Chapter 6: Uncovering the Clues
Luka thought about Dave's words. Hid? Did he mean Lucy was hidden? Did he mean she was starving? They hadn't made sense.
"LUKA!" Kerry screamed. Luka shook his head and remembered that Dave was in trouble and got back to work immediately.
"Kerry!" Benton ran into the room and stopped, "Is that-"
"Not now, Peter, I'm busy! Come on, Dave, come on!"
"That is Dave!" Peter said, amazed, "Why the hell does this guy have a thing for hurting doctors?"
"Don't ask me!" Kerry said, frustrated.
"Doctors... Doctors... Crowe... That's it!" Luka said suddenly.
"What's it?" Mark asked.
"Look, can you handle this, Mark? I have to check something," Mark was about to answer, but Luka interrupted, "Thanks!" and he ran out.
"Luka!" Mark yelled after him, "Kerry, could you-"
"Sorry, Benton's- wait, Benton, would you mind-" Kerry started.
"Mark, I'm sorry, but Carter-"
"Oh, just go! Finch! Romano! Someone!" Mark yelled and Cleo ran in.
"What's happening?" Cleo asked. Then, she saw Dave, "Oh dear God!" Kerry made her way out with Peter.
"OK, I want him awake in five minutes! Do you understand? What is it, Peter?" Kerry asked, after they had exited the room.
"It's Carter..."
"He's awake? Great, I have to get all the info I can about this-"
"Wait!" Peter yelled after her as she half ran down the hall.
"What?" Kerry turned, "What happened? He's OK, isn't he?"
"Physically? He's fine..."
"What are you saying exactly?" Kerry asked, suspiciously.
"Well, I don't think he'll be any help..." Peter tried to find the words.
"You mean he doesn't remember what happened?"
"More than that. He doesn't remember his own name." Kerry's eyes widened and she raced at full speed to Carter's room. Carter was sitting up in bed, rubbing his head, Carol was sitting with him.
"Kerry!" she said, relieved. Kerry said nothing. She went straight over to Carter.
"Hi, my name is Dr. Kerry Weaver... That sound familiar?" Carter paused and shook his head.
"I'm sorry... My head hurts so much... And I can't remember anything. I wish I could help you, but I don't even remember *knowing* you," Carter answered, apologetically. But he looked at Kerry as if she were claiming to be his long lost sister, "But I'm supposed to, aren't I? Remember you, I mean."
"Have you heard the name Dr. John Carter before?" she asked. Carter thought for a moment.
"Yeah!" he said. Kerry turned to Peter at the door.
"You see? He hasn't forgotten everything!" Peter just smiled and shook his head.
"It's that guy, right? She called him Carter!" Carter said, triumphantly. Kerry stared at him and gaped.
"Uh, no, I'm sorry... Do you know who you are?"
"No," Carter answered, simply without thought, "I've been trying to remember, but... wait... there was a girl... A blond girl. She looked... Scared..." he screwed up his face, trying to remember.
"A girl?" Kerry asked, "Keep going..."
"Well... She looked really scared. I can't remember anything else about her except I always felt good around her... like a close friend or... a sister! Or maybe a lover? No, no. Probably a sister..." Kerry and Peter watched as Carter went through an argument he had had before silently, but didn't remember. Going on about his feelings for the nameless blond girl. Was she a sister or a girlfriend? Kerry didn't think listening to this was right.
"OK, OK, we get it... Do you remember her name?"
"L, L, something with an L... Laura? Lindy? Lilly? Uh... No, I can't..."
"Lucy?" Carol suggested.
"Lucy Knight?" Kerry added.
"Yeah! That was it... you know her?"
"She works here and so do you. Your name is Dr. John Carter and-"
"I think the man knows his own name, Dr. Weaver," Kerry turned at the sound of a voice she didn't want to hear.
"Hello, Dr. Romano," she said her voice full of bitterness, "Peter, could you please tell him why I am going through these procedures?" Peter took Romano outside.
"It sounded like you two don't like each other very much," Carter commented.
"Well, let me put it this way, I don't think I will be here much longer..." Kerry said.
"Oh my God, Kerry, what did you do?" Carol asked.
"I really do not want to talk about it right now," Kerry said, "Now, what was your name again?"
"Uh, you said I'm a Doctor?" Carter asked.
"Yes, but that isn't important right now. Do you remember what your name is?"
"You said my name's John Carter," Carter said, nodding his head.
