Of All The ER's In All The World….

Chapter 1

"Incoming!" Jesse called as he escorted the gurney into a treatment room.

Staff rushed to help the newest arrival to Angels Memorial's ER.

"MVA, no loss of consciousness, airbag deployed, GSC 15, complaining of arm, chest, and belly pain."

"I'm fine! The chest pain is where the airbag hit me. Belly pain is from the seatbelt. Arm pain is strained muscles, now please let me go. I have to be somewhere in an hour."

Ethan heard the voice and stopped in his tracks. 'It can't be,' he thought. 'There is just no way.' He started toward the trauma bay.

"Look, Ma'am, we have to treat you," Elliot tried.

"I'm fine," she insisted stubbornly.

"I thought I heard a familiar voice," Ethan said as he walked into the room.

She looked up at him. "Colonel Willis," she said. "I wondered where you landed."

He took in her now destroyed dress blues. "Captain Adams, what brings you to my ER?"

"I came looking for you. You don't call, you don't write, you don't text-"

He chuckled. "Always the comedienne. Seriously though?"

"Seriously? I was on my way to my court martialing trial and I got creamed by a Volvo. Why didn't you tell me the 405 was horrendous?"

He blinked. He tried to hide his shock. She was one that always went by the rules, unlike himself who believed rules were made to be broken. "What did you do?"

She sighed and closed her eyes. "The same thing you did, only I'm getting court martialed for it."

All eyes turned to him.

"That hardly seems right, Jensen."

"Yeah, well, tell it to the Navy. You know what pricks they are."

He bit his lip. Jensen Adams was the last person he had expected to roll through the doors of the ER. He wasn't surprised to hear that she was being court martialed. Command never understood Medical, and they never would. All they cared about was saving lives, and that did not include those of the enemy. Where were you headed?

"San Diego. I have to be there tomorrow at 0800. Looks like I'm going to have to call the JAG Corps."

"I'll do that. You just need to quit fussing and let us take care of you."

"Not happening, Ethan."

"It's happening, Captain. You're not leaving here until I say so. Get her to X-ray," he ordered. "I don't like the look of that arm."

He watched the staff roll the gurney to X-ray with her protesting the whole way down the hall. He shook his head. "Stubborn brat."

"She's important to you," Jesse said from behind him.

"She was. Then I got stuck coming here, and she's getting court martialed."

He turned around to face Jesse. "The sad thing is, she's a hell of a doctor and she doesn't deserve this."

"She's a doctor?"

Ethan nodded. "One of the best combat doctors I've ever seen. She knows more about Emergency Medicine than I ever will. She's on par with Rollie and Leanne."

"You serious?"

"Very. She could have written her own ticket anywhere and she chose to join the Navy instead. It really sucks that she's going to lose her career because she treated some Afghani children. It really isn't right. Command doesn't understand Medical. They never did, and they never will."

"What can we do to help her?"

"Treat her and pray for an understanding jury. She's going to need one."