A/N- Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I am just recovering from a serious case of writer's block. Don't you hate it when that happens? Anyways, Enjoy and R/R!!
On with the show.....
Previously on ER...
" I'm at the hospital!" exclaimed Anderson
" Yeah, the bar tender found you and they took you to the ER." said Carter
" It is none of your business, but we're getting married." said Abby
" Hense the rock on your finger." replied Anderson
" I could get you into AA. I have connections you know." she laughed slightly
" You'd do that for me?" he asked
" Yeah. Yeah Anderson, I would."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" What have we got?" asked Pratt
The ER was busier than it had been in a few weeks. Carter was still in Boston, Luka was with Harkins somewhere, Kerry was..well they weren't sure, and Susan had called in sick. Obviously, a doctor was not easy to find. At least they had surgeons.
" 17-year old female. Possible broken arm. Rib fractures. Lacerations to the face, chest, arms, and pelvic area." described the paramedic
" She was raped." said Pratt blountly
" Possibly. BP's 160 over 98. Pulse ox is 89. The boyfriend was right behind us in his car. He's a little on the protective side so watch out."
" Alright. Chuny, Gaullant let's get her into trauma 3."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" No I won't hold! Get me Dr. John Carter on this phone now or you won't have a job tomorrow got it?" yelled Abby
" Someone a little impatient Abby?" asked Jing Mei
The two of them were eating lunch at Doc Magoo's while Abby was desparately trying to get Carter on the phone, but the woman at the hotel he was staying at was being difficult despite her many threats to get her fired and sue her out of house and home.
" This woman will not let me talk to him!"
" Why don't you call his cell phone?"
" I tried, but it won't let me through not to mention his roaming charges."
" Let me talk to her maybe I can get him."
" Whatever."
" Hi. This is Jing-Mei Chen may I please speak with Dr. John Carter. I'm his lawyer."
" Jing-Mei!" exclaimed Abby bursting with laughter
" Shhh. Yes. Thank you. Hey John. Say no more she's right here."
" Hey sweetie. I've been trying to call your cell phone for an hour!"
" Sorry, my battery's fried. I miss you."
" I miss you too. You're coming home for Christmas right?"
" Yes if everything goes accourding to plan."
" I'd kiss you, but Jing-Mei and the entire population of Doc Magoo's would think I was an idiot."
" Well, I love you and I'll call you tonight. So don't go galavanting with the Girl's Club."
" Don't worry. Susan's sick and I have to go to AA tonight with Anderson."
" How's he doing?"
" Better. More adjusted."
" Good. I miss you, I love you, and I'll call you later."
" Ditto." There was a dial tone
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" You hungry?" asked Anderson
" Doc Magoo's? My treat." suggested Abby
" I was thinking more like Morton's? My treat."
" Thank you. That would be lovely, but your still going to AA."
" I know. Let's go."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" Are the parents of Cynthia Morris here yet?" Pratt asked Frank
" Who?"
" My raped girl."
" Oh. They just called to say they would be here in about a half an hour. Is she having surgery? The parents wanted to know."
" It depends on the health of her baby."
" They haven't done an ultrasound yet?"
" Yes, but she doesn't know she's pregnant. I didn't tell her."
" Who's gonna tell her?"
" Me."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" This was great Anderson. Thanks." she said as they walked out of the restraunt
" Your welcome. So, shall we go listen to other nutcases admit to being alcoholics."
" Yes, but you realize that I can't be your sponser."
" Why not?"
" You have to have been sober for at least 4 years."
" And how long have you been sober?"
" 9 months."
" Were you ever a sponsor?"
" Yeah."
" To who?"
" Carter."
" Really? I always thought of him as the cookie cutter sweetness type."
" Not always."
" When?"
" A couple of years ago."
" So you've been dating that long?"
" I wish. Then we were hardly friends."
" Why?"
" I turned him in for shooting up stolen Fentynel in the trauma room. He'd been taking drugs, drinking, smoking. Trust me he hasn't always been the epitome of cookie cutter sweetness."
" Shocking."
" Yeah. I saved his life, became his sponsor and best friend, and the rest is history," she looked at him and pulled out her pack of cigarettes " You mind?"
" No, can I have one?"
" You're 19 right?"
" Yeah."
" I guess if you can buy them you can smoke them."
" We're here." he said grabbing the cigarette from her fingers and lighting it
" We're friends right?" he asked
" Yeah, I guess. Why?"
" Because I had always wanted to ask Dr. Carter what it was like to do this."
" Do what?" she took a long drawn out puff
" This."
With that, he leaned over and kissed her softly on her lips. Carter was going to kill her. No, Carter was going to kill them both.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" Cynthia?" called Greg Pratt
" Hey Dr. Pratt." she said trying to be cheerful
" Well, your parent's are on their way. I need to tell you something though before they got here."
" What is it?"
" Remember before when you got that ultrasound just to make sure everything was normal?"
" Yes. Is something wrong Dr. Pratt?"
" No, but your.."
" I'm what?"
" Pregnant."
" What?!"
" You have three options: You can have the baby and raise it, you can have the baby and give it up for adoption, or you can abort it."
" What would you do?"
" I'm not you. It's totally your decision. I'm totally biased."
" Can I have some time to think about it?"
" Sure."
" Dr. Pratt?"
" Yeah?"
" Can you not tell my parents?"
" Certainly."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
So, What will happen to Abby and Anderson? Will she tell Carter that Anderson kissed her? Who knows? This chapter is more like the show because their are personally battles and battles with the patients. See? I hope you liked the 3rd installment. I'll update soon! PLZ review!! LOL- moi
On with the show.....