"That's right. Do you remember what happened to you?"
"Uh... That guy said that I was hit by a car..."
"And suffered sever head trauma. That would account for the amnesia," Kerry said, making a note.
"How?"
"How what?" Kerry asked, looking up at him.
"How did I get hit?"
"What do you mean?"
"What happened when the car hit me? How did I get head trauma?"
"Why?" Kerry asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
"I... don't know!" he answered, sounding slightly annoyed.
"Well, when the car hit you, supposedly you flew up onto the windshield and knocked your head against it. Lucy said it made quite a dent... After that, you fell backwards, head first back onto the road..." Kerry said this all slowly, wondering why he wanted to know all the details.
"And..."
"And why do you think you have that thing on your head?" Kerry asked, pointing to a bandage.
"Oh, right..." he said.
"So, what's happening?" Benton reentered the room.
"Dr. Carter, this is Dr. Benton, you should remember him-"
"I should remember a lot of things, but I don't do I?" Carter snapped, angrily.
"Ok, well, anyway, I have to get back to Dave. Benton will talk to you; see what you remember..." Kerry said, backing away towards the door and left.
Luka searched frantically through the files.
"Crowe, Crowe, Jacob Crowe..." he kept muttering. Finally, he found something, "ah ha!" he said, triumphantly, holding the file up as if it were a memorial of victory. He flipped through it.
"Hmm... six months..." he started sprinting towards Carter's room. Inside, he found Carol, Peter and Carter.
"Uh, have you guys seen Kerry?" he asked.
"Yeah, she went back to Dave a few minutes ago... why? What did you find?" Benton replied.
"This!" Luka said, happily, "I know where we can find him!" and he took off down the hall.
"Dr. Weaver?" Luka called.
"I told you I wanted him AWAKE! Not unconscious! Get that man conscious!" Kerry shouted, ignoring Luka.
"WEAVER!" he screamed again. Kerry turned.
"My God, what is it Dr. Kovac?" Weaver said, wearied.
"Look at these..." Luka shook the file. Kerry sighed.
"OK, when I get back, that man better be awake! Or at least stable!" she said as left with Luka.
"What is it?" she repeated.
"This is the file of Jacob Crowe."
"What?" Kerry said, snatching the file from Luka.
"Look. He came here around six months ago with abdominal pain."
"Who treated him?" Kerry demanded, flipping through the file.
"Lucy did," Kerry looked up at him disbelieving.
"No... You don't think... No..."
"Look, Dr. Weaver, I met with him before Lucy arrived. He seemed like a perfectly normal case... Except for the fact he ducked when Dr. Corday passed... But when Lucy arrived, his mouth dropped... I think that's when it started," Luka looked at Kerry seriously, "I want to go after her."
"Luka... Luka, no!" Kerry said, catching his shoulder as he turned to leave, "We've already lost Dave, Carter's down, Abby's in tears, and I'm not too sure about Corday..."
"What?" Luka asked, "What did you say?" surely, he couldn't have heard correctly. Or maybe he had misunderstood.
"I said that I don't know how Corday is. I've been too busy going between Abby and Dave and Carter and back to Dave that-"
"No, I mean about Dave... What did you say?" She didn't say they had *lost* Dave, did she?
"I said that we already have Dave and Carter down... Why?" Kerry looked at him.
"Nothing," Luka said, happy he had misunderstood, "But look! I have his address! I can go over there and-"
"Get your butt kicked. Look, Randi's already called the police. They can go over and talk to him."
"I'm talking to him!" Luka said, stubbornly.
"No, you're not! You are going to stay right here. We need you, Luka!"
"You're doing fine!" Luka protested, "Please, Kerry, please!" he fell to his knees, his hands clenched together as if he were praying.
"I honestly don't understand why your begging for the chance to be put in serious danger," Kerry looked down at him and shook her head. Luka got to his feet as a few nurses walked by, giggling slightly at the sight of him.
"Now I know why Dave didn't talk to you before he left," Luka said. Kerry just smiled.
"I have to go see Dave..." She took a deep breath and, although she had told them to keep Dave awake, Luka could sense she wasn't sure he'd ever be awake again. He knew how much stress she had now and how much she'd be mad at him later, but the address in the file kept repeating itself in his mind. It wasn't far from the hospital. He could almost walk. Come to think of it, it was very close to the alley they had found Dave in. He took one last look after Kerry and headed for the door.
