Pepe looked at the clock, they had managed to come to right time, no way another gang should take their hood. They just had to kill Malucci later, if he ever woke up. He smiled to himself and walked over to the others.
Carter saw Dave's body lying bruised and lifeless, hooked up to all kinds of machines.
Kerry looked through the window and saw Dave lying in the bed, and Carter sitting in a wheelchair. Oh shit she hadn't called their families, she ran fast down to the ER.
"Joey Malucci" A male voice answered, he seemed drunk.
"Hello, this Is Kerry Weaver from Chicago County, I am calling about your son, Dave…."
"What the heck has that stupid boy done now?!"
"He hasn't done anything wrong Mr. Malucci. He have been shot, and is in coma"
"Yeah whatever" He answered carelessly. A female voice in the background interrupted
"Joey, who is it?"
"Don't interrupt me fucking bitch!" The phone was hung up. Kerry looked confused on the phone, had that been Dave's mother and father? She picked it up again and dialled another number.
"The Carter mansion, who is speaking?"
"This is Kerry Weaver from Chicago County, Is John's parents there?"
"Just wait"
"Denise Carter"
"Hello, this is Kerry Weaver from Chicago County, are you John's mother?"
"Yes I am"
"There have been a situation down here, and John was shot in the back, but he is awake and are using a wheelchair"
"Shot?! In the Back?!"
"Yes, could you come down"
"As soon as I have some spare time, Goodbye Dr. Weaver" the phone was hung up. Nice families, she knew how Carter's family was, but the biggest surprise was Dave's.
The days went on and no one came and visit the two men. Dave was still unconscious, but Carter's recovery was good. The ER started to get back to normal, with normal shifts and normal humour, but everyone felt that they were missing someone. Finally Carter was ready to go home and relax a couple of weeks more. Benton picked up Carter's bag and gave him his crutches.
"Ready to go home?" Benton asked smiling
"Yes, but I would like to go down into the ER at first"
"You sure?"
"hundred percent" Carter smiled, he was wondering how the ER was now.
They stood in silence inside the elevator, waiting for the familiar 'Ding' when the doors opened. Carter walked outside, having some pain in his back. Corday saw the young man walking out of the elevator.
"Hey Carter, you're going home?"
"Yeah, finally. I like the hospital better when I'm not a patient."
"Do you need any help out in the car?"
"No thanks, Benton helps me"
"Take it easy now Carter, goodbye." She smiled to him and Benton and walked into the elevator. It seemed like the ER was silent today, just a few broken bones. It wasn't a long way to the elevator, but it was exhausting and painful.
"Carter, are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine"
"Take it slow" Benton advised
"If I go any slower now, I will go backwards." They had the admin. desk in sight now, seeing that most of the doctors stood there and talked. They seemed to be a little quiet, more than usual, but maybe it was just the absence of Dave's laughter.
Chuny saw Carter coming towards them.
"Carter!" She smiled, all the other doctors turned towards him.
"How are you Carter?" Abby asked after all the nurses had given him a hug each. The nurses returned back to the gossip
"I'm okay, just tired" He answered. Abby looked at him, he had blue bags under his eyes.
"Do you have a place to stay?"
"My apartment"
"Alone?"
"Yes"
"You can't stay alone now, you should stay over with someone!"
"I am fine on my own"
"Are you sure?" She asked him with her voice full of scepticism.
"hundred percent"
"I'll come over later" She said
"You don't have to"
"I know, but I come anyway" He gasped.
"I'll better be going before I fell asleep here"
"Bye Carter, take care." Abby said
"Bye" All the nurses said in choir to him. Benton stood and read some charts while waiting for Carter to be finished.
"Are you ready to go?"
"Yes, sorry that you had to wait."
"Don't worry about it Carter" At the same moment Kerry came running inside.
"Peter, big trauma coming in, we need you."
"What about Corday?"
"She is the middle of a very complex operation"
"But.."
"Come on, let's go" She yelled at him, before running outside not noticing Carter.
