Author- no_1gal@hotmail.com
Summary- Abby and Susan are injured when a car crashes into the ambulance bay. CARBY!
Disclaimer- None of the characters in the story belong to me (except the driver). If they did Carter and Abby would have been together along time ago.
Someone Special
Valentines Day. That dreaded time of the year had come around again. Every year since the stabbing, people are cautious around me on this day. Like I'm some fragile glass that will break if it's put under too much pressure. Even Kerry seems to worry. I know they have good reason to worry and if I were put in their place I would probably act the same. It just gets so damn annoying.
This year, however, I have got something very special planned. I can finally look forward to the holiday of love. Abby and I have been seeing each other for about three months now and I have planned a surprise for tonight. We got together almost immediately after the lockdown. And boy, what a time we've been having.
I'm pretty sure that most people in the ER have sensed the change in our relationship. Neither of us tries to hide the longing looks we send each other or even try to stop the gossiping. To be honest, I want the world to know. I want to stand on the roof and shout out how much I love this woman. And, without sounding too stuck up, I think we make the perfect couple.
I think that for along time we've known that we could have had the most perfect relationship in the world. And it scared us both to the point of denying that we were attracted to each other. We knew that once we started, that was it. There was no getting out. It was forever. I won't deny that that thought doesn't scare me but to lose Abby now would be like losing my mind. I couldn't live without her.
Even now, as I sit at Doc Magoos waiting for her, I know that she is my soulmate and the most important thing in the world to me.
Finally I see her small form rushing over here, escaping the clutches of the ER She smiles as she sees me sitting at the window watching her. I return the smile before I become mesmerised by this wonderful woman. Her brown locks of hair are clipped up messily so that some falls round her perfectly shaped face. The scrubs she wears do absolutely nothing for her curved figure that lurks beneath them.
She walks up to the table were I am sitting and smiles down at me. She does that every time we eat together at Docs. I'm pretty sure she just likes the fact that for once, she can feel taller than me. I don't believe that she wants to feel she has control of the relationship. Neither one of us could manage that. That is why it is so perfect. Like the two of us just belong together. Which I'm sure we do.
"Hey," She greets me in her usual fashion. She sits herself down opposites me and orders a coffee from the waitress who conveniently made her way over. I order a coffee too. We sit for a minute and just look at each other. My eyes are transfixed on her lips. She trying desperately hard not to laugh and her bottom lip keeps twitching.
The waitress arrives to soon for my liking and my eyes are forced to look Abby in the eye. Even now, three months into our relationship, I still get this butterfly feeling in my stomach whenever she smiles. Or when she looks at me in a certain way. It truly is amazing.
I realise that I've been staring at her too long and she is starting to get nervous. She puts her hands to her hair, checking that nothing there is out of place. That brings a smile to my face.
"What?" Her voice is so beautiful, "What are you staring at?" She breaks eye contact and I am forced to look away from the beauty that is Abby.
"You." She blushes. I love it when I can do that to her. She stares at the coffee mug held between her little hands. "How's your day been?" I swear if I could spend every second of my life with Abby, it wouldn't be long enough.
"Too long. And I've still got three hours left. I don't know if I'll be able to control myself if I get another diarrhoea patient." She smiled and I laughed. The moments I treasured in life were the moments like this. Abby and I. Talking. Laughing. Being together.
"Well, I am off now," She scowled at me for rubbing it in. "And I plan to use every minute of it to prepare for our special evening tonight." I let my hands cover hers and she turns hers round, so that we are holding hands.
The moment is ruined by Susan's unfortunate arrival. Not that I don't enjoy Susan's company. In fact, I love spending time with Susan. It's just that this is my time with Abby. Not Susan.
