Part 3: A whisper in the wind
Carter went over to the lounge to get a cup of coffee. It almost took an hour before they had stabilized that overdose patient.
"Hey Malik, have you seen Abby?" he asked when he chanced upon him inside.
"Haven't seen her," he answered. "But I just got here, so why not try Yosh?" he suggested.
"Okay, thanks." He rushed outside to find Yosh. He found him at the station, and before he could open his mouth, Yosh gave the answer to his would-be question.
"She went home twenty minutes ago, Dr. Carter. She wanted me to tell you that." He said with a grin.
Carter smiled. "Really? Thanks, man." Just as he was about to grab another patient's chart, he suddenly felt strange. **I'm so sorry.** The sound was so faint, and he barely heard it. But nevertheless, he did. He looked around and scratched his head. I swear I heard something, he thought. He looked around again. This time, he was caught by Haleh's attention.
"Is something wrong, Dr. Carter?" she asked. She looked at him curiously. "You've been standing there for quite a while now."
"No, I guess I'm just tired." He answered tentatively. "Yeah, I guess that's it, I'm just tired." He repeated, although it sounded as if he was assuring himself. He walked off to treat his next patient.
She was about to question the doctor further when a call from the radio forced her attention away from him. "County," she said automatically.
"Yeah, we are on our way with two traumas, from a multiple MVA. ETA in ten minutes." A familiar voice from the other end said urgently.
"Okay," Haleh answered. "Anyone we knew?" she added jokingly.
It took a beat before the voice from the other end answered. "Well, yeah. There was an i.d. recovered from the scene from one of the victims. Her name's Abigail Lockhart, who works there at the County, as her i.d. suggests." His tone was almost apologetic.
Haleh turned white with shock. "Well get here fast!" she hissed at the other line. She never bothered for the reply. She took off in an instant. "Dr. Weaver!" she shouted throughout the er. ***************************
"Well then, Mr. Sawyer, just make sure you take your medication, and I assure you everything will be fine." He said as he handed an old man with a piece of paper.
"Thank you doctor," the man replied, gratefully shaking Carter's hands.
Suddenly, Haleh's shouting sounded throughout the place, and Carter turned to see Haleh and Kerry urgently talking to each other. "I'll be right back," he said to his patient. He rushed outside towards the two. He was able to hear the last part of their conversation.
"Oh god," Kerry exclaimed. "Get Susan, Luka, Chen, and everyone available." She ordered. "I want them all in the ambulance bay in five minutes." Haleh nodded and bolted right away. " And could someone page Dr. Corday or Dr. Romano from the OR right away." She shouted.
Carter hurriedly walked towards Kerry. "What's wrong, Kerry?" She was surprised to see Carter walk up from behind her. "Is there some kind of emergency?"
"Carter, I uh..." she looked at him, clearly uncomfortable. "I need to talk to you, in private." She motioned for him to follow as she made her way to an empty room. When they had made sure that no one can hear them, Kerry slowly spoke up.
"There has been an accident," she started. "Two traumas, and they are on their way here." She looked at him, unsure of how to continue. Carter, however, looked at her expectantly, not sure where the conversation will lead. "I think it would be best if you do not participate." She added.
"Why can't I?" he asked, visibly confused.
"John, it's Abby. She was involved in the accident. The paramedics are bringing her here." She finally confessed.
Carter's eyes went wild. His knees felt weak, and he paled with fright. He never heard every words Kerry said. All he heard was that phrase: It's Abby. Over and over again, he heard it in his mind. It's Abby, it's Abby. But another voice made it's way through his mind. A voice that now seemed so familiar, and kept repeating itself: **I'm so sorry.** His head ached. He wanted to grab something, anything, to keep himself from falling.
"John?" Kerry asked, concerned. She was interrupted when a visibly shaken Malik interrupted them.
"They're here," he said and quickly rushed outside. Kerry took one last look at her colleague before rushing out herself. Carter, gaining enough senses, followed her steps.
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"One, two, three," Luka counted as they lift Abby on to a gurney on trauma one. Kerry, Susan and Luka are working on Abby while Chen, Pratt Gallant work on the other victim, the lady.