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Luka thought about Dave's words. Hid? Did he mean Lucy was hidden? Did he mean she was starving? They hadn't made sense.
"LUKA!" Kerry screamed. Luka shook his head and remembered that Dave was in trouble and got back to work immediately.
"Kerry!" Benton ran into the room and stopped, "Is that-"
"Not now, Peter, I'm busy! Come on, Dave, come on!"
"That is Dave!" Peter said, amazed, "Why the hell does this guy have a thing for hurting doctors?"
"Don't ask me!" Kerry said, frustrated.
"Doctors... Doctors... Crowe... That's it!" Luka said suddenly.
"What's it?" Mark asked.
"Look, can you handle this, Mark? I have to check something," Mark was about to answer, but Luka interrupted, "Thanks!" and he ran out.
"Luka!" Mark yelled after him, "Kerry, could you-"
"Sorry, Benton's- wait, Benton, would you mind-" Kerry started.
"Mark, I'm sorry, but Carter-"
"Oh, just go! Finch! Romano! Someone!" Mark yelled and Cleo ran in.
"What's happening?" Cleo asked. Then, she saw Dave, "Oh dear God!" Kerry made her way out with Peter.
"OK, I want him awake in five minutes! Do you understand? What is it, Peter?" Kerry asked, after they had exited the room.
"It's Carter..."
"He's awake? Great, I have to get all the info I can about this-"
"Wait!" Peter yelled after her as she half ran down the hall.
"What?" Kerry turned, "What happened? He's OK, isn't he?"
"Physically? He's fine..."
"What are you saying exactly?" Kerry asked, suspiciously.
"Well, I don't think he'll be any help..." Peter tried to find the words.
"You mean he doesn't remember what happened?"
"More than that. He doesn't remember his own name." Kerry's eyes widened and she raced at full speed to Carter's room. Carter was sitting up in bed, rubbing his head, Carol was sitting with him.
"Kerry!" she said, relieved. Kerry said nothing. She went straight over to Carter.
"Hi, my name is Dr. Kerry Weaver... That sound familiar?" Carter paused and shook his head.
"I'm sorry... My head hurts so much... And I can't remember anything. I wish I could help you, but I don't even remember *knowing* you," Carter answered, apologetically. But he looked at Kerry as if she were claiming to be his long lost sister, "But I'm supposed to, aren't I? Remember you, I mean."
"Have you heard the name Dr. John Carter before?" she asked. Carter thought for a moment.
"Yeah!" he said. Kerry turned to Peter at the door.
"You see? He hasn't forgotten everything!" Peter just smiled and shook his head.
"It's that guy, right? She called him Carter!" Carter said, triumphantly. Kerry stared at him and gaped.
"Uh, no, I'm sorry... Do you know who you are?"
"No," Carter answered, simply without thought, "I've been trying to remember, but... wait... there was a girl... A blond girl. She looked... Scared..." he screwed up his face, trying to remember.
"A girl?" Kerry asked, "Keep going..."
"Well... She looked really scared. I can't remember anything else about her except I always felt good around her... like a close friend or... a sister! Or maybe a lover? No, no. Probably a sister..." Kerry and Peter watched as Carter went through an argument he had had before silently, but didn't remember. Going on about his feelings for the nameless blond girl. Was she a sister or a girlfriend? Kerry didn't think listening to this was right.
"OK, OK, we get it... Do you remember her name?"
"L, L, something with an L... Laura? Lindy? Lilly? Uh... No, I can't..."
"Lucy?" Carol suggested.
"Lucy Knight?" Kerry added.
"Yeah! That was it... you know her?"
"She works here and so do you. Your name is Dr. John Carter and-"
"I think the man knows his own name, Dr. Weaver," Kerry turned at the sound of a voice she didn't want to hear.
"Hello, Dr. Romano," she said her voice full of bitterness, "Peter, could you please tell him why I am going through these procedures?" Peter took Romano outside.
"It sounded like you two don't like each other very much," Carter commented.
"Well, let me put it this way, I don't think I will be here much longer..." Kerry said.
"Oh my God, Kerry, what did you do?" Carol asked.
"I really do not want to talk about it right now," Kerry said, "Now, what was your name again?"
"Uh, you said I'm a Doctor?" Carter asked.
"Yes, but that isn't important right now. Do you remember what your name is?"
"You said my name's John Carter," Carter said, nodding his head.
