Let it Snow...Let it Snow...Let it Snow
By: Jade14
Summary: Anthing can happen in a snowstorm.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nada.
Notes: This is another Dr. Dave sob story-BEWARE! No kids in this one though. A little bit more action than usual. Please review. I appreciate feedback.
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Dave Malucci fumbled his hand around in the dark for a few moments before finding the sleep function on his alarm. He had worked a sixteen hour shift the day before, and he was exhausted. He also wanted a little more time with his fiancé before he had to get up, even if she was asleep.
Dave turned back to her, and took her sleeping form into his arms once again. Jenny Alverez unconsiously moved back into Dave's arms, and he rested his cheek on the side of her head once again. Clutching the soft cotton of her nightclothes, the overworked doctor fell back into a deep sleep.
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" Malucci, your late!" Dave sighed. He had hoped to advoid Festus until he had at least two cups of coffee in his system, but today luck was just not on his side. Dr. Kerry Weaver had noticed him the second he walked into the ER.
" I know, Chief. I'm sorry."
" Get changed, you have patients." Kerry tapped her foot impatiently. "Now, Malucci!"
Dave sighed again and walked into the locker room. He put away his coat and was changing his scrubs when Carter walked in.
" Hey, Malucci, long night?" Carter smiled teasingly. He opened his locker and pulled out his labcoat, putting it over his suit. Dave turned to him, not wanting to put up with anyone right now.
" Shut up, Carter."
" Whoa, someones in a bad mood. How long are you on?" he asked, still trying to make civil conversation.
" Only six hours." Dave answered. " Weavers letting me off early today."
" Why?"
" I'm going sking with my family and some friends, and the bus leaves at six. So I'm off at 4:30."
" Weaver's giving you the day off to go skiing?" Carter asked disbelieving.
" I know, I was surprised too. She must be thanking me for covering your ass two days ago or something. You owe me four hours."
" I know, I know." Carter sighed.
" Also, when I walked into the lounge, that blonde pshycologist woman she has been hanging around with lately was walking out. Weaver looked pretty distracted, like she wanted to get me out of there right away. What do you think that was all about?" Carter shrugged.
" I don't know, but I hear she's gay."
" Really?" Carter nodded. " Do you think Weavers...?" Dave raised an eyebrow.
" I don't know but it certainly would explain a lot of things."
" That's for sure."
" MALUCCI!!" Dave winced at the Cheif's bekon.
" I'd better go." Dave walked out towards the desk. " See ya Carter."
" Okay, bye." Carter pinned on his name tag and headed in the opposite direction. Dave approached the desk catiously, trying to advoid Weaver. He was unsuccessful.
" Malucci, I'm letting you off early, and you hide out in the locker room for ten minutes? Show some gratitude, I'm doing you a favor!" Dave was starting to get annoyed. He was getting yelled at for no reason!
" But I wasn't-"
" No excuses, Malucci. Get to work. NOW!" Dave was about to turn away when he saw Mark Greene and Elizabeth Corday laughing at him from behind the desk.
" Done it again Malucci, huh?" Corday was teasing him.
" I don't know how I'd live without Malucci getting his ass whipped by Dr.Weaver." Mark Greene joined in.
" Just filles my heart with joy."
" Your so incompedent Malucci." Corday walked back behind the desk.
" Lousy doctor."
" Incompedent."
" Bad doctor."
" Stupid."
Of course, everyone stopped talking to him after Dr. Corday had first called him incompendant, but the echos of what everyone had been calling him for the past year and a half he had been working here were still coursing through his mind. He knew he wasn't able to take it anymore. And when Dr. Greene started another sarcastic remark about his medical skills, he snapped, taking Greene off gaurd with a punch to his face.
" Malucci! What the hell is wrong with you?" Weaver said, rushing back towards the scene. Dave saw Corday give him a look of disbelief as she tended to Greene, who had a hand over his left eye. Dave looked the other way, and saw security running over to see what was wrong followed closely by Romano, and Kovack. Dave knew they expected him to apoligize, or make up sme excuse, but he didn't.
" Why did you do that, Dave?" Kovack asked him.
" Because I felt like it." He answered. Everyone gave him lookes of discust and turned towards Greene, once again. No one noticed Dave walk away. And no one noticed him slip on the wet floor, not noticing the sign in his anger, until they heard the sickening crack of their co-worker's head hitting the edge of the desk, before crashing to the ground, unconcious.
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" Malucci?" Weaver limped over to him, and felt for a pulse. She sighed in relief, and looked over her shoulder. " Get a gurney!"
As the nurses and doctors rushed to comply, Luka walked over.
" He's going to need stitches." Luka observed, looking at the gash above Dave's left eye.
Kerry nodded in agreement.
" And order a head CT. He fell pretty hard." Luka nodded, then helped put Dave onto a gurney. They wheeled him into trauma one, passing Greene as they went.
" Are you okay?" Kerry asked him.
" Yeah, I'll be fine." he answered. Kerry nodded and continued to walk to trauma one behind Dave.
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Six hours later, the staff had already been back to work for quite awhile, though still worried about Dave.
" Should't he be awake by now?" Carter asked, worried about his friend. Randi and Elizabeth shrugged.
" He could wake up anytime." Elizabeth answered him, not really caring.
" I hope he's okay." Malik said, waling up to them. He then looked towards the door, and whistled softly. " Incomming."
Everyone turned to look at the beautiful woman that had just walked into the door. She had flawless tan skin and long silky black hair. She walked straight towards the desk, looking quite annoyed. She spoke to Elizabeth in a thick Spanish accent.
" Excuse me, is Dave Malucci still on? He was supposed to be home an hour ago."
" He fell and hit his head earlier today." Elizabeth told her. " He's still unconcious." The girl's face immediatly showed fear and concern where anger and annoyance were earlier.
" Oh G_d. Is he alright?"
" Yes. The head CT came back normal. We're just waiting for him to wake up."
" Can I see him?" She asked.
" I'm sorry Miss-?"
" Jenny Alverez."
" Miss Alverez. Family only." Elizabeth was about to walk away, when the girl spoke up.
" We are family. We're engaged. Dosn't that count?
" Well, yes..." Malik interuppted Elizabeth.
" Your engaged?"
" Yes."
" To Dave?" Randi asked, unbelieving.
" Yes." Jenny held up her left hand and showed them her ring.
" Well, I guess you can see him then." Carter said. "This way." he lead her off towards the exam room that Dave was in. The rest of the staff just looked at each other,
" ENGAGED?!"
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Carter led Jenny into Dave's room. She sat on the side of his bed, took his hands in hers, and kissed him on the forehead, careful to advoid the stiches.
" You didn't tell me he had stiches." She said to Carter, her eyes not leaving Dave's face.
" Sorry. How long have yu two been dating? If you don't mind me asking."
" I don't mind. Eight months. We've been engaged for one month. He's going to be okay, right?"
" We'll know for sure when he wakes up." she nodded in acceptance.
" I'd like to be alone with him right now, if you don't mind." Carter nodded and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Jenny turned back towards Dave and ran her hand lightly along his face.
" Dos no ser asustado. Soy aqui, carino. Sueno bien. Yo amor tu." Jenny sat down in a chair, and waited for her fiancé to wake up.
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