Title: Remember
Rating: PG
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing.
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Dr. Weaver limped into the ER to start her shift. She walked into the lounge and took of her coat, gloves, and hat and replaced them with her lab coat. She walked back out and looked around.
"Where is everyone?" Kerry asked Frank, who was sitting at the computer.
Frank looked up. "Oh, Dr. Chen, Malucci and Carter's shifts are over. Abby's too," Frank explained, "I'm covering for Randi because they all went out for dinner with Dave."
Kerry nodded. "What about Dr. Greene?"
"He's here."
"And Gallant?"
"He's here, too."
"Dr. Lewis?"
"Listen, Dr. Weaver, do you just want me to list everyone who's here for you?"
"Sorry, Frank. Are there any traumas coming in?"
"Not that I know of."
Kerry sighed. She looked around and spotted Susan at the vending machines. She hobbled over to her.
"Hello, Susan."
Susan turned. "Oh, hi, Kerry. Did you just get on?"
Kerry nodded. "How about you?"
"I'm off in...," Susan paused, "six hours." She sighed. "I hate having the night shift."
"Yeah, well, I know what you mean," Kerry sympathized.
Susan threw a quick smile at her.
"So, were you invited to Malucci's party?" Kerry asked.
Susan bent down to grab her Coke and she and Kerry walked off to find some patients.
"Yeah, but you know, I had my shift and everything. I would've gone, you know," Susan said, smiling.
"Well, I hope they're off having a good time," Kerry replied, sarcastically.
Susan laughed.
Then, a voice from the two-way distracted them. Kerry and Susan ran over to the radio.
"County, are you there?" a paramedic asked.
"We're here, what do you got?" Kerry replied.
"We have four major traumas over here, MVA and a 30 year old beaten male, what can you take?"
"We can take 3 of them," Kerry replied, looking at Susan, who nodded.
"All right, be prepared, we're almost there," the paramedic said.
Kerry got off the radio. "Okay, people, we've got three traumas coming in and I'm going to need everybody's help," she yelled, causing Gallant, Mark, Lydia, Haleh, and Chuny go running to the ambulance bay. Kerry sighed and she and Susan followed. After a few minutes, three ambulances came pulling in. Gallant, Susan, and Haleh ran to the first, Lydia and Mark to another, and Kerry and Chuny to the last.
"Give me the bullet," Kerry said, while wheeling the gurney into Trauma 2.
"Thirty year old white male, found without a jacket in an alley. He was severely beaten and it looks like he was mugged," the paramedic offered.
Kerry nodded and looked over to the next room, where Susan and Gallant were frantically trying to repair the man with them.
"What happened to the others?" she asked the paramedic, who hadn't left the room yet.
"Witnesses say a guy ran out onto the road and a car hit him, causing another car to run into that one," he replied.
Kerry nodded again and looked down, seeing the face of the patient for the first time. Her eyes widen.
"Oh my god," she whispered. "Chuny, it's Dave."
Chuny turned from the monitors in shock, looking down at him, her eyes widening as well. She looked up at Kerry. Kerry looked back into the other trauma rooms, seeing that four doctors weren't enough for these traumas.
"Chuny, I need you to page Carter, Chen, and Abby, get Dave a head CT and call the OR for a surgical consult," she ordered.
Chuny nodded and rushed to the phone.
Ten minutes later, Randi, Carter, Jing-Mei, and Abby rushed through the ER doors, followed by Sam and Anna. Kerry spotted them from the trauma room.
"Carter, Abby, I need you two in here. Chen, go help Mark," she barked at them.
Jing-Mei nodded and rushed into Trauma 1, while Abby and Carter ran to help Weaver.
"What happened, Dr. Weaver?" Abby asked, quickly.
"He was beaten in an alley. He was found without his jacket and wallet, but we don't know what else is gone…" Weaver started. "It's Dave."
"Oh, no," Carter said, while Abby remained speechless.
"Come on, you two, it won't help Dave if you just stand there."
The heart monitor began to beep faster.
"Dr. Weaver, he's going into V-fib!" Chuny exclaimed.
"Get the paddles," Carter said, rushing to Dave's side. Abby grabbed the paddles and handed them to Carter.
"Okay, charge to 100…one, two, three…clear!" Carter yelled.
"No change," Chuny called out.
"Charge to 150…one, two, three…clear!"
"Still no change," Chuny called.
"Again, charge to 200…one, two, three…clear!" Carter yelled, becoming anxious.
"No change," Chuny said again.
"Damn it, Dave, come on…charge to 250…one, two, three…clear!"
"We've got a sinus-rhythm," Abby reported, relieved.
Carter sighed in relief.
"Where's that surgical consult?" Kerry asked.
"They're sending Dr. Corday down," Chuny replied.
Meanwhile, out in Chairs, Sam, Randi, and Anna were met by Brooke and Dylan.
"Where have you guys been?" Anna asked the couple.
Brooke sniffled. "We…we were talking to the police."
"What? Why?" Anna asked, confused.
