Happy new year everyone! Hope everyone had a happy and healthy holiday
season. I am back and better than ever with more stories. I'm really
looking forward to this week's episode, so I started writing this because
it's what I want to happen. This story is also foreshadowing and
predicting the rest of the season into February sweeps and eventually the
season finale. Hope you enjoy. I will be posting more chapters through
the day, but I am in class so I will get it posted as I go. Please review!
This takes place during the time of "Beyond Repair."
I do not own any of these characters. I wish I did, but you don't always get what you want (as I have learned the hard way)
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"What do we have?" Susan asked, running to catch up with the gurney being pushed by the paramedics entering the ER.
"33 year old male. Head laceration and possible concussion. His car was rear-ended." Doris explained.
"On my count. One two three." Susan said as she and several others lifted the man from the gurney onto the other bed in a trauma room.
"Mr. Sobriki, do you know where you are?" Dr. Lewis asked the patient.
"Uh, the hospital. Where is my wife and daughter."
"They're fine. They were right behind us on the way in." Doris answered as she gathered her supplies and started to head out of the room. As she wheeled the gurney back out of the room, the door swung open and Abby walked in.
"Hey, do you need any help in here?" Abby asked Susan, not paying much attention to the man on the bed.
"No, I think I have it covered. Thanks." Susan responded shortly. Abby shrugged and turned around to walk back out of the room.
"Can I see my wife?" The patient asked impatiently. Abby froze at the sound of the voice. Slowly she turned to face him.
"I'll see what I can do. Abby, will you go see if Mrs. Sobriki is in chairs?" Abby didn't respond, and continued to just stare at the man. "Abby? You look like you've seen a ghost. What's the matter?"
"Dr. Lewis, can I see you outside for a moment?" Abby said quietly.
"Uh, sure. Please excuse me, I'll be right back." Susan said to the patient. She followed Abby out the doors and into another empty exam room.
"Do you know who that is?" Abby asked, as she wheeled around to look Susan in the face.
"Huh? Paul Sobriki? What, is he some kind of celebrity or something that I don't know about?"
"We can't let John see him." Abby rambled on, not paying attention to Susan's comment.
"Why? What does it matter to Carter?"
"God, you really don't know." Abby said exasperated.
"What?"
"Paul Sobriki. That's who…uh…stabbed Lucy and John."
"Oh my god." Susan said, covering her mouth with her hand.
"Is his name on the board? Carter can't see that he's here. We'll have to erase it. Who was helping you in there?"
"Of course his name is on the board. Uh, Malik was in there. And the other nurse whose name I always forget."
"If you see Carter, just distract him anyway you can. I'm sure you can think of something." Abby responded sarcastically.
"Thanks for telling me about Sobriki. I really had no idea."
"Of course you didn't. How would you?" Abby rolled her eyes and turned away, starting to walk out of the room.
"Abby…really…thank you." Susan said one last time.
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This takes place during the time of "Beyond Repair."
I do not own any of these characters. I wish I did, but you don't always get what you want (as I have learned the hard way)
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"What do we have?" Susan asked, running to catch up with the gurney being pushed by the paramedics entering the ER.
"33 year old male. Head laceration and possible concussion. His car was rear-ended." Doris explained.
"On my count. One two three." Susan said as she and several others lifted the man from the gurney onto the other bed in a trauma room.
"Mr. Sobriki, do you know where you are?" Dr. Lewis asked the patient.
"Uh, the hospital. Where is my wife and daughter."
"They're fine. They were right behind us on the way in." Doris answered as she gathered her supplies and started to head out of the room. As she wheeled the gurney back out of the room, the door swung open and Abby walked in.
"Hey, do you need any help in here?" Abby asked Susan, not paying much attention to the man on the bed.
"No, I think I have it covered. Thanks." Susan responded shortly. Abby shrugged and turned around to walk back out of the room.
"Can I see my wife?" The patient asked impatiently. Abby froze at the sound of the voice. Slowly she turned to face him.
"I'll see what I can do. Abby, will you go see if Mrs. Sobriki is in chairs?" Abby didn't respond, and continued to just stare at the man. "Abby? You look like you've seen a ghost. What's the matter?"
"Dr. Lewis, can I see you outside for a moment?" Abby said quietly.
"Uh, sure. Please excuse me, I'll be right back." Susan said to the patient. She followed Abby out the doors and into another empty exam room.
"Do you know who that is?" Abby asked, as she wheeled around to look Susan in the face.
"Huh? Paul Sobriki? What, is he some kind of celebrity or something that I don't know about?"
"We can't let John see him." Abby rambled on, not paying attention to Susan's comment.
"Why? What does it matter to Carter?"
"God, you really don't know." Abby said exasperated.
"What?"
"Paul Sobriki. That's who…uh…stabbed Lucy and John."
"Oh my god." Susan said, covering her mouth with her hand.
"Is his name on the board? Carter can't see that he's here. We'll have to erase it. Who was helping you in there?"
"Of course his name is on the board. Uh, Malik was in there. And the other nurse whose name I always forget."
"If you see Carter, just distract him anyway you can. I'm sure you can think of something." Abby responded sarcastically.
"Thanks for telling me about Sobriki. I really had no idea."
"Of course you didn't. How would you?" Abby rolled her eyes and turned away, starting to walk out of the room.
"Abby…really…thank you." Susan said one last time.
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