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Angel In The ER

pART 1: "rADNI''

By: Jade14

Summary: A cancer patient shakes up the ER. Part 1 told from Randi's point of view.

Rating: PG.

Disclaimer: I own nada.

Author's Notes: This is my first ER fic. Excuse the medical terms, I'm no doctor, I'm only 14! Each part is told by a different person's point of view. I made up every thing about Exam 5. Despite popular opinion, this is not a spin off of 'Malucci and the Minor', I swear! Send feedback to mara_ditullio@hotmail.com . Thanx and enjoy!

Characters You Know (So Far): Dr. Dave, Randi, Mark Greene, Malik, Kerry, Jing-Mei, Carter, and Luka.

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The ER was dead. Randi couldn't remember it ever being so quiet. All of the staff was just lounging around, almost hoping a trama would come in to give them something to do.

" Oh well," Randi thought. "At least I have more time to read my cosmo."

The doors opened and a couple of minor patients came in, surprised that a doctor could see them right away. Randi handed out admmissions forms, then went back to reading her magazine. She collected the forms when the patients were done filling them out and wrote their names on the board. She vauguely noticed Dr. Chen directing them to Exam 1 & 2, where she and Luka would take care of them. She was too busy reading an article about how to pick up guys, and casting glances over her shoulder at Carter.

Carter walked behind the desk and spoke to her.

" Slow day, huh?"

" Yeah." she smiled "but I'm not complaining." He smiled back, and she blushed a bit. He was so handsome...

" Well, scince I have no patients, I'm going to finish some long overdue paper work." The look on Carter's face indicated that that was the last thing he wanted to do.

" Have fun!" Randi teased as he walked away. He rolled his eyes.

Randi was just going back to reading her magazine, when a crash was heard comming from the direction of the elevator.

" Malik!"

" Sorry." Malik and another nurse were wheeling a bed from recovery into Exam 5, with Kerry Weaver in tow. Mark Greene got up from chairs and walked over to them. Randi walked to the other side of the desk so she could hear what they were saying.

" What are you doing with that bed down here?" Mark was asking.

" I'm opening up the other end of Exam 5." Kerry answered.

" But I thought we wern't allowed to use the other side because of accessibility problems."

" I'm putting a long term patient in there, not opening it for trauma. I had a request from one of the doctors to keep the patient down here."

" Who was it?"

" None of your business, Dr. Greene. Now go found something to do." Kerry waved him away with her crutch and he walked back to the desk. Randi quickly tried to look like she wasn't evesdropping. She was unsuccessful.

" So, who do you think it is?" she asked Dr. Greene.

" I'm not a gossip Randi. Go talk to one of the nurses. I'm sure they will have some information for you." Randi glared at his back as he walked away with a handful of charts. Doctors. They just assummed she was a gossip because she liked to share information with her friends. She was just trying to make conversation. It was boring sitting behind a desk all day, answering phones. Randi sighed, staring off into space.

" Randi!" The outburst of her name started her out of her daydreams.

" Yeah?"

" What exactly are you doing?" Kerry asked her. Randi motioned towards the telephone. " That thing hasn't rung in over an hour, Randi. Find something to do, we're paying you for this."

" Kay, Dr. Weaver." Randi replied, pasting on a fake smile. Kerry nodded distractedly, thinking, then said;

"Randi, pull out a long - term admission form, and an order for a bone marrow exam, and put them on the desk. I'll tell you what to do with them later."

" Sure thing, cheif." Randi chipped.

It took her a while to pull out the forms, and when she turned around,she found Dr. Greene right in front of her. She jumped, dropping the forms on the floor.

" Dammit, Dr. Greene!" She bent over to pick up the dropped forms.

" Sorry, Randi." He bent to help her. When the forms were all put back in order, they stood.

" I left a chart on the desk by mistake, have you seen it?" He began rustling around the desk looking for it.

" Nope, sorry." If she had seen it, she wasn't sure she would give it to Dr. Greene. He was getting on her nerves.

" Well, it has to be here somewhere." he said, going through her magazines.

" Hey! That's personal stuff!" she protested, wrestling the magazines out of his hands.

" Well, if you were any kind of receptionist, you wouldn't have these here in the first place!"

" Excuse me?!"

" You heard me! Get more organized Randi!"

" It was your chart!" she yelled back at the doctor.

Between their arguing, and the commotion of the other residents and nurses placing bets to when it would become physical, Randi didn't notice Dave Malucci walk through the doors, place a small girl on the desk, and begin to fill out the forms set out for the mystery patient.

(End of Part 1)

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comming soon: Part 2: Dr.Dave