Intuition: Chapter 3
By: Tsuki
Hey this is Tsuki; people have liked my story so far, so I decided to satisfy them by finishing this story. * Glances nervously back at readers, who are standing behind her glaring at her and holding various weapons * I have loved writing this story. well I love the reviews that come with it too. * grins*
Anyway, I am actually finishing a story!!! Scarlett (a fellow author, and one of my best friend's!!) will be so proud of me!!! I'd like to thank, Pangel537, my sister!! You are my best critic!!! And to the people who sent me their ideas, comments, and criticism!!! I love getting the mail!!! Especially, I'd like to thank for their words of praise, Spacemonkey, Riley, Maggie may, and Kate. You guys are awesome!!! ^_^
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me, they belong to the wonderful creators of ER, * sniffle* I wish they did though. But the characters that I did create belong to me; I made them up out of my own imagination.
If you want to post this story somewhere ask, and I'll let it be posted almost anywhere, but if you don't ask, I will be very angry.
This wonderful story is all my own; it took me months to figure out a suitable plot, and how to write it.
Characters: JC, PB, MG
Summary: A deadly virus is loose in County, and Dr. Carter was infected. The madman has been caught, and antibiotics are on the way, but will the victims be able to hold on till then, or will County say goodbye to one of their own for good.
I love seeing all the wonderful reviews you people send me, so keep them coming, they help to keep me inspired. All flames will be doused by fire, and then thrown into a very dark, bottomless abyss.
Now enough of my babbling; here is the last chapter of my story.hopefully.
Last Chances, and Renewed Friendships
Peter sat motionless by Carter's bedside, fearful that if he left even for a moment, something bad would happen, to his young friend.
Friends, and staff, had stopped by to check on them both, but Peter had paid them little attention. Carter's condition was deteriorating rapidly, nobody was sure if he would be able to last until the drugs arrived.
"Come on Carter you can make it, just hold on for a little bit longer." Peter murmured, not knowing whether he was soothing Carter or himself.
Peter jumped as a nurse entered the room; she looked curiously at him; then proceeded to take her patients vitals.
Peter jumped again, his exhaustion, fogging his mind, as the nurse spoke to him,
"You know Dr. Benton, we could set up a cot for you or something; it'll only be a few more hours till the antibiotics arrive."
Peter shook his head, "No I'm alright. What's his temp?"
The nurse sighed, it's still close to 105, we can't get it down, he's on 100% oxygen, and no longer triggering the vent." She hesitated.
"What?" Peter said, fearful of what she might say.
"One of the other patients, just died a half hour ago, it was the patient that Dr. Carter treated."
"Damn it." Peter cursed.
"We're doing everything we can Dr. Benton."
Peter sighed, "I know, I know."
She gave him a slight smile; then left him to his thoughts.
Alarms, blaring, jolted Peter from his light doze; he jumped up, quickly assessing the situation. Nurses and Doctors rushed into the room.
"He's having a seizure!"
"The IV's been pulled out, he's bleeding..."
"Start another line."
Peter was escorted from the room,
"Let us handle it Dr. Benton." The nurse said gently.
Peter nodded, too tired to even protest. The nurse led him to a chair, Peter sat. He heard footsteps approaching him, and looked up.
"What's going on Peter?" Mark asked quietly.
"What?" Peter said distractedly. "He's having a seizure; they're trying to stabilize him."
Mark waited patiently for Peter to continue, knowing that he would.
"He's no longer triggering the vent, and the patient that he contracted the illness from, just died."
"Oh, God." Mark breathed.
Just then the doctors wheeled Carter from the room.
"Where are you going?" Peter asked, jumping up.
The doctor walked over, Mark noticed that it was Dr. Moritz.
"Mark, Peter, we got him stable, and we're wheeling him down to neurology, for a cat-scan, and an MRI."
"Is he going to be okay?" Mark asked fearing the answer.
Dr. Moritz looked at the gurney, holding the ailing doctor; then turned back to Mark and Peter.
"We won't know anything till."
"Cut the crap, Moritz, we're doctors," Peter cut in.
