"W-what w-woods? The shooting?"
"Oh. Bemis. Quite close, which is quite freaky."
Carter only heard the first two words and his mind and world went black. His body fell limp and once it hit the floor his mind shut off.
- - -
He had only blacked out for a few seconds when he came around and heard the faint shouts from the small crowd now gathered around him. He scooted over to chairs and pulled himself up on one of the seats on the front row. Susan, Frank and Haleh were now peering over him asking repetitively if he was all right and what was going on. Carter buried his head in his hands and tried to stop his head from spinning by taking deep breaths.
"John, tell me what's wrong? What the hell just happened then?" Susan asked panicked.
Carter's reply was just to shake his head. He did not want to answer stupid questions right now.
"Look, you fainted, that does not just happen to you." She positioned herself in a kneeling position so she was looking directly at him. She lowered her voice to a whisper. "Look, are you, ya know, using again?"
This caused a reaction from Carter. His head shot up from it's rested position in his hands and his face was one of pure shock and fury. "No! I am not! How dare you even think that Susan?!"
"Look Carter, something is going on with you."
He seemed to have calmed a little and was now able to think straight. He was brought straight back to the reality of the matter when Kerry started to wheel in a middle-aged man with gun shot wounds to his shoulder and leg. "Abby" he whispered, as he stared at the man blankly.
"You want me to get Abby? She should be around her somewhere, although I haven't see . . . " Susan started.
"No! You don't understand!" He shouted, getting up from his seated position and looking around frantically, unsure of what to do. His voice suddenly grew softer. "She was in the woods, Bemis Woods, this morning." His gaze finally landed on Susan, his eyes almost pleading with her.
Susan's eyes grew wide and she stood in pure shock for a split second before realizing that he was jumping to conclusions. "Look, she's working now isn't she? Her shift started . . . "
"No. She hasn't come in yet, she's late, and she is never late Susan. I know something has happened, I just know it." The pure horror he was feeling could be identified in his voice, as it cracked as he spoke the last few words. Susan stepped forward and pulled her friend into a hug. He clung onto her, as if pleading with her to make sure Abby was alright. His eyes had pleaded with her and now his body was pleading with her. Susan could feel him shake with sobs and this brought many tears to her eyes. John was her friend, but not only this, Abby was her friend too and she could not bear to see something happen to her, not now that she was so happy. Carter and Abby had something so special together, a fool could detect that, and it was just wrong, so so wrong, to tear them apart with a tragedy that immense.
Haleh, Connie and Chuny stood at the Admit Desk simply watching Susan and Carter with tears in their eyes. Kerry walked up to the three of them hurriedly from Trauma one.
"What the hell is going on with Carter and Susan?" She asked, preparing to walk over. "Do they not know we are about to become snowed under with traumas and they choose a public part of the hospital to engage in intimate gestures?"
"Doctor Weaver wait." Shouted Haleh. "It's Carter, Abby was in Bemis Woods this morning and she hasn't come in yet."
"Do I really care where Abby chooses to go before her shift starts, she's late and that is all that matters. Get her on the phone Frank." Weaver ordered to Frank who was standing by the phone watching Carter with a saddened expression.
"No, you don't understand." Haleh spoke up once more. "Abby was jogging in the woods the shooting has taken place in."
Doctor Weaver's hard expression suddenly changed to one of realization and horror. "Well has she been brought in yet?"
"I don't think so. There has only been one more since you and Luka took the man into one and that was a child. How many more are expected?" Connie asked.
Weaver looked around distraught for a moment before she reverted back into her professional manner. "I don't know, three maybe four." She then made her way around the desk and over to where Carter and Susan were standing. She saw they were still hugging and held back until Susan spotted her. Weaver smiled and Susan returned the smile, letting John go so Weaver could communicate with him. Carter followed Susan's gaze behind him to where Weaver was standing. She placed a hand on his shoulder and spoke in a soft, reassuring tone.
"Are you OK John?"
Carter's brow furrowed. "Of course I am not OK Kerry. How could you even ask that?" Susan placed a hand on his arm, detecting that he was beginning to lose it again.
"Look, John, we are going to try and find out as quickly as possible whether Abby was involved in the shooting. Police vehicles have already been sent to the woods and so they will be able to tell us in a matter of minutes what the situation is. Why don't you go and sit down in the lounge and we will tell you immediately if anything happens."
"I-I can't. I have to know, I have to be doing something." He stammered, his tear stained face one of innocence and pain.
"I know, I understand." Kerry spoke again. "Look, there are about three or four more traumas coming in and we already have two here already so Susan and I are needed, but if there is anything I can do . . . "
"I'll help. I need to be doing something." Carter offered, walking towards the trauma room.
"John, I don't think that's a very good . . . "
"I can do it Kerry!!" He shouted, catching attention from many.