"We found him," Dylan said, quietly. "We found Dave."
Anna raised her eyebrows. "Well, where is he?"
Dylan looked up at her. "You mean, they didn't tell you? He's in one of those trauma rooms."
"What?" Anna whispered.
"We fou…found him in…in an alley," Brooke told her, faltering, "he…he was beaten…and they…they stole his things, and…"
Dylan pulled her to him and she sobbed onto his shirt. He looked at Anna, who was frozen in her seat. Randi and Sam had had the same reaction.
"Time of death, 20:21," Susan reported. She sighed and looked at Gallant, who didn't say anything. "Hey, are you okay?" she asked him.
He looked at her and gave her a small nod. "I guess."
He looked back down at the man. Haleh walked over and began to pull out the man's things. A wallet fell to the floor and Michael bent down to pick it up. It had fallen open and Gallant's eyes furrowed in confusion. Susan noticed this.
"What's wrong?" she asked. He met her eyes and turned the wallet towards her, showing her the picture on the driver's license. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the other man's face.
"Dr. Lewis, Dr. Gallant, what is it?" Haleh asked.
"This man has Dr. Dave's wallet…but it's not Dave," Susan said, putting the pieces together. "He mugged Dave."
"Get him ready to go up to the OR," Corday ordered. She saw the worried looks on the faces of Carter, Kerry, Abby, and Chuny. "Don't worry, all of you. You know we'll take good care of him."
She and Chuny rolled him to an elevator and took him up, leaving Carter, Abby, and Weaver standing in the trauma room. They snapped out of their trance and walked out, meeting Susan.
"He died," Susan reported, motioning toward her patient. "Listen, there's something you should know. That guy had Malucci's wallet."
Weaver sharply turned her head toward Susan. "What?"
"He…he had Malucci's wallet," Susan said, cautiously.
"It's a good thing that bastard's dead or I'd be in there killing him," Carter said, harshly.
Susan was surprised. "What's going on?"
"Our patient…it was Dave," Abby told her.
Susan's eyes widened. "Oh my gosh, is he okay?"
"They took him up to the OR," Abby replied.
"I'm going to go talk to Anna and Sam," Carter said to Abby. He walked over to Chairs.
"I can't believe this," Kerry said.
Abby looked at the floor. It was the third time one of her co-workers had been severely injured while she was here. She looked up and realized she had been left alone, since Kerry and Susan had walked off to ponder what had happened. She sighed.
"Happy birthday, Dave," she whispered to herself, trying to hold back her tears.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing.
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Dr. Weaver limped into the ER to start her shift. She walked into the lounge and took of her coat, gloves, and hat and replaced them with her lab coat. She walked back out and looked around.
"Where is everyone?" Kerry asked Frank, who was sitting at the computer.
Frank looked up. "Oh, Dr. Chen, Malucci and Carter's shifts are over. Abby's too," Frank explained, "I'm covering for Randi because they all went out for dinner with Dave."
Kerry nodded. "What about Dr. Greene?"
"He's here."
"And Gallant?"
"He's here, too."
"Dr. Lewis?"
"Listen, Dr. Weaver, do you just want me to list everyone who's here for you?"
"Sorry, Frank. Are there any traumas coming in?"
"Not that I know of."
Kerry sighed. She looked around and spotted Susan at the vending machines. She hobbled over to her.
"Hello, Susan."
Susan turned. "Oh, hi, Kerry. Did you just get on?"
Kerry nodded. "How about you?"
"I'm off in...," Susan paused, "six hours." She sighed. "I hate having the night shift."
"Yeah, well, I know what you mean," Kerry sympathized.
Susan threw a quick smile at her.
"So, were you invited to Malucci's party?" Kerry asked.
Susan bent down to grab her Coke and she and Kerry walked off to find some patients.
"Yeah, but you know, I had my shift and everything. I would've gone, you know," Susan said, smiling.
"Well, I hope they're off having a good time," Kerry replied, sarcastically.
Susan laughed.
Then, a voice from the two-way distracted them. Kerry and Susan ran over to the radio.
"County, are you there?" a paramedic asked.
"We're here, what do you got?" Kerry replied.
"We have four major traumas over here, MVA and a 30 year old beaten male, what can you take?"
"We can take 3 of them," Kerry replied, looking at Susan, who nodded.
"All right, be prepared, we're almost there," the paramedic said.
Kerry got off the radio. "Okay, people, we've got three traumas coming in and I'm going to need everybody's help," she yelled, causing Gallant, Mark, Lydia, Haleh, and Chuny go running to the ambulance bay. Kerry sighed and she and Susan followed. After a few minutes, three ambulances came pulling in. Gallant, Susan, and Haleh ran to the first, Lydia and Mark to another, and Kerry and Chuny to the last.
"Give me the bullet," Kerry said, while wheeling the gurney into Trauma 2.
"Thirty year old white male, found without a jacket in an alley. He was severely beaten and it looks like he was mugged," the paramedic offered.
