Disclaimer: i do not own ER....if i did i would be rich....then i would be
swimming in a pool filled with plastic balls with Noah Wyle next to
me....*grins uncontrollably*...
Start...
Exam room 3, 6:21
Dale had just shot a warning gun shot for them to start vacating the hospital, it had broken the window in the Exam room.
Everyone was tied with rope to some chairs their captor had brought, they where facing each other.
Edson was looking out the broken window, as the whole hospital emptied.
They where staring at each other, and then at Dale, somehow trying to figure out what went wrong.
''Why are you doing this, do you even realize that you killed 2 people huh?'' Said Carter, trying to get him to reconsider his actions.
''Yes i did.'' He answered, calmly, not taking his eyes of the window.
''But it was your fault they died...'' He continued, Carter's face dropped.
''What do you mean, i wasn't the one who pulled the trigger nor the guy who ripped some poor guys neck and stomach!!'' He yelled in a defensive tone.
''No, but it's your fault i came to do it!!'' He finished, his gun waving around, not leaving his hand.
They all stood quiet. Dale then aproached Benton.
''You are back...'' He chuckled at the perfect timing. ''Just in time, since part of this is your fault, and yours too'' He looked at everyone in the room.
''Edson you are a surgeon use your head...you don't wanna do this'' Yelled Susan, moving uncomfortably in her chair.
''How the hell do you know what i wanna do, how does anyone here know what i wan't or not do huh?'' Yelled Dale, like a kid who's candy was taken away.
They al stared to one another, knowing that there was no changing his mind...for now at least.
Cook County General Hospital, Ambulance Bay, 9:56 p.m.
The remaining staff of the ER managed to pull their patients out, and now the patients and doctors of other wards where on their way out.
Mark, Elizabeth, Carol, Romano and Kerry where mostly in charge of running the vaccancy of the hospital [1], and what now seemed the hostage situation next to a few detectives.
The leading hostage detective aproached the four.
''Hi, i'm detective Applegate and i need to ask you some questions...'' He said, in a serious tone.
''Yes sure'' Answered Lizzie, for everyone.
The detective took out a notepad and a pen, ready to write any notes and clues that might get the victims their freedom back.
''Okay, does anyone of you know who the captor is?'' He asked.
They all nodded and looked down. Robert spoked up.
''Yes he's one of our surgeons, Dale Edson.'' He responded.
''Well doesn't that make me feel safe...'' He murmured, as he scribbled in his pad.
''Is he usually violent?'' He asked, as he finished with some notes.
''No, he has never been violent, he is an ass though...he's alway.....'' Romano was interrupted by Mark.
''There was that time when he got into a fight with Carter, but that was a long time ago'' Interrupted Mark.
The detective scribbled some more.
''And last, for now, i'm gonna need the phone number of the ER.'' He finished.
''Yes of course'' Said Kerry, writing the number on a piece of paper and handing it to the detective, he started to walk away, but was stopped by a worried surgeon.
''Will you be able to get them out'' Asked Lizzie.
''Don't worry about it...we'll get them out'' He said reassuringly, as he walked away leaving 5 worried doctors behind.
Exam room 3, 11:36 p.m.
The room was dark only a few lights lit, both doors where closed, a worthless do since the entire hospital was empty, a figure stood against the wall.
''Why are you doing this?...'' Asked John, Calmly, trying to adjust the rope that kept hurting his wrists.
''Why he asks...damn it Carter, i've hated you since get go...you have always taken what's mine!!!'' He yelled, angrily, he raised his left hand wich contained a 8mm gun and left it on a crash cart nearby, he then pulled out a needle and starter filling it with an unknown fluid.
Everyone else looked at it with a shocked look on their faces...
''What are you gonna do huh? what do you plan on accomplishing with all this?...'' Asked Benton, trying to stall as he realized at whom that needle was aimed.
''I just want the respect i never got from everyone in this room...'' He said, as he started to walk around.
''Listen i dont know you very well, but i know youre not gonna get it by doing this'' Yelled back Luka, in a desperate/explaining tone.