"Hey you two lovebirds," she smiles at us and we both return the smile. Abby lets my hands slip from hers. I miss the contact but I know that I will get a lot more contact later on. "Well," Susan continues, "I don't mean to interrupt," too late, I think to myself, but keep quite. She turns to Abby, "Weaver wants you. There's a GSW coming in. However, I'm pretty sure she just wants to ruin everyone else's day." Both Abby and I send her confused glances urging her to continue. "Sandy has to work tonight. Kerry won't have anyone to spend Valentines with. She's out to get everyone who crosses her path." We all smile. It has become common knowledge that Kerry is dating Sandy. She's a nice woman.
"I better get going." I nod. I don't want her to go but I don't want her to get in Kerry's bad books. She leans over and kisses my cheek. "Y'know," she says as she puts her coat on, "I got something to tell you to. It's going to be quite a shock though." Susan doesn't appear surprised by our closeness but I know that deep down she is. She never thought we'd ever get together. Well, we proved her wrong.
As Abby and Susan leave, I find myself once again watching them. Well, more watching Abby but what's that matter. Then I see it. It's moving fast. Too fast. Headed straight for the ambulance bay. Headed straight for Abby. I jump out of my seat and run for the door. I know I'm too late. The tires screech as the driver puts the brakes on. There's no effect. The noise is deafening as the still tires are thrown across the icy ground.
From then on it's a blur. Snow is falling and obscuring my vision. Not enough to stop me from seeing the impact. The car turns to the right and hits Abby and Susan full on. They both go flying. I hear myself call out but it doesn't seem to register. My legs keep moving. I hear shout, calls coming from the other side of the car. Kerry's there along with Deb and Pratt. Gallant and Luka hang back, the shock of what's happening not sinking in.
The cars on fire and so are the two ambulances on either side of it. I'll have to take the long way round. By the time I get there, surgeons are working on both Abby and Susan. Elizabeth is working on Susan and Romano is with Abby. Frank's at the desk staring at me. I probably look like a wreck but I don't care. Two of the most important people in my life are in danger of dying. The realisation hits home hard. I feel my eyes well up with tears.
I slowly move towards the Trauma Rooms. I look in at Susan in Trauma One. Luka, Gallant and Elizabeth are working on her. She's hooked up to so many machines, all of which seem foreign to me now.
Time then seems to move in slow motion. I turn and walk toward Trauma Two. Abby's room. I see her in the window. She looks so vulnerable. Machines beep around her, informing everyone of her condition. I stand at the door watching. Helpless. I'm so afraid. What if she doesn't make it? Tonight was supposed to be special. I was going to propose.
Suddenly, Kerry is in front of me. "John," Her voice seems so far away. As if it isn't me she's talking to. "John, I need to know how far along Abby is." That got my attention. How far along she is? That would mean.
"Y'know, I've got something to tell you to. It's going o be quite a shock though."
Oh God! Abby's pregnant. "What?" I reply, shocked. The tears that I've held back for so long now roll freely down my face. Kerry must have realised that I didn't know because she looks so guilty. "Oh, Carter! I thought. I thought you knew. I. I'm sorry." She looks down and for a minute I see anger in her eyes. I don't know why she is angry, or whom she is angry with. It is quickly replaced with sorrow. She places her hand on my arm, offering what little comfort that she can. Then she was gone. Back to help save Abby's life.
I watch as she talks to them. Some send me sympathetic glances, others don't. It doesn't really matter. I don't notice. All I want is someone to tell me that my girl, my Abby, is going to be okay.
They're moving her now, up to the OR I suspect. Even Romano gives me a pat on the back. "I'll do my best." He says it so quietly that I am positive I was the only one who heard. It means so much to hear him say that. Then, he to is leaving, along with Abby. His words, however, are not enough to quell the aching in my chest. Only the news that both Abby and Susan will live could do that. Susan. I have to check on her.
Before I can even move, she is being wheeled out of the Trauma Room and towards the elevator. Luka comes and stands next to me. He looks so tired. I can see the worry in his eyes though. He still cares for Abby. I know that. I also know that he and Susan have become extremely good friends. Not in the romantic sense. Not like Abby and me. They could never be like us.