Dr. Moritz sighed, "It doesn't look good, the fever combined with the seizures, and the Compazine reaction. Look we won't know anything for sure, until we get an MRI and a cat-scan, he may have brain damage, and he may not. Now I suggest you both get some sleep, while we are down in Neurology." And with that Dr. Moritz and his staff continued on their journey down the hall.
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Mark wholeheartedly agreed with Dr. Moritz's suggestion, but one glance at Peter told him that it wasn't going to happen, the surgeon was pacing the room, that they had been led to, muttering under his breath.
"You really care about him don't you?" Mark said, startling Peter.
The surgeon looked uncomfortably at the lanky doctor, who merely grinned.
Peter sighed, "He's had so many bad things happen in his life, he can't seem to catch a break."
Mark nodded grimly. "I know, Peter I know."
Just then, they heard a whoop, and Dr. Moritz ran into the room, grinning broadly.
"The helicopter will be landing on the roof in five minutes!" he exclaimed, "The antibiotics are here!"
Mark and Peter jumped up.
"We just took Dr. Carter back to his room, we'll go up to the helicopter pad, and get the antibiotics."
Dr. Moritz never got a chance to finish, because both Mark and Peter were already out the door, but he just grinned and ran after them.
It took them several minutes and many apologies, to get to the roof; they had knocked down several people in their haste to get there. They arrived no the roof out of breath, just as the helicopter landed, they raced towards it careful to keep their heads down, someone stepped out of the helicopter carrying a container, the three doctors reached him and took the container, they called a thanks to the man, who waved them off and made his way back to the helicopter.
The three doctors raced, back into the hospital, and to the elevator, Dr. Moritz pressed the button of the floor that would take them back to Carter, and the others who were sick.
The elevator was silent, except for the sound of the men panting, and trying to catch their breath. Finally after several long minutes the elevator, arrived at the floor, Dr. Moritz led them to a table, and opened the container, inside were several vials of antibiotics, a nurse handed him a syringe, and he opened a vial, and filled the needle; then he handed it to Mark,
"Give this to doctor Carter, don't bother inserting it into the I.V. just find a vein and give him the shot, he needs that in his bloodstream as soon as possible."
Mark nodded, and he and Peter raced off to do as they were told.
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Peter and Millicent sat by Carter's bedside, and watched as Dr. Moritz checked the chart, it had been three days since the antibiotics had arrived, and there didn't seem to be any change in the young man's condition, except that his fever had gone down, but that seemed futile, because Carter wasn't triggering the vent, and he hadn't woken up.
Dr. Moritz sighed, "Sorry, but there's still no change." the doctor continued to explain the situation to the older woman, but Peter wasn't listening, he was remembering his conversation with Carter's grandmother
"I just want to thank you for everything that you've done for John, he always spoke so highly of you and.I spoke with Dr. Moritz, and if John doesn't come back to us, then. I. I gave them permission to take him off the vent, he would have wanted it that way. he loved life, I don't think that this would be life, to. to trap him here because we don't want to let him go."
"I understand Mrs. Carter." She smiled sadly, "I'm sorry" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Peter was jolted back to the present when he heard Dr. Moritz gently say.
"Do you still want to go through with it Mrs. Carter?"
There was a pause.
"Yes, I do, John would have wanted it to be this way." She sobbed.
"Alright," He nodded to the nurse.
"Goodbye, John." She sobbed unable to contain her sorrow anymore, there were murmured goodbye's and muffled sobs, from members of the ER that had been invited up to say goodbye.
Peter gripped the young man's hand, and pushed his hair away from his face. "Goodbye Carter, I never told you, but you were a great doctor; one of the best students that I ever had, and... and you were a damned good friend, even when I didn't want one."
Tears fell from his face, and he let them fall. Dr. Moritz flipped the switch of the ventilator.
Whoosh, whoosh, then it stopped.
"V-fib," Dr. Moritz murmured.
The sound of the unending trill was in everyone's ears, then.
"Normal sinus rhythm?" Dr. Moritz said in surprise.
There was silence, and everyone could hear, the normal, beep, beep, beep, of the heart monitor.
Peter smiled, "Glad to have you back Carter."
