Enter A Stranger Chapter 17
"Oh my God, Mykalla how could this have happened?" asked Jill as Mykalla opened the front door. She entered the front hall, followed by Richard Quince. He greeted his daughter with more reserve than his wife.
"Come in please," replied Mykalla ignoring her mother's hysterics. "Mark should be home soon, and Elizabeth's upstairs resting. I can go get her if you want to talk to her." Mykalla was trying to find a way to not be alone with her parents. Luckily for her, Rob entered the house (They had given him a key the week before so he could help Mike.)
Mykalla hobbles over to give him a hug. "Thank you," she whispered in his ear. She led him over to introduce him to her parents. Richard accepted him with hesitation, but Jill was the least bit polite.
Mykalla sent Rob to get Elizabeth as she showed her parents into the living room. Elizabeth came downstairs and greeted Mykalla's parents. They sat around talking for about a half hour, when Ella started crying. Elizabeth excused herself to go to take care of her. She came back down with Ella just as Rachel and Mark came in the front door.
Rachel ran up the stairs to her room, not noticing the extra people in the living room. Mark went in to meet Mykalla's parents. Jill greeted him and then checked her watch. "We have to get going. We still need to check into our hotel," she said hinting at her husband.
"You could stay here if you would like to," suggested Mark.
"No, really, a hotel is fine," said Rickard, cutting off his wife, who was more than ready to accept the invitation. "We don't want to impose. It looks like you've got your hands full already."
"You're sure?" replied Mark. "It wouldn't be too much trouble."
"No, we couldn't" he answered, standing up. "We'll be fine in a hotel." They all stood up to show Jill and Richard to the door.
Mykalla saw the family car in the driveway, prompting her to ask, "Did you drive here?"
"We're driving out to Wisconsin for you father's college reunion," answered Jill. "We're only staying in the city tonight, but on the way back we're staying longer, okay sweetie?" she said kill her on the forehead.
"Great," she replied somewhat sarcastically as her parents left. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~
"Can we disappear for the weekend?" asked Mykalla.
Rob sat down on the bed behind her. "But your parents will be in town. Don't you want to stay?"
"No way," she replied. "I don't want to see what my mom has lined up for Elizabeth."
"What do you mean?" he asked as she leaned back against him.
"She can't stand Elizabeth, she never could. Every chance she gets she tries to make Liz look bad, prove her wrong or something. I can't stand it when you mix them together."
"It can't be that bad," he replied, running his fingers through her hair.
In the kitchen downstairs, Mark and Elizabeth were having a similar conversation.
"She doesn't hate you," said Mark trying to convince Elizabeth.
"She hates me, she always has," replied Elizabeth, putting Ella down in her playpen. "She never could trust me; she tried to find something wrong with everything I do."
"It can't be as bad as you say it is, trust me. Jen and I are the same way over Rachel," he replied trying to make her fell better. "Don't worry about it, everything will be fine." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Mykalla entered the ER and had to quickly step back as a gurney was pushed past her. She continued behind the desk and sat down next to Chuni. "You don't know where Mark is by any chance do you?" she asked.
Chuni looked up from the chart she was working on. "He's running a trauma with Carter. Hey, no crutches?"
"Nope," she replied. "I got a walking cast. In a few weeks I'll be back to normal."
Chuni turned to answer the radio dispatch and Mykalla too the opportunity to go find Mark. She walked over to the trauma rooms and stood outside the doors to Trauma 2. She looked through the window as Mark, Benton and a team of nurses worked on the patient. It wasn't until Yosh and Lydia stepped back that Mykalla was able to see who it was. She recognized the face almost immediately. She turned and started to run but crashed into Carter.
She tried to push him aside in an attempt to get away, but he held on to her. "Mykalla. Kalla, calm down. What's wrong?"
Still trying to get away, Mykalla responded. "The. the guy. in. in the trauma room."
"Mykalla, calm down. Just tell me what's going on."
"That's the guy. in the trauma. he's the guy. from. from the."
Carter led Mykalla to sit down in the hallway. "Mykalla, it's okay. Who is he?"
Mykalla starred through the window. "He. I've seen him before," she said turning to look at Carter. "He's the guy from. from the El station. He was walking down the stairs next to me. He. he pushed me down the stairs and knocked me behind them. I. I don't remember what else, I kinda blacked out."
It took a few seconds for everything to register. When it did, Carter stood up. "Wait here, I'll be right back." Carter went over to the ad mit desk. "Chuni get security in trauma two. And have someone from the Chicago PD come over to take a statement."
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"Thank you for your cooperation Ms. Quince," said the officer standing up. "Your statement should prove to be very helpful."
Carter showed the officer out of the room. He closed the door and sat down across from her. They sat in silence for a few minutes, staring at an invisible spot on the table.
"I. I better go find Mark, she said breaking the silence, but made no attempt to move towards the door.
"That took a lot to do that Mykalla," said Carter. "I'm proud of you for being able to talk about it."
"How did you get over it?"
Carter bit his lip. "I didn't do very well. I shut everyone out and tried to cope with things on my own. It wasn't till they confronted me about it that I started to get help. You can't do it alone, Mike. There are plenty of people to talk to."
"I don't like shrinks," she replied shaking her head. "They always bothered me."
"You don't have to talk to a shrink if you don't want to. Just find someone who will listen, and understand. Mark went through the same type of thing, he'll be able to relate."
"Thanks Carter," she said standing up. "I really do have to go find Mark."
"No problem Mike, you can always come find me to talk if you need to."
To Be Continued
"Oh my God, Mykalla how could this have happened?" asked Jill as Mykalla opened the front door. She entered the front hall, followed by Richard Quince. He greeted his daughter with more reserve than his wife.
"Come in please," replied Mykalla ignoring her mother's hysterics. "Mark should be home soon, and Elizabeth's upstairs resting. I can go get her if you want to talk to her." Mykalla was trying to find a way to not be alone with her parents. Luckily for her, Rob entered the house (They had given him a key the week before so he could help Mike.)
Mykalla hobbles over to give him a hug. "Thank you," she whispered in his ear. She led him over to introduce him to her parents. Richard accepted him with hesitation, but Jill was the least bit polite.
Mykalla sent Rob to get Elizabeth as she showed her parents into the living room. Elizabeth came downstairs and greeted Mykalla's parents. They sat around talking for about a half hour, when Ella started crying. Elizabeth excused herself to go to take care of her. She came back down with Ella just as Rachel and Mark came in the front door.
Rachel ran up the stairs to her room, not noticing the extra people in the living room. Mark went in to meet Mykalla's parents. Jill greeted him and then checked her watch. "We have to get going. We still need to check into our hotel," she said hinting at her husband.
"You could stay here if you would like to," suggested Mark.
"No, really, a hotel is fine," said Rickard, cutting off his wife, who was more than ready to accept the invitation. "We don't want to impose. It looks like you've got your hands full already."
"You're sure?" replied Mark. "It wouldn't be too much trouble."
"No, we couldn't" he answered, standing up. "We'll be fine in a hotel." They all stood up to show Jill and Richard to the door.
Mykalla saw the family car in the driveway, prompting her to ask, "Did you drive here?"
"We're driving out to Wisconsin for you father's college reunion," answered Jill. "We're only staying in the city tonight, but on the way back we're staying longer, okay sweetie?" she said kill her on the forehead.
"Great," she replied somewhat sarcastically as her parents left. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~
"Can we disappear for the weekend?" asked Mykalla.
Rob sat down on the bed behind her. "But your parents will be in town. Don't you want to stay?"
"No way," she replied. "I don't want to see what my mom has lined up for Elizabeth."
"What do you mean?" he asked as she leaned back against him.
"She can't stand Elizabeth, she never could. Every chance she gets she tries to make Liz look bad, prove her wrong or something. I can't stand it when you mix them together."
"It can't be that bad," he replied, running his fingers through her hair.
In the kitchen downstairs, Mark and Elizabeth were having a similar conversation.
"She doesn't hate you," said Mark trying to convince Elizabeth.
"She hates me, she always has," replied Elizabeth, putting Ella down in her playpen. "She never could trust me; she tried to find something wrong with everything I do."
"It can't be as bad as you say it is, trust me. Jen and I are the same way over Rachel," he replied trying to make her fell better. "Don't worry about it, everything will be fine." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Mykalla entered the ER and had to quickly step back as a gurney was pushed past her. She continued behind the desk and sat down next to Chuni. "You don't know where Mark is by any chance do you?" she asked.
Chuni looked up from the chart she was working on. "He's running a trauma with Carter. Hey, no crutches?"
"Nope," she replied. "I got a walking cast. In a few weeks I'll be back to normal."
Chuni turned to answer the radio dispatch and Mykalla too the opportunity to go find Mark. She walked over to the trauma rooms and stood outside the doors to Trauma 2. She looked through the window as Mark, Benton and a team of nurses worked on the patient. It wasn't until Yosh and Lydia stepped back that Mykalla was able to see who it was. She recognized the face almost immediately. She turned and started to run but crashed into Carter.
She tried to push him aside in an attempt to get away, but he held on to her. "Mykalla. Kalla, calm down. What's wrong?"
Still trying to get away, Mykalla responded. "The. the guy. in. in the trauma room."
"Mykalla, calm down. Just tell me what's going on."
"That's the guy. in the trauma. he's the guy. from. from the."
Carter led Mykalla to sit down in the hallway. "Mykalla, it's okay. Who is he?"
Mykalla starred through the window. "He. I've seen him before," she said turning to look at Carter. "He's the guy from. from the El station. He was walking down the stairs next to me. He. he pushed me down the stairs and knocked me behind them. I. I don't remember what else, I kinda blacked out."
It took a few seconds for everything to register. When it did, Carter stood up. "Wait here, I'll be right back." Carter went over to the ad mit desk. "Chuni get security in trauma two. And have someone from the Chicago PD come over to take a statement."
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"Thank you for your cooperation Ms. Quince," said the officer standing up. "Your statement should prove to be very helpful."
Carter showed the officer out of the room. He closed the door and sat down across from her. They sat in silence for a few minutes, staring at an invisible spot on the table.
"I. I better go find Mark, she said breaking the silence, but made no attempt to move towards the door.
"That took a lot to do that Mykalla," said Carter. "I'm proud of you for being able to talk about it."
"How did you get over it?"
Carter bit his lip. "I didn't do very well. I shut everyone out and tried to cope with things on my own. It wasn't till they confronted me about it that I started to get help. You can't do it alone, Mike. There are plenty of people to talk to."
"I don't like shrinks," she replied shaking her head. "They always bothered me."
"You don't have to talk to a shrink if you don't want to. Just find someone who will listen, and understand. Mark went through the same type of thing, he'll be able to relate."
"Thanks Carter," she said standing up. "I really do have to go find Mark."
"No problem Mike, you can always come find me to talk if you need to."
To Be Continued