Sometimes the Truth Hurts – Part 2
This one takes place after "Quo Vadis" so if you have not yet seen that episode, beware of spoilers! Segments inside the ***** lines indicate a flashback.
As usual, these characters are not mine. They are property of Warner Bros. and Constant C and all those other Hollywood types.
Sometimes the Truth Hurts – Part 2
Carter sighed as he stepped into the large foyer of the Carter family mansion. Days like this made him wish he had a place of his own where he could be completely alone and be able to clear his thoughts. Not to mention a place where he might be able to bring somebody home for some romancing. He smiled as he saw the lilies that Susan had sent Gamma tucked back on a bookcase.
"Well, at least she put them in a vase," John said.
He was at a loss as to what to think about that evening's events. Who would have thought that he, John Carter, the bumbling med student of yore, would ever be kissing Susan Lewis, the resident who had made his days with Dr. Benton bearable and had guided him through his last two years of med school? Since she had come back, Carter now saw her as an equal, rather than his mentor. Although, part of him thought that she still sort of saw him as a kid brother. She had been sort of hesitant about kissing him back. What was he thinking? They already had plans to go out tomorrow since they both had the night off. John whistled a jovial tune as he headed towards his room.
"John, is that you?" John heard as he walked past his grandmother's room.
He stuck his head inside, "Yeah Gamma, did I wake you?"
"Oh no, I've been up." He came in and sat on the edge of her bed.
"You know, you should really get some sleep, you've got a broken hip."
"I know John. I don't need you to remind me of what I already know. Let's just keep it so that you're my grandson and not my doctor."
"Okay, Okay!" John chuckled, knowing he had been beaten. "Listen Gamma, I want you to give Susan a chance. She really wants you to like her and -- "
"John, stop," Gamma cut him off. "I just don't see why she's so desperate for my approval. I don't like it when people suck up to me just for personal gain."
"Gamma, I want you to like her. It's no use for me to try to have some sort of a relationship with her if you don't like her!"
"A relationship? Well, I suppose if you can stand her, I should be able to tolerate her."
"Tolerate her?" John was flabbergasted. "I give up! Good night, Gamma."
"Good night, John," she laughed as he walked out looking so annoyed.
Carter walked the rest of the way to his room, and slammed to door. Gathering himself together, he hit the play button on his answering machine as he began to unbutton his shirt.
"Hello, John? Are you there? Guess not. It's Kerry Weaver. Anyway, I was wondering if you could switch to the night shift on Christmas Eve, you see . . ."
"No way, Kerry," John said to the machine as her message went on. "Find someone else."
" . . . anyway, give me a call or talk to me when you come in tomorrow. These were the extra responsibilities we were talking about that come with being chief resident. See you tomorrow."
"Well, that was a low blow," John muttered as he slipped into his sweat pants.
*Beep*
"Hey, John, this is Tom from AA. Where ya been lately? People've been asking about you at meetings. Anyway, a bunch of us are going to the meeting at St. Luke's Friday night and are then going out for dinner, and we just wanted to see if you could make it. Give me a call, my number's 529-7901. Let me know if you can make it, or just show up at the meeting. Oh, bring your friend Abby too. If you don't mind my saying, she's hot! Or, is she hands off? You two getting a little action? Anyway, give me a call."
*Beep*
Carter stood staring at the answering machine for a minute and then shook his head as he entered the bathroom to wash up.
"Well, Tom, Abby's all yours," He said through a mouth of toothpaste. "I've found somebody better." Or had he?
Back in bed, Carter tried to go to sleep, but to no avail. His back was killing him, and he was plagued with thoughts of Abby.
"God, why can't I get her out of my head?"
Carter's mind slipped back to the real conversation he had had with her.
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"If you want someone with no history you're gonna have to find yourself a virgin!"
"No, I'll settle for somebody who's not hung up over somebody else."
"You don't have to settle for anything, Carter."
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Was he just settling for Susan? Was he just too stubborn to accept Abby on her terms and not his? Was Susan his second choice?
"Of course not," John said to no one in particular.
Then, why did he feel like something was missing from his life these days? Sure, he missed Abby. He missed having somebody to talk to about his problems. Sure, he and Susan had plenty of fun, but could he really talk to her? Even after he told her about the stabbing and the addiction and rehab, she had just brushed it aside as something that was in his past, and joked about his scar. But, it wasn't something in his past. There wasn't a day when he didn't have cravings and think about how easy it would be to just take some Vicodin or Phentonal from the drug lockup. The only person who really seemed to understand this was Abby. Sure, is was mostly because she was also an addict and because she had seen him at his worse, but he and Abby had their fun and their serious moments. Hell, he didn't even know if Susan could take him seriously. She could never even call him John before, and he hadn't heard her call him that yet. Abby sure had a way of messing with his head, even when he hadn't spoken to her in weeks.
"What am I supposed to do?" John suddenly asked. But there was no one to answer him but the darkness.
To be continued . . .
Part three is soon to come. Let me know what you think!!!!
