This story takes place a year in the future. It contains moments from all 8 seasons of ER.
Disclaimer: All ER Characters belong to Warner Bros., Michael Critchon, and NBC
Members of the ER staff remember a lost friend 1 year later.
Chapter 1:Elizabeth
Elizabeth Corday yawned as she sat up in bed. It was the start of a new day. A day that would be hard for her and the rest of the ER. It had been a year today since she had lost Mark. She lightly touched his side of the bed it had remained empty for a year except for the times Ella and Rachel would end up in her bed . Ella was 2 now and Rachel was almost 16. They both looked like their father. She sighed sadly as she climbed out of bed. She glanced at the few pictures that sat on her dresser. There was also a photo album siting on the dresser. Elizabeth picked it up and sat back down on the bed.
She opened the album. She smiled. There was a picture of her and Mark singing Piano man. Next to the picture was one with her, Mark, David, and Isabelle. That night had been Valentine's Day the night Lucy and Carter had been stabbed. She had felt terribly guilty over Lucy's death for months. She had promised her she'd get her through it and she hadn't. She was thankful to have Mark he had helped her through that difficult time. She flipped to another page and there was a picture of her and Mark doing the Tango. Someone at the wedding had snapped it. Mark had gotten a copy and surprised her with it a few days later.
Tears filled her eyes as she glided her finger over Mark's face. She remembered the first time she had met Mark. It was her first day at County and there was some sort of film crew there filming the doctors and nurses as they worked in the ER. He had a bruise on his face and his arm in a sling. She found out later from Carol that Mark had been attacked in the men's room. She found herself drawn to him but she ended up dating Peter. It was soon after their break up that she started to see Mark. She fell in love with him that day as they danced the Tango.
Elizabeth flipped the page again. The pictures she saw next made her laugh a little. They were pictures from their camping trip in Wisconsin. In one picture she held a wild flower bouquet. That bouquet had caused trouble. She had picked poison ivy that caused her to get a rash on her hands. She had unknowingly given it to Mark on a very sensitive part of his body. Elizabeth smiled as she remembered that day. Mark had been so embarrassed when Haleh walked in as she was giving him a shot.
Elizabeth continued to go through the pages. She stopped on a picture of her and Mark standing in front of their new house. It was a balmy fall day and Carter and Peter were helping them move in. Mark asked Carter to snap a picture of him and his fiancée in front of their new house. A few tears filled Elizabeth's eyes as she remembered finding her beautiful engagement ring in the freezer. "Elizabeth I love you, I was hoping you'd give me the honor and privilege of being your husband" Those words played through Elizabeth's mind.
She wiped a tear from her cheek as she turned the page. There was a picture of Elizabeth her stomach starting to poke out under her scrub top. Mark was standing next to her smiling his hand sat on her belly. She thought about the day she found out she was pregnant. She had gotten sick during a trauma. She was stunned when Jing Mei told her she was pregnant. When she got home she found Mark sitting in the kitchen. "Mark I have something to tell you" "Well I know its not exactly the best time but....what the hell! I'm pregnant" echoed in her head.
Elizabeth turned the page again. He picture she saw brought tears to her eyes. It was taken in New York in front of the Christmas Tree in Rockefeller Center. They were in New York so Mark could have surgery to remove a tumor in his brain. The picture right next to it was taken the day Mark was discharged. She and Mark were standing next to Dr. Burke the surgeon who had saved Mark's life. More tears spilled from her eyes. Mark had gone back to Dr. Burke when the tumor returned but surgery wouldn't save him this time.
Elizabeth reached for a tissue sitting on the nightstand. She turned the page once again. She smiled at the photos before her. They were of her and Mark's wedding. She remembered sitting in the church with her parents waiting for Mark. He was running late and she had been more frightened than she let on. "I do fret, When he's late I fret, every time he slurs a word or bumps his head I fret I'm afraid not of being with him but of being with out him, I'm afraid he won't be around to raise this child" She was relieved when Robert popped his head in to tell her Mark was on his way. The wedding went on as planned and her and Mark were married.
