Title: Different, but the Same
Archive: Ask-I'll let you know
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters they belong to NBC and Warner Brothers and Michael Crichton
This is an alternate ending to "Thy Will Be Done." What if John asked someone else first? This is a story of what could have happened had one thing changed and the effects that it could have had on the lives of those on the ER.
A slight turn towards the angst genre, but that should be short lived. (I hope) Not much John and Randi dialog in this one, but I have a reason. This chapter really focuses on the relationship between John and Millicent & Randi and Millicent.
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(Six months later)
"More roses? Who are they for?"
"Who do you think? The same person yesterday's bouquet was for, and the day's before that-"
"I know. I was just hoping Luka would get the idea that stuff like this is romantic."
"Yeah. Mark does not take hints very well, either!"
Abby and Elizabeth stood behind the admit desk, looking over charts.
"Here comes the happy couple now."
John and Randi had returned from lunch, entering the ambulance doors. She looked at him with a sideways glance when she saw the bouquet of white roses. He held her hand, but continued to look straight ahead, smiling. When they got to the desk, he kissed her on the cheek, and headed to the lounge.
With Abby and Susan looking on, she grabbed the card in the flowers, and began to read. It simply said, "Randi-I love you-John." Randi picked up the bouquet and carried it to the lounge. Other than John, the room was abandoned. He was looking into his locker. She sat the roses on the table, and walked up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, and placing her head on his back.
"Thank you."
He turned to face her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. He proceeded to spin her around putting her between himself and the locker. He leaned in and kissed her tenderly.
****
"Elizabeth, we have an eighty two year old woman coming in. Possible stroke. Find Chen, We may need her help." The doctors and nurses began to prepare for the in coming trauma.
Elizabeth, Jing Mei, Abby, and Kerry met the ambulance as it rolled up. As they unloaded the patient, the Chinese woman went slightly pale and gasped when she saw who it was.
"Oh, no. It's John's grandmother."
"Go and get him. Now!" Elizabeth ordered.
****
Randi was sitting in Johns lap, simply resting her head on his shoulder, and thinking about just how lucky she really was. Suddenly the lounge door swung open with urgency.
"John, you need to come! It's your grandmother!" Jing Mei hated giving this news to her best friend.
John and Randi both leapt off the couch, and sped out the door, with Jing Mei right behind them.
"What is it?" John asked as they ran toward trauma green.
"Possibly a stroke or an MI. Corday and Weaver are in there."
Randi stood outside the windowed door of the trauma room, while John tried to take over the care of Gamma.
"What's her BP?"
"John, we have got it under control. We do not think that it was an MI, but a stroke. Her BP is good, and she has good breath sounds. We had to paralyze her to intubate her, but she is a strong woman. If it was a stroke, it was fairly mild. Please. Let us take care of her, and you just be the grandson for right now."
John reluctantly took Kerry's words under advisement and backed through the door. Randi met him there, and held on to him tightly as tears began to slip down his face. Randi had never seen him quite so vulnerable, and knew nothing else to do but to hold on to him.
****
Five hours later, upstairs in ICU, the elderly woman regained consciousness.
"Gamma, Gamma. I'm here. Everything is going to be all right. I'm here. Don't try to talk; they had to put a tube in your throat to help you breathe. I called dad and he and Gramps are flying back in from Los Angeles. They should be here soon. Do you need anything?"
The woman shook her head no and fell asleep. Minutes later John Carters' Sr. and Jr. entered the room.
John explained everything to them, trying to reassure them both that more than likely she would be okay eventually. In his mind, he was not so certain. When he finished his explanation, he noticed Randi's figure standing in the doorway. He left the two older men to sit with Gamma, and walked over to his girlfriend.
The couple stepped outside, and just embraced each other for a few moments.
"You okay?" Randi asked softly.
"There does not seem to be any brain damage, but she cannot move her legs, signaling that there is some definite damage to the nervous system. There is a possibility of another stroke, and I don't know if she could survive another one. They should extubate her soon, because she is breathing more regularly. Randi, I cannot lose her."
"I know, I know, baby." She put her arms around him again in an effort to comfort him, as he began to cry again.
****
The next day, the doctors extubated Millicent Carter, allowing her to talk to the ones that she loved.
John Sr., Jr., the III, and Randi, stood around her bed, as she complained about the fuss that was made over her in the last few days.
