"Respect"
Interlude
By: Tsuki no Lomelinde
Summary: Carter returns to work after his traumatizing incident, how will the staff react to working with a deaf doctor?
Disclaimer: I do not own ER!!!!!! No profit is being made from this story, it was written for solely entertainment purposes. However there are some characters of my own creation, they are purely fictional, any resemblance to real people, is totally coincidental. So there. *sticks to tongue*
Do not take this story and post it without my permission, I'd love to have it posted at other sites, just ask me first.
And now, on with the story.
A young man stood in front of the ambulance bay doors nervously fidgeting, before taking a deep breath and walking in, it was his first day back, not as a surgeon though, that occupation didn't seem to suit him, now he was an ER resident.
"Hey Dr. Carter!" Jerry said and waved at him.
"Hey." Carter called back, and wandered towards the Lounge, once in there he found his locker and began stowing his stuff, all the while thinking of the past 9 months.
After the 'accident' as he called it in his mind, because they'd never found out the reason that he'd been carjacked, seeing as the hijacker was dead, and he himself couldn't provide any answers, so the case had been closed. Anyway, after he'd been released from the hospital, after having the operation to try and correct his hearing, which hadn't worked well, he'd gone to learn sign language, and along the way, acquired a newly designed hearing aid.
Someone tapped him on the shoulder startling him from his musings, he turned around and smiled, Mark grinned back in return.
"It's nice to have you back John." The lanky doctor said.
The young doctor smiled slightly, before pulling on his white hospital jacket, and walking out of the lounge.
Mark watched him leave and vowed to keep an eye on the young doctor, it wasn't that he didn't think John could handle himself; he just wanted to avoid any problems the staff, namely, Dr. Romano, or patients, had with a hearing impaired doctor.
Mark sighed, and followed John out of the lounge; he had a feeling that I was going to be a very long day.
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One surgical consult later, John was sitting in the lounge; his head in his hands; Mark stuck his head in.
"I heard Romano was here." He said to the young doctor.
John looked up, "what?"
"Dr. Romano, did he give you a heard time?"
John shook his head, frowning.
"What's the matter then? Is everything okay?"
"Yeah." Carter whispered softly.
"Come on talk to me." Mark pleaded gently.
"Dr. Benton."
'What did Peter have to do with any of this?' Mark wondered
"He won't even look at me. Did I do something wrong?"
"Oh," was all Mark could manage to say to the obviously distressed doctor.
"Just give him some time." Mark murmured trying to soothe Carter.
Sorry, I know that it's short, but I needed to write this, you'll see when I post the next chapter.
Please review it!!! All constructive criticism, and praises are appreciated, however, all flames will be thrown into a deep dark abyss and never heard from ever again.
Interlude
By: Tsuki no Lomelinde
Summary: Carter returns to work after his traumatizing incident, how will the staff react to working with a deaf doctor?
Disclaimer: I do not own ER!!!!!! No profit is being made from this story, it was written for solely entertainment purposes. However there are some characters of my own creation, they are purely fictional, any resemblance to real people, is totally coincidental. So there. *sticks to tongue*
Do not take this story and post it without my permission, I'd love to have it posted at other sites, just ask me first.
And now, on with the story.
A young man stood in front of the ambulance bay doors nervously fidgeting, before taking a deep breath and walking in, it was his first day back, not as a surgeon though, that occupation didn't seem to suit him, now he was an ER resident.
"Hey Dr. Carter!" Jerry said and waved at him.
"Hey." Carter called back, and wandered towards the Lounge, once in there he found his locker and began stowing his stuff, all the while thinking of the past 9 months.
After the 'accident' as he called it in his mind, because they'd never found out the reason that he'd been carjacked, seeing as the hijacker was dead, and he himself couldn't provide any answers, so the case had been closed. Anyway, after he'd been released from the hospital, after having the operation to try and correct his hearing, which hadn't worked well, he'd gone to learn sign language, and along the way, acquired a newly designed hearing aid.
Someone tapped him on the shoulder startling him from his musings, he turned around and smiled, Mark grinned back in return.
"It's nice to have you back John." The lanky doctor said.
The young doctor smiled slightly, before pulling on his white hospital jacket, and walking out of the lounge.
Mark watched him leave and vowed to keep an eye on the young doctor, it wasn't that he didn't think John could handle himself; he just wanted to avoid any problems the staff, namely, Dr. Romano, or patients, had with a hearing impaired doctor.
Mark sighed, and followed John out of the lounge; he had a feeling that I was going to be a very long day.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
One surgical consult later, John was sitting in the lounge; his head in his hands; Mark stuck his head in.
"I heard Romano was here." He said to the young doctor.
John looked up, "what?"
"Dr. Romano, did he give you a heard time?"
John shook his head, frowning.
"What's the matter then? Is everything okay?"
"Yeah." Carter whispered softly.
"Come on talk to me." Mark pleaded gently.
"Dr. Benton."
'What did Peter have to do with any of this?' Mark wondered
"He won't even look at me. Did I do something wrong?"
"Oh," was all Mark could manage to say to the obviously distressed doctor.
"Just give him some time." Mark murmured trying to soothe Carter.
Sorry, I know that it's short, but I needed to write this, you'll see when I post the next chapter.
Please review it!!! All constructive criticism, and praises are appreciated, however, all flames will be thrown into a deep dark abyss and never heard from ever again.