"It's okay Dr, Benton, they need you, I'll take a cab or the EL or something" Benton was going to argue but had to run to the ambulance outside. Carter noticed that his suitcase was on the floor, how could he reach that without falling, or losing his crutches? He tried to bend down, but pain flashed inside his spine every time he moved. He gave up.
"Abby?" Abby was standing at the admin. desk looking over some test results.
"Yes?"
"Could you help me with my suitcase? It's kinda hard to bend down"
"Off course" She walked over to him
"I am helping you to the cab!" She said, smiling. She liked him, a lot. Not as much as Luka, but almost.
"Thanks Abby. How are you handling this?"
"Fine, I guess. The first day after the crime was hard, I was nervous that Pepe and Cass would come back. I'm still am, but not as much as before, I mean it doesn't help walking around worrying"
"I guess you're right" Carter replied. Abby helped him into the cab, and gave him his bag.
"Take it easy."
"Yes mam." He smiled at her, and watched as she disappeared out of sight. Two weeks home, alone.
After the trauma, Kerry walked up to Dave's room, he hadn't moved a bit since the crime. The bruises started to get a little fainter, but his face and body was still pretty swollen. She took his hand.
"Dave, I know you cant answer me, but I just wanted you to know that you are a great doctor, and a great friend.
Suddenly a big man entered the room, making Weaver jump of surprise.
"Who are you?"
"Ron Malucci"
"Nice meeting you, I'm dr. Weaver"
"Yeah whatever, listen I got this notice from the insurance company, they say that they have paid what they had to, and that we have to pay the rest of the time Dave is in the hospital." Kerry looked at him.
"What kind of insurance is that?"
"The one I could afford" Ron snapped
"We can surely figure out something"
"That will require lots of paperwork I guess"
"Some" Kerry looked at the man, he was unshaved and smeeled a mix of alcohol and sweat.
"Then take him off the machines"
"What?!"
"Take that bastard off the machines"
"You don't mean that?!"
"That boy have cost far to much for me already. 'not as much as you have used at alcohol' Weaver thought for herself
Carter saw Dave's body lying bruised and lifeless, hooked up to all kinds of machines.
Kerry looked through the window and saw Dave lying in the bed, and Carter sitting in a wheelchair. Oh shit she hadn't called their families, she ran fast down to the ER.
"Joey Malucci" A male voice answered, he seemed drunk.
"Hello, this Is Kerry Weaver from Chicago County, I am calling about your son, Dave…."
"What the heck has that stupid boy done now?!"
"He hasn't done anything wrong Mr. Malucci. He have been shot, and is in coma"
"Yeah whatever" He answered carelessly. A female voice in the background interrupted
"Joey, who is it?"
"Don't interrupt me fucking bitch!" The phone was hung up. Kerry looked confused on the phone, had that been Dave's mother and father? She picked it up again and dialled another number.
"The Carter mansion, who is speaking?"
"This is Kerry Weaver from Chicago County, Is John's parents there?"
"Just wait"
"Denise Carter"
"Hello, this is Kerry Weaver from Chicago County, are you John's mother?"
"Yes I am"
"There have been a situation down here, and John was shot in the back, but he is awake and are using a wheelchair"
"Shot?! In the Back?!"
"Yes, could you come down"
"As soon as I have some spare time, Goodbye Dr. Weaver" the phone was hung up. Nice families, she knew how Carter's family was, but the biggest surprise was Dave's.
The days went on and no one came and visit the two men. Dave was still unconscious, but Carter's recovery was good. The ER started to get back to normal, with normal shifts and normal humour, but everyone felt that they were missing someone. Finally Carter was ready to go home and relax a couple of weeks more. Benton picked up Carter's bag and gave him his crutches.
"Ready to go home?" Benton asked smiling
"Yes, but I would like to go down into the ER at first"
"You sure?"
"hundred percent" Carter smiled, he was wondering how the ER was now.
