A/N: Ok, long note... For any of you that missed it, this is pure fluff. I know this could never happen but I wanted to write, or at least start to write, this perfect little fairy tale type fic before the new season plagued them with a doomed relationship. If you don't like that, don't read anymore. Not all of my stories will be like this, I am also working on a Crossing Jordan story that won't be up for awhile but it won't be anything like this. (different pen name) And thanks to Kitty227 for catching my mistake. Maggie's name is Wyczenski not Myczinski like my ER unofficial guide said it was. That book really does have a lot of flaws. I knew that didn't sound right... But anyway, reviews are greatly appreciated. The next little bit might be a little boring but every minute can't be action-packed, can it? I don't think so but I'll try. It might take me a while to update because of school and everything else but I will update so keep checking. I warn you, the next few chapters will deal with a case of child abuse so that's just a fair warning. The case leads to something important that will come a little later. That's all I'm saying. Now on with the story!...
Finally done. And just when my shift starts...
"Hey John, you done?"
"Just finished in time for my shift to start."
"It's 6 already?"
"6:10"
"Oh."
"Some MVA, huh?"
"I'll say."
"We still haven't told anyone else about the good news."
"We'd better hurry; Lydia and Haleh are leaving."
"We're outta here!"
This can't be real long..."Hey guys, Abby and I are engaged as of last night."
"See?"
"That's a nice ring!"
"Why didn't you tell us?"
"We were about to but then the MVA pulled up."
"Oh. Did you set a date yet?"
"Not yet. We're going to as soon as everything's ready."
"Is it going to be a big wedding?"
There's a question we haven't heard yet. I think I'll leave that one to Abby...
"Of course, and you're all invited."
"Girl, we have to have you a BIG bachelorette party."
"We ain't getting married yet."
"So?"
"Fine, we'll wait a little bit."
"I don't even want one. What about John?"
NO! Abby...
"Oh yeah, him. That's a man's department. Can't help ya there."
Thank God!
"Well if I need one, he needs one."
"We'll see what we can do about that, talk to a few people..."
"Oh no, I'm just fine without one." I don't even want to think about what these people could cook up...
"Ok Carter, whatever..."
"We'd better get going."
"Bye guys."
"How come I have a feeling they're going to try to do something?"
"I dunno John..."
"Susan, when are you off?"
"At 4."
"Lucky you."
"Oh yeah, lucky me, I get off in the middle of the night and can't even really sleep because I gotta be back in 5 hours. When do you get off?"
"8, but I should get off because somebody made me stay 2 1/2 hours before I was on. Some people can be so rude sometimes, huh Susan?"
"Oh, I'm sure they had a good reason for it. Plus, you shouldn't be here before you're on..."
Why is it that she always has something to say back, without even thinking? Is that like some special gene that only women have? Abby's like that...wait, where's...
"John, give me your keys, I'm finally off."
"They're in my locker, let me get um... Are you going straight home?"
"Yes John. You're not going to get all weird like you did last time, are you? Last time you got all weird like that you proposed. I don't know if I could handle any more good news right now."
"I was just asking. I did over-react a little last time, huh?"
"A little?"
Not now. "See you later, Abby."
"Ok, bye John."
"Abby, stop doing that, calling him John. It's really weird."
Was she listening? "Ease dropping Susan?"
"No, waiting. 2 month old fell out of the crib while the babysitter was there. Mom called an ambulance. They're two minutes out. Baby could have broken bones."
"After midnight? Oh well. Abby, you'd better go. Don't forget about me. Bye!"
"Bye John."
"Bye Abby. C'mon John. Oh my God, she's got me saying it! That's too weird. Carter, you're Carter, not John. Carter..."
"It's not a big deal Susan, calm down."
"Yes it is...Chuni, guess what I just called Carter. John!"
"Oh my God!"
"I know. Isn't it weird? I really scared myself. Abby better stop doing that."
This is crazy. "It's not a big deal! My name is John you know."
"We know, but to us you're Carter. Who else calls you John other than your parents and Abby?"
"Maggie."
"Anyone else?"
"...No..."
"That's why you're Carter, John doesn't suit you."
"It IS my name, Susan."
"Yeah but..."
"Umm, this is real fun and all but isn't there a baby on the way?"
"Oh yeah, bye Abby."
"Bye Susan, John."
"Abby..."
"Susan... Good bye all!"
"Why does her calling me John bother you so much?"
"I don't really know, it just does..."
"Someone please! Help me baby! He won't stop crying!"
"We got the call about 12:30. Said the baby fell out of his crib."
"Thanks. How long ago did this happen ma'am?"
"Over an hour ago. He hasn't stopped crying! Please help him doctor!"
WHAT!? "Why did you wait so long to bring him in!?" I hate these kinds of cases...
"The babysitter finally told me what happened. He hasn't stop crying since I got home. Please help him. Please help me baby!"
"You'll have to calm down ma'am. We're going to help him."
Now the hard part... "So you said he fell out of the crib while they babysitter was watching him?"
"Yes doctor."