"They'll make it." It is a statement, meant to calm my nerves. Yet I'm not sure if he is quite as convinced as he sounds. However, I don't want to appear like the pessimist. So I nod and attempt I smile. I'm not sure if I spoke. I guess it was more of a mumble. Then he leaves and I am once again left on my own. Right now, I should be on a date in the most expensive restaurant in town with the woman I love, proposing to her. Hearing her nervous laughter as she tries to tell me that we're going to be parents. Finishing our food and then walking home, hand in hand. And when we get home, we would make love all through the night before falling in to a peaceful slumber wrapped in each other's arms.
Instead, here I am, waiting to be told if two of the women that I love are going to live or die. The elevator doors open and a woman in surgical scrubs appears. Kerry notices her as well and makes her way over. They share a brief conversation and I see relief on her face. Then a mixture of panic and confusion crosses her face. My feet are rooted to the floor as I watch the scene between the two. Finally Kerry starts heading over to see me. I don't know if I'm ready to hear what she has to say. I've sat for two hours and prepared myself for the worst but now, now I don't think I could handle it if the words that come out of Kerry's month are bad news. As she closes the distance between us, I can feel my heart thumping. I am afraid that at any moment it could just burst out of my chest.
Finally, Kerry stands before me, her eyes unreadable. "John, they've just finished working on Susan. She had three broken ribs and a collapsed lung but they've managed to repair it. Her left leg was broken in three places but it should heal just fine. She is breathing on her own and they say that at any moment she could wake up." Kerry smiles and I suddenly see how much she cares about Susan. It's understandable. Ever since Susan met Sandy, the three of them have just really struck it off. Never saw that coming.
"What about Abby?" The look in her eyes tells me everything. It's not good. She didn't survive. She lost the baby. I wish someone would just tell me.
Kerry is still looking at me. She is obviously worried. Everyone in the department is. However, Kerry has become like a surrogate mother to Abby. Abby would never admit it and I doubt Kerry would either. Maybe it's because of Abby's mom. I'll never know. I just hope that if, no when, Abby gets better, they'll talk more.
"John, they're still working on Abby. With the," She looks at the floor and I know that this is hard for her but the pause is more for my benefit. "With the baby there were more complications. She didn't break any ribs but she did break her right arm in two places and her right leg was also broken although I don't know how bad it is." I could see the battle going on beneath her cool exterior. Should she tell me the details or wait to see if Abby was okay. Finally she opted for the one rooted in the friendship we have developed. "Right now, their more worried about the blood loss than anything else. She had a deep contusion on her back and, although I don't know much, I know that that's what Robert's concentrating on."
Finally, reality was hitting home. Abby, the love of his life, his soul mate, could never walk out of this hospital. It was a hard truth to accept. I was breathing hard and in the distance, I could hear the worried voice of Kerry Weaver ringing in my ears. She didn't matter. Nothing mattered if Abby wasn't there. Nobody mattered. That's when everything went black.
I groaned loudly as I came to. My first thought was to check on Abby. Then I remembered. The accident. The baby. Susan. Abby. "Carter. Carter." Someone keeps calling, over and over. I want to tell them to go away. I don't want to face reality. Not if it means losing people you love. "John. Wake up. "I know they aren't going to go away, so I give in and slowly open my eyes. Chuny's face hovers above mine. "Hey Carter. You had us worried for a minute. You okay?" I try and attempt an answer but find that I am unable to talk with my mouth so dry.
She smiles and hands me a glass of water. I gratefully accept. The one thing on my mind is Abby. I have to know if she's okay. "Chuny, how's Abby?" It's a simple question but Chuny seems to ponder on it. That's why I start to think something's wrong. "What is it?" The possibilities are too much for me to handle. So I just ignore them and try to find the truth.