"That's right. Do you remember what happened to you?"
"Uh... That guy said that I was hit by a car..."
"And suffered sever head trauma. That would account for the amnesia," Kerry said, making a note.
"How?"
"How what?" Kerry asked, looking up at him.
"How did I get hit?"
"What do you mean?"
"What happened when the car hit me? How did I get head trauma?"
"Why?" Kerry asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
"I... don't know!" he answered, sounding slightly annoyed.
"Well, when the car hit you, supposedly you flew up onto the windshield and knocked your head against it. Lucy said it made quite a dent... After that, you fell backwards, head first back onto the road..." Kerry said this all slowly, wondering why he wanted to know all the details.
"And..."
"And why do you think you have that thing on your head?" Kerry asked, pointing to a bandage.
"Oh, right..." he said.
"So, what's happening?" Benton reentered the room.
"Dr. Carter, this is Dr. Benton, you should remember him-"
"I should remember a lot of things, but I don't do I?" Carter snapped, angrily.
"Ok, well, anyway, I have to get back to Dave. Benton will talk to you; see what you remember..." Kerry said, backing away towards the door and left.
Luka searched frantically through the files.
"Crowe, Crowe, Jacob Crowe..." he kept muttering. Finally, he found something, "ah ha!" he said, triumphantly, holding the file up as if it were a memorial of victory. He flipped through it.
"Hmm... six months..." he started sprinting towards Carter's room. Inside, he found Carol, Peter and Carter.
"Uh, have you guys seen Kerry?" he asked.
"Yeah, she went back to Dave a few minutes ago... why? What did you find?" Benton replied.
"This!" Luka said, happily, "I know where we can find him!" and he took off down the hall.
"Dr. Weaver?" Luka called.
"I told you I wanted him AWAKE! Not unconscious! Get that man conscious!" Kerry shouted, ignoring Luka.
"WEAVER!" he screamed again. Kerry turned.
"My God, what is it Dr. Kovac?" Weaver said, wearied.
"Look at these..." Luka shook the file. Kerry sighed.
"OK, when I get back, that man better be awake! Or at least stable!" she said as left with Luka.
"What is it?" she repeated.
"This is the file of Jacob Crowe."
"What?" Kerry said, snatching the file from Luka.
"Look. He came here around six months ago with abdominal pain."
"Who treated him?" Kerry demanded, flipping through the file.
"Lucy did," Kerry looked up at him disbelieving.
"No... You don't think... No..."
"Look, Dr. Weaver, I met with him before Lucy arrived. He seemed like a perfectly normal case... Except for the fact he ducked when Dr. Corday passed... But when Lucy arrived, his mouth dropped... I think that's when it started," Luka looked at Kerry seriously, "I want to go after her."
"Luka... Luka, no!" Kerry said, catching his shoulder as he turned to leave, "We've already lost Dave, Carter's down, Abby's in tears, and I'm not too sure about Corday..."
"What?" Luka asked, "What did you say?" surely, he couldn't have heard correctly. Or maybe he had misunderstood.
"I said that I don't know how Corday is. I've been too busy going between Abby and Dave and Carter and back to Dave that-"
"No, I mean about Dave... What did you say?" She didn't say they had *lost* Dave, did she?
"I said that we already have Dave and Carter down... Why?" Kerry looked at him.
"Nothing," Luka said, happy he had misunderstood, "But look! I have his address! I can go over there and-"
"Get your butt kicked. Look, Randi's already called the police. They can go over and talk to him."
"I'm talking to him!" Luka said, stubbornly.
"No, you're not! You are going to stay right here. We need you, Luka!"
"You're doing fine!" Luka protested, "Please, Kerry, please!" he fell to his knees, his hands clenched together as if he were praying.
"I honestly don't understand why your begging for the chance to be put in serious danger," Kerry looked down at him and shook her head. Luka got to his feet as a few nurses walked by, giggling slightly at the sight of him.
"Now I know why Dave didn't talk to you before he left," Luka said. Kerry just smiled.
"I have to go see Dave..." She took a deep breath and, although she had told them to keep Dave awake, Luka could sense she wasn't sure he'd ever be awake again. He knew how much stress she had now and how much she'd be mad at him later, but the address in the file kept repeating itself in his mind. It wasn't far from the hospital. He could almost walk. Come to think of it, it was very close to the alley they had found Dave in. He took one last look after Kerry and headed for the door.
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