John stayed supported against his wall for a minute before attempting to move. 'Well, I wanted a sign and I sure received one' he thought when he finally moved away from the wall. John rose off the floor and walked over to the picture and whispered, "Thank you," before heading to bed.
Mark walked into the house toward the kitchen and stopped at the archway. Glen had Randy wrapped in a passionate making up kiss. When it looked like they were going to break, Mark "Ahem'd" and waited. They both looked his way; Randy smirked and said, "Soooo…." Mark sighed and admitted, "You were right. It felt good and it felt right," with that said he turned on both their smirking faces and went to take Dameon home.
The next morning John woke up and got ready for work. He was walking downstairs when his beeper went off. He looked at his beeper and quickly called in. He was told to get to the hospital because there had been a serious accident on the highway coming into town. 'Shit', he thought as he grabbed an apple and ran out to his car.
Arriving at the hospital in what he thought was record time and thanking god that he hadn't been pulled over, he ran into the ER. The emergency room was crowded and hectic, John was told to get go to the operating room. He walked into the room and noticed that his assistant and nurses were waiting on him. He walked to the bed and froze. There on the bed was a little girl whom bore a striking resemblance to Alisha.
The long brown hair, the shape of the face and John imagined big brown eyes staring at him. He stood there frozen; sweat starting to drip from his mask and the nurses trying to snap him out of his daze. "Dr. Cena," one of the nurses said, "What do you want us to do?"
All John could do was stand there until he felt a hand on his shoulder snapping him out of his daze. "Dr. Cena please go and help ER. I'll take over from here," Director Dr. Helmsley said.
John nodded and walked out of the room. As he walked down the hall he ripped his mask off and berated himself. He couldn't believe he had done something so unprofessional freezing up like that. He thought that maybe he was over what had happened or at least wouldn't freak out. He stopped at the corner of the hall and took a deep calming breath; he knew he couldn't walk out to the ER like he was. He also knew that Dr. Helmsley would want to talk to him after his shift.
The rest of the day he spent in ER helping them clear out the accident victims. It took them until two hours before quitting time to clear out or make sure the victims that had to stay were in rooms. The last two hours were just minor walk-ins. John was just coming out of one of the patients' room when Dr. Helmsley called him to his office.
He walked into the director's office and saw that Dr. Helmsley had his file out again. "Have a seat Dr. Cena," the Director said. John sat down and waited for the director to say something else.
"What happened in there, John?" a concerned Dr. Helmsley asked. John looked sadly and said, "I don't know. I – I just froze. She reminded me of Alisha."
"Well I can't have my top ER Doctor freezing every time he remembers an incident." "I know, I promise it won't happen again," John promised. "That's fine John, but because of the seriousness of this incident I have to give you a disciplinary action," Dr. Helmsley sadly said, "I'm giving you two weeks paid off to take care of what you need to. I don't care if you have to talk to someone, go visit your family, whatever, but I want this resolved when you come back. Do you understand me?" "Yes, sir," John answered as he started to stand up to leave. "John, I am sorry," Dr. Hemlsley said lastly. "I know, thank you," John said and walked out the door.
John walked dejectedly to his car got in and rested his head on the steering wheel. He actually felt lucky; the Director had every right to fire him. He had made a very amateur mistake; he should not have let his feelings come into play. He was just happy that the little girl was ok and that the Director had been there to take over. He started driving home and then changed his mind. He headed towards Randy's bar, he needed a couple of drinks to take his mind off the bad day he had.
John walked into the bar and gave a little smile when he saw Randy was tending it tonight. John found a seat at the bar and waited for Randy to get to him. The bar was a little busy and Randy was the only bartender. When Randy finally got to John, he gave a small smile and asked, "You have a bad day, John?" "Yea, you could say that," John answered, "Can I get a couple of beers to start with?" Randy gave him a sad smile and brought his beer to him saying, "The first one's on me."
A couple of hours and a few more beers later, Randy noticed that John had wandered out to the small dance floor. He smiled as he saw John dancing between a blond women and a blond man, then he frowned. He recognized one of John's dancing partners and pulled out his phone. He knew he might be getting involved again but he didn't want to see his friend get hurt. He dialed the number and as he waited for an answer, he noticed John's keys on the bar and grabbed them putting them in his pocket. Finally the person he was calling answered and all he said was, "Yea, I need you to come to the bar." After getting an affirmative answer, he waited keeping as close an eye on John as well as he could until help arrived.
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