"I don't want to be a bother," she said slowly.
"I promise that you weren't, Gamma. Look, we just want you to get better."
"Could I have some privacy then? And Randi, will you stay and help me get out of this dreadful hospital gown and into something that is mine?"
"Gamma, they have people here that can help you with that."
"I don't mind, John. Really. You men go get some coffee or something, and I will take care of Gamma for a while? You guys need a break."
"You sure?"
Randi kissed John on the lips.
"Yes, I'm sure. Go."
The three John's exited the room, and Randi helped Millicent into a more comfortable gown. The older woman had been making a few random comments, but surprised Randi with what she said next.
"The snow-do you remember me telling you about the snow?"
"Yes. I do remember. Very well." Since they had originally had this conversation, the two women had become very close. Randi got the grandmother she had never had, and Millicent had gotten the granddaughter she had never had.
"I think you have had your last snow. I see the way that you look at my grandson, and the way he looks at you. It is exactly the same look that John Sr. and I had when we were first together. Do you love him, Randi?"
"More than anything," she said honestly. "He brings out the best person in me. He challenges me everyday to be a little better than I was the day before. I can't imagine my life without him in it."
"I already knew that," Millicent said with a slight grin on her face. "I think I will rest now."
"Okay. Sleep well, Gamma."
****
Later that afternoon, after Randi had gone back to her apartment, and John's father and grandfather went back to the mansion for a quick rest, he sat alone in the hospital room with his grandmother.
He was staring out the window, when she woke from her sleep.
"Hey, Gamma, you're up." John sat down in the chair next to the bed, and grabbed onto the elderly woman's shriveled hand.
"John, do you love her?"
"Who, Randi?"
She nodded.
"With all my heart. Aside from you, she is the most important woman in my life. I can't imagine my life without her in it."
Millicent let out a weak laugh.
"She said exactly the same thing. Here-it is something I want you to have."
John looked at what his grandmother was holding in her frail hand.
"Gamma, I can't take that. It is too sentimental. Means too much."
"John, I am eighty two years old. I look silly with this thing. Look, I always said that this would go to my granddaughter, but I don't have one. You have found a wonderful woman John, who has become like a granddaughter to me. Don't let her go. Give this to her, but only when you are ready. I have no doubt that you two will be together for a long, long time. I want nothing more than for you to be happy. Please, take it."
John lifted the large diamond and platinum ring from Millicent's hand, and just looked at it.
*Marriage* he thought to himself, a little frightened by the idea. *This ring would look amazing on Randi's finger* he thought, *but eventually, not now*
He slipped the ring into his pocket, kissed his grandmother's forehead, and headed for the door.
"Thank you, Gamma. I love you. Now, get some sleep-doctors orders."
She waved good-bye to him, and closed her eyes.
****
"Great save, John."
"Thanks Deb." The two friends walked into the lounge after an intense GSW trauma.
"So, how are things going with you and Randi? What has it been like six months?"
"Yep. As of last week."
"Lucky girl."
"Do I detect a bit of jealousy, Deb?"
"Oh get over yourself." The young Asian woman smiled and winked at him. "Night, John!" Deb walked out the door, and John followed.
"Night, Deb."
He walked over to Admit, wishing desperately that Randi did not have the night off. Aside from that, he was tired because he had been with Gamma all day. Thinking of her made him think of the ring that he had just put into his locker. He chuckled to himself over the prospect over proposing to Randi.
"Dr. Carter. Hey, Carter!" Jerry was waving his hand in front of the doctor's face, trying to get his attention.
"Yeah, sorry. What is it?"
The burly desk clerk handed him the phone.
"I think they said it is ICU."
A wave of panic covered John. He began to fear what he would hear on the other end of the line. He swallowed hard.
"Th-This is John Carter."
He listened to the voice on the other end of the line, and his face went pale. He dropped the phone and sprinted up the stairs.
*****************Please Review******************* It seems that this pairing may be lacking something due to the lack of reviews, but you know what? I don't care. I love this story, and am very excited about where it is headed. If you have any suggestions, feel free to let me know, via my email (short_and_sweet_4201@yahoo.com) I am open to any and all suggestions about how to make this a better story. I really am enjoying writing about this couple, and it is kind of different. I am actually considering writing a series of these interesting pairings. I think that Carter and Elizabeth, or Carter and Chuny will be next. What do you think?