She turned the page again. A picture of Mark holding Ella on the day she was born sat under the protective film. Thoughts of the night they almost lost Ella came to her mind. She regretted all the nights she spent in a hotel away from Mark. She missed out on time with him and she regretted it. She remembered the day she found out about his tumor returning. Susan gave her the hints she needed to figure it out. She had been devastated. It was also that day that Ella uttered her first word "Dada" She returned to Mark that night she returned to find him sick on the bathroom floor. She held him tight never wanting to let him go.
In the weeks to come he told her he didn't want to continue his treatment. "Do it for me, do it for Ella, do it for Rachel" she had pleaded with him. He told her he didn't want to live what life he had left in a hospital bed hooked up to IVs and machines he wanted to die the way he lived. That had been his last day in the ER. It wasn't long after that that Mark got sicker. Then one warm spring day he passed on quietly in Elizabeth's arms.
Elizabeth turned to the last page of the album. It was photo of her Mark ,Rachel and Ella. It was the last photo ever taken of Mark. It was taken just weeks before he died. Carter had been the photographer. He had come to the house to see Mark as did many of his friends did near the end. Mark asked him if he'd mind taking one last picture of him with his family. Carter had tears in his eyes as he agreed snapping the final photo Mark would ever be in. She was crying now as she kissed her finger and glided it over Mark's smiling face.
Elizabeth head soft footsteps. She looked up to see Rachel standing there holding Ella's hand. "Elizabeth" she whispered. "Can we come in" She nodded patting the bed next to her. Rachel saw that she was crying "Are you okay" she asked. Elizabeth nodded "I'm fine I was just looking at photos of your father" She looked at Rachel and Ella. She never really lost Mark he lived on in her heart and in his two beautiful daughters. She smiled and flipped the pages back to the beginning and shared the photos with her daughter and stepdaughter.
Chapter 2:Carter.....Coming Soon!!
Disclaimer: All ER Characters belong to Warner Bros., Michael Critchon, and NBC
Members of the ER staff remember a lost friend 1 year later.
Chapter 1:Elizabeth
Elizabeth Corday yawned as she sat up in bed. It was the start of a new day. A day that would be hard for her and the rest of the ER. It had been a year today since she had lost Mark. She lightly touched his side of the bed it had remained empty for a year except for the times Ella and Rachel would end up in her bed . Ella was 2 now and Rachel was almost 16. They both looked like their father. She sighed sadly as she climbed out of bed. She glanced at the few pictures that sat on her dresser. There was also a photo album siting on the dresser. Elizabeth picked it up and sat back down on the bed.
She opened the album. She smiled. There was a picture of her and Mark singing Piano man. Next to the picture was one with her, Mark, David, and Isabelle. That night had been Valentine's Day the night Lucy and Carter had been stabbed. She had felt terribly guilty over Lucy's death for months. She had promised her she'd get her through it and she hadn't. She was thankful to have Mark he had helped her through that difficult time. She flipped to another page and there was a picture of her and Mark doing the Tango. Someone at the wedding had snapped it. Mark had gotten a copy and surprised her with it a few days later.
Tears filled her eyes as she glided her finger over Mark's face. She remembered the first time she had met Mark. It was her first day at County and there was some sort of film crew there filming the doctors and nurses as they worked in the ER. He had a bruise on his face and his arm in a sling. She found out later from Carol that Mark had been attacked in the men's room. She found herself drawn to him but she ended up dating Peter. It was soon after their break up that she started to see Mark. She fell in love with him that day as they danced the Tango.
Elizabeth flipped the page again. The pictures she saw next made her laugh a little. They were pictures from their camping trip in Wisconsin. In one picture she held a wild flower bouquet. That bouquet had caused trouble. She had picked poison ivy that caused her to get a rash on her hands. She had unknowingly given it to Mark on a very sensitive part of his body. Elizabeth smiled as she remembered that day. Mark had been so embarrassed when Haleh walked in as she was giving him a shot.
