But it just got slower and slower; less deep and more shallow… and finally her chest stopped moving altogether.
Holmes widened his eyes when her breathing stopped. Sure he knew CPR, but it didn’t stop the underlying panic. “Nina. No. Nina… please.” He lay her flat on her back and put his ear next to her mouth to see if he was just feeling things that weren’t happening. When he realized it was actually happening he began CPR.
Nothing would happen the first few times he began it. Holmes was forced to do it harder, even giving a few good blows to the chest to get her heart restarted. But no matter how many times he did it, she wouldn’t start breathing again. There had to be something he could do to revive her.
He jumped up and ran to another side of the room. He had adrenaline somewhere. Perhaps that was the key to her awakening… Maybe, just maybe, she needed a little push to wake back up and return to him. He flung around a few items until he found the syringe. Upon returning, he kneeled down and injected it into her shoulder.