"And she waited awhile before she told you?"
"Yes."
"What time did this happen?"
"She said around 10:30."
"And you got home around..."
"12. I'm a single mother and I have to work late some nights. She stayed and tried to help me get him to sleep and finally told me about 12:30 and I called."
"So she let him cry for 2 hours?"
"I guess."
How to put this... "Ms. Johnson, during the X-rays, we found old bruises and a healed fracture. What happened then?" I hate doing this...
"That happened when he was 3 weeks old. That was from when he rolled around in the crib and rolled into the bar."
"Hard enough to give he multiple bruises new and old?"
"Yes, he's usually asleep when I get home and the babysitter, Julie, tells me about the day."
"Well I suggest you put something soft over the walls. I'll be back." She just looks worse and worse....
"Carter, did you find out what happened with that baby?"
"The mom says the old injuries are from him rolling into the crib bar. At 3 weeks old. And the new ones too. It all happened when the babysitter was there. Either the mom's lying or something's up with the babysitter."
"No 3 week old baby is strong enough to break his arm by rolling into the crib bar. Babies can't even roll at 3 weeks. How stupid does she think we are? See id you can see what really happened."
"I hate this part."
"Don't we all."
"Why don't you do it, Susan?"
Because Carter. Go finish what you've started. And keep me posted."
"Fine... I'm sorry Ms. Johnson; I need to ask you a few more questions."
"Ok, but if you don't mind me asking, why do need to know all of this?"
"It's just hospital rules ma'am. So if your son fell out of the crib, why didn't the babysitter bring him in?"
"I don't know. She was scared and probably didn't want to be asked all of these questions."
Ok, she's getting real angry. I hope I don't upset her too much. "But if it's for the baby's safety, she should have brought him in, right? You want your baby to be safe..." How to say this... "...How well do you know this babysitter?"
"I beg your pardon. Are you implying that Julie did something wrong? Julie is a great girl. I've known her since she was born and she would never neglect my baby. She loves him like a brother.
"I'm sorry ma'am..." What the...
"Are you Amy Johnson?"
"Yes, and who are you?"
"I'm sorry ma'am; you have to come with us."
"Why? Where are you taking me? What about my baby!? Get off of me!"
"Ma'am, the calmer you are, the better this will go. Doctor, how long will the baby need to stay?"
What just happened? Who... "Umm, at least 24 hours for observation. If he doesn't get taken care of properly, he could die."
"Well he won't at home. Keep him here until further notice from myself or my office."
"Ok... "Which is..."
"Social Services or the police station. If anyone, I mean anyone, tries to take him, call the police at once."
"Ok..."
"Good night doctor."
Ok...that was strange...
"Carter, what just happened in there?"
"I don't know."
"Did they just arrest the mom of that baby?"
"I'm not sure. So I guess you didn't call..."
"I don't even know what just happened."
"Well if anyone, even the mom tries to take the baby, call the cops." Though I don't know why...
...To Be Continued... (as if I really had to say that)
Finally done. And just when my shift starts...
"Hey John, you done?"
"Just finished in time for my shift to start."
"It's 6 already?"
"6:10"
"Oh."
"Some MVA, huh?"
"I'll say."
"We still haven't told anyone else about the good news."
"We'd better hurry; Lydia and Haleh are leaving."
"We're outta here!"
This can't be real long..."Hey guys, Abby and I are engaged as of last night."
"See?"
"That's a nice ring!"
"Why didn't you tell us?"
"We were about to but then the MVA pulled up."
"Oh. Did you set a date yet?"
"Not yet. We're going to as soon as everything's ready."
"Is it going to be a big wedding?"
There's a question we haven't heard yet. I think I'll leave that one to Abby...
"Of course, and you're all invited."
"Girl, we have to have you a BIG bachelorette party."
"We ain't getting married yet."
"So?"
"Fine, we'll wait a little bit."
"I don't even want one. What about John?"
NO! Abby...
"Oh yeah, him. That's a man's department. Can't help ya there."
Thank God!
"Well if I need one, he needs one."
"We'll see what we can do about that, talk to a few people..."
"Oh no, I'm just fine without one." I don't even want to think about what these people could cook up...
"Ok Carter, whatever..."
"We'd better get going."
"Bye guys."
"How come I have a feeling they're going to try to do something?"
"I dunno John..."
"Susan, when are you off?"
"At 4."
"Lucky you."
"Oh yeah, lucky me, I get off in the middle of the night and can't even really sleep because I gotta be back in 5 hours. When do you get off?"
"8, but I should get off because somebody made me stay 2 1/2 hours before I was on. Some people can be so rude sometimes, huh Susan?"
"Oh, I'm sure they had a good reason for it. Plus, you shouldn't be here before you're on..."
Why is it that she always has something to say back, without even thinking? Is that like some special gene that only women have? Abby's like that...wait, where's...
"John, give me your keys, I'm finally off."
"They're in my locker, let me get um... Are you going straight home?"