"She's upstairs." She pauses for what seems like an eternity. "In the ICU both her and the baby are recovering just fine. The doctors still want to keep an eye on her though. Her back was a real mess. She was lucky that she landed on her back though. Doc said that if she landed on her stomach, both she and the baby, well, they wouldn't be here for us to fuss over." I smile for the first time that day. "Plus, while you were sleeping, Susan woke up. She's not really aloud visitors but I'm sure if you ask Romano nicely enough, he'll let you through."
I am up and at the door in a two seconds. Before I go though, I have to ask one question. "Uh, Chuny, how long have I been out off it?" Another simple question. She smiles and shakes her head slightly.
"Carter, you were just asleep. Weaver said you had probably exhausted yourself worrying." That does not surprise me. She was probably right. Just as I am about to leave I hear Chuny again. "Oh, and Carter, you be 'out of it' for two hours. Mental Exhaustion." She says something else but I have no idea what. I am nearly at the stairs when Weaver sees me running. "Hey Carter, calm down. I don't want to have to haul your ass to bed again, okay?" She has her authority voice back and I know not to mess with her. Her face softens and she smiles at me. "Good to hear about Abby. I'm glad to hear that they both survived." Suddenly I realise that I have no idea what happened to the driver.
Just as Kerry is turning away I voice my thoughts to her. "What happened to the Driver?" The anger returns to Kerry's face for a brief second but disappears just as quickly.
"He died in the car. He was high on ecstasy. Mix that with the amount of alcohol he had and it was a lethal combination. He was probably dead before contact was made." The look on her face tells me that there's more, so I question her.
"Is there something else?" She looks at her feet and then looks back up at me.
"There was a note, saying why he had to do it. Law student who couldn't hack it. He had planned to drive into the ambulance bay because he had wanted to do medicine but had been turned down. Turns out he didn't have the brain to go with his ambitions." Right away, I felt myself get angry. Because some miss-fit hadn't been accepted into med.-school, he had tried to kill two women. Selfish idiot.
I nod a thanks at Kerry before turning to make my way upstairs. Where I can finally look upon the face of my beautiful girlfriend. First stop, Susan's room.
Summary- Abby and Susan are injured when a car crashes into the ambulance bay. CARBY!
Disclaimer- None of the characters in the story belong to me (except the driver). If they did Carter and Abby would have been together along time ago.
Someone Special
Valentines Day. That dreaded time of the year had come around again. Every year since the stabbing, people are cautious around me on this day. Like I'm some fragile glass that will break if it's put under too much pressure. Even Kerry seems to worry. I know they have good reason to worry and if I were put in their place I would probably act the same. It just gets so damn annoying.
This year, however, I have got something very special planned. I can finally look forward to the holiday of love. Abby and I have been seeing each other for about three months now and I have planned a surprise for tonight. We got together almost immediately after the lockdown. And boy, what a time we've been having.
I'm pretty sure that most people in the ER have sensed the change in our relationship. Neither of us tries to hide the longing looks we send each other or even try to stop the gossiping. To be honest, I want the world to know. I want to stand on the roof and shout out how much I love this woman. And, without sounding too stuck up, I think we make the perfect couple.
I think that for along time we've known that we could have had the most perfect relationship in the world. And it scared us both to the point of denying that we were attracted to each other. We knew that once we started, that was it. There was no getting out. It was forever. I won't deny that that thought doesn't scare me but to lose Abby now would be like losing my mind. I couldn't live without her.
Even now, as I sit at Doc Magoos waiting for her, I know that she is my soulmate and the most important thing in the world to me.
Finally I see her small form rushing over here, escaping the clutches of the ER She smiles as she sees me sitting at the window watching her. I return the smile before I become mesmerised by this wonderful woman. Her brown locks of hair are clipped up messily so that some falls round her perfectly shaped face. The scrubs she wears do absolutely nothing for her curved figure that lurks beneath them.
She walks up to the table were I am sitting and smiles down at me. She does that every time we eat together at Docs. I'm pretty sure she just likes the fact that for once, she can feel taller than me. I don't believe that she wants to feel she has control of the relationship. Neither one of us could manage that. That is why it is so perfect. Like the two of us just belong together. Which I'm sure we do.
