Silent Chaos
Disclaimer: If ER were mine it would still be on.
Chapter 1:
Abby stood planted to the pavement below her feet unable to move along with the entire Chicago Police Department. Two shots rung out in the Chicago night and the police sergeant ordered his men to charge the roof. Abby's stomach dropped and tears began to form in her eyes.
"We've got a man down." Came out of the sergeant's radio.
Abby bolted towards the door and two police officers physically restrained her from entering the premises.
"Please I'm a doctor! I can help!" She pleaded with the sergeant.
"Ma'am I'm sorry but you're going to have to wait here."
She stared at the door for what seemed like a century waiting for her and Luka's fate to be determined. She heard the marching of police boots coming down the stairs and braced herself for the worst. A swarm of officers exited the building escorting a handcuffed Curtis Ames.
"Oh my God," Abby whispered under her breath.
They escorted Curtis towards the sergeant and he directed that they put him in a squad car. As Ames passed Abby she stared at him in shock.
"Now he knows how it feels," he said to her as he passed by. "I'm sorry Abby, he screwed up. He admitted it."
Abby lunged towards Ames trying to get a piece of him, "You bastard!"
It took two officers to drag her away from Ames kicking and screaming.
"I have to help Luka," she said exasperated.
"The paramedics are already up there," the sergeant said. "We haven't heard anything from them."
"Well I'm a doctor, I can help them!"
"Ma'am I really don't think you should go up there."
"Well you don't know me." She said as she ran to the house and bolted up the stairs.
Her heart raced and her legs felt like heavy pieces of lumber. She finally burst through the doors onto the roof and ran over to the paramedics who were packing up their supplies and putting Luka in a body bag. She stopped short, unable to take in the scene unfolding before her.
"No…no, no, no."
She slowly approached the body and dropped to her knees next to him, tears streaming down her face. She stroked his hair and put her warm hand on his cold cheek.
A young male paramedic approached her and kneeled down next to her, "Ma'am, I'm sorry. There was nothing we could do. It was a fatal head wound."
She shook her head in silence unable to process what was going on.
"We're going to move him now ma'am, I'm very sorry."
She watched as they packed Luka's body into a body bag and carried him off the roof. The young paramedic stayed behind with Abby who couldn't bring herself to move from her spot on the roof.
"What's your name ma'am?" he asked gently.
"Ab, Abby." She stammered.
"Okay Abby. I'm Ben. Let's get off this roof okay? You can ride with us to Mercy, get yourself checked out too."
"No."
"Excuse me?" Ben asked gently.
"No, we have to go to County General. We're doctors there." She whispered.
"County General it is then." Ben replied as he escorted Abby off the roof.