"Lisa, you're needed in room 133," Liz informs me.
"Casey, right?" I ask her.
"Yeah," she nods. "The cancer patient. Try not to say die because, she's getting there."
"Got it," I say, grabbing my clipboard and heading into Casey's room.
"Hi," she says.
"What's going on, sweetie?" I ask her.
"I'm dying, aren't I?" She asks.
"Casey," her older sister scolds.
"Meredith, stop," Casey persists. "I know I'm dying. I'm stage four, the treatments aren't working anymore, and I can feel myself regressing. I don't want my family to watch me wither away to nothing."
"What are you saying?" Meredith asks.
Casey looks back up at me.
"I want you to kill me," she says numbly.
"Case," her sister says. "Don't."
"Mer, I'll be fine," she sighs. "It's gonna happen anyway. Why not save us both the suffering?"
"Yeah, okay," Meredith nods.
They look up at me, expecting an answer.
"Can you make me go straight to sleep?" Casey asks. "Just put something in me to stop my heart?"
"Okay," I nod. "I'll give you guys a minute to say your goodbyes."
I step into the hall and grab the prescriptions and prepare the I.V.
"We're ready," Meredith says, waving me back into the room.
I nod and bring the materials into Casey's room and set them up.
"I'm going to give you a medication that will send you to sleep and then stop your heart," I inform her.
"Can I stay until she's gone?" Meredith asks.
"Of course," I say. "We have a device that allows you to record a heartbeat so you can play it back so you can feel it as many times as you want. Do you want to use it for Casey?"
"Can I?" She asks her sister.
Casey nods, "of course."
I set the I.V. into Casey's skin and look back at the hugging sisters in front of me.
"It'll take about ten minutes," I say.
"To go to sleep or to die?" Casey asks.
"The second one," I say. "Sleep hits around eight or nine minutes."
Casey nods and squeezes her sister's hand.
"I love you," Meredith smiles.
"I love you, too, Mer," Casey says.
"You're very courageous," I tell Casey. "Not many people can do what you're doing without shedding a tear."
"I just don't want her to see me turn to dust," she says.
"I know," Meredith agrees. "It's okay, sissy."
"How long has it been?" Casey asks after a few moments of silence.
"Six minutes," I check my watch and relay the reading.
"I only have two more with my baby sister," Meredith sobs.
"You're gonna be okay without me," Casey says. "I promise. You're tough, don't let Brad keep pushing you around."
Meredith nods as Casey's eyes begin to close.
"Case," Meredith says.
"I love you, sissy," Casey whispers weakly.
"I love you, too, Case," Meredith says, weeping into her sister's shoulder.
I set the little black box over Casey's heart to record it's rhythm. The final seconds pass and the heart monitor buzzes. I quickly shut it off for Meredith's sake and hand her the box.
"Thank you," she says. "My sister's wanted this for a long time now."
I nod, walking out the door towards the nurses station.
"You killed her?" Theresa asks.
"Did you have parental permission?" She questions.
"That girl's parents are dead," I say plainly. "Her sister wanted this, too, not just the patient."
"If the parents aren't alive, you do not perform the procedure," she scorns.
"I did my job," I defend.
"You got yourself fired," she snaps. "Get your stuff and go home."
I shake my head and grab my bag and my keys, heading for the door.
"My job was to help people!" I call out to my former boss. "That's exactly what I did!"
She shakes her head as I turn back around and exit the building. I get in my car and drive home, parking in front of my condo and bringing up the garbage pails. I let myself in and sit on my kitchen floor against the wall.
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