From outside, Carter watch as the three doctors desperately try to stabilize her condition. He felt strange, standing outside like that. The gravity of the situation didn't seem to hit him hard because he can't seem to let the tears fall. He was like a spectator, watching a live movie. As one of the nurse ran outside, the door opened and he was able to hear the sounds inside.
"She's loosing blood fast, push in another bag of O-neg," Susan exclaimed.
"We need to get her to the OR fast," Luka said.
As soon as the door closed, he couldn't hear a thing again. This time, he couldn't resist and walk right near the door, just enough for him to hear what's going on inside.
He could hear the machines scream. Everyone inside the room was so tensed that he could almost feel it himself. And then a different sound erupted. It reverberated inside the room, and it hit him like a punch in the stomach.
"She's in v-fib!" Susan shouted.
"Starting compressions," Luka immediately said as he step right up and started administering CPR.
"Charge the paddles," Kerry ordered one of the nurses. She took it off and held it. "Clear!" she shouted. Immediately, Luka stopped and backed away as Kerry shocked Abby.
"Still in v-fib," Susan said. Luka resumed compressions while Kerry had the paddles charges again.
"Clear!" She shouted once more. But again, nothing happened.
Outside, Carter could only watch in disbelief, tears still refusing to fall.
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Abby was lost, or rather, she doesn't know where she is. All she knows is that she is surrounded with a great warm light that seems to be taking her somewhere. She then remembered the accident. She felt herself slowing down, as realization hit her. Oh my god, she thought as the light slowly disappears. I'm in, I'm in. The light was completely gone, enabling her to see the place. "Hawaii?" she asked aloud, confused.
"It's nice to see you again, Abby." A voice from behind her said.
She turned around to see the source of the voice, and was shocked when she found out who. "Mark?!" confusion was evident in her voice.
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there ya go, people. I hope you like this chapter as well. Please, tell me what you think. I post chapters as soon as I finish them, and I'm currently typing the next one as I put this up. Thanks.
Carter went over to the lounge to get a cup of coffee. It almost took an hour before they had stabilized that overdose patient.
"Hey Malik, have you seen Abby?" he asked when he chanced upon him inside.
"Haven't seen her," he answered. "But I just got here, so why not try Yosh?" he suggested.
"Okay, thanks." He rushed outside to find Yosh. He found him at the station, and before he could open his mouth, Yosh gave the answer to his would-be question.
"She went home twenty minutes ago, Dr. Carter. She wanted me to tell you that." He said with a grin.
Carter smiled. "Really? Thanks, man." Just as he was about to grab another patient's chart, he suddenly felt strange. **I'm so sorry.** The sound was so faint, and he barely heard it. But nevertheless, he did. He looked around and scratched his head. I swear I heard something, he thought. He looked around again. This time, he was caught by Haleh's attention.
"Is something wrong, Dr. Carter?" she asked. She looked at him curiously. "You've been standing there for quite a while now."
"No, I guess I'm just tired." He answered tentatively. "Yeah, I guess that's it, I'm just tired." He repeated, although it sounded as if he was assuring himself. He walked off to treat his next patient.
She was about to question the doctor further when a call from the radio forced her attention away from him. "County," she said automatically.
"Yeah, we are on our way with two traumas, from a multiple MVA. ETA in ten minutes." A familiar voice from the other end said urgently.
"Okay," Haleh answered. "Anyone we knew?" she added jokingly.
It took a beat before the voice from the other end answered. "Well, yeah. There was an i.d. recovered from the scene from one of the victims. Her name's Abigail Lockhart, who works there at the County, as her i.d. suggests." His tone was almost apologetic.
Haleh turned white with shock. "Well get here fast!" she hissed at the other line. She never bothered for the reply. She took off in an instant. "Dr. Weaver!" she shouted throughout the er. ***************************
"Well then, Mr. Sawyer, just make sure you take your medication, and I assure you everything will be fine." He said as he handed an old man with a piece of paper.