Weaver nodded, and followed Carter and Susan. Weaver went back to the man who Luka was working on whilst Carter and Susan walked through to the next room where the paramedics were loading a young girl onto the bed.
"What have we got?" Asked Carter. He was trying so hard to distract himself from thinking about Abby, he knew there was nothing that he could do, he was just going to have to wait.
"Ten year old girl, GSW to the chest and neck."
Carter surveyed the patient. She was unconscious, looked like she had been from the second that the bullets had hit her. She was bleeding out severely and her chances did not look at all good.
Susan looked at him from across the bed. "Are you ok to do this?"
"Susan I'm fine!! Just pass me suction NOW!"
- - -
"Asystole." Susan confirmed as Carter continued perform CPR.
"Come on Katy." Carter puffed out as he continued.
Susan and Chuny stood watching from the opposite side of the bed, knowing that there was nothing else that could be done. "Do you wanna call it Carter?" Susan asked skeptically.
"No Susan! She's gonna be ok."
"Carter . . . "
He suddenly stopped, staring at the pale face of the little girl lying in front of him. "I'm sorry Katy." He spoke in a tone barely above a whisper. Susan's voice then filled his ears and the little girl's face changed before him to Abby's. She was covered in blood and her lips were so blue.
"Time of death 9:45".
Carter let out a scream and the face immediately disappeared and Katy's returned. Carter could feel the bile rising in his stomach as he flew out of the room and ran at lightning speed to the men's bathroom situated down the hall. He could hear Susan call after him as he forced the door open, flinging himself into a cubical and falling onto his knees as he threw up into the toilet. He panted as sweat gathered upon his forehead, and he leaned his head back against the cubical door. What was happening to his life? This morning, only a few hours ago now everything in his life had been perfect. He could not have wished for it to be any other way. "The life of John Carter." He stated. "As soon as things are looking up, something just has to go and ruin them." He could not even bear to think of a life without Abby. He loved her too much, and to think she might not even know that, he may never get to tell her how he truly felt. He began to cry again, his face screwing up as he pulled at his hair in frustration, anger and pure turmoil. Suddenly the bathroom door flew open and a male voice that could only be identified as Frank's filled the room.
"Doctor Carter, Abby's just been brought in!"
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Hope you liked it. Sorry about the delay again but it wasn't a long a wait as the last one! See, I am getting better. I hope everyone had a great Christmas. Only 2 weeks today till season 9 airs in the UK!!! YAY!! Please remember to review, I love hearing and I will know if it is worth carrying on.
***Laura***
"Oh. Bemis. Quite close, which is quite freaky."
Carter only heard the first two words and his mind and world went black. His body fell limp and once it hit the floor his mind shut off.
- - -
He had only blacked out for a few seconds when he came around and heard the faint shouts from the small crowd now gathered around him. He scooted over to chairs and pulled himself up on one of the seats on the front row. Susan, Frank and Haleh were now peering over him asking repetitively if he was all right and what was going on. Carter buried his head in his hands and tried to stop his head from spinning by taking deep breaths.
"John, tell me what's wrong? What the hell just happened then?" Susan asked panicked.
Carter's reply was just to shake his head. He did not want to answer stupid questions right now.
"Look, you fainted, that does not just happen to you." She positioned herself in a kneeling position so she was looking directly at him. She lowered her voice to a whisper. "Look, are you, ya know, using again?"
This caused a reaction from Carter. His head shot up from it's rested position in his hands and his face was one of pure shock and fury. "No! I am not! How dare you even think that Susan?!"
"Look Carter, something is going on with you."
He seemed to have calmed a little and was now able to think straight. He was brought straight back to the reality of the matter when Kerry started to wheel in a middle-aged man with gun shot wounds to his shoulder and leg. "Abby" he whispered, as he stared at the man blankly.
"You want me to get Abby? She should be around her somewhere, although I haven't see . . . " Susan started.
"No! You don't understand!" He shouted, getting up from his seated position and looking around frantically, unsure of what to do. His voice suddenly grew softer. "She was in the woods, Bemis Woods, this morning." His gaze finally landed on Susan, his eyes almost pleading with her.
Susan's eyes grew wide and she stood in pure shock for a split second before realizing that he was jumping to conclusions. "Look, she's working now isn't she? Her shift started . . . "
"No. She hasn't come in yet, she's late, and she is never late Susan. I know something has happened, I just know it." The pure horror he was feeling could be identified in his voice, as it cracked as he spoke the last few words. Susan stepped forward and pulled her friend into a hug. He clung onto her, as if pleading with her to make sure Abby was alright. His eyes had pleaded with her and now his body was pleading with her. Susan could feel him shake with sobs and this brought many tears to her eyes. John was her friend, but not only this, Abby was her friend too and she could not bear to see something happen to her, not now that she was so happy. Carter and Abby had something so special together, a fool could detect that, and it was just wrong, so so wrong, to tear them apart with a tragedy that immense.