Previously on ER...
" I'm at the hospital!" exclaimed Anderson
" Yeah, the bar tender found you and they took you to the ER." said Carter
" It is none of your business, but we're getting married." said Abby
" Hense the rock on your finger." replied Anderson
" I could get you into AA. I have connections you know." she laughed slightly
" You'd do that for me?" he asked
" Yeah. Yeah Anderson, I would."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" What have we got?" asked Pratt
The ER was busier than it had been in a few weeks. Carter was still in Boston, Luka was with Harkins somewhere, Kerry was..well they weren't sure, and Susan had called in sick. Obviously, a doctor was not easy to find. At least they had surgeons.
" 17-year old female. Possible broken arm. Rib fractures. Lacerations to the face, chest, arms, and pelvic area." described the paramedic
" She was raped." said Pratt blountly
" Possibly. BP's 160 over 98. Pulse ox is 89. The boyfriend was right behind us in his car. He's a little on the protective side so watch out."
" Alright. Chuny, Gaullant let's get her into trauma 3."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" No I won't hold! Get me Dr. John Carter on this phone now or you won't have a job tomorrow got it?" yelled Abby
" Someone a little impatient Abby?" asked Jing Mei
The two of them were eating lunch at Doc Magoo's while Abby was desparately trying to get Carter on the phone, but the woman at the hotel he was staying at was being difficult despite her many threats to get her fired and sue her out of house and home.
" This woman will not let me talk to him!"
" Why don't you call his cell phone?"
" I tried, but it won't let me through not to mention his roaming charges."
" Let me talk to her maybe I can get him."
" Whatever."
" Hi. This is Jing-Mei Chen may I please speak with Dr. John Carter. I'm his lawyer."
" Jing-Mei!" exclaimed Abby bursting with laughter
" Shhh. Yes. Thank you. Hey John. Say no more she's right here."
" Hey sweetie. I've been trying to call your cell phone for an hour!"
" Sorry, my battery's fried. I miss you."
" I miss you too. You're coming home for Christmas right?"
" Yes if everything goes accourding to plan."
" I'd kiss you, but Jing-Mei and the entire population of Doc Magoo's would think I was an idiot."
" Well, I love you and I'll call you tonight. So don't go galavanting with the Girl's Club."
" Don't worry. Susan's sick and I have to go to AA tonight with Anderson."
" How's he doing?"
" Better. More adjusted."
" Good. I miss you, I love you, and I'll call you later."
" Ditto." There was a dial tone
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" You hungry?" asked Anderson
" Doc Magoo's? My treat." suggested Abby
" I was thinking more like Morton's? My treat."
" Thank you. That would be lovely, but your still going to AA."
" I know. Let's go."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" Are the parents of Cynthia Morris here yet?" Pratt asked Frank
" Who?"
" My raped girl."
" Oh. They just called to say they would be here in about a half an hour. Is she having surgery? The parents wanted to know."
" It depends on the health of her baby."
" They haven't done an ultrasound yet?"
" Yes, but she doesn't know she's pregnant. I didn't tell her."
" Who's gonna tell her?"
" Me."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" This was great Anderson. Thanks." she said as they walked out of the restraunt
" Your welcome. So, shall we go listen to other nutcases admit to being alcoholics."
" Yes, but you realize that I can't be your sponser."
" Why not?"
" You have to have been sober for at least 4 years."
" And how long have you been sober?"
" 9 months."
" Were you ever a sponsor?"
" Yeah."
" To who?"
" Carter."
" Really? I always thought of him as the cookie cutter sweetness type."
" Not always."
" When?"
" A couple of years ago."
" So you've been dating that long?"
" I wish. Then we were hardly friends."
" Why?"
" I turned him in for shooting up stolen Fentynel in the trauma room. He'd been taking drugs, drinking, smoking. Trust me he hasn't always been the epitome of cookie cutter sweetness."
" Shocking."
" Yeah. I saved his life, became his sponsor and best friend, and the rest is history," she looked at him and pulled out her pack of cigarettes " You mind?"
" No, can I have one?"
" You're 19 right?"
" Yeah."
" I guess if you can buy them you can smoke them."
" We're here." he said grabbing the cigarette from her fingers and lighting it
" We're friends right?" he asked
" Yeah, I guess. Why?"
" Because I had always wanted to ask Dr. Carter what it was like to do this."
" Do what?" she took a long drawn out puff
" This."
With that, he leaned over and kissed her softly on her lips. Carter was going to kill her. No, Carter was going to kill them both.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
" Cynthia?" called Greg Pratt
" Hey Dr. Pratt." she said trying to be cheerful
" Well, your parent's are on their way. I need to tell you something though before they got here."
" What is it?"
" Remember before when you got that ultrasound just to make sure everything was normal?"
" Yes. Is something wrong Dr. Pratt?"
" No, but your.."
" I'm what?"
" Pregnant."
" What?!"
" You have three options: You can have the baby and raise it, you can have the baby and give it up for adoption, or you can abort it."
" What would you do?"
" I'm not you. It's totally your decision. I'm totally biased."
" Can I have some time to think about it?"
" Sure."
" Dr. Pratt?"
" Yeah?"
" Can you not tell my parents?"
" Certainly."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
So, What will happen to Abby and Anderson? Will she tell Carter that Anderson kissed her? Who knows? This chapter is more like the show because their are personally battles and battles with the patients. See? I hope you liked the 3rd installment. I'll update soon! PLZ review!! LOL- moi