Chapter Two: The Good Samaritan
When Carter arrived for his shift the next day, he found everything to be normal. He was surprised when he heard Susan greet him from behind.
He turned around and looked at her questioningly. "I thought you were on at 7? It's almost 7:30." He said, questioningly.
"Haven't you heard? The El broke down, of all days. They said they had a glitch in the system. I had a hard time getting a taxi, with so many people flagging them down, so I decided to walk." She shook her head. "I never realized how far my house is until to day." She added.
"Well, you better hurry before Weaver finds out, or she'll chew your head out." He said with a chuckle.
Susan just rolled her eyes. "Ha. I don't intend for her to find out. Besides, she's probably busy right now. You know, I think she actually gets sick if she doesn't do her job." Susan said as she laughed. However, she saw Carter's quick change of expression, warning her of the inevitable. "She's right behind me, isn't she?" she asked in a low voice, dejected.
"Yes, I am." Susan turned around and saw Kerry standing in front of her. "Do you realize that you are thirty minutes late? You should know that we do not tolerate these things here." Clearly, she was not so pleased with Susan's remark about her. Susan realized this also, and not wanting to be on her bad side, she tried to appease her.
"The El broke down and I can't get a taxi so I walked from my house. I'm sorry, it won't happen again." Susan said almost pleadingly.
"Just make sure that this won't happen again." She finally said. "And Carter, I believe your shift starts right about now." She starts to walk away. However, Carter and Susan started bickering at each other.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me she was there?" Susan asked.
"How was I suppose to tell you?! She was right there!" Carter said defensively.
"No, I think you wanted me to get in trouble!" she replied accusingly.
"Both of you better grab a chart right now or you'll be finding new jobs!" Kerry called out.
"Okay," they replied simultaneously as they both grabbed a chart, fearing the wrath of Weaver.
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"Hey, have you seen Carter?" Abby asked Yosh as he passed by.
"Uh, I think he's in trauma 1. He's with Luka and Susan working on an overdose case." He stopped and gave her a curious look. "Is something wrong?" he questioned.
"No. it's just that I haven't seen him yet." She gave a sigh. "Well, can you please tell him that I'm off already, in case he'd be looking for me?"
"Will do," he assured her. "Oh, hey, a word of advice: don't bother taking the El. I heard that Weaver almost chewed out Dr. Lewis for being late and she told her that she had to walk because the El wasn't working and people were fighting over taxis."
Abby let out a groan. "Walk?" she asked incredulously.
"Well, you could always stay here you know." Yosh suggested.
"No thanks. Weaver might see me and have other ideas. I'll just walk." She gave a wave to Yosh. "Thanks for the advice." She called as she stepped out of the ambulance bay.
"Anytime," he replied and he went on with his business.
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"Just a few more blocks, Abby, you can do it," Abby muttered to herself. "A few more blocks and you're home free." She was saying this mantra for a while now while walking on the streets of Chicago. Good thing the weather was unusually good: not so cold but not so warm either. She went silent for a while, engrossed in her thoughts. All of a sudden, a loud crashing of metal jolted her back to reality. When she looked around, she saw that a car had crashed into a parked van.
"Call 911," she shouted to the nearest individual she saw. She then ran over to the side of the car, and tried to find out the extent of her injuries. "Ma'am, can you hear me?" she asked as she felt for a pulse, and found a faint one. She surveyed the external injuries of the woman. "I'm going to open the door, and I'll try to get you out, okay?" She tried desperately to open the door.
Around the corner, another van appeared. It swerved dangerously from side to side. It was coming towards the crash site at a high speed, seemingly oblivious. No one told her. No one warned her that another vehicle was speeding towards them. She didn't know until it was too late. She turned around in time to see the van coming right at them, like a raging bull. So this is what it's like when you're about to die. You see your life flash before you. She thought. In an instant, images of her mother, her brother, friends, and Carter. Her dear, sweet Carter. I'm so sorry. She thought, as tears fall down her face. To her it was as if the world was on slow motion. But it happened in an instant. She never really felt the pain. It had gone away as soon as it had hit her. The world faded into black.
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I hope you like chapter two. I'll post the next one as soon as I can. Thanks. Reviews are welcome, but no flames please. This is my first time.
