Hi everyone! I want to say a quick thank you to everyone that wrote a review and to the ones that helped me fix several mistakes that I had made in my writing. For Chapter 2, I have decided to write in Johnny's POV. I was going to switch to Roy's POV at the end and make this chapter longer, but I thought it might get to confusing. Another thing is that I will be leaving for dance camp (a.k.a. hell on Earth) tomorrow and I will be back Sunday afternoon. Depending on how tired I am determines whether or not I will start on Chapter 3 Sunday or wait until Monday. Again, thanks for reading my story, and please review! I love getting reviews and knowing what you all think! : )
Disclaimer: I do not own "Emergency!" or any of these characters except Dr. Valerie Parker. Also, I am not a doctor, nor have I ever been trained in the medical field, so my info such as vital signs, diagnostics, and prescriptions may not, and probably are not accurate. But I do try and do research beforehand so I can get as accurate as possible. If I do make a mistake, and you know the correct info, please let me know and I will change it! I want to make my story as accurate as possible!
Chapter 2
Johnny's Point of View
My mind was spinning. For one I was angry that this "unknown rescue" was just a bunch of teenagers playing a joke on one another, and two was that I almost just asked out my boss. I know Dr. Parker, or Valerie isn't technically my boss. But as of now she is still one of the people in charge.
When Roy and I arrived back to the station I just sat in the Squad by myself for a moment with my mouth hanging open in shock. I could feel my body tense up when I suddenly sensed the presence of someone standing just to the right of me. I slowly turned my head to find Chet Kelly staring at me. "Hi'ya Johnny." I rolled my eyes in annoyance and answered back in a low, uninterested tone, "Hi Chet." Chet always would chime in when he knew something was wrong, just to aggravate me. I knew as long as I was going to sit here, Chet was just going to stand there and watch me. I got out of the Squad, rudely nudging Chet out of the way, and hastily made my way into the kitchen where I could smell Marco's chili cooking on the stove. I flopped myself down in chair at the table. Everyone turned to stare at me. Cap began looking around trying to judge each other's expressions and eventually sighed. "Alright Johnny, what wrong?"
"Why is it that you all always seem to think there's something wrong with me? See, I'm in a good mood." I smiled for more emphasis. Cap paused for a second not buying anything I said, and turned to Roy, "Roy, what's up with Johnny?" I looked at Roy and gave him a look that warned him not to say anything. Roy just laughed, "Well, to me it seems like Johnny's having some girl problems again. There's a new doctor in the ER at Rampart." Everyone looked confused. Of all people Chet questioned Roy's statements, "What does a new doctor have to do with Johnny's girl problems?" Roy emphasized, "SHE is the problem." Chet began chuckling, "This is great!"
"You know what Chet, I don't think this is all that funny," I snapped. Before Chet could reply, Cap asked, "Well John what's the problem? You never have any trouble like this with your nurses." I could hear Chet under his breath say, "Except for when they dump him." I shot him a look and continued on with answering Cap's question, "That's the thing; I always go for nurses…not doctors. See a doctor wants to date another doctor, not a paramedic."
"That's ridiculous, you don't know anything about who she wants to date. You just met her 30 minutes ago. I mean she's still a pretty girl, right?"
"Yeah, of course. If she wasn't we wouldn't be discussing this now would we?"
"Then give it a shot. What's the worst thing that could happen?" Once again, Chet interjected, "Yeah Gage, what is the worst thing that could happen? You've already been turned down a dumped enough." I shot him another look, but before I could say anything they alarm sounded. "Station 51 and Engine 8, structure fire. 1013 Industrial Parkway. Timeout 12:30." I quickly forgot about all of my problems and focused on the fire we were responding to. I ran and got in the Squad just as I was hearing Cap say, "Station 51, KMG-365." By the time I had my helmet on, Roy had already started the Squad and we were heading out to our second call of the day.
We were about half way there when we heard the dispatcher over our radio say, "Squad 51, cancel. Squad 45 is responding." Both Roy and I sighed, "Not again." Roy replied, "Well, let's make some use of our time and stop by Rampart for more supplies. We didn't get any last time we were there." I looked out the window to see Roy pulling into Rampart Emergency. I was not about to go in there and almost make a fool out of myself again. "Roy, why don't you go in and I'll stay out here and organize some of these records." Roy suspiciously looked at me, "You never volunteer to organize the records."
"Well consider this your lucky day."