"Hey," She greets me in her usual fashion. She sits herself down opposites me and orders a coffee from the waitress who conveniently made her way over. I order a coffee too. We sit for a minute and just look at each other. My eyes are transfixed on her lips. She trying desperately hard not to laugh and her bottom lip keeps twitching.
The waitress arrives to soon for my liking and my eyes are forced to look Abby in the eye. Even now, three months into our relationship, I still get this butterfly feeling in my stomach whenever she smiles. Or when she looks at me in a certain way. It truly is amazing.
I realise that I've been staring at her too long and she is starting to get nervous. She puts her hands to her hair, checking that nothing there is out of place. That brings a smile to my face.
"What?" Her voice is so beautiful, "What are you staring at?" She breaks eye contact and I am forced to look away from the beauty that is Abby.
"You." She blushes. I love it when I can do that to her. She stares at the coffee mug held between her little hands. "How's your day been?" I swear if I could spend every second of my life with Abby, it wouldn't be long enough.
"Too long. And I've still got three hours left. I don't know if I'll be able to control myself if I get another diarrhoea patient." She smiled and I laughed. The moments I treasured in life were the moments like this. Abby and I. Talking. Laughing. Being together.
"Well, I am off now," She scowled at me for rubbing it in. "And I plan to use every minute of it to prepare for our special evening tonight." I let my hands cover hers and she turns hers round, so that we are holding hands.
The moment is ruined by Susan's unfortunate arrival. Not that I don't enjoy Susan's company. In fact, I love spending time with Susan. It's just that this is my time with Abby. Not Susan.
"Hey you two lovebirds," she smiles at us and we both return the smile. Abby lets my hands slip from hers. I miss the contact but I know that I will get a lot more contact later on. "Well," Susan continues, "I don't mean to interrupt," too late, I think to myself, but keep quite. She turns to Abby, "Weaver wants you. There's a GSW coming in. However, I'm pretty sure she just wants to ruin everyone else's day." Both Abby and I send her confused glances urging her to continue. "Sandy has to work tonight. Kerry won't have anyone to spend Valentines with. She's out to get everyone who crosses her path." We all smile. It has become common knowledge that Kerry is dating Sandy. She's a nice woman.
"I better get going." I nod. I don't want her to go but I don't want her to get in Kerry's bad books. She leans over and kisses my cheek. "Y'know," she says as she puts her coat on, "I got something to tell you to. It's going to be quite a shock though." Susan doesn't appear surprised by our closeness but I know that deep down she is. She never thought we'd ever get together. Well, we proved her wrong.
As Abby and Susan leave, I find myself once again watching them. Well, more watching Abby but what's that matter. Then I see it. It's moving fast. Too fast. Headed straight for the ambulance bay. Headed straight for Abby. I jump out of my seat and run for the door. I know I'm too late. The tires screech as the driver puts the brakes on. There's no effect. The noise is deafening as the still tires are thrown across the icy ground.
From then on it's a blur. Snow is falling and obscuring my vision. Not enough to stop me from seeing the impact. The car turns to the right and hits Abby and Susan full on. They both go flying. I hear myself call out but it doesn't seem to register. My legs keep moving. I hear shout, calls coming from the other side of the car. Kerry's there along with Deb and Pratt. Gallant and Luka hang back, the shock of what's happening not sinking in.
The cars on fire and so are the two ambulances on either side of it. I'll have to take the long way round. By the time I get there, surgeons are working on both Abby and Susan. Elizabeth is working on Susan and Romano is with Abby. Frank's at the desk staring at me. I probably look like a wreck but I don't care. Two of the most important people in my life are in danger of dying. The realisation hits home hard. I feel my eyes well up with tears.
I slowly move towards the Trauma Rooms. I look in at Susan in Trauma One. Luka, Gallant and Elizabeth are working on her. She's hooked up to so many machines, all of which seem foreign to me now.