When Carter arrived for his shift the next day, he found everything to be normal. He was surprised when he heard Susan greet him from behind.
He turned around and looked at her questioningly. "I thought you were on at 7? It's almost 7:30." He said, questioningly.
"Haven't you heard? The El broke down, of all days. They said they had a glitch in the system. I had a hard time getting a taxi, with so many people flagging them down, so I decided to walk." She shook her head. "I never realized how far my house is until to day." She added.
"Well, you better hurry before Weaver finds out, or she'll chew your head out." He said with a chuckle.
Susan just rolled her eyes. "Ha. I don't intend for her to find out. Besides, she's probably busy right now. You know, I think she actually gets sick if she doesn't do her job." Susan said as she laughed. However, she saw Carter's quick change of expression, warning her of the inevitable. "She's right behind me, isn't she?" she asked in a low voice, dejected.
"Yes, I am." Susan turned around and saw Kerry standing in front of her. "Do you realize that you are thirty minutes late? You should know that we do not tolerate these things here." Clearly, she was not so pleased with Susan's remark about her. Susan realized this also, and not wanting to be on her bad side, she tried to appease her.
"The El broke down and I can't get a taxi so I walked from my house. I'm sorry, it won't happen again." Susan said almost pleadingly.
"Just make sure that this won't happen again." She finally said. "And Carter, I believe your shift starts right about now." She starts to walk away. However, Carter and Susan started bickering at each other.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me she was there?" Susan asked.
"How was I suppose to tell you?! She was right there!" Carter said defensively.
"No, I think you wanted me to get in trouble!" she replied accusingly.
"Both of you better grab a chart right now or you'll be finding new jobs!" Kerry called out.
"Okay," they replied simultaneously as they both grabbed a chart, fearing the wrath of Weaver.
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"Hey, have you seen Carter?" Abby asked Yosh as he passed by.
"Uh, I think he's in trauma 1. He's with Luka and Susan working on an overdose case." He stopped and gave her a curious look. "Is something wrong?" he questioned.
"No. it's just that I haven't seen him yet." She gave a sigh. "Well, can you please tell him that I'm off already, in case he'd be looking for me?"
"Will do," he assured her. "Oh, hey, a word of advice: don't bother taking the El. I heard that Weaver almost chewed out Dr. Lewis for being late and she told her that she had to walk because the El wasn't working and people were fighting over taxis."
Abby let out a groan. "Walk?" she asked incredulously.
"Well, you could always stay here you know." Yosh suggested.
"No thanks. Weaver might see me and have other ideas. I'll just walk." She gave a wave to Yosh. "Thanks for the advice." She called as she stepped out of the ambulance bay.
"Anytime," he replied and he went on with his business.
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"Just a few more blocks, Abby, you can do it," Abby muttered to herself. "A few more blocks and you're home free." She was saying this mantra for a while now while walking on the streets of Chicago. Good thing the weather was unusually good: not so cold but not so warm either. She went silent for a while, engrossed in her thoughts. All of a sudden, a loud crashing of metal jolted her back to reality. When she looked around, she saw that a car had crashed into a parked van.
"Call 911," she shouted to the nearest individual she saw. She then ran over to the side of the car, and tried to find out the extent of her injuries. "Ma'am, can you hear me?" she asked as she felt for a pulse, and found a faint one. She surveyed the external injuries of the woman. "I'm going to open the door, and I'll try to get you out, okay?" She tried desperately to open the door.
Around the corner, another van appeared. It swerved dangerously from side to side. It was coming towards the crash site at a high speed, seemingly oblivious. No one told her. No one warned her that another vehicle was speeding towards them. She didn't know until it was too late. She turned around in time to see the van coming right at them, like a raging bull. So this is what it's like when you're about to die. You see your life flash before you. She thought. In an instant, images of her mother, her brother, friends, and Carter. Her dear, sweet Carter. I'm so sorry. She thought, as tears fall down her face. To her it was as if the world was on slow motion. But it happened in an instant. She never really felt the pain. It had gone away as soon as it had hit her. The world faded into black.
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I hope you like chapter two. I'll post the next one as soon as I can. Thanks. Reviews are welcome, but no flames please. This is my first time.