Wounded
By: *Heather*
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the show ER.
Author's note: This fic happens right after *the kiss* in "Lockdown". Don't get frustrated if you don't like the way the story goes- I assure you, it IS a carby, I just really, REALLY like angsty Abby... My emergency room scene is probably terrible, but I don't know a lot of doctor lingo, so please forgive me...
Chapter 3: Nightmare
*~*~*~*~*
"Carter!"
He had barely even walked in the door when he heard the shout of his name. Carter jerked around to see Susan pulling a bloody stretcher towards trauma one. She looked at him desperately.
"I'll be right there!" he called after her as he rushed to the break room to get his things.
The ER had been hit with a major fire accident. A building on the West side had gone up in flames an hour ago, and the ambulances just kept coming. They were counting close to a total of 15 victims, most of them with critical burns.
As Carter was dashing to help Susan, he was hit with another ping of uneasiness. He didn't have any time to try and figure it out at the moment, so he did all he could to ignore it and get back to work.
*~*~*~*~*
Blinding bright headlights and sharp, dangerous corners were all Abby could see for light years ahead of her. And this vision was blurred entirely by her own tears. The combination of misery and the alcohol in her system was a deadly mix. The vehicle was swerving all over the highway, no matter how she tried to control it. The small bit of common sense she had left was wondering why the hell she had ever gotten in this car. But depression overwhelmed this common sense, and she floored the peddle. She just didn't care anymore...
She heard the crash before she felt the jolt of it. She remembered how terrifying it was to see her reflection in the rear view mirror. Then, all of a sudden, she was lying on the pavement a few feet from the car. Her door had been completely torn away. She fought hard to stay awake, but to no avail. Before she fell unconscious, a single tear rolled down her cheek, and she only wished she could have saved Carter from so much pain...
*~*~*~*~*
"We've got another one coming in!" someone yelled from the ER entrance.
"I got it!" Carter had been working for nearly an hour on the burn victims, and one by one they were being sent upstairs.
"Is it more from the fire?" he asked as he followed the EMT to the ambulance.
"No, this one's an auto accident out on highway 41... Caucasian female with massive abdominal trauma... Hit a truck head-on..."
Carter stood back from the ambulance doors and was hit with the most undeniable feeling of doom he had gotten all night. This time it was impossible to dismiss. He tried his best to prepare himself for a bloody scene.
But nothing could have prepared him for what came out of that ambulance.
*~*~*~*~*
"Let's get her to trauma two!!!"
Carter ripped open the door on the room and lifted Abby onto the bed at the usual count of three. He slapped on the latex gloves as nurses and EMTs rushed around him.
When he saw her face coming out of that ambulance, he just about fell over and passed out. The same words kept replaying in his head- "It's Abby, It's Abby..." And everything he had been feeling that night came rushing back with a new and overbearing intensity.
Which made the process of treating her just a little more difficult.
He put on a pair of goggles and inspected the huge gash in Abby's stomach. A nurse continued hooking her up to the monitor and giving her oxygen. There was blood everywhere; she looked so small and helpless. All he wanted was for her to wake up and be OK. He almost felt he was going to be sick... He wished so badly he could have prevented this... When had this all gotten so bad?
"Dr. Carter, she's stopped breathing..."
"Ok, prep her for emergency surgery; someone get Dr. Lewis in here now!!!"
"Starting CPR..."
Carter began pumping Abby's chest. He looked at her face with the most determined look in his eyes. A flat, green line flashed across the black monitor like Death's own eerie signature. Carter had never been so gripped with fear. He kept going with the fiercest passion he could muster.
"No, you will not die on me now Abby...," he said through tightly clenched teeth.
"Doctor, we need to operate or she is going to bleed to death..."
Carter turned his sweat-covered face at the nurse, then back at Abby's monitor. His mind began humming with horrible thoughts he couldn't even begin to comprehend. He had to save her; he refused to see her die...
Suddenly, everyone in the room jumped as Abby's monitor sprang back to life. Her heart rate began to stabilize and Carter almost fainted again for relief. He had never been so relieved...
"Dr. Carter, we need to operate..."
"Yes, yes get Dr. Lewis down here..."
Carter continued to add clean gauze to Abby's wounds. His eyes began to fill up with new tears as Susan entered to operate on Abby.
"Oh my God, is that Abby? What happened?" asked Susan urgently. Carter only looked at her and said nothing. She tried to get Carter to leave, but he demanded to stay, so she began working on Abby regardless.
"What the hell happened here?" Susan asked as she continued on Abby.
"I have no idea..." Carter's eyes glazed over as he imagined all the terrible possibilities...
The whole scene was like some horrific nightmare, and all he wanted was to finally wake up...