Time then seems to move in slow motion. I turn and walk toward Trauma Two. Abby's room. I see her in the window. She looks so vulnerable. Machines beep around her, informing everyone of her condition. I stand at the door watching. Helpless. I'm so afraid. What if she doesn't make it? Tonight was supposed to be special. I was going to propose.
Suddenly, Kerry is in front of me. "John," Her voice seems so far away. As if it isn't me she's talking to. "John, I need to know how far along Abby is." That got my attention. How far along she is? That would mean.
"Y'know, I've got something to tell you to. It's going o be quite a shock though."
Oh God! Abby's pregnant. "What?" I reply, shocked. The tears that I've held back for so long now roll freely down my face. Kerry must have realised that I didn't know because she looks so guilty. "Oh, Carter! I thought. I thought you knew. I. I'm sorry." She looks down and for a minute I see anger in her eyes. I don't know why she is angry, or whom she is angry with. It is quickly replaced with sorrow. She places her hand on my arm, offering what little comfort that she can. Then she was gone. Back to help save Abby's life.
I watch as she talks to them. Some send me sympathetic glances, others don't. It doesn't really matter. I don't notice. All I want is someone to tell me that my girl, my Abby, is going to be okay.
They're moving her now, up to the OR I suspect. Even Romano gives me a pat on the back. "I'll do my best." He says it so quietly that I am positive I was the only one who heard. It means so much to hear him say that. Then, he to is leaving, along with Abby. His words, however, are not enough to quell the aching in my chest. Only the news that both Abby and Susan will live could do that. Susan. I have to check on her.
Before I can even move, she is being wheeled out of the Trauma Room and towards the elevator. Luka comes and stands next to me. He looks so tired. I can see the worry in his eyes though. He still cares for Abby. I know that. I also know that he and Susan have become extremely good friends. Not in the romantic sense. Not like Abby and me. They could never be like us.
"They'll make it." It is a statement, meant to calm my nerves. Yet I'm not sure if he is quite as convinced as he sounds. However, I don't want to appear like the pessimist. So I nod and attempt I smile. I'm not sure if I spoke. I guess it was more of a mumble. Then he leaves and I am once again left on my own. Right now, I should be on a date in the most expensive restaurant in town with the woman I love, proposing to her. Hearing her nervous laughter as she tries to tell me that we're going to be parents. Finishing our food and then walking home, hand in hand. And when we get home, we would make love all through the night before falling in to a peaceful slumber wrapped in each other's arms.
Instead, here I am, waiting to be told if two of the women that I love are going to live or die. The elevator doors open and a woman in surgical scrubs appears. Kerry notices her as well and makes her way over. They share a brief conversation and I see relief on her face. Then a mixture of panic and confusion crosses her face. My feet are rooted to the floor as I watch the scene between the two. Finally Kerry starts heading over to see me. I don't know if I'm ready to hear what she has to say. I've sat for two hours and prepared myself for the worst but now, now I don't think I could handle it if the words that come out of Kerry's month are bad news. As she closes the distance between us, I can feel my heart thumping. I am afraid that at any moment it could just burst out of my chest.
Finally, Kerry stands before me, her eyes unreadable. "John, they've just finished working on Susan. She had three broken ribs and a collapsed lung but they've managed to repair it. Her left leg was broken in three places but it should heal just fine. She is breathing on her own and they say that at any moment she could wake up." Kerry smiles and I suddenly see how much she cares about Susan. It's understandable. Ever since Susan met Sandy, the three of them have just really struck it off. Never saw that coming.
"What about Abby?" The look in her eyes tells me everything. It's not good. She didn't survive. She lost the baby. I wish someone would just tell me.
Kerry is still looking at me. She is obviously worried. Everyone in the department is. However, Kerry has become like a surrogate mother to Abby. Abby would never admit it and I doubt Kerry would either. Maybe it's because of Abby's mom. I'll never know. I just hope that if, no when, Abby gets better, they'll talk more.