They stood in silence inside the elevator, waiting for the familiar 'Ding' when the doors opened. Carter walked outside, having some pain in his back. Corday saw the young man walking out of the elevator.
"Hey Carter, you're going home?"
"Yeah, finally. I like the hospital better when I'm not a patient."
"Do you need any help out in the car?"
"No thanks, Benton helps me"
"Take it easy now Carter, goodbye." She smiled to him and Benton and walked into the elevator. It seemed like the ER was silent today, just a few broken bones. It wasn't a long way to the elevator, but it was exhausting and painful.
"Carter, are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine"
"Take it slow" Benton advised
"If I go any slower now, I will go backwards." They had the admin. desk in sight now, seeing that most of the doctors stood there and talked. They seemed to be a little quiet, more than usual, but maybe it was just the absence of Dave's laughter.
Chuny saw Carter coming towards them.
"Carter!" She smiled, all the other doctors turned towards him.
"How are you Carter?" Abby asked after all the nurses had given him a hug each. The nurses returned back to the gossip
"I'm okay, just tired" He answered. Abby looked at him, he had blue bags under his eyes.
"Do you have a place to stay?"
"My apartment"
"Alone?"
"Yes"
"You can't stay alone now, you should stay over with someone!"
"I am fine on my own"
"Are you sure?" She asked him with her voice full of scepticism.
"hundred percent"
"I'll come over later" She said
"You don't have to"
"I know, but I come anyway" He gasped.
"I'll better be going before I fell asleep here"
"Bye Carter, take care." Abby said
"Bye" All the nurses said in choir to him. Benton stood and read some charts while waiting for Carter to be finished.
"Are you ready to go?"
"Yes, sorry that you had to wait."
"Don't worry about it Carter" At the same moment Kerry came running inside.
"Peter, big trauma coming in, we need you."
"What about Corday?"
"She is the middle of a very complex operation"
"But.."
"Come on, let's go" She yelled at him, before running outside not noticing Carter.
"It's okay Dr, Benton, they need you, I'll take a cab or the EL or something" Benton was going to argue but had to run to the ambulance outside. Carter noticed that his suitcase was on the floor, how could he reach that without falling, or losing his crutches? He tried to bend down, but pain flashed inside his spine every time he moved. He gave up.
"Abby?" Abby was standing at the admin. desk looking over some test results.
"Yes?"
"Could you help me with my suitcase? It's kinda hard to bend down"
"Off course" She walked over to him
"I am helping you to the cab!" She said, smiling. She liked him, a lot. Not as much as Luka, but almost.
"Thanks Abby. How are you handling this?"
"Fine, I guess. The first day after the crime was hard, I was nervous that Pepe and Cass would come back. I'm still am, but not as much as before, I mean it doesn't help walking around worrying"
"I guess you're right" Carter replied. Abby helped him into the cab, and gave him his bag.
"Take it easy."
"Yes mam." He smiled at her, and watched as she disappeared out of sight. Two weeks home, alone.
After the trauma, Kerry walked up to Dave's room, he hadn't moved a bit since the crime. The bruises started to get a little fainter, but his face and body was still pretty swollen. She took his hand.
"Dave, I know you cant answer me, but I just wanted you to know that you are a great doctor, and a great friend.
Suddenly a big man entered the room, making Weaver jump of surprise.
"Who are you?"
"Ron Malucci"
"Nice meeting you, I'm dr. Weaver"
"Yeah whatever, listen I got this notice from the insurance company, they say that they have paid what they had to, and that we have to pay the rest of the time Dave is in the hospital." Kerry looked at him.
"What kind of insurance is that?"
"The one I could afford" Ron snapped
"We can surely figure out something"
"That will require lots of paperwork I guess"
"Some" Kerry looked at the man, he was unshaved and smeeled a mix of alcohol and sweat.
"Then take him off the machines"
"What?!"
"Take that bastard off the machines"
"You don't mean that?!"
"That boy have cost far to much for me already. 'not as much as you have used at alcohol' Weaver thought for herself