AN: I'm very sorry for the delay. It's just been so much lately, and unfortunately school has to come first sometimes…. I hope you guys like this part and feel free to give me a review.
Goodbye, dr. Carter, part 11
"Johnny! Johnny!" Alfred screamed. This couldn't be happening. They needed to get out of there now. "Johnny! Get up! They're coming!"
"I can't", John said with a weak voice.
Alfred was relived when John spoke. "Yes, you can! I'll help you. Come on".
"HEY GUYS", Michael called out behind them. "DID I MENTION THAT I'M A BUTCHER AS WELL AS A HUNTER? IF YOU DIDN'T YOU SURE KNOW NOW, RIGHT?!"
"Johnny! Take my arm. We have to get away if we don't want to be hot dogs".
Alfred didn't wait for John to answer. He just lifted him up, put his arm around his neck, and ran away with John hanging next to him. Alfred ran and ran to he nearly collapsed too. As the minutes had gone by John started to feel and look a lot better. Whatever the poison was it was only temporally even though his shoulder and right arm were partly paralyzed.
"Johnny! You look better already".
"Thanks for not leaving me Abby. I think I can walk now".
"Thank God", Alfred laughed. "You are kinda heavy".
John smiled. "Thanks".
Suddenly Alfred made some weird faces. He was clearly in agony.
"What is it, Abby?"
"Another arrow".
"Where?!"
"My left leg".
Now it was John's turn to save his friend. Michael and his gang were getting closer and there were raining arrows around them. The voices behind them were getting higher.
John and Alfred ran and ran but they came nowhere. There were only trees wherever they looked.
"Hey, Abby. Won't they give up soon?"
"I dunno. I'm so tired. Let's see if we can find a place to hide. In a cave or something".
"Good idea".
They continued running while looking. Fortunately there was a huge cliff with big enough room for both of them. John wasn't sure whether this was a good idea or not, but they couldn't keep running forever. He had no idea of what Michael and the gang had put in the arrows. He still couldn't feel his right arm, and maybe he never would. If they were hit by more arrows they wouldn't be able to move soon. They hid underneath the cliff while they heard Michael scream and shout. That guy really was crazy.
John and Alfred sat quietly next to each other trying not to breath too loud. For some reason John started thinking of Abby Lockhart when he sat there cold and scared in the dark. He realized he missed her, but she'd probably forgotten about him. She was probably back together with Luka now. John never used to think about her at day, only at night. Even though he loved his life like he lived he still thought about the old days at County. He kinda missed the adrenalin kick he always got when he worked on a trauma. It'd be nice to see some of them again. Deb, Dave, Mark, Benton, the nurses, and not to mention Abby. Maybe he'd go and visit one day, just to show them how well he was doing….. if he came out of this alive.
Goodbye, dr. Carter, part 11
"Johnny! Johnny!" Alfred screamed. This couldn't be happening. They needed to get out of there now. "Johnny! Get up! They're coming!"
"I can't", John said with a weak voice.
Alfred was relived when John spoke. "Yes, you can! I'll help you. Come on".
"HEY GUYS", Michael called out behind them. "DID I MENTION THAT I'M A BUTCHER AS WELL AS A HUNTER? IF YOU DIDN'T YOU SURE KNOW NOW, RIGHT?!"
"Johnny! Take my arm. We have to get away if we don't want to be hot dogs".
Alfred didn't wait for John to answer. He just lifted him up, put his arm around his neck, and ran away with John hanging next to him. Alfred ran and ran to he nearly collapsed too. As the minutes had gone by John started to feel and look a lot better. Whatever the poison was it was only temporally even though his shoulder and right arm were partly paralyzed.
"Johnny! You look better already".
"Thanks for not leaving me Abby. I think I can walk now".
"Thank God", Alfred laughed. "You are kinda heavy".
John smiled. "Thanks".
Suddenly Alfred made some weird faces. He was clearly in agony.
"What is it, Abby?"
"Another arrow".
"Where?!"
"My left leg".
Now it was John's turn to save his friend. Michael and his gang were getting closer and there were raining arrows around them. The voices behind them were getting higher.
John and Alfred ran and ran but they came nowhere. There were only trees wherever they looked.
"Hey, Abby. Won't they give up soon?"
"I dunno. I'm so tired. Let's see if we can find a place to hide. In a cave or something".
"Good idea".
They continued running while looking. Fortunately there was a huge cliff with big enough room for both of them. John wasn't sure whether this was a good idea or not, but they couldn't keep running forever. He had no idea of what Michael and the gang had put in the arrows. He still couldn't feel his right arm, and maybe he never would. If they were hit by more arrows they wouldn't be able to move soon. They hid underneath the cliff while they heard Michael scream and shout. That guy really was crazy.
John and Alfred sat quietly next to each other trying not to breath too loud. For some reason John started thinking of Abby Lockhart when he sat there cold and scared in the dark. He realized he missed her, but she'd probably forgotten about him. She was probably back together with Luka now. John never used to think about her at day, only at night. Even though he loved his life like he lived he still thought about the old days at County. He kinda missed the adrenalin kick he always got when he worked on a trauma. It'd be nice to see some of them again. Deb, Dave, Mark, Benton, the nurses, and not to mention Abby. Maybe he'd go and visit one day, just to show them how well he was doing….. if he came out of this alive.