his cheek. "No. Damon . Stay with me." I looked over my shoulder at Harry. "Call an ambulance, dammit!"
The big guy just stood there, staring at me and biting his lip. Ackles had disappeared, probably to meet the doctor Ackles was complaining about , and the others had grim faces.
"Why aren't you doing anything?" I yelled.
Damon's hand brushed my cheek and I turned to look at him. He was very pale. "Because the only one who can save me is you, Bailey." There was sadness in his eyes, resignation at the thought that I was going to die, and it affected me more than I ever imagined.
"Then let me help you " I pleaded with tears in my eyes.
He shook his head and then grimaced as he felt another pain. "No."
And then he was gone.
What? No. It couldn't be. This guy couldn't kidnap me, threaten me, torture me and then leave because he was shot.
Not today.
Adrenaline kicked me into gear. I carefully opened his shirt and pulled it off his chest. He had jagged wounds on his torso, but the largest was in the center of his abdomen. I tried to put pressure on the wound, but before I could, huge hands wrapped around me and pulled me away.
"No. Let go of me " I said, trying to wriggle free.
"That won't save him " Harry whispered softly as he hugged me tightly against his chest.
"He said I could save him. Let me try " I pleaded, tears rolling silently down my cheeks." Please."
Harry's gaze softened as he met mine. "That's not what he meant, Harry."
"Then tell me! " I cried out, my heart breaking in a way I didn't understand. I couldn't get my thoughts together. I wanted to run and scream, but I also wanted to curl up next to Damon just to try and save him with my touch. "Fucking tell me!"
I was falling apart and couldn't manage to catch the pieces to put them back together.

Harry exchanged a look with Ackles full of pity and something else. concern? anxiety, perhaps?
"Tell him " Ackles finally said . We'll deal with Damon later .
And Harry was still impassive. I wanted to shake him even though he seemed to be going through an internal crisis. He sighed and the tension left his shoulders. "There's no going back after this, Harry."
My God, did they want to kill me?
"They're fucking idiots," Bonnie said , surprisingly calm for someone who had clearly been shot. Again. He rose from his chair with a wince, and I went to him to help him, but he held out his hand with a stern expression, frowning. Well, noted. Bonnie didn't like being helped. "They're all vampires and you're Damon's mate , so he can't feed on anyone but you to heal."
What.