CHAPTER ONE: WARNING: SEASON NINE SPOILERS DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T WANT TO
KNOW A FEW THING THAT ARE RUMORED TO HAPPERN NEXT SEASON.
Oh yeah I don't own any of the ER characters.
This take place a few weeks after "Lockdown"
ER Lounge
"Lots of suits and paper pushers from upstairs and the county, I heard" Heleah said to Chuney. "Maybe even a few state and national investigation.
"We just got rid of the CDC." She replied as Kerry Weaver stalked in the lounge. Both nurses left. "A least, the ones of us left are getting overtime pay."
Kerry was still reeling from the events of the last few weeks. The night of the outbreak had been horrible, but the after math had in some ways been worse. The way the situation had been handled. Why was she always out of the ER when things like this happened? Chuney was right at least the CDC was gone and it would be months before she had to see the report they would prepare. Many of the nurses and orderlies had left the ER and she was short staffed. A few doctors had left the hospital because of the scare. She really couldn't blame them. They had left to make more money and work in a more controlled environment. She thought of Robert. She thought about Luka. That was the real nightmare, because it didn't go away like the CDC and the other investigations would. Her first priority right now was to save herself. It was a good thing Robert had a healthy sense of self-preservation, too. He would need it, she that knew from experience.
" John, John" the person knocking at the door said and the sound began to penetrate his sleep. "Are you home?"
He felt guilty. People had died. That night had been a nightmare, but had started something with Abby. She was beginning to respond to him again. He knew the stress of the situation had caused him to kiss her, but she had kissed him back. Nothing else had happened since that night, except for the glances and smiles at work. They had tried to arrange to go out, but work got in the way and Abby brother had shown up last week. A least Luka was not a factor anymore, since what had happened. A knock on the door caused him to completely wake up. He jumped out of bed pulling on his trousers.
"Coming, Coming. I'm up, just a minute." He yelled at the door. Opening the door he got an unexpected surprise.
"Are you going to sleep all day again" Abby asked feeling exasperated. "Get up and after my shift we'll go out"
She spoke to the semi- conscience form of her visiting brother. He had been in Chicago four days and had slept the majority of that time. She was beginning to worry that it was more that just sleeping off the fatigue of flying in from Japan. He had done this before, he had always had a hard time sleeping and then he would crash. He had done it since they were kids. She was going to an AA meeting, since he had called to tell her he was coming to town she had been going to meetings. He was a grown man, but he was still her little brother and it would have worried him to know she was drinking again. Funny, she hadn't let John know she was going to meeting again. That kisses, now that had confused her. John, what was she going to do. When she was with him, she wanted it to work out, she wanted to give into how she felt, but when they were apart, she began to doubt how she really felt. She grabbed her purse, wrote a note to let her brother know when she would be in and left.
"No, No, NO! Stop. I've had enough you sadistic." and his voice gave out. "I have stop, what you're doing to me is torture."
"You like it. I know you do" The physical therapist laughed " One more set and then we are done" She reached for his arm and began to manipulate it to move
Robert Romano woke each morning hoping it had been a dream and each morning he was faced with the realization that it was over. He would never be a surgeon again, but he was still chief. That is why he put up with this pain. He was determined to get back to work and make them suffer. He channeled all his anger and rage into recovery. He looked at his useless arm. If Lizzie had been there she could have done a better job than the butcher that had repaired the damage. Lizzie, the thought of her lifted his mood. He had spent quite a bit of time with only his fantasies to keep him company and she was a big part of them. The other major fantasy had involved Kovac. That bumbling idiot had no idea what was in store for him.
This take place a few weeks after "Lockdown"
ER Lounge
"Lots of suits and paper pushers from upstairs and the county, I heard" Heleah said to Chuney. "Maybe even a few state and national investigation.
"We just got rid of the CDC." She replied as Kerry Weaver stalked in the lounge. Both nurses left. "A least, the ones of us left are getting overtime pay."
Kerry was still reeling from the events of the last few weeks. The night of the outbreak had been horrible, but the after math had in some ways been worse. The way the situation had been handled. Why was she always out of the ER when things like this happened? Chuney was right at least the CDC was gone and it would be months before she had to see the report they would prepare. Many of the nurses and orderlies had left the ER and she was short staffed. A few doctors had left the hospital because of the scare. She really couldn't blame them. They had left to make more money and work in a more controlled environment. She thought of Robert. She thought about Luka. That was the real nightmare, because it didn't go away like the CDC and the other investigations would. Her first priority right now was to save herself. It was a good thing Robert had a healthy sense of self-preservation, too. He would need it, she that knew from experience.
" John, John" the person knocking at the door said and the sound began to penetrate his sleep. "Are you home?"
He felt guilty. People had died. That night had been a nightmare, but had started something with Abby. She was beginning to respond to him again. He knew the stress of the situation had caused him to kiss her, but she had kissed him back. Nothing else had happened since that night, except for the glances and smiles at work. They had tried to arrange to go out, but work got in the way and Abby brother had shown up last week. A least Luka was not a factor anymore, since what had happened. A knock on the door caused him to completely wake up. He jumped out of bed pulling on his trousers.
"Coming, Coming. I'm up, just a minute." He yelled at the door. Opening the door he got an unexpected surprise.
"Are you going to sleep all day again" Abby asked feeling exasperated. "Get up and after my shift we'll go out"
She spoke to the semi- conscience form of her visiting brother. He had been in Chicago four days and had slept the majority of that time. She was beginning to worry that it was more that just sleeping off the fatigue of flying in from Japan. He had done this before, he had always had a hard time sleeping and then he would crash. He had done it since they were kids. She was going to an AA meeting, since he had called to tell her he was coming to town she had been going to meetings. He was a grown man, but he was still her little brother and it would have worried him to know she was drinking again. Funny, she hadn't let John know she was going to meeting again. That kisses, now that had confused her. John, what was she going to do. When she was with him, she wanted it to work out, she wanted to give into how she felt, but when they were apart, she began to doubt how she really felt. She grabbed her purse, wrote a note to let her brother know when she would be in and left.
"No, No, NO! Stop. I've had enough you sadistic." and his voice gave out. "I have stop, what you're doing to me is torture."
"You like it. I know you do" The physical therapist laughed " One more set and then we are done" She reached for his arm and began to manipulate it to move
Robert Romano woke each morning hoping it had been a dream and each morning he was faced with the realization that it was over. He would never be a surgeon again, but he was still chief. That is why he put up with this pain. He was determined to get back to work and make them suffer. He channeled all his anger and rage into recovery. He looked at his useless arm. If Lizzie had been there she could have done a better job than the butcher that had repaired the damage. Lizzie, the thought of her lifted his mood. He had spent quite a bit of time with only his fantasies to keep him company and she was a big part of them. The other major fantasy had involved Kovac. That bumbling idiot had no idea what was in store for him.