The End!!! For now, there may be a sequel, if anyone wants one ^_^
Tsuki
By: Tsuki
Hey this is Tsuki; people have liked my story so far, so I decided to satisfy them by finishing this story. * Glances nervously back at readers, who are standing behind her glaring at her and holding various weapons * I have loved writing this story. well I love the reviews that come with it too. * grins*
Anyway, I am actually finishing a story!!! Scarlett (a fellow author, and one of my best friend's!!) will be so proud of me!!! I'd like to thank, Pangel537, my sister!! You are my best critic!!! And to the people who sent me their ideas, comments, and criticism!!! I love getting the mail!!! Especially, I'd like to thank for their words of praise, Spacemonkey, Riley, Maggie may, and Kate. You guys are awesome!!! ^_^
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me, they belong to the wonderful creators of ER, * sniffle* I wish they did though. But the characters that I did create belong to me; I made them up out of my own imagination.
If you want to post this story somewhere ask, and I'll let it be posted almost anywhere, but if you don't ask, I will be very angry.
This wonderful story is all my own; it took me months to figure out a suitable plot, and how to write it.
Characters: JC, PB, MG
Summary: A deadly virus is loose in County, and Dr. Carter was infected. The madman has been caught, and antibiotics are on the way, but will the victims be able to hold on till then, or will County say goodbye to one of their own for good.
I love seeing all the wonderful reviews you people send me, so keep them coming, they help to keep me inspired. All flames will be doused by fire, and then thrown into a very dark, bottomless abyss.
Now enough of my babbling; here is the last chapter of my story.hopefully.
Last Chances, and Renewed Friendships
Peter sat motionless by Carter's bedside, fearful that if he left even for a moment, something bad would happen, to his young friend.
Friends, and staff, had stopped by to check on them both, but Peter had paid them little attention. Carter's condition was deteriorating rapidly, nobody was sure if he would be able to last until the drugs arrived.
"Come on Carter you can make it, just hold on for a little bit longer." Peter murmured, not knowing whether he was soothing Carter or himself.
Peter jumped as a nurse entered the room; she looked curiously at him; then proceeded to take her patients vitals.
Peter jumped again, his exhaustion, fogging his mind, as the nurse spoke to him,
"You know Dr. Benton, we could set up a cot for you or something; it'll only be a few more hours till the antibiotics arrive."
Peter shook his head, "No I'm alright. What's his temp?"
The nurse sighed, it's still close to 105, we can't get it down, he's on 100% oxygen, and no longer triggering the vent." She hesitated.
"What?" Peter said, fearful of what she might say.
"One of the other patients, just died a half hour ago, it was the patient that Dr. Carter treated."
"Damn it." Peter cursed.
"We're doing everything we can Dr. Benton."
Peter sighed, "I know, I know."
She gave him a slight smile; then left him to his thoughts.
Alarms, blaring, jolted Peter from his light doze; he jumped up, quickly assessing the situation. Nurses and Doctors rushed into the room.
"He's having a seizure!"
"The IV's been pulled out, he's bleeding..."
"Start another line."
Peter was escorted from the room,
"Let us handle it Dr. Benton." The nurse said gently.
Peter nodded, too tired to even protest. The nurse led him to a chair, Peter sat. He heard footsteps approaching him, and looked up.
"What's going on Peter?" Mark asked quietly.
"What?" Peter said distractedly. "He's having a seizure; they're trying to stabilize him."
Mark waited patiently for Peter to continue, knowing that he would.
"He's no longer triggering the vent, and the patient that he contracted the illness from, just died."
"Oh, God." Mark breathed.
Just then the doctors wheeled Carter from the room.
"Where are you going?" Peter asked, jumping up.
The doctor walked over, Mark noticed that it was Dr. Moritz.
"Mark, Peter, we got him stable, and we're wheeling him down to neurology, for a cat-scan, and an MRI."
"Is he going to be okay?" Mark asked fearing the answer.
Dr. Moritz looked at the gurney, holding the ailing doctor; then turned back to Mark and Peter.
"We won't know anything till."
"Cut the crap, Moritz, we're doctors," Peter cut in.