Elizabeth continued to go through the pages. She stopped on a picture of her and Mark standing in front of their new house. It was a balmy fall day and Carter and Peter were helping them move in. Mark asked Carter to snap a picture of him and his fiancée in front of their new house. A few tears filled Elizabeth's eyes as she remembered finding her beautiful engagement ring in the freezer. "Elizabeth I love you, I was hoping you'd give me the honor and privilege of being your husband" Those words played through Elizabeth's mind.
She wiped a tear from her cheek as she turned the page. There was a picture of Elizabeth her stomach starting to poke out under her scrub top. Mark was standing next to her smiling his hand sat on her belly. She thought about the day she found out she was pregnant. She had gotten sick during a trauma. She was stunned when Jing Mei told her she was pregnant. When she got home she found Mark sitting in the kitchen. "Mark I have something to tell you" "Well I know its not exactly the best time but....what the hell! I'm pregnant" echoed in her head.
Elizabeth turned the page again. He picture she saw brought tears to her eyes. It was taken in New York in front of the Christmas Tree in Rockefeller Center. They were in New York so Mark could have surgery to remove a tumor in his brain. The picture right next to it was taken the day Mark was discharged. She and Mark were standing next to Dr. Burke the surgeon who had saved Mark's life. More tears spilled from her eyes. Mark had gone back to Dr. Burke when the tumor returned but surgery wouldn't save him this time.
Elizabeth reached for a tissue sitting on the nightstand. She turned the page once again. She smiled at the photos before her. They were of her and Mark's wedding. She remembered sitting in the church with her parents waiting for Mark. He was running late and she had been more frightened than she let on. "I do fret, When he's late I fret, every time he slurs a word or bumps his head I fret I'm afraid not of being with him but of being with out him, I'm afraid he won't be around to raise this child" She was relieved when Robert popped his head in to tell her Mark was on his way. The wedding went on as planned and her and Mark were married.
She turned the page again. A picture of Mark holding Ella on the day she was born sat under the protective film. Thoughts of the night they almost lost Ella came to her mind. She regretted all the nights she spent in a hotel away from Mark. She missed out on time with him and she regretted it. She remembered the day she found out about his tumor returning. Susan gave her the hints she needed to figure it out. She had been devastated. It was also that day that Ella uttered her first word "Dada" She returned to Mark that night she returned to find him sick on the bathroom floor. She held him tight never wanting to let him go.
In the weeks to come he told her he didn't want to continue his treatment. "Do it for me, do it for Ella, do it for Rachel" she had pleaded with him. He told her he didn't want to live what life he had left in a hospital bed hooked up to IVs and machines he wanted to die the way he lived. That had been his last day in the ER. It wasn't long after that that Mark got sicker. Then one warm spring day he passed on quietly in Elizabeth's arms.
Elizabeth turned to the last page of the album. It was photo of her Mark ,Rachel and Ella. It was the last photo ever taken of Mark. It was taken just weeks before he died. Carter had been the photographer. He had come to the house to see Mark as did many of his friends did near the end. Mark asked him if he'd mind taking one last picture of him with his family. Carter had tears in his eyes as he agreed snapping the final photo Mark would ever be in. She was crying now as she kissed her finger and glided it over Mark's smiling face.
Elizabeth head soft footsteps. She looked up to see Rachel standing there holding Ella's hand. "Elizabeth" she whispered. "Can we come in" She nodded patting the bed next to her. Rachel saw that she was crying "Are you okay" she asked. Elizabeth nodded "I'm fine I was just looking at photos of your father" She looked at Rachel and Ella. She never really lost Mark he lived on in her heart and in his two beautiful daughters. She smiled and flipped the pages back to the beginning and shared the photos with her daughter and stepdaughter.
Chapter 2:Carter.....Coming Soon!!