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Back from the Dead-5
Twins
See first page just so you can keep reading that I don't own the characters. But…*tear*…I wish I did.
The nursery was bustling with kids when Carter and Lucy arrived. Abby and Carol were attending to the kids, but two in particular, a boy and a girl. Carter looked at their…strangely familiar faces as he entered the room and they caught sight of him. Running to him, they started screaming, "da."
Carter's face paled. Lucy looked at him for any sign of rememberance, but couldn't find it. Abby looked at Carter, than at Lucy. "I'm just going to take Johnny and Lillie to play. You guys better talk," she said, taking the two kids to the play area.
"Okay," Lucy said. "But why did you all want me to come up here?"
"No reason," both nurses said in unison. Lucy just shook her head, and led Carter back down to the ER, only stopping at the admit desk to speak with Weaver.
"Kerry?"
"Yes, Lucy?" Kerry said, looking at a chart.
"John and me need to talk…alone. Can we use the lounge?"
"Nothing serious, I hope," Weaver replied, looking at Lucy, who glanced at John.
"I hope not."
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When they arrived in the lounge, Lucy had Carter sit on the couch and she started pacing. "I don't know what's wrong with you today, John."
John started laughing all of a sudden. Lucy glared at him, like he was insane or something.
"What the hell is up with you?" Lucy asked. He still wouldn't stop laughing. "Care to share?"
"It's just," he said in between laughs. "I can't remember anything. The last thing I remember is you being stabbed on Valentine's day, but you're here, and you're alive, so I'm just going over the edge."
"Um…John," Lucy said, walking over to him and sitting down.
"No, don't tell me you're not really here or I'll be pissed," John said, even laughing at how serious that sounded.
"Sweetie, I wasn't stabbed…you were," Lucy said, tears springing to her eyes.
John's face paled once more. "What?"
Lucy took John's hand into hers and led it to his back, where he definitely felt two scars.
"I don't get it. You were stabbed, and I tried to help you but I was stabbed also," John said.
"No, honey. You took over Sobricki for me and I was attending to patients when I passed by the exam room you were in with him. I heard a ruckus and went in, where I saw…I saw…" Lucy began crying.
"What?" John asked.
"Sobricki, dead. And you were right beside him, just about," Lucy said, sniffling.
John hugged her. "Please explain…everything."
"Okay," Lucy sighed. "It happened two years ago, on Valentine's day…"
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Okay, the next part will be a little tricky, but bear with me.