"Thank you doctor," the man replied, gratefully shaking Carter's hands.
Suddenly, Haleh's shouting sounded throughout the place, and Carter turned to see Haleh and Kerry urgently talking to each other. "I'll be right back," he said to his patient. He rushed outside towards the two. He was able to hear the last part of their conversation.
"Oh god," Kerry exclaimed. "Get Susan, Luka, Chen, and everyone available." She ordered. "I want them all in the ambulance bay in five minutes." Haleh nodded and bolted right away. " And could someone page Dr. Corday or Dr. Romano from the OR right away." She shouted.
Carter hurriedly walked towards Kerry. "What's wrong, Kerry?" She was surprised to see Carter walk up from behind her. "Is there some kind of emergency?"
"Carter, I uh..." she looked at him, clearly uncomfortable. "I need to talk to you, in private." She motioned for him to follow as she made her way to an empty room. When they had made sure that no one can hear them, Kerry slowly spoke up.
"There has been an accident," she started. "Two traumas, and they are on their way here." She looked at him, unsure of how to continue. Carter, however, looked at her expectantly, not sure where the conversation will lead. "I think it would be best if you do not participate." She added.
"Why can't I?" he asked, visibly confused.
"John, it's Abby. She was involved in the accident. The paramedics are bringing her here." She finally confessed.
Carter's eyes went wild. His knees felt weak, and he paled with fright. He never heard every words Kerry said. All he heard was that phrase: It's Abby. Over and over again, he heard it in his mind. It's Abby, it's Abby. But another voice made it's way through his mind. A voice that now seemed so familiar, and kept repeating itself: **I'm so sorry.** His head ached. He wanted to grab something, anything, to keep himself from falling.
"John?" Kerry asked, concerned. She was interrupted when a visibly shaken Malik interrupted them.
"They're here," he said and quickly rushed outside. Kerry took one last look at her colleague before rushing out herself. Carter, gaining enough senses, followed her steps.
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"One, two, three," Luka counted as they lift Abby on to a gurney on trauma one. Kerry, Susan and Luka are working on Abby while Chen, Pratt Gallant work on the other victim, the lady.
From outside, Carter watch as the three doctors desperately try to stabilize her condition. He felt strange, standing outside like that. The gravity of the situation didn't seem to hit him hard because he can't seem to let the tears fall. He was like a spectator, watching a live movie. As one of the nurse ran outside, the door opened and he was able to hear the sounds inside.
"She's loosing blood fast, push in another bag of O-neg," Susan exclaimed.
"We need to get her to the OR fast," Luka said.
As soon as the door closed, he couldn't hear a thing again. This time, he couldn't resist and walk right near the door, just enough for him to hear what's going on inside.
He could hear the machines scream. Everyone inside the room was so tensed that he could almost feel it himself. And then a different sound erupted. It reverberated inside the room, and it hit him like a punch in the stomach.
"She's in v-fib!" Susan shouted.
"Starting compressions," Luka immediately said as he step right up and started administering CPR.
"Charge the paddles," Kerry ordered one of the nurses. She took it off and held it. "Clear!" she shouted. Immediately, Luka stopped and backed away as Kerry shocked Abby.
"Still in v-fib," Susan said. Luka resumed compressions while Kerry had the paddles charges again.
"Clear!" She shouted once more. But again, nothing happened.
Outside, Carter could only watch in disbelief, tears still refusing to fall.
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Abby was lost, or rather, she doesn't know where she is. All she knows is that she is surrounded with a great warm light that seems to be taking her somewhere. She then remembered the accident. She felt herself slowing down, as realization hit her. Oh my god, she thought as the light slowly disappears. I'm in, I'm in. The light was completely gone, enabling her to see the place. "Hawaii?" she asked aloud, confused.
"It's nice to see you again, Abby." A voice from behind her said.
She turned around to see the source of the voice, and was shocked when she found out who. "Mark?!" confusion was evident in her voice.
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there ya go, people. I hope you like this chapter as well. Please, tell me what you think. I post chapters as soon as I finish them, and I'm currently typing the next one as I put this up. Thanks.