This Story is basically a series of perfect ER moments focusing mainly on
characters Abby, Susan and Carter, but also bringing in others as it
evolves.
If you want to put it into the context of the show, I suppose they'd fit in sometime just before Lockdown.
Enjoy.
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Susan waved the chart back and forth in front of her face, relishing the movement of the air as it cooled her slightly. She tugged slightly at the collar of her shirt, hissing in exasperation.
"You know, I don't think I can take this heat much longer."
"Tell me about it." complained Kerry. "Frank, get on to maintainance, tell them that the lack of air conditioning in the ER is a health risk. In fact, while you're at it, get on to risk management and tell them to give maintainance a good kick up the ass too."
"Yes ma'am" he replied enthusiastically, excited at the prospect of being able to throw some attitude down the phone line.
Abby stood with her back to Susan and Kerry behind reception, filing some nurses orders.
"You know ..." she started, "... you'd be a lot cooler if you wore scrubs."
She turned around to face Susan, her eyebrows raised to emphasize the point. Susan pouted her lips slightly, considering the suggestion.
"... I mean that's assuming it wouldn't wreck your "Doctor" image."
Abby smiled slightly as Susan rolled her eyes, stirring up the debate they'd had a couple of times.
"Oh, I get it, here we go."
Abby threw her hands up into the air as if to imply complete innocence when Kerry turned around at the hint of a disagreement between her staff.
"What?" she interrupted.
Abby opened her mouth to speak when Susan stepped in, her voice dripping with a forced seriousness.
"Abby thinks you'd never wear scrubs."
Abby's eyes popped out slightly, an astonished, breathy laugh surrounding her words as she spoke.
"h-ha ..... I never said that."
"Why?" asked Kerry, unable to withhold her interest in the conversation, but nevertheless satisfied that there was no real conflict, but only friendly banter.
Abby once again opened her mouth to explain when Susan jumped in.
"She thinks that all doctors are arrogant, proud, stuck-up, and that we can't see past the end of our lab-coats."
"No, she just thinks that about me" interrupted Carter as he walked through reception, checking out the board, turning around to give Abby a dazzling smile. Abby started to speak to Susan, but didn't manage to tare her gaze away from Carter and the way he was smiling at her.
"I was just saying ...." she started, finally managing to avert her attention towards Susan, "..that you'd be a lot cooler if you wore scrubs."
"She's right" commented Kerry, ending her part in the conversation in no uncertain terms as she put her head back down.
"Well I don't see you ever wearing scrubs" said Susan, nudging Carter with the chart, before fanning herself with it again.
"I wear scrubs" he insisted.
"Only when you get puked on" added Susan.
"Why is everyone so desperate for me to wear scrubs all of a sudden?"
"Because ..." started Abby, filing away the last of her orders "... you'd look cute."
"I would?" Carters voice rose in surprise as he turned around to see Abby walking away from him down the corridor. His lips turned into a smile until he flinched under Susan's amused scrutiny and turned back to the board.
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Abby slammed her locker shut and left the lounge, grateful that her shift was finally over. She walked wearily down the ER corridor and was about to pass reception when she remembered she had a message to pass on to Susan. Her shoulders dropped as she span around in agitation, desperate to get home and to get cool. She walked back down the corridor, trying to ease some of the tension out of her forehead as she walked towards trauma 2.
"Susan..."
Susan looked up from the patient her and Carter were working on to see Abby standing in the doorway.
"Abby, you look tired."
"Thanks, anyway ... Weaver said to keep an eye on the kid in four until social services get here."
"Yeah I know, she told me already."
"Great"
Abby sighed slightly, leaning her head against the door frame as Carter looked up at her.
"You off?"
"Yeah ..."
Her response hung in the air as she took in his appearance, a smile slowly forming on her face.
"Nice scrubs" she quipped, pursing her lips slightly and putting on a voice. "Very cute" she added cheekily.
Carter looked down over himself and back up at Abby.
"I got puked on."
She smiled again, appearing to swallow a laugh as she regained her footing and pushed herself away from the doorframe.
"Sure you did."
She turned and walked away as he shouted after her.
"Night"
He watched after her for a second, a slight flutter of excitement and encouragement running through him as she turned around briefly, reassuring him with another smile before disappearing out of sight.
As he put his head down to work and let the last rippling thoughts of Abby trickle from his mind he was interrupted by a stifled snigger.
"I'm sorry" Susan whispered, putting her hand over her mouth.
"What?" he whined, slightly agitated, pretending to be overly professional and trying to concentrate.
"Nothing" she added, looking him over, a smile plastered across her face.
He looked up at her and Chuny, provoked by their amusement.
"I got puked on!"
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Hope you enjoyed.