Haleh, Connie and Chuny stood at the Admit Desk simply watching Susan and Carter with tears in their eyes. Kerry walked up to the three of them hurriedly from Trauma one.
"What the hell is going on with Carter and Susan?" She asked, preparing to walk over. "Do they not know we are about to become snowed under with traumas and they choose a public part of the hospital to engage in intimate gestures?"
"Doctor Weaver wait." Shouted Haleh. "It's Carter, Abby was in Bemis Woods this morning and she hasn't come in yet."
"Do I really care where Abby chooses to go before her shift starts, she's late and that is all that matters. Get her on the phone Frank." Weaver ordered to Frank who was standing by the phone watching Carter with a saddened expression.
"No, you don't understand." Haleh spoke up once more. "Abby was jogging in the woods the shooting has taken place in."
Doctor Weaver's hard expression suddenly changed to one of realization and horror. "Well has she been brought in yet?"
"I don't think so. There has only been one more since you and Luka took the man into one and that was a child. How many more are expected?" Connie asked.
Weaver looked around distraught for a moment before she reverted back into her professional manner. "I don't know, three maybe four." She then made her way around the desk and over to where Carter and Susan were standing. She saw they were still hugging and held back until Susan spotted her. Weaver smiled and Susan returned the smile, letting John go so Weaver could communicate with him. Carter followed Susan's gaze behind him to where Weaver was standing. She placed a hand on his shoulder and spoke in a soft, reassuring tone.
"Are you OK John?"
Carter's brow furrowed. "Of course I am not OK Kerry. How could you even ask that?" Susan placed a hand on his arm, detecting that he was beginning to lose it again.
"Look, John, we are going to try and find out as quickly as possible whether Abby was involved in the shooting. Police vehicles have already been sent to the woods and so they will be able to tell us in a matter of minutes what the situation is. Why don't you go and sit down in the lounge and we will tell you immediately if anything happens."
"I-I can't. I have to know, I have to be doing something." He stammered, his tear stained face one of innocence and pain.
"I know, I understand." Kerry spoke again. "Look, there are about three or four more traumas coming in and we already have two here already so Susan and I are needed, but if there is anything I can do . . . "
"I'll help. I need to be doing something." Carter offered, walking towards the trauma room.
"John, I don't think that's a very good . . . "
"I can do it Kerry!!" He shouted, catching attention from many.
Weaver nodded, and followed Carter and Susan. Weaver went back to the man who Luka was working on whilst Carter and Susan walked through to the next room where the paramedics were loading a young girl onto the bed.
"What have we got?" Asked Carter. He was trying so hard to distract himself from thinking about Abby, he knew there was nothing that he could do, he was just going to have to wait.
"Ten year old girl, GSW to the chest and neck."
Carter surveyed the patient. She was unconscious, looked like she had been from the second that the bullets had hit her. She was bleeding out severely and her chances did not look at all good.
Susan looked at him from across the bed. "Are you ok to do this?"
"Susan I'm fine!! Just pass me suction NOW!"
- - -
"Asystole." Susan confirmed as Carter continued perform CPR.
"Come on Katy." Carter puffed out as he continued.
Susan and Chuny stood watching from the opposite side of the bed, knowing that there was nothing else that could be done. "Do you wanna call it Carter?" Susan asked skeptically.
"No Susan! She's gonna be ok."
"Carter . . . "
He suddenly stopped, staring at the pale face of the little girl lying in front of him. "I'm sorry Katy." He spoke in a tone barely above a whisper. Susan's voice then filled his ears and the little girl's face changed before him to Abby's. She was covered in blood and her lips were so blue.
"Time of death 9:45".
Carter let out a scream and the face immediately disappeared and Katy's returned. Carter could feel the bile rising in his stomach as he flew out of the room and ran at lightning speed to the men's bathroom situated down the hall. He could hear Susan call after him as he forced the door open, flinging himself into a cubical and falling onto his knees as he threw up into the toilet. He panted as sweat gathered upon his forehead, and he leaned his head back against the cubical door. What was happening to his life? This morning, only a few hours ago now everything in his life had been perfect. He could not have wished for it to be any other way. "The life of John Carter." He stated. "As soon as things are looking up, something just has to go and ruin them." He could not even bear to think of a life without Abby. He loved her too much, and to think she might not even know that, he may never get to tell her how he truly felt. He began to cry again, his face screwing up as he pulled at his hair in frustration, anger and pure turmoil. Suddenly the bathroom door flew open and a male voice that could only be identified as Frank's filled the room.
"Doctor Carter, Abby's just been brought in!"
---
Hope you liked it. Sorry about the delay again but it wasn't a long a wait as the last one! See, I am getting better. I hope everyone had a great Christmas. Only 2 weeks today till season 9 airs in the UK!!! YAY!! Please remember to review, I love hearing and I will know if it is worth carrying on.
***Laura***