This one takes place after "Quo Vadis" so if you have not yet seen that episode, beware of spoilers! Segments inside the ***** lines indicate a flashback.
As usual, these characters are not mine. They are property of Warner Bros. and Constant C and all those other Hollywood types.
Sometimes the Truth Hurts – Part 2
Carter sighed as he stepped into the large foyer of the Carter family mansion. Days like this made him wish he had a place of his own where he could be completely alone and be able to clear his thoughts. Not to mention a place where he might be able to bring somebody home for some romancing. He smiled as he saw the lilies that Susan had sent Gamma tucked back on a bookcase.
"Well, at least she put them in a vase," John said.
He was at a loss as to what to think about that evening's events. Who would have thought that he, John Carter, the bumbling med student of yore, would ever be kissing Susan Lewis, the resident who had made his days with Dr. Benton bearable and had guided him through his last two years of med school? Since she had come back, Carter now saw her as an equal, rather than his mentor. Although, part of him thought that she still sort of saw him as a kid brother. She had been sort of hesitant about kissing him back. What was he thinking? They already had plans to go out tomorrow since they both had the night off. John whistled a jovial tune as he headed towards his room.
"John, is that you?" John heard as he walked past his grandmother's room.
He stuck his head inside, "Yeah Gamma, did I wake you?"
"Oh no, I've been up." He came in and sat on the edge of her bed.
"You know, you should really get some sleep, you've got a broken hip."
"I know John. I don't need you to remind me of what I already know. Let's just keep it so that you're my grandson and not my doctor."
"Okay, Okay!" John chuckled, knowing he had been beaten. "Listen Gamma, I want you to give Susan a chance. She really wants you to like her and -- "
"John, stop," Gamma cut him off. "I just don't see why she's so desperate for my approval. I don't like it when people suck up to me just for personal gain."
"Gamma, I want you to like her. It's no use for me to try to have some sort of a relationship with her if you don't like her!"
"A relationship? Well, I suppose if you can stand her, I should be able to tolerate her."
"Tolerate her?" John was flabbergasted. "I give up! Good night, Gamma."
"Good night, John," she laughed as he walked out looking so annoyed.
Carter walked the rest of the way to his room, and slammed to door. Gathering himself together, he hit the play button on his answering machine as he began to unbutton his shirt.
"Hello, John? Are you there? Guess not. It's Kerry Weaver. Anyway, I was wondering if you could switch to the night shift on Christmas Eve, you see . . ."
"No way, Kerry," John said to the machine as her message went on. "Find someone else."
" . . . anyway, give me a call or talk to me when you come in tomorrow. These were the extra responsibilities we were talking about that come with being chief resident. See you tomorrow."
"Well, that was a low blow," John muttered as he slipped into his sweat pants.
*Beep*
"Hey, John, this is Tom from AA. Where ya been lately? People've been asking about you at meetings. Anyway, a bunch of us are going to the meeting at St. Luke's Friday night and are then going out for dinner, and we just wanted to see if you could make it. Give me a call, my number's 529-7901. Let me know if you can make it, or just show up at the meeting. Oh, bring your friend Abby too. If you don't mind my saying, she's hot! Or, is she hands off? You two getting a little action? Anyway, give me a call."
*Beep*
Carter stood staring at the answering machine for a minute and then shook his head as he entered the bathroom to wash up.
"Well, Tom, Abby's all yours," He said through a mouth of toothpaste. "I've found somebody better." Or had he?
Back in bed, Carter tried to go to sleep, but to no avail. His back was killing him, and he was plagued with thoughts of Abby.
"God, why can't I get her out of my head?"
Carter's mind slipped back to the real conversation he had had with her.
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"If you want someone with no history you're gonna have to find yourself a virgin!"
"No, I'll settle for somebody who's not hung up over somebody else."
"You don't have to settle for anything, Carter."
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Was he just settling for Susan? Was he just too stubborn to accept Abby on her terms and not his? Was Susan his second choice?
"Of course not," John said to no one in particular.
Then, why did he feel like something was missing from his life these days? Sure, he missed Abby. He missed having somebody to talk to about his problems. Sure, he and Susan had plenty of fun, but could he really talk to her? Even after he told her about the stabbing and the addiction and rehab, she had just brushed it aside as something that was in his past, and joked about his scar. But, it wasn't something in his past. There wasn't a day when he didn't have cravings and think about how easy it would be to just take some Vicodin or Phentonal from the drug lockup. The only person who really seemed to understand this was Abby. Sure, is was mostly because she was also an addict and because she had seen him at his worse, but he and Abby had their fun and their serious moments. Hell, he didn't even know if Susan could take him seriously. She could never even call him John before, and he hadn't heard her call him that yet. Abby sure had a way of messing with his head, even when he hadn't spoken to her in weeks.
"What am I supposed to do?" John suddenly asked. But there was no one to answer him but the darkness.
To be continued . . .
Part three is soon to come. Let me know what you think!!!!