Archive: Ask-I'll let you know
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters they belong to NBC and Warner Brothers and Michael Crichton
This is an alternate ending to "Thy Will Be Done." What if John asked someone else first? This is a story of what could have happened had one thing changed and the effects that it could have had on the lives of those on the ER.
A slight turn towards the angst genre, but that should be short lived. (I hope) Not much John and Randi dialog in this one, but I have a reason. This chapter really focuses on the relationship between John and Millicent & Randi and Millicent.
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(Six months later)
"More roses? Who are they for?"
"Who do you think? The same person yesterday's bouquet was for, and the day's before that-"
"I know. I was just hoping Luka would get the idea that stuff like this is romantic."
"Yeah. Mark does not take hints very well, either!"
Abby and Elizabeth stood behind the admit desk, looking over charts.
"Here comes the happy couple now."
John and Randi had returned from lunch, entering the ambulance doors. She looked at him with a sideways glance when she saw the bouquet of white roses. He held her hand, but continued to look straight ahead, smiling. When they got to the desk, he kissed her on the cheek, and headed to the lounge.
With Abby and Susan looking on, she grabbed the card in the flowers, and began to read. It simply said, "Randi-I love you-John." Randi picked up the bouquet and carried it to the lounge. Other than John, the room was abandoned. He was looking into his locker. She sat the roses on the table, and walked up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, and placing her head on his back.
"Thank you."
He turned to face her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. He proceeded to spin her around putting her between himself and the locker. He leaned in and kissed her tenderly.
****
"Elizabeth, we have an eighty two year old woman coming in. Possible stroke. Find Chen, We may need her help." The doctors and nurses began to prepare for the in coming trauma.
Elizabeth, Jing Mei, Abby, and Kerry met the ambulance as it rolled up. As they unloaded the patient, the Chinese woman went slightly pale and gasped when she saw who it was.
"Oh, no. It's John's grandmother."
"Go and get him. Now!" Elizabeth ordered.
****
Randi was sitting in Johns lap, simply resting her head on his shoulder, and thinking about just how lucky she really was. Suddenly the lounge door swung open with urgency.
"John, you need to come! It's your grandmother!" Jing Mei hated giving this news to her best friend.
John and Randi both leapt off the couch, and sped out the door, with Jing Mei right behind them.
"What is it?" John asked as they ran toward trauma green.
"Possibly a stroke or an MI. Corday and Weaver are in there."
Randi stood outside the windowed door of the trauma room, while John tried to take over the care of Gamma.
"What's her BP?"
"John, we have got it under control. We do not think that it was an MI, but a stroke. Her BP is good, and she has good breath sounds. We had to paralyze her to intubate her, but she is a strong woman. If it was a stroke, it was fairly mild. Please. Let us take care of her, and you just be the grandson for right now."
John reluctantly took Kerry's words under advisement and backed through the door. Randi met him there, and held on to him tightly as tears began to slip down his face. Randi had never seen him quite so vulnerable, and knew nothing else to do but to hold on to him.
****
Five hours later, upstairs in ICU, the elderly woman regained consciousness.
"Gamma, Gamma. I'm here. Everything is going to be all right. I'm here. Don't try to talk; they had to put a tube in your throat to help you breathe. I called dad and he and Gramps are flying back in from Los Angeles. They should be here soon. Do you need anything?"
The woman shook her head no and fell asleep. Minutes later John Carters' Sr. and Jr. entered the room.
John explained everything to them, trying to reassure them both that more than likely she would be okay eventually. In his mind, he was not so certain. When he finished his explanation, he noticed Randi's figure standing in the doorway. He left the two older men to sit with Gamma, and walked over to his girlfriend.
The couple stepped outside, and just embraced each other for a few moments.
"You okay?" Randi asked softly.
"There does not seem to be any brain damage, but she cannot move her legs, signaling that there is some definite damage to the nervous system. There is a possibility of another stroke, and I don't know if she could survive another one. They should extubate her soon, because she is breathing more regularly. Randi, I cannot lose her."
"I know, I know, baby." She put her arms around him again in an effort to comfort him, as he began to cry again.
****
The next day, the doctors extubated Millicent Carter, allowing her to talk to the ones that she loved.
John Sr., Jr., the III, and Randi, stood around her bed, as she complained about the fuss that was made over her in the last few days.