He started to walk towards Carter, needle in hand ready to sting.
''Except yours...'' he stopped, and started to pull back Carter's right sleeve from behind the chair he was tied to as the others.
''I dont want your respect, i couldnt care less, i just wanna make you pay for stealing what was meant for me, and the best way to do that is by making you hit rock bottom.....again'' He chuckled, at what he was about to do.
Carter looked at his sleeve then the needle and finally to his ex colleague.
''Please dont do this, we can talk'' He said firmly.
He stopped for a minute to whisper something in his victim's ear...and then continued.
''Where's the fun in that'' He ended, as the needle went in and back out, now empty.
[1] I know, i know, i'm just gonna say, Mark miracously survived k, i think he needed to be there for this...
hi, finally where in the now time...how are you liking it...review about any comments....it's right about there (ala cartman)(i don't own cartman either).
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Start...
Exam room 3, 6:21
Dale had just shot a warning gun shot for them to start vacating the hospital, it had broken the window in the Exam room.
Everyone was tied with rope to some chairs their captor had brought, they where facing each other.
Edson was looking out the broken window, as the whole hospital emptied.
They where staring at each other, and then at Dale, somehow trying to figure out what went wrong.
''Why are you doing this, do you even realize that you killed 2 people huh?'' Said Carter, trying to get him to reconsider his actions.
''Yes i did.'' He answered, calmly, not taking his eyes of the window.
''But it was your fault they died...'' He continued, Carter's face dropped.
''What do you mean, i wasn't the one who pulled the trigger nor the guy who ripped some poor guys neck and stomach!!'' He yelled in a defensive tone.
''No, but it's your fault i came to do it!!'' He finished, his gun waving around, not leaving his hand.
They all stood quiet. Dale then aproached Benton.
''You are back...'' He chuckled at the perfect timing. ''Just in time, since part of this is your fault, and yours too'' He looked at everyone in the room.
''Edson you are a surgeon use your head...you don't wanna do this'' Yelled Susan, moving uncomfortably in her chair.
''How the hell do you know what i wanna do, how does anyone here know what i wan't or not do huh?'' Yelled Dale, like a kid who's candy was taken away.
They al stared to one another, knowing that there was no changing his mind...for now at least.
Cook County General Hospital, Ambulance Bay, 9:56 p.m.
The remaining staff of the ER managed to pull their patients out, and now the patients and doctors of other wards where on their way out.
Mark, Elizabeth, Carol, Romano and Kerry where mostly in charge of running the vaccancy of the hospital [1], and what now seemed the hostage situation next to a few detectives.
The leading hostage detective aproached the four.
''Hi, i'm detective Applegate and i need to ask you some questions...'' He said, in a serious tone.
''Yes sure'' Answered Lizzie, for everyone.
The detective took out a notepad and a pen, ready to write any notes and clues that might get the victims their freedom back.
''Okay, does anyone of you know who the captor is?'' He asked.
They all nodded and looked down. Robert spoked up.
''Yes he's one of our surgeons, Dale Edson.'' He responded.
''Well doesn't that make me feel safe...'' He murmured, as he scribbled in his pad.
''Is he usually violent?'' He asked, as he finished with some notes.
''No, he has never been violent, he is an ass though...he's alway.....'' Romano was interrupted by Mark.
''There was that time when he got into a fight with Carter, but that was a long time ago'' Interrupted Mark.
The detective scribbled some more.
''And last, for now, i'm gonna need the phone number of the ER.'' He finished.
''Yes of course'' Said Kerry, writing the number on a piece of paper and handing it to the detective, he started to walk away, but was stopped by a worried surgeon.
''Will you be able to get them out'' Asked Lizzie.
''Don't worry about it...we'll get them out'' He said reassuringly, as he walked away leaving 5 worried doctors behind.
Exam room 3, 11:36 p.m.
The room was dark only a few lights lit, both doors where closed, a worthless do since the entire hospital was empty, a figure stood against the wall.
''Why are you doing this?...'' Asked John, