Kenzie loved her morning walk into work it was like a calm before the storm. And her walk home at night was like the perfect close to a shift. She barely lived 3 blocks away so it was no big deal for her to walk to and from work also saved her some money on gas. It was a beautiful morning as she walked to the PTMC sun was out perfect start to a summer day. She was hyper vigilant from years of walking in Pittsburgh so she knew sometimes it wasn't the safest place to walk. She was almost to the hospital actually about to cross the street. She looked both ways about 15 times before crossing. A truck came barreling forward turning and smashing right into her. The truck left the scene. She didn't have her scrubs on and her ID was in her bag which had flung about 10 yards away from her. Next thing she knew she was on a gurney as she heard Robby, Jack, and Shen yelling for stuff someone had clearly found her. The words Jane Doe rang in her ears Whitaker was presenting must be her face was smashed to hell she could tell. She had a breathing tube down her throat. Her left arm was broken but not her right she could move. She tried to communicate but Robby told her it'd be ok and to relax. Robby, Shen, and Jack had stepped out for a second to get the paper work ready for her to go upstairs. She moved her right arm grabbing the closet human which was Mel. Mel patted her hand thinking she was just a Jane Doe. Mel: It's ok miss it's gonna be ok we've got you she could see Whitaker and Langdon in the room too