Kerry nodded and looked over to the next room, where Susan and Gallant were frantically trying to repair the man with them.
"What happened to the others?" she asked the paramedic, who hadn't left the room yet.
"Witnesses say a guy ran out onto the road and a car hit him, causing another car to run into that one," he replied.
Kerry nodded again and looked down, seeing the face of the patient for the first time. Her eyes widen.
"Oh my god," she whispered. "Chuny, it's Dave."
Chuny turned from the monitors in shock, looking down at him, her eyes widening as well. She looked up at Kerry. Kerry looked back into the other trauma rooms, seeing that four doctors weren't enough for these traumas.
"Chuny, I need you to page Carter, Chen, and Abby, get Dave a head CT and call the OR for a surgical consult," she ordered.
Chuny nodded and rushed to the phone.
Ten minutes later, Randi, Carter, Jing-Mei, and Abby rushed through the ER doors, followed by Sam and Anna. Kerry spotted them from the trauma room.
"Carter, Abby, I need you two in here. Chen, go help Mark," she barked at them.
Jing-Mei nodded and rushed into Trauma 1, while Abby and Carter ran to help Weaver.
"What happened, Dr. Weaver?" Abby asked, quickly.
"He was beaten in an alley. He was found without his jacket and wallet, but we don't know what else is gone…" Weaver started. "It's Dave."
"Oh, no," Carter said, while Abby remained speechless.
"Come on, you two, it won't help Dave if you just stand there."
The heart monitor began to beep faster.
"Dr. Weaver, he's going into V-fib!" Chuny exclaimed.
"Get the paddles," Carter said, rushing to Dave's side. Abby grabbed the paddles and handed them to Carter.
"Okay, charge to 100…one, two, three…clear!" Carter yelled.
"No change," Chuny called out.
"Charge to 150…one, two, three…clear!"
"Still no change," Chuny called.
"Again, charge to 200…one, two, three…clear!" Carter yelled, becoming anxious.
"No change," Chuny said again.
"Damn it, Dave, come on…charge to 250…one, two, three…clear!"
"We've got a sinus-rhythm," Abby reported, relieved.
Carter sighed in relief.
"Where's that surgical consult?" Kerry asked.
"They're sending Dr. Corday down," Chuny replied.
Meanwhile, out in Chairs, Sam, Randi, and Anna were met by Brooke and Dylan.
"Where have you guys been?" Anna asked the couple.
Brooke sniffled. "We…we were talking to the police."
"What? Why?" Anna asked, confused.
"We found him," Dylan said, quietly. "We found Dave."
Anna raised her eyebrows. "Well, where is he?"
Dylan looked up at her. "You mean, they didn't tell you? He's in one of those trauma rooms."
"What?" Anna whispered.
"We fou…found him in…in an alley," Brooke told her, faltering, "he…he was beaten…and they…they stole his things, and…"
Dylan pulled her to him and she sobbed onto his shirt. He looked at Anna, who was frozen in her seat. Randi and Sam had had the same reaction.
"Time of death, 20:21," Susan reported. She sighed and looked at Gallant, who didn't say anything. "Hey, are you okay?" she asked him.
He looked at her and gave her a small nod. "I guess."
He looked back down at the man. Haleh walked over and began to pull out the man's things. A wallet fell to the floor and Michael bent down to pick it up. It had fallen open and Gallant's eyes furrowed in confusion. Susan noticed this.
"What's wrong?" she asked. He met her eyes and turned the wallet towards her, showing her the picture on the driver's license. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the other man's face.
"Dr. Lewis, Dr. Gallant, what is it?" Haleh asked.
"This man has Dr. Dave's wallet…but it's not Dave," Susan said, putting the pieces together. "He mugged Dave."
"Get him ready to go up to the OR," Corday ordered. She saw the worried looks on the faces of Carter, Kerry, Abby, and Chuny. "Don't worry, all of you. You know we'll take good care of him."
She and Chuny rolled him to an elevator and took him up, leaving Carter, Abby, and Weaver standing in the trauma room. They snapped out of their trance and walked out, meeting Susan.
"He died," Susan reported, motioning toward her patient. "Listen, there's something you should know. That guy had Malucci's wallet."
Weaver sharply turned her head toward Susan. "What?"
"He…he had Malucci's wallet," Susan said, cautiously.
"It's a good thing that bastard's dead or I'd be in there killing him," Carter said, harshly.
Susan was surprised. "What's going on?"
"Our patient…it was Dave," Abby told her.
Susan's eyes widened. "Oh my gosh, is he okay?"
"They took him up to the OR," Abby replied.
"I'm going to go talk to Anna and Sam," Carter said to Abby. He walked over to Chairs.
"I can't believe this," Kerry said.
Abby looked at the floor. It was the third time one of her co-workers had been severely injured while she was here. She looked up and realized she had been left alone, since Kerry and Susan had walked off to ponder what had happened. She sighed.
"Happy birthday, Dave," she whispered to herself, trying to hold back her tears.