By: *Heather*
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the show ER.
Author's note: This fic happens right after *the kiss* in "Lockdown". Don't get frustrated if you don't like the way the story goes- I assure you, it IS a carby, I just really, REALLY like angsty Abby... My emergency room scene is probably terrible, but I don't know a lot of doctor lingo, so please forgive me...
Chapter 3: Nightmare
*~*~*~*~*
"Carter!"
He had barely even walked in the door when he heard the shout of his name. Carter jerked around to see Susan pulling a bloody stretcher towards trauma one. She looked at him desperately.
"I'll be right there!" he called after her as he rushed to the break room to get his things.
The ER had been hit with a major fire accident. A building on the West side had gone up in flames an hour ago, and the ambulances just kept coming. They were counting close to a total of 15 victims, most of them with critical burns.
As Carter was dashing to help Susan, he was hit with another ping of uneasiness. He didn't have any time to try and figure it out at the moment, so he did all he could to ignore it and get back to work.
*~*~*~*~*
Blinding bright headlights and sharp, dangerous corners were all Abby could see for light years ahead of her. And this vision was blurred entirely by her own tears. The combination of misery and the alcohol in her system was a deadly mix. The vehicle was swerving all over the highway, no matter how she tried to control it. The small bit of common sense she had left was wondering why the hell she had ever gotten in this car. But depression overwhelmed this common sense, and she floored the peddle. She just didn't care anymore...
She heard the crash before she felt the jolt of it. She remembered how terrifying it was to see her reflection in the rear view mirror. Then, all of a sudden, she was lying on the pavement a few feet from the car. Her door had been completely torn away. She fought hard to stay awake, but to no avail. Before she fell unconscious, a single tear rolled down her cheek, and she only wished she could have saved Carter from so much pain...
*~*~*~*~*
"We've got another one coming in!" someone yelled from the ER entrance.
"I got it!" Carter had been working for nearly an hour on the burn victims, and one by one they were being sent upstairs.
"Is it more from the fire?" he asked as he followed the EMT to the ambulance.
"No, this one's an auto accident out on highway 41... Caucasian female with massive abdominal trauma... Hit a truck head-on..."
Carter stood back from the ambulance doors and was hit with the most undeniable feeling of doom he had gotten all night. This time it was impossible to dismiss. He tried his best to prepare himself for a bloody scene.
But nothing could have prepared him for what came out of that ambulance.
*~*~*~*~*
"Let's get her to trauma two!!!"
Carter ripped open the door on the room and lifted Abby onto the bed at the usual count of three. He slapped on the latex gloves as nurses and EMTs rushed around him.
When he saw her face coming out of that ambulance, he just about fell over and passed out. The same words kept replaying in his head- "It's Abby, It's Abby..." And everything he had been feeling that night came rushing back with a new and overbearing intensity.
Which made the process of treating her just a little more difficult.
He put on a pair of goggles and inspected the huge gash in Abby's stomach. A nurse continued hooking her up to the monitor and giving her oxygen. There was blood everywhere; she looked so small and helpless. All he wanted was for her to wake up and be OK. He almost felt he was going to be sick... He wished so badly he could have prevented this... When had this all gotten so bad?
"Dr. Carter, she's stopped breathing..."
"Ok, prep her for emergency surgery; someone get Dr. Lewis in here now!!!"
"Starting CPR..."
Carter began pumping Abby's chest. He looked at her face with the most determined look in his eyes. A flat, green line flashed across the black monitor like Death's own eerie signature. Carter had never been so gripped with fear. He kept going with the fiercest passion he could muster.
"No, you will not die on me now Abby...," he said through tightly clenched teeth.
"Doctor, we need to operate or she is going to bleed to death..."
Carter turned his sweat-covered face at the nurse, then back at Abby's monitor. His mind began humming with horrible thoughts he couldn't even begin to comprehend. He had to save her; he refused to see her die...
Suddenly, everyone in the room jumped as Abby's monitor sprang back to life. Her heart rate began to stabilize and Carter almost fainted again for relief. He had never been so relieved...
"Dr. Carter, we need to operate..."
"Yes, yes get Dr. Lewis down here..."
Carter continued to add clean gauze to Abby's wounds. His eyes began to fill up with new tears as Susan entered to operate on Abby.
"Oh my God, is that Abby? What happened?" asked Susan urgently. Carter only looked at her and said nothing. She tried to get Carter to leave, but he demanded to stay, so she began working on Abby regardless.
"What the hell happened here?" Susan asked as she continued on Abby.
"I have no idea..." Carter's eyes glazed over as he imagined all the terrible possibilities...
The whole scene was like some horrific nightmare, and all he wanted was to finally wake up...