I love to hear what you think - please review - you can make a difference!
If you want to put it into the context of the show, I suppose they'd fit in sometime just before Lockdown.
Enjoy.
........................................................................
Susan waved the chart back and forth in front of her face, relishing the movement of the air as it cooled her slightly. She tugged slightly at the collar of her shirt, hissing in exasperation.
"You know, I don't think I can take this heat much longer."
"Tell me about it." complained Kerry. "Frank, get on to maintainance, tell them that the lack of air conditioning in the ER is a health risk. In fact, while you're at it, get on to risk management and tell them to give maintainance a good kick up the ass too."
"Yes ma'am" he replied enthusiastically, excited at the prospect of being able to throw some attitude down the phone line.
Abby stood with her back to Susan and Kerry behind reception, filing some nurses orders.
"You know ..." she started, "... you'd be a lot cooler if you wore scrubs."
She turned around to face Susan, her eyebrows raised to emphasize the point. Susan pouted her lips slightly, considering the suggestion.
"... I mean that's assuming it wouldn't wreck your "Doctor" image."
Abby smiled slightly as Susan rolled her eyes, stirring up the debate they'd had a couple of times.
"Oh, I get it, here we go."
Abby threw her hands up into the air as if to imply complete innocence when Kerry turned around at the hint of a disagreement between her staff.
"What?" she interrupted.
Abby opened her mouth to speak when Susan stepped in, her voice dripping with a forced seriousness.
"Abby thinks you'd never wear scrubs."
Abby's eyes popped out slightly, an astonished, breathy laugh surrounding her words as she spoke.
"h-ha ..... I never said that."
"Why?" asked Kerry, unable to withhold her interest in the conversation, but nevertheless satisfied that there was no real conflict, but only friendly banter.
Abby once again opened her mouth to explain when Susan jumped in.
"She thinks that all doctors are arrogant, proud, stuck-up, and that we can't see past the end of our lab-coats."
"No, she just thinks that about me" interrupted Carter as he walked through reception, checking out the board, turning around to give Abby a dazzling smile. Abby started to speak to Susan, but didn't manage to tare her gaze away from Carter and the way he was smiling at her.
"I was just saying ...." she started, finally managing to avert her attention towards Susan, "..that you'd be a lot cooler if you wore scrubs."
"She's right" commented Kerry, ending her part in the conversation in no uncertain terms as she put her head back down.
"Well I don't see you ever wearing scrubs" said Susan, nudging Carter with the chart, before fanning herself with it again.
"I wear scrubs" he insisted.
"Only when you get puked on" added Susan.
"Why is everyone so desperate for me to wear scrubs all of a sudden?"
"Because ..." started Abby, filing away the last of her orders "... you'd look cute."
"I would?" Carters voice rose in surprise as he turned around to see Abby walking away from him down the corridor. His lips turned into a smile until he flinched under Susan's amused scrutiny and turned back to the board.
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Abby slammed her locker shut and left the lounge, grateful that her shift was finally over. She walked wearily down the ER corridor and was about to pass reception when she remembered she had a message to pass on to Susan. Her shoulders dropped as she span around in agitation, desperate to get home and to get cool. She walked back down the corridor, trying to ease some of the tension out of her forehead as she walked towards trauma 2.
"Susan..."
Susan looked up from the patient her and Carter were working on to see Abby standing in the doorway.
"Abby, you look tired."
"Thanks, anyway ... Weaver said to keep an eye on the kid in four until social services get here."
"Yeah I know, she told me already."
"Great"
Abby sighed slightly, leaning her head against the door frame as Carter looked up at her.
"You off?"
"Yeah ..."
Her response hung in the air as she took in his appearance, a smile slowly forming on her face.
"Nice scrubs" she quipped, pursing her lips slightly and putting on a voice. "Very cute" she added cheekily.
Carter looked down over himself and back up at Abby.
"I got puked on."
She smiled again, appearing to swallow a laugh as she regained her footing and pushed herself away from the doorframe.
"Sure you did."
She turned and walked away as he shouted after her.
"Night"
He watched after her for a second, a slight flutter of excitement and encouragement running through him as she turned around briefly, reassuring him with another smile before disappearing out of sight.
As he put his head down to work and let the last rippling thoughts of Abby trickle from his mind he was interrupted by a stifled snigger.
"I'm sorry" Susan whispered, putting her hand over her mouth.
"What?" he whined, slightly agitated, pretending to be overly professional and trying to concentrate.
"Nothing" she added, looking him over, a smile plastered across her face.
He looked up at her and Chuny, provoked by their amusement.
"I got puked on!"
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Hope you enjoyed.
I love to hear what you think - please review - you can make a difference!