Drive to Survive

I held the babe in my arms, hand pressed against her stomach. I looked to my partner. "We can't wait for an ambulance." I told him. It was only my hand stopping her from continuing to bleed. If we waited any longer....who knew if she'd survive it to the hospital.
He didn't hesitate. "Let's go."
I stumbled through the rubble of what had been a building, doing my best to keep the baby stable as I followed my partner out into open air.
We ran to our patrol car.
"Hold on baby." I mumbled to her. "Help is coming."
We screeched away from the destruction, Hansen flicking the sirens on, their mournful wail blaring in our ears as we raced to the hospital.
"Patrol 39 coming in Hot to Bangater's Hospital." Hansen said into the radio. "We have an injured babe, gash along the stomach, bleeding freely."
"Roger that 39."

*****

"Officers Hansen, and Davis?"
I looked up. "Yes."
The nurse beckoned to us. "I thought you'd like to see her first." She said with a smile. "She just got out of surgery, but the baby seems to be doing fine."
I jumped to my feet. "I'd love to see her."
Hansen nodded. "Sure, that would be nice." He got to his feet more slowly. I couldn't understand why he wasn't trying to rush into the operating room. I mean, we'd just saved a life! The doctors had said if we'd waited for an ambulance this little baby wouldn't have made it. It was thanks to us that she now had a future.

*****

"What's going to happen to her?" I asked, staring down at her sleeping form.
"We're not sure, it appears that her family all perished in the collapse. We're seeing if there are any relatives still alive now."
"Well....if she needs a home....I'm willing to take her." How could I not be willing? I'd saved her life, I had a vested interest that she grew up to have a bright future.

-Inspiration from Article where officers ignored protocol and took a baby who'd been shot in a drive by shooting to a hospital.