"Yes John. You're not going to get all weird like you did last time, are you? Last time you got all weird like that you proposed. I don't know if I could handle any more good news right now."
"I was just asking. I did over-react a little last time, huh?"
"A little?"
Not now. "See you later, Abby."
"Ok, bye John."
"Abby, stop doing that, calling him John. It's really weird."
Was she listening? "Ease dropping Susan?"
"No, waiting. 2 month old fell out of the crib while the babysitter was there. Mom called an ambulance. They're two minutes out. Baby could have broken bones."
"After midnight? Oh well. Abby, you'd better go. Don't forget about me. Bye!"
"Bye John."
"Bye Abby. C'mon John. Oh my God, she's got me saying it! That's too weird. Carter, you're Carter, not John. Carter..."
"It's not a big deal Susan, calm down."
"Yes it is...Chuni, guess what I just called Carter. John!"
"Oh my God!"
"I know. Isn't it weird? I really scared myself. Abby better stop doing that."
This is crazy. "It's not a big deal! My name is John you know."
"We know, but to us you're Carter. Who else calls you John other than your parents and Abby?"
"Maggie."
"Anyone else?"
"...No..."
"That's why you're Carter, John doesn't suit you."
"It IS my name, Susan."
"Yeah but..."
"Umm, this is real fun and all but isn't there a baby on the way?"
"Oh yeah, bye Abby."
"Bye Susan, John."
"Abby..."
"Susan... Good bye all!"
"Why does her calling me John bother you so much?"
"I don't really know, it just does..."
"Someone please! Help me baby! He won't stop crying!"
"We got the call about 12:30. Said the baby fell out of his crib."
"Thanks. How long ago did this happen ma'am?"
"Over an hour ago. He hasn't stopped crying! Please help him doctor!"
WHAT!? "Why did you wait so long to bring him in!?" I hate these kinds of cases...
"The babysitter finally told me what happened. He hasn't stop crying since I got home. Please help him. Please help me baby!"
"You'll have to calm down ma'am. We're going to help him."
Now the hard part... "So you said he fell out of the crib while they babysitter was watching him?"
"Yes doctor."
"And she waited awhile before she told you?"
"Yes."
"What time did this happen?"
"She said around 10:30."
"And you got home around..."
"12. I'm a single mother and I have to work late some nights. She stayed and tried to help me get him to sleep and finally told me about 12:30 and I called."
"So she let him cry for 2 hours?"
"I guess."
How to put this... "Ms. Johnson, during the X-rays, we found old bruises and a healed fracture. What happened then?" I hate doing this...
"That happened when he was 3 weeks old. That was from when he rolled around in the crib and rolled into the bar."
"Hard enough to give he multiple bruises new and old?"
"Yes, he's usually asleep when I get home and the babysitter, Julie, tells me about the day."
"Well I suggest you put something soft over the walls. I'll be back." She just looks worse and worse....
"Carter, did you find out what happened with that baby?"
"The mom says the old injuries are from him rolling into the crib bar. At 3 weeks old. And the new ones too. It all happened when the babysitter was there. Either the mom's lying or something's up with the babysitter."
"No 3 week old baby is strong enough to break his arm by rolling into the crib bar. Babies can't even roll at 3 weeks. How stupid does she think we are? See id you can see what really happened."
"I hate this part."
"Don't we all."
"Why don't you do it, Susan?"
Because Carter. Go finish what you've started. And keep me posted."
"Fine... I'm sorry Ms. Johnson; I need to ask you a few more questions."
"Ok, but if you don't mind me asking, why do need to know all of this?"
"It's just hospital rules ma'am. So if your son fell out of the crib, why didn't the babysitter bring him in?"
"I don't know. She was scared and probably didn't want to be asked all of these questions."
Ok, she's getting real angry. I hope I don't upset her too much. "But if it's for the baby's safety, she should have brought him in, right? You want your baby to be safe..." How to say this... "...How well do you know this babysitter?"
"I beg your pardon. Are you implying that Julie did something wrong? Julie is a great girl. I've known her since she was born and she would never neglect my baby. She loves him like a brother.
"I'm sorry ma'am..." What the...
"Are you Amy Johnson?"
"Yes, and who are you?"
"I'm sorry ma'am; you have to come with us."
"Why? Where are you taking me? What about my baby!? Get off of me!"
"Ma'am, the calmer you are, the better this will go. Doctor, how long will the baby need to stay?"
What just happened? Who... "Umm, at least 24 hours for observation. If he doesn't get taken care of properly, he could die."
"Well he won't at home. Keep him here until further notice from myself or my office."
"Ok... "Which is..."
"Social Services or the police station. If anyone, I mean anyone, tries to take him, call the police at once."
"Ok..."
"Good night doctor."
Ok...that was strange...
"Carter, what just happened in there?"
"I don't know."
"Did they just arrest the mom of that baby?"
"I'm not sure. So I guess you didn't call..."
"I don't even know what just happened."
"Well if anyone, even the mom tries to take the baby, call the cops." Though I don't know why...
...To Be Continued... (as if I really had to say that)