Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Not mine except the charactors mentioned in chapter one.
A/N: here comes some more revelations about the Doc and Alison. Still a bit confusing.
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"Ma'am... I'm sorry, but your husband wasn't doing too well..." the woman's eyes filled with tears and she began to cry. Benton sighed. He knew he could have saved him.
"Peter... Do you want to go get a drink?" Elizabeth Corday asked.
"Sure, I'm off- Whoa!" Benton said, as Abby skidded across the floor at a great speed, pushing him out of the way. She stopped.
"Oh, Dr. Benton, I'm so sorry! It's just that I have to find Carter! It's important!"
"Do you know where he is?"
"Yeah, I think he's with that guy with the stomach ulcer."
"What do you need to speak with him about?"
"It's about Lu-" but Abby stopped herself. She knew if she said that she had just spoken to Lucy Knight, Benton would think she was crazy, "It's about a phone call."
"You found her letter!" Tim said, happy and relieved, "She wanted you to read it as soon as possible."
"Mr. Tim-"
"No 'Mister,' just Tim."
"Alright then, Tim, was it she who admitted you to this hospital?"
"What? Oh no, not the Doc. She told us that she 'would never be caught dead here,' incase any of you recognize her. She said she didn't want to be known as the person you knew her as."
"Did she really say 'she'd never be caught dead her?'"
"Yep! And she always emphasizes the 'dead' part..."
"Then who did admit you?"
"It was my brother in law. I've been feeling stomach pains and the Doc was too busy with my sister. Besides, she thought it would be better if I went to a real hospital for once."
"Sir, do you know an Alison?"
"Alison? Sure, that's my sister's name!"
"Do you know anyway I could contact her?" Carter asked, his voice slightly urgent.
"Um, no, like I said before, Doctor, we don't have phones. Too poor, you see. We only live in a trailer park with few luxuries."
"I see..."
"Dr. Carter?" Abby said, sliding to a halt at the door, panting slightly.
"Yes, Abby?"
"Well, um, could I... talk to you alone for a minute?" she asked, hopefully. Her eyes were slightly wider than usual. Carter told Tim he'd be back soon and went with Abby into the hallway.
"What is it, Abby?"
"Well, um, do you remember Lucy..." she trailed off, noticing the sarcastic look on his face, "Of course you do, how stupid of me! Well, um, she *is* dead, right?"
Carter paused before answering, "...Last time I checked..."
"Well, I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night and I am *really* gullible today, so maybe it was my imagination or a prank call or something, but I knew I recognized her voice and she said she knew me and then she told me I used to call her Lucy and then I knew it was her voice and-"
"Whoa, Abby, slow down!" Carter said, grabbing Abby's shoulders. Abby took a deep breath and repeated what she had just said more slowly and in smaller sentences.
"Are you trying to tell me that Lucy Knight is still alive, even though Corday and Romano both worked on her *and* saw her die? And we... Most of us, all went to her funeral!"
"I know all of this, Carter, but I swear it!"
"Are you sure you don't know another Lucy? It is a common name and you could have had a patient..." but Carter trailed off because Abby was nodding vigorously.
"I know that voice, Carter, and I only know one Lucy."
"Why are you telling me?"
"I don't know... I guess I just thought you'd want to know..." Abby's cell phone began to ring.
"Hello, Abby Lockhart." She said. Carter watched her eyes widened even more.
"Who is this?... I know, I know, you said you're Lucy, but... I don't understand! You can't be Lucy, you're dead!" Abby looked up at Carter, "I'm going to give you to a man called John Carter... What do you mean? Why don't you want to talk to him?... He won't believe you? I don't believe you... Oh, right. He has to find out for himself. Playing a little game?"
"Give me that!" Carter demanded and snatched the phone from Abby, "Hello?"
"John..." said a voice on the other end.
"Hello?" but the line was dead. He looked up at Abby, shock and hope in his eyes.
"That *was* Lucy..."
"Oh thank God you're here! Please, my friend and her son are very sick!" A blond woman said, greeting the ambulance. Green had told Kovac that he could handle the patient on his own and so Kovac joined Dave in the ambulance to the trailer park. Dave could another brown haired woman was sweating and was slightly delirious. Her baby son was crying hard and was sweating as well.
"How long has she been like this?" Kovac asked, carrying the woman and her child onto the ambulance.
"Um... I don't know. An hour?"
"What is her name?" Dave asked. They were now in the ambulance on their way to the ER.
"Alison. And the boy is Jason."
"And your name ma'am?"
"Don't have one. You can call me Doc. Can I help?" The woman said. Kovac and Dave, who hadn't taken much notice of the girl, looked up at her. Her long blond hair was in a ponytail and her face was half hidden with a scarf. Kovac and Dave turned back to the patients.
"Michael! Where's Michael!" Mary screamed tears in her eyes. She was having fits.
"Calm down, Mary! Where is Abby!" Carol called.
"I don't know. Carol, could you handle her? I'm kind of busy here." Green said as he passed by.
"I think so. Mary, relax, come on, just relax! Everything will be OK!" Carol managed to lay Mary gently back on to the bed but she was crying horrible, her face was red. She kept screaming Michael's name.
"Breath, Mary, Breath..."
"Michael..." she sobbed, a little calmer. She stopped crying and began to take deep breaths. She paused.
"I... The Doc told me he was dead..." she sighed. Carol frowned, confused, "I saw her in my sleep," said Mary, seeing Carol's look, "He is, isn't he?" Carol swallowed and nodded. The girl began to cry again, but quietly this time and slowly cried herself to sleep.
Disclaimer: Not mine except the charactors mentioned in chapter one.
A/N: here comes some more revelations about the Doc and Alison. Still a bit confusing.
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"Ma'am... I'm sorry, but your husband wasn't doing too well..." the woman's eyes filled with tears and she began to cry. Benton sighed. He knew he could have saved him.
"Peter... Do you want to go get a drink?" Elizabeth Corday asked.
"Sure, I'm off- Whoa!" Benton said, as Abby skidded across the floor at a great speed, pushing him out of the way. She stopped.
"Oh, Dr. Benton, I'm so sorry! It's just that I have to find Carter! It's important!"
"Do you know where he is?"
"Yeah, I think he's with that guy with the stomach ulcer."
"What do you need to speak with him about?"
"It's about Lu-" but Abby stopped herself. She knew if she said that she had just spoken to Lucy Knight, Benton would think she was crazy, "It's about a phone call."
"You found her letter!" Tim said, happy and relieved, "She wanted you to read it as soon as possible."
"Mr. Tim-"
"No 'Mister,' just Tim."
"Alright then, Tim, was it she who admitted you to this hospital?"
"What? Oh no, not the Doc. She told us that she 'would never be caught dead here,' incase any of you recognize her. She said she didn't want to be known as the person you knew her as."
"Did she really say 'she'd never be caught dead her?'"
"Yep! And she always emphasizes the 'dead' part..."
"Then who did admit you?"
"It was my brother in law. I've been feeling stomach pains and the Doc was too busy with my sister. Besides, she thought it would be better if I went to a real hospital for once."
"Sir, do you know an Alison?"
"Alison? Sure, that's my sister's name!"
"Do you know anyway I could contact her?" Carter asked, his voice slightly urgent.
"Um, no, like I said before, Doctor, we don't have phones. Too poor, you see. We only live in a trailer park with few luxuries."
"I see..."
"Dr. Carter?" Abby said, sliding to a halt at the door, panting slightly.
"Yes, Abby?"
"Well, um, could I... talk to you alone for a minute?" she asked, hopefully. Her eyes were slightly wider than usual. Carter told Tim he'd be back soon and went with Abby into the hallway.
"What is it, Abby?"
"Well, um, do you remember Lucy..." she trailed off, noticing the sarcastic look on his face, "Of course you do, how stupid of me! Well, um, she *is* dead, right?"
Carter paused before answering, "...Last time I checked..."
"Well, I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night and I am *really* gullible today, so maybe it was my imagination or a prank call or something, but I knew I recognized her voice and she said she knew me and then she told me I used to call her Lucy and then I knew it was her voice and-"
"Whoa, Abby, slow down!" Carter said, grabbing Abby's shoulders. Abby took a deep breath and repeated what she had just said more slowly and in smaller sentences.
"Are you trying to tell me that Lucy Knight is still alive, even though Corday and Romano both worked on her *and* saw her die? And we... Most of us, all went to her funeral!"
"I know all of this, Carter, but I swear it!"
"Are you sure you don't know another Lucy? It is a common name and you could have had a patient..." but Carter trailed off because Abby was nodding vigorously.
"I know that voice, Carter, and I only know one Lucy."
"Why are you telling me?"
"I don't know... I guess I just thought you'd want to know..." Abby's cell phone began to ring.
"Hello, Abby Lockhart." She said. Carter watched her eyes widened even more.
"Who is this?... I know, I know, you said you're Lucy, but... I don't understand! You can't be Lucy, you're dead!" Abby looked up at Carter, "I'm going to give you to a man called John Carter... What do you mean? Why don't you want to talk to him?... He won't believe you? I don't believe you... Oh, right. He has to find out for himself. Playing a little game?"
"Give me that!" Carter demanded and snatched the phone from Abby, "Hello?"
"John..." said a voice on the other end.
"Hello?" but the line was dead. He looked up at Abby, shock and hope in his eyes.
"That *was* Lucy..."
"Oh thank God you're here! Please, my friend and her son are very sick!" A blond woman said, greeting the ambulance. Green had told Kovac that he could handle the patient on his own and so Kovac joined Dave in the ambulance to the trailer park. Dave could another brown haired woman was sweating and was slightly delirious. Her baby son was crying hard and was sweating as well.
"How long has she been like this?" Kovac asked, carrying the woman and her child onto the ambulance.
"Um... I don't know. An hour?"
"What is her name?" Dave asked. They were now in the ambulance on their way to the ER.
"Alison. And the boy is Jason."
"And your name ma'am?"
"Don't have one. You can call me Doc. Can I help?" The woman said. Kovac and Dave, who hadn't taken much notice of the girl, looked up at her. Her long blond hair was in a ponytail and her face was half hidden with a scarf. Kovac and Dave turned back to the patients.
"Michael! Where's Michael!" Mary screamed tears in her eyes. She was having fits.
"Calm down, Mary! Where is Abby!" Carol called.
"I don't know. Carol, could you handle her? I'm kind of busy here." Green said as he passed by.
"I think so. Mary, relax, come on, just relax! Everything will be OK!" Carol managed to lay Mary gently back on to the bed but she was crying horrible, her face was red. She kept screaming Michael's name.
"Breath, Mary, Breath..."
"Michael..." she sobbed, a little calmer. She stopped crying and began to take deep breaths. She paused.
"I... The Doc told me he was dead..." she sighed. Carol frowned, confused, "I saw her in my sleep," said Mary, seeing Carol's look, "He is, isn't he?" Carol swallowed and nodded. The girl began to cry again, but quietly this time and slowly cried herself to sleep.