Chapter 42
"A heart attack? Vic almost had a heart attack?" Vic was on the verge of a heart attack? Unfortunately, John could easily believe that with how she had been screaming, and had sounded so afraid. "Shouldn't we be getting her to a hospital right about now?" Surely a heart attack outweighed the flu on the scale of dangerous ailments. And if Vic was that bad, he wanted her in a hospital, with about a million doctors to tend and fix her! Didn't heart attacks require some sort of surgery? Coulson's girl was good, but he seriously doubted she would be able to do something like that if it became necessary.
A hospital. Where was the closest hospital in relation to the Hub? "Jemma, do we need to see about getting her to a hospital?" A heart attack. He knew that Victoria wasn't going to take it well if she found out about the funeral but she almost had a heart attack? This wasn't good. What did he know about heart attacks, well besides the fact that he had thought Stark was going to give them one a few times? He wasn't entirely sure, but Coulson thought they definitely required a hospital and possible surgery.
"I'm hoping the medicines might help before we have to consider that." Jemma said after a moment. It looked like Agent Hand had slipped into a drug induced sleep once more after letting Skye coax the ice cream down her. She was curled on her side, Skye hovering protectively at her side, gently rubbing her back to try to soothe her. "She doesn't have any history of heart problems or chest pain, does she?" She should have looked that up before, medical histories, but it had completely slipped her mind.
"She gave a general a heart attack once. Does that count?" John said. "But she's fine. Never had any problems with her heart before, even after the incident in Lisbon. If something was going to a trigger a heart problem, almost being set on fire would be enough to do it, right?"
"Almost being set on fire?"
"I got her blouse off. She didn't get burned. She was fine. After we posted bail, she was fine anyway." John said. "Really, if someea thing's wrong with her heart, shouldn't we be getting her to a hospital?"
"I'm thinking what happened was a spasm of an artery." Jemma said. "Generally those can be managed without a trip to the hospital if they're mild, and the spasm doesn't last too long. Like I said, I gave her the strongest sedative I had, and it looks like it's starting to kick in and help things. As long as that's working, keeping her here in a familiar environment is probably best. She needs to stay very calm at the moment and waking up in some strange place would likely make her worse. She seemed to have some idea that Director Fury might be repeating whatever he did with you, so…."
"In that case shouldn't she be panicking over ending up on a tropical island?" Coulson said. "Jemma, are you sure we don't need to get her to a hospital? I don't want to take any chances."
"I don't either, but I do think we can manage this here if we can just keep her calm."
"I disabled her phone. Well, it will work as a phone, but no chance of her accidentally hitting something wrong and pulling up more shocking stuff on the internet." Skye called. Poor Agent Hand. At least she looked calm now and not terrified as she drifted in her drug induced slumber. The things she had been saying, though… Did she really think that everyone on their team hated her? She would have never thought that something like that would have bothered Agent Hand. She seemed like the type that didn't care what others thought, but apparently some part of her did. How did they fix things, though, and convince her that they didn't hate her? She gently continued to rub her back as she tried to think of something.
"Disabling the phone. That should help." Jemma said. "Sir, if you can get me those medicines…"
"You're sure that we don't need to move her?" Coulson asked again.
"If I can stabilize her here, a familiar, safe place would be the best thing for her." Jemma said. "But, Sir, she can't have any additional shocks, so would you please tell the director to fix this situation now? I don't know how he let it get so far out of hand to begin with."
"We'll talk to Fury." Coulson reassured her. "Just take care of Victoria."
"Maybe you could try reading to her or something? She likes books." John suggested. "I'll find a book or something if you think that might help."
"Anything that will keep her calm will help at the moment. Thank you." Jemma said.
"She'll be fine." May had been silent the entire time they had been outside Victoria's door, but as they headed downstairs in search of medicine and possible entertainment, she tried to reassure them. "Victoria's strong, and Simmons knows what she's doing. She'll be fine."
Coulson started to reply, but then stopped as his phone rang. "Director?" He said as he saw Fury's name on the screen before answering.
"What is going on there?" Fury demanded.
"Victoria accidentally saw her funeral." Coulson told him. "And nearly had a heart attack as a result."
"A heart attack? Wait, you mean the kind of heart attack where she was furious and ready to kill us for letting things get out of hand, right?" Fury said.
"No, he means the kind of heart attack where there could be something wrong with her heart." John said before Coulson could.
"What? You mean an actual heart attack?" Fury suddenly felt like he might be having an actual heart attack himself.
"Jemma thinks she's got the situation under control, and that she can prevent things from getting worse, but that's if we can keep Victoria from experiencing any additional shocks. So whatever you have to do to fix this situation, I suggest you do it now!" Coulson told him.