Enter A Stranger
Part 7: It's All Relative

Disclaimer: I do not own ER or any of the characters that are mentioned in this story, except for Maria and Mykalla which are purely fictional. If you do not like this story please be a responsible reader and review it otherwise I will not know what you have to say.

Note: This is my first fanfic so bear with me, I am still trying to figure everything out.

Summary: Mark and Elizabeth get a new housemate and are forced to incorporate her into their lives.


Chleo rode the elevator back down to the ER. She had taken Mykalla up to the sixth floor to be with Elizabeth. Mark had explained to her why Mykalla was so emotional earlier. Chleo could relate, she had the same reaction when Peter's nephew died. The elevator doors opened and Chleo headed towards the admit desk. She saw Malucci sitting there doing nothing while patients were waiting to be seen. She approached him but before she could reprimand him he stood up. "Don't say anything. I just needed a minute to calm down ok. I'm going." He grabbed a chart and went off to see patients.

"What was that about?" asked Luka. He has also been at the desk, and saw the last scene.

"I heard he just got told his cousin died this afternoon," said Haleh coming over to the desk. "Supposedly she was in the shooting at the restaurant on Friday and crashed earlier today. He's going to be serious for a change today."

Chleo left the conversation not interested in the gossip. Going to check on one of her patients, Chleo entered Exam 2. Malucci was in there checking on another patient. "Dave aren't you on break now?"

"No, and besides, I would rather just keep going. Keep my mind off personal things."

"Sure. If you want to take a break just let me know, I'll cover for you."

"Thanks Chleo. Did you find out how Dr. Corday is doing?"

"She's gonna be fine. They're keeping her in the OB wing for observation, but other than that everything's ok. Hey, I also found some stuff out about the kid from before."

"Mykalla? What was bothering her?"

"It seems her best friend dies this afternoon, she was in the shooting on Friday and crashed earlier today. She came down while they were trying to revive her."

"Oh," said Malucci. "Umm... I got other patients to see. Talk to you later." Malucci left the room and entered the men's room. He squatted on the floor and leaned against the wall with his head in his hands. "Dave, pull yourself together. Maria died, there's nothing that you can do for her now. Get a hold of yourself, there's other patients to see. Your not the only one who lost someone today. Finish your shift and then you can go home and crash," he thought. He jumped when he heard someone enter the room.

"Dave? Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Sure thing Dr. Greene. What's up?"

"Thanks for staying with Mykalla earlier. She was really upset and didn't want to be alone."

"it was no problem Dr. Greene. If you don't mind me asking, what was bothering her?"

"Her friend Maria was in ICU and started to crash in front of her. Elizabeth told her to come and find me, but I was with a patient."

"Oh, that had to be tough on a kid."

"Just a bit, and then came the whole incident at the crash site. She thinks that what happened to Elizabeth is all her fault... the three of us are all blaming ourselves for it, especially Elizabeth."

"You guys have nothing to worry about... I have to go see a coupla patients. Tell Elizabeth that I hope she is better soon."

"I will. Malucci, if you get a chance, can you do me a favor. Can you talk to Mykalla. She won't talk to me and she doesn't want to to worry Elizabeth."

"Dr. Greene, I don't' think I'm the best person to be doing that."

"She relates to you. Just let her get somethings off her mind that's all."

"Sure... I get off at twelve. I'll come up to the OB and then we'll go to Doc Magoo's to talk."

"Thanks Dave. We owe you one."

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Mykalla and Dave were sitting across from each other in a booth at Doc Magoo's, each holding a steaming cup. "You don't have to do this. I know the only reason why you're here is because Mark asked you to."

"Yeah he asked me to, but I really don't mind. I didn't feel like going home by myself tonight anyway... So, what happened earlier today?"

"You mean when you had to break up the fight between me and Dr. Finch? I was in my friend Maria's room. She was in the shooting on Friday. I couldn't take it so I left. When I went back she had crashed and Elizabeth told me to find Mark. Dr. Finch wouldn't help me look for him."

"What happened? To your friend I mean."

"Mark said she never woke up from the surgery and after they operated that there was some complication. I don't remember much of what he said after that. It's just been a really long and hard day," said Mykalla. She checked her watch, "And school starts in about six hours."

"I don't think you're going," replied Dave.

"For some reason I think that Mark and Elizabeth would agree with you. Personally, I would rather go just to keep my mind off things, but somehow I don't think falling asleep in class on my first day there would make a good impression, "Mykalla said laughing slightly. "So you know what I am avoiding Why didn't you want to go home?"

"Same reason, kinda. My cousin Maria was in the shooting on Friday also. I've been sneaking up to the SICU during slow times all weekend just so someone would be there when she woke up, you know. But she never did. She died this afternoon," said Malucci. they were both silent for a moment. "Wait, I thought you just moved here?"

Mykalla was startled by the break in the silence. "Huh... oh yeah, I did, but me and Maria have been best friends since... well... before I can remember. She moved here after eighth grade. We were like sisters, you know."

"Yeah I know what you mean. My cousin would always come to my apartment when things were getting a little stressful at home. She had a key so sometimes I wouldn't even know she was there until I found her asleep sprawled out on my bed. She would call Kalla alot of the times."

"Who's Kalla?"

"Her best friend. She still lives back east, in New York, I think, either there or New Jersey. They've been best friends since they were three, so I didn't mind Maria calling her. I just don't want to have to talk to Kalla's mom when I have to call her and tell her what happened. Mrs. Quince never really liked Maria."

Mykalla had been politely listening to Dave, but perked her head up when she heard him mention Mrs. Quince. "Quince??!!! That's my name, I mean my mom. That's me."


To Be Continued