Disclaimer: I'll let you in on a little secret, * looks around and whispers * they're mine! I traded them for 3 magical beans! Just kidding ER producers. They're yours. Please don't sue me... I don't have an open court date until 2031.

Spoilers: None outside of Four Corners

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Author's Notes: It's here...Finally. Sorry it took so long. My Grandma's had some health problems, so all I've been doing is school, homework, and hanging around hospitals. I know it's REALLY short, but I wanted to leave it at somewhat of a cliffhanger. Well, anyways, here it is:

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Carter's head sunk into the flat pillow. After nearly an hour of people shuffling in and out of his room, nurses checking up on him, police questioning him, and friends seeing him, he was exhausted. The police had asked him the standard questions; Did you recognize them? Who was it? Can you give us a description?

He wanted to tell them; prevent this from happening again, but whom was he kidding? Telling the proper authorities wouldn't stop them; it would only encourage them to strive harder for the goal: killing him.

As he saw it, there was only one way to stop them. One way and one way only. Any other way could be predicted.

It was time to stop this. He wouldn't let them mess his life up. He was tired of living in fear. He looked at the thick needle of his IV. Carefully, he took the tape that held it close to his arm and covered it to the finger call button, that way when he slipped to an unconscious state it wouldn't go off. He needed time for this; it was his only friend at the time. He disconnected the IV, and slipped the bulky needle out of the fold of his arm. Angling the needle precisely, he watched it as it plummeted deep in the primary vein in his wrist. Ignoring the throbbing slivers of intense pain, he sliced it vertically up and down, creating a cascading crimson waterfall gushing from his wrist.

'This is it,' he reflected. He wouldn't let them take away his life. He had finally gotten to the part when he wasn't scared. He wouldn't let them do this to him. 'Sorry Mom,' he thought as he felt his life slipping rapidly away from him, 'You'll just have to lose this time."

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Well, what do you think? Should I continue/abandon it like it deserves? Tell me what you think.

~Tori