A couple of months passed with no hitches. Abby was the happiest
anyone had ever seen. She and Carter were so much in love that it was
sickening. At work, when they could, they could hardly keep their hands off
one another. "Carter, shooting at a middle school. Ambulances rolling up in
5." Jerry informed him.
"Thanks Jerry. Anyone seen Luka?" He was greeted by blank stares. He
couldn't believe that the doctor wasn't in again. He would have to speak to
Romano about him. "Okay, Deb, you take trauma one with Yosh, Chuny and
Lily. I'm in trauma 2 with Lydia, Haleh and Abby. Erin stay with me." The
young med student had been with them for a while now and was turning out to
be a real asset.
After half an hour the one of the major casualities was on his way up to
the OR while the other, a young girl, had died. She had only been eight.
What a waste of a life. Now it was Carters job to tell her parents. He hated
this part of the job but when it was a child it was even worse.
He walked out to chairs where a young couple sat. "Mr and Mrs Johnson." The couple nodded. "My name is John Carter. I was the doctor working with your daughter."
"How is she?" The father asked.
"I'm afraid Kelly had extensive injuries due the gushots she sustained. She had been shot twice in the stomache and once in the chest. We tried everything we coudl to save her but her condition detriorated quickly. I'm afraid she died five minutes ago." Carter watched as the coulpe crumbled in front of his eyes. Mrs Johnson collasped into her husbands arms. "If you give us a few minutes to get her cleaned up you can go and see her, if you would like?" The couple nodded. Carter led them to the Suture room. He would bring her in here once they had cleaned her up.
Walking bakc into the trauma room it was only Abby that was left. She was carefully cleaning the childs wounds. "Abby, Mr and Mrs Johnson are in the suture room to see Kelly once she is cleaned up."
"Okay." Her voice sounded shaky.
"Hey you okay?" Carter put a comforting hand on her shoulder. She rested her cheek on his hand.
"Yeah, I just don't like it when it's kids."
"I know what you mean." He stroked her cheek before leaving the room.
Two weeks later after a particularly bad day Abby lay in a warm bath.
She only wished Carter had been there to join her. As she lay washing herself
she noticed something different, something she hadn't noticed before. Her
hands rested on her stomach. It was normally flat, not that she dieted or
anything, she just never seemed to get bigger. But tonight it had taken on a
new roundness. She thought back to her last period but couldn't remember.
She had been so caught up in her new and happy life that it didn't occur to her
that she was late.
Getting out the bath she glanced at herself in the full length mirror.
Sure enough a slight bump had appeared. She couldn't be could she. She
opened the bottom drawer in the bathroom cabinet and ther lying at the bottom
was the unmistakable blue box of the pregnancy test. She had bought it last
year when she had thought she was pregnant with Luka's child. Luckily for
her she hadn't been but his time she was lamost certain without even taking it
out of the packaging.
Waiting for what seemed like for ever, Abby busied herself cleaning up
after her bath. She found one of Carter's t-shirts lying beside the laundry
basket and remembered back to that morning's conversation in the bathroom.
"If I get this in you have to cook me breakfast, if not then I'll buy at Doc
Magoo's."
"Hey not fair, I have to cook but you get to buy." Abby swung her arm at him.
He caught her and gave her a kiss as he tossed the shirt to the basket. It had
missed. "Your buying then." They both laughed as they exited the bathroom.
She glanced down to the stick where the distinctive blueline had
appeared. God, she thought, I'm pregnant. After all those years of working in
the OB ward you would have thought she would knwo the signs and symtoms
by now. She didn't know whether she was happy or sad. She was more
confused. How would Carter take it. Hopefully well. She knew she would
have to come clean about the abortion now.
Around ten that night Carter walked into her apartment. It was in
darkness, but he could see a figure sitting on the couch. "Abby, why are you
sitting in the dark?" He asked as he turned on the light. He looked at her
face, she had been crying. What had happened now? "Abby what's wrong?"
Abby took a deep breath and looked at him. He looked so concerned.