Dr. Moritz sighed, "It doesn't look good, the fever combined with the seizures, and the Compazine reaction. Look we won't know anything for sure, until we get an MRI and a cat-scan, he may have brain damage, and he may not. Now I suggest you both get some sleep, while we are down in Neurology." And with that Dr. Moritz and his staff continued on their journey down the hall.
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Mark wholeheartedly agreed with Dr. Moritz's suggestion, but one glance at Peter told him that it wasn't going to happen, the surgeon was pacing the room, that they had been led to, muttering under his breath.
"You really care about him don't you?" Mark said, startling Peter.
The surgeon looked uncomfortably at the lanky doctor, who merely grinned.
Peter sighed, "He's had so many bad things happen in his life, he can't seem to catch a break."
Mark nodded grimly. "I know, Peter I know."
Just then, they heard a whoop, and Dr. Moritz ran into the room, grinning broadly.
"The helicopter will be landing on the roof in five minutes!" he exclaimed, "The antibiotics are here!"
Mark and Peter jumped up.
"We just took Dr. Carter back to his room, we'll go up to the helicopter pad, and get the antibiotics."
Dr. Moritz never got a chance to finish, because both Mark and Peter were already out the door, but he just grinned and ran after them.
It took them several minutes and many apologies, to get to the roof; they had knocked down several people in their haste to get there. They arrived no the roof out of breath, just as the helicopter landed, they raced towards it careful to keep their heads down, someone stepped out of the helicopter carrying a container, the three doctors reached him and took the container, they called a thanks to the man, who waved them off and made his way back to the helicopter.
The three doctors raced, back into the hospital, and to the elevator, Dr. Moritz pressed the button of the floor that would take them back to Carter, and the others who were sick.
The elevator was silent, except for the sound of the men panting, and trying to catch their breath. Finally after several long minutes the elevator, arrived at the floor, Dr. Moritz led them to a table, and opened the container, inside were several vials of antibiotics, a nurse handed him a syringe, and he opened a vial, and filled the needle; then he handed it to Mark,
"Give this to doctor Carter, don't bother inserting it into the I.V. just find a vein and give him the shot, he needs that in his bloodstream as soon as possible."
Mark nodded, and he and Peter raced off to do as they were told.
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Peter and Millicent sat by Carter's bedside, and watched as Dr. Moritz checked the chart, it had been three days since the antibiotics had arrived, and there didn't seem to be any change in the young man's condition, except that his fever had gone down, but that seemed futile, because Carter wasn't triggering the vent, and he hadn't woken up.
Dr. Moritz sighed, "Sorry, but there's still no change." the doctor continued to explain the situation to the older woman, but Peter wasn't listening, he was remembering his conversation with Carter's grandmother
"I just want to thank you for everything that you've done for John, he always spoke so highly of you and.I spoke with Dr. Moritz, and if John doesn't come back to us, then. I. I gave them permission to take him off the vent, he would have wanted it that way. he loved life, I don't think that this would be life, to. to trap him here because we don't want to let him go."
"I understand Mrs. Carter." She smiled sadly, "I'm sorry" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Peter was jolted back to the present when he heard Dr. Moritz gently say.
"Do you still want to go through with it Mrs. Carter?"
There was a pause.
"Yes, I do, John would have wanted it to be this way." She sobbed.
"Alright," He nodded to the nurse.
"Goodbye, John." She sobbed unable to contain her sorrow anymore, there were murmured goodbye's and muffled sobs, from members of the ER that had been invited up to say goodbye.
Peter gripped the young man's hand, and pushed his hair away from his face. "Goodbye Carter, I never told you, but you were a great doctor; one of the best students that I ever had, and... and you were a damned good friend, even when I didn't want one."
Tears fell from his face, and he let them fall. Dr. Moritz flipped the switch of the ventilator.
Whoosh, whoosh, then it stopped.
"V-fib," Dr. Moritz murmured.
The sound of the unending trill was in everyone's ears, then.
"Normal sinus rhythm?" Dr. Moritz said in surprise.
There was silence, and everyone could hear, the normal, beep, beep, beep, of the heart monitor.
Peter smiled, "Glad to have you back Carter."
The End!!! For now, there may be a sequel, if anyone wants one ^_^
Tsuki