"I don't want to be a bother," she said slowly.
"I promise that you weren't, Gamma. Look, we just want you to get better."
"Could I have some privacy then? And Randi, will you stay and help me get out of this dreadful hospital gown and into something that is mine?"
"Gamma, they have people here that can help you with that."
"I don't mind, John. Really. You men go get some coffee or something, and I will take care of Gamma for a while? You guys need a break."
"You sure?"
Randi kissed John on the lips.
"Yes, I'm sure. Go."
The three John's exited the room, and Randi helped Millicent into a more comfortable gown. The older woman had been making a few random comments, but surprised Randi with what she said next.
"The snow-do you remember me telling you about the snow?"
"Yes. I do remember. Very well." Since they had originally had this conversation, the two women had become very close. Randi got the grandmother she had never had, and Millicent had gotten the granddaughter she had never had.
"I think you have had your last snow. I see the way that you look at my grandson, and the way he looks at you. It is exactly the same look that John Sr. and I had when we were first together. Do you love him, Randi?"
"More than anything," she said honestly. "He brings out the best person in me. He challenges me everyday to be a little better than I was the day before. I can't imagine my life without him in it."
"I already knew that," Millicent said with a slight grin on her face. "I think I will rest now."
"Okay. Sleep well, Gamma."
****
Later that afternoon, after Randi had gone back to her apartment, and John's father and grandfather went back to the mansion for a quick rest, he sat alone in the hospital room with his grandmother.
He was staring out the window, when she woke from her sleep.
"Hey, Gamma, you're up." John sat down in the chair next to the bed, and grabbed onto the elderly woman's shriveled hand.
"John, do you love her?"
"Who, Randi?"
She nodded.
"With all my heart. Aside from you, she is the most important woman in my life. I can't imagine my life without her in it."
Millicent let out a weak laugh.
"She said exactly the same thing. Here-it is something I want you to have."
John looked at what his grandmother was holding in her frail hand.
"Gamma, I can't take that. It is too sentimental. Means too much."
"John, I am eighty two years old. I look silly with this thing. Look, I always said that this would go to my granddaughter, but I don't have one. You have found a wonderful woman John, who has become like a granddaughter to me. Don't let her go. Give this to her, but only when you are ready. I have no doubt that you two will be together for a long, long time. I want nothing more than for you to be happy. Please, take it."
John lifted the large diamond and platinum ring from Millicent's hand, and just looked at it.
*Marriage* he thought to himself, a little frightened by the idea. *This ring would look amazing on Randi's finger* he thought, *but eventually, not now*
He slipped the ring into his pocket, kissed his grandmother's forehead, and headed for the door.
"Thank you, Gamma. I love you. Now, get some sleep-doctors orders."
She waved good-bye to him, and closed her eyes.
****
"Great save, John."
"Thanks Deb." The two friends walked into the lounge after an intense GSW trauma.
"So, how are things going with you and Randi? What has it been like six months?"
"Yep. As of last week."
"Lucky girl."
"Do I detect a bit of jealousy, Deb?"
"Oh get over yourself." The young Asian woman smiled and winked at him. "Night, John!" Deb walked out the door, and John followed.
"Night, Deb."
He walked over to Admit, wishing desperately that Randi did not have the night off. Aside from that, he was tired because he had been with Gamma all day. Thinking of her made him think of the ring that he had just put into his locker. He chuckled to himself over the prospect over proposing to Randi.
"Dr. Carter. Hey, Carter!" Jerry was waving his hand in front of the doctor's face, trying to get his attention.
"Yeah, sorry. What is it?"
The burly desk clerk handed him the phone.
"I think they said it is ICU."
A wave of panic covered John. He began to fear what he would hear on the other end of the line. He swallowed hard.
"Th-This is John Carter."
He listened to the voice on the other end of the line, and his face went pale. He dropped the phone and sprinted up the stairs.
*****************Please Review******************* It seems that this pairing may be lacking something due to the lack of reviews, but you know what? I don't care. I love this story, and am very excited about where it is headed. If you have any suggestions, feel free to let me know, via my email (short_and_sweet_4201@yahoo.com) I am open to any and all suggestions about how to make this a better story. I really am enjoying writing about this couple, and it is kind of different. I am actually considering writing a series of these interesting pairings. I think that Carter and Elizabeth, or Carter and Chuny will be next. What do you think?