"John, they're still working on Abby. With the," She looks at the floor and I know that this is hard for her but the pause is more for my benefit. "With the baby there were more complications. She didn't break any ribs but she did break her right arm in two places and her right leg was also broken although I don't know how bad it is." I could see the battle going on beneath her cool exterior. Should she tell me the details or wait to see if Abby was okay. Finally she opted for the one rooted in the friendship we have developed. "Right now, their more worried about the blood loss than anything else. She had a deep contusion on her back and, although I don't know much, I know that that's what Robert's concentrating on."
Finally, reality was hitting home. Abby, the love of his life, his soul mate, could never walk out of this hospital. It was a hard truth to accept. I was breathing hard and in the distance, I could hear the worried voice of Kerry Weaver ringing in my ears. She didn't matter. Nothing mattered if Abby wasn't there. Nobody mattered. That's when everything went black.
I groaned loudly as I came to. My first thought was to check on Abby. Then I remembered. The accident. The baby. Susan. Abby. "Carter. Carter." Someone keeps calling, over and over. I want to tell them to go away. I don't want to face reality. Not if it means losing people you love. "John. Wake up. "I know they aren't going to go away, so I give in and slowly open my eyes. Chuny's face hovers above mine. "Hey Carter. You had us worried for a minute. You okay?" I try and attempt an answer but find that I am unable to talk with my mouth so dry.
She smiles and hands me a glass of water. I gratefully accept. The one thing on my mind is Abby. I have to know if she's okay. "Chuny, how's Abby?" It's a simple question but Chuny seems to ponder on it. That's why I start to think something's wrong. "What is it?" The possibilities are too much for me to handle. So I just ignore them and try to find the truth.
"She's upstairs." She pauses for what seems like an eternity. "In the ICU both her and the baby are recovering just fine. The doctors still want to keep an eye on her though. Her back was a real mess. She was lucky that she landed on her back though. Doc said that if she landed on her stomach, both she and the baby, well, they wouldn't be here for us to fuss over." I smile for the first time that day. "Plus, while you were sleeping, Susan woke up. She's not really aloud visitors but I'm sure if you ask Romano nicely enough, he'll let you through."
I am up and at the door in a two seconds. Before I go though, I have to ask one question. "Uh, Chuny, how long have I been out off it?" Another simple question. She smiles and shakes her head slightly.
"Carter, you were just asleep. Weaver said you had probably exhausted yourself worrying." That does not surprise me. She was probably right. Just as I am about to leave I hear Chuny again. "Oh, and Carter, you be 'out of it' for two hours. Mental Exhaustion." She says something else but I have no idea what. I am nearly at the stairs when Weaver sees me running. "Hey Carter, calm down. I don't want to have to haul your ass to bed again, okay?" She has her authority voice back and I know not to mess with her. Her face softens and she smiles at me. "Good to hear about Abby. I'm glad to hear that they both survived." Suddenly I realise that I have no idea what happened to the driver.
Just as Kerry is turning away I voice my thoughts to her. "What happened to the Driver?" The anger returns to Kerry's face for a brief second but disappears just as quickly.
"He died in the car. He was high on ecstasy. Mix that with the amount of alcohol he had and it was a lethal combination. He was probably dead before contact was made." The look on her face tells me that there's more, so I question her.
"Is there something else?" She looks at her feet and then looks back up at me.
"There was a note, saying why he had to do it. Law student who couldn't hack it. He had planned to drive into the ambulance bay because he had wanted to do medicine but had been turned down. Turns out he didn't have the brain to go with his ambitions." Right away, I felt myself get angry. Because some miss-fit hadn't been accepted into med.-school, he had tried to kill two women. Selfish idiot.
I nod a thanks at Kerry before turning to make my way upstairs. Where I can finally look upon the face of my beautiful girlfriend. First stop, Susan's room.