"I have something to tell you and I don't want you to speak until I've completely
finished. it may take me a while to tell you it all but please be patient." She
looked at him and he nodded. What was she going to tell him?
anyone had ever seen. She and Carter were so much in love that it was
sickening. At work, when they could, they could hardly keep their hands off
one another. "Carter, shooting at a middle school. Ambulances rolling up in
5." Jerry informed him.
"Thanks Jerry. Anyone seen Luka?" He was greeted by blank stares. He
couldn't believe that the doctor wasn't in again. He would have to speak to
Romano about him. "Okay, Deb, you take trauma one with Yosh, Chuny and
Lily. I'm in trauma 2 with Lydia, Haleh and Abby. Erin stay with me." The
young med student had been with them for a while now and was turning out to
be a real asset.
After half an hour the one of the major casualities was on his way up to
the OR while the other, a young girl, had died. She had only been eight.
What a waste of a life. Now it was Carters job to tell her parents. He hated
this part of the job but when it was a child it was even worse.
He walked out to chairs where a young couple sat. "Mr and Mrs Johnson." The couple nodded. "My name is John Carter. I was the doctor working with your daughter."
"How is she?" The father asked.
"I'm afraid Kelly had extensive injuries due the gushots she sustained. She had been shot twice in the stomache and once in the chest. We tried everything we coudl to save her but her condition detriorated quickly. I'm afraid she died five minutes ago." Carter watched as the coulpe crumbled in front of his eyes. Mrs Johnson collasped into her husbands arms. "If you give us a few minutes to get her cleaned up you can go and see her, if you would like?" The couple nodded. Carter led them to the Suture room. He would bring her in here once they had cleaned her up.
Walking bakc into the trauma room it was only Abby that was left. She was carefully cleaning the childs wounds. "Abby, Mr and Mrs Johnson are in the suture room to see Kelly once she is cleaned up."
"Okay." Her voice sounded shaky.
"Hey you okay?" Carter put a comforting hand on her shoulder. She rested her cheek on his hand.
"Yeah, I just don't like it when it's kids."
"I know what you mean." He stroked her cheek before leaving the room.
Two weeks later after a particularly bad day Abby lay in a warm bath.
She only wished Carter had been there to join her. As she lay washing herself
she noticed something different, something she hadn't noticed before. Her
hands rested on her stomach. It was normally flat, not that she dieted or
anything, she just never seemed to get bigger. But tonight it had taken on a
new roundness. She thought back to her last period but couldn't remember.
She had been so caught up in her new and happy life that it didn't occur to her
that she was late.
Getting out the bath she glanced at herself in the full length mirror.
Sure enough a slight bump had appeared. She couldn't be could she. She
opened the bottom drawer in the bathroom cabinet and ther lying at the bottom
was the unmistakable blue box of the pregnancy test. She had bought it last
year when she had thought she was pregnant with Luka's child. Luckily for
her she hadn't been but his time she was lamost certain without even taking it
out of the packaging.
Waiting for what seemed like for ever, Abby busied herself cleaning up
after her bath. She found one of Carter's t-shirts lying beside the laundry
basket and remembered back to that morning's conversation in the bathroom.
"If I get this in you have to cook me breakfast, if not then I'll buy at Doc
Magoo's."
"Hey not fair, I have to cook but you get to buy." Abby swung her arm at him.
He caught her and gave her a kiss as he tossed the shirt to the basket. It had
missed. "Your buying then." They both laughed as they exited the bathroom.
She glanced down to the stick where the distinctive blueline had
appeared. God, she thought, I'm pregnant. After all those years of working in
the OB ward you would have thought she would knwo the signs and symtoms
by now. She didn't know whether she was happy or sad. She was more
confused. How would Carter take it. Hopefully well. She knew she would
have to come clean about the abortion now.
Around ten that night Carter walked into her apartment. It was in
darkness, but he could see a figure sitting on the couch. "Abby, why are you
sitting in the dark?" He asked as he turned on the light. He looked at her
face, she had been crying. What had happened now? "Abby what's wrong?"
Abby took a deep breath and looked at him. He looked so concerned.
"I have something to tell you and I don't want you to speak until I've completely
finished. it may take me a while to tell you it all but please be patient." She
looked at him and he nodded. What was she going to tell him?