It's two o'clock in the morning on an otherwise ordinary-enough night shift in a chronically understaffed hospital in Ottawa, Ontario. 

Marian Daly really wants her nap break. She volunteered for second break, though, like she always does, because she is literally never up to date on her work enough to take the first break slot on time without the embarrassment of having to ask the nurse covering her to please turn her patients for her while she's off. 

Right now she's in the med room, glaring out through the glass window at her patient's monitor while she mixes refill bags of norepinephrine and primes new propofol tubing, and her brain continuously turns over the items in her todo list mental stack. Piperacillin-tazobactam doses due for both her folks at 6 am; the powder for reconstitution takes fucking forever to dissolve, which is why she's already got both bags shoved into her pockets to dissolve slowly over the next four hours. 194 needs a new IV, the one in his foot is incredibly dubious and she doesn't know what the ER nurse was thinking putting it there. She can do that when she swaps his propofol tubing and turns him; she's got backup IV supplies shoved in her pocket as usual. 192 has q4h repeat labs for hemoglobin, following up on his GI bleed, and that means he's due...now, approximately, though she did the 10 pm set kind of late so it's not the end of the world if she doesn't make it to him until 2:30 - she'd better grab the bloodwork tubes while she's in here, though, that's not one of her standard pocket items and he's iso and it'd be embarrassing to forget and have to un-gown and re-gown... 

She scoops up her newly mixed bag of pressors and both sets of freshly primed propofol tubing and oh she'd better get another 1L saline bag for 192 while she's at it, she can awkwardly hold that under her arm while she walks with her hands full - 

- and then, right as she steps out into the quiet lights-dimmed hallway, she feels something like an inexplicable tug at her belly button. That doesn't stop, it keeps pulling and it's as though she's riding a roller coaster belly button first, and then -