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Summary: a long kept secret is now reveled and carter must now make a life altering decision, but will he take abby into consideration, and how will the rest of his collogues react.
A/N: this is set currently, everything happened the same as it has up until 'a thousand cranes' (if that makes any sense!) and I "created" Liz and Zoë Timberland! When I thought of Zoë I pictured her being played by Lalaine from 'lizzie mcguire' I don't know why but if you know her try and think of the character in her attitude.kinda! Please R&R. thanks!
It was extremely cold, as usual for winter in Chicago; carter was starting to stir from a silent slumber with abby in his arms. Looking at her now, like this, he remembered what had first made him care for her. But he couldn't tell her that yet. He was finally awoken by the distant ringing of a phone, he motioned off the bed careful not to wake abby.
"Hello?" he spoke into the receiver.
"Hello, is Mr. Timberland there, " the voice on the other end was solemn.
"No, I think you have the wrong number ma'am," he told the woman on the other end of the line.
"Well sir, do you know a Ms. Elizabeth Timberland?" the woman spoke softer.
"Yes I do. did, but.." He was interrupted by the woman again.
"There was an accident sir, and her daughter said you were the person to call," after a pause the woman continued, "she told us you were her husband."
"Oh god.." Carter spoke almost to himself.
Carter walked down the hall of the hospital with the thoughts of his past with Elizabeth, Liz, still in his head. And then he thought of Zoë, he had only met her a few times but she knew who he was, and HE knew what it meant if Liz didn't.. But just as he approached the admit desk a fresh new trauma rolled in. The paramedic proceeded to give carter, Susan, abby and Pratt the bullet as they brought a victim of a shoot out into trauma 2. He knew the guy was dead but with the brutal cold they should at least give him a chance, you know, "you're not dead till you're warm and dead".
"Carter, call on line 2," Randi told him from the doorway.
"I am a little busy now Randi," he yelled at her as he cracked open the 16year olds chest.
"She says it's about your wife?" she said in her usually skeptical voice.
Carter had a 'sudden' chocking fit to hide his surprise that they would call him at the hospital. At this abby and the rest of the trauma team jolted their heads up in pure silence, the only sound to be heard was the droned buzz of the flat line as carter pronounced the young man that lay before him.
"ummm. tell them I'll be right there!" carter told Randi as he ungloved and threw his bloodied gown on the trauma room floor.
" carter?" Susan said noticing the 'too-stunned-to-talk look on Abby's face.
"just... give me a minute!?" he told them as he walked through the trauma doors and into the adjacent exam room.
The sound of his voice was muffled but they could still seem to make out what he was saying.
"How long ago?...did you tell her?..you want me to?...oh great!..." he continued but his voice was harder and harder to make out. He hung up the phone with a promise to call them back. He sat back on a gurney and began to rub the bridge of his nose. Getting up, he stuck his head through the door. At this time the others had tried to make themselves look busy with a death kit.
"Abby?" carter requested while he gestured for her to join him in the other exam room. She moved toward him with a skeptical look from Susan, and one soon dawning her own face.
"What's going on?" she asked him with some eagerness.
" I have to tell you something." He said hesitantly.
"Ummmm.. I.aaaam going to have to go to Colorado." He said not wanting to reveal the whole truth.
"Why?"
"I have to sign off on some medical papers for a...a..an old friend of mine." He told her, knowing that she wasn't buying any of it.
"Randi said some thing about...a wife!?" she was begging him to tell her what the hell was going on!
At this point the rest of their friends were running out of things to do to keep themselves busy, while straining to hear the conversation. But it would soon be very much audible, as Abby began to show her anger.
"YOU WHAT!?" she yelled as she pushed through the doors on the other side of the room and into the hallway, further away from the trauma room. And only Susan moved toward the door.
"What's goin' on?" she asked them but they continued to argue.
"I can't believe you would hide something like that from me!" she yelled and tried to walk away from his sorrowed gaze.
" I didn't just hide it for you, Abby!" he pleaded.
He soon saw the added interest in his patients and collogues' eyes and started to make his way toward the lounge.
Summary: a long kept secret is now reveled and carter must now make a life altering decision, but will he take abby into consideration, and how will the rest of his collogues react.
A/N: this is set currently, everything happened the same as it has up until 'a thousand cranes' (if that makes any sense!) and I "created" Liz and Zoë Timberland! When I thought of Zoë I pictured her being played by Lalaine from 'lizzie mcguire' I don't know why but if you know her try and think of the character in her attitude.kinda! Please R&R. thanks!
It was extremely cold, as usual for winter in Chicago; carter was starting to stir from a silent slumber with abby in his arms. Looking at her now, like this, he remembered what had first made him care for her. But he couldn't tell her that yet. He was finally awoken by the distant ringing of a phone, he motioned off the bed careful not to wake abby.
"Hello?" he spoke into the receiver.
"Hello, is Mr. Timberland there, " the voice on the other end was solemn.
"No, I think you have the wrong number ma'am," he told the woman on the other end of the line.
"Well sir, do you know a Ms. Elizabeth Timberland?" the woman spoke softer.
"Yes I do. did, but.." He was interrupted by the woman again.
"There was an accident sir, and her daughter said you were the person to call," after a pause the woman continued, "she told us you were her husband."
"Oh god.." Carter spoke almost to himself.
Carter walked down the hall of the hospital with the thoughts of his past with Elizabeth, Liz, still in his head. And then he thought of Zoë, he had only met her a few times but she knew who he was, and HE knew what it meant if Liz didn't.. But just as he approached the admit desk a fresh new trauma rolled in. The paramedic proceeded to give carter, Susan, abby and Pratt the bullet as they brought a victim of a shoot out into trauma 2. He knew the guy was dead but with the brutal cold they should at least give him a chance, you know, "you're not dead till you're warm and dead".
"Carter, call on line 2," Randi told him from the doorway.
"I am a little busy now Randi," he yelled at her as he cracked open the 16year olds chest.
"She says it's about your wife?" she said in her usually skeptical voice.
Carter had a 'sudden' chocking fit to hide his surprise that they would call him at the hospital. At this abby and the rest of the trauma team jolted their heads up in pure silence, the only sound to be heard was the droned buzz of the flat line as carter pronounced the young man that lay before him.
"ummm. tell them I'll be right there!" carter told Randi as he ungloved and threw his bloodied gown on the trauma room floor.
" carter?" Susan said noticing the 'too-stunned-to-talk look on Abby's face.
"just... give me a minute!?" he told them as he walked through the trauma doors and into the adjacent exam room.
The sound of his voice was muffled but they could still seem to make out what he was saying.
"How long ago?...did you tell her?..you want me to?...oh great!..." he continued but his voice was harder and harder to make out. He hung up the phone with a promise to call them back. He sat back on a gurney and began to rub the bridge of his nose. Getting up, he stuck his head through the door. At this time the others had tried to make themselves look busy with a death kit.
"Abby?" carter requested while he gestured for her to join him in the other exam room. She moved toward him with a skeptical look from Susan, and one soon dawning her own face.
"What's going on?" she asked him with some eagerness.
" I have to tell you something." He said hesitantly.
"Ummmm.. I.aaaam going to have to go to Colorado." He said not wanting to reveal the whole truth.
"Why?"
"I have to sign off on some medical papers for a...a..an old friend of mine." He told her, knowing that she wasn't buying any of it.
"Randi said some thing about...a wife!?" she was begging him to tell her what the hell was going on!
At this point the rest of their friends were running out of things to do to keep themselves busy, while straining to hear the conversation. But it would soon be very much audible, as Abby began to show her anger.
"YOU WHAT!?" she yelled as she pushed through the doors on the other side of the room and into the hallway, further away from the trauma room. And only Susan moved toward the door.
"What's goin' on?" she asked them but they continued to argue.
"I can't believe you would hide something like that from me!" she yelled and tried to walk away from his sorrowed gaze.
" I didn't just hide it for you, Abby!" he pleaded.
He soon saw the added interest in his patients and collogues' eyes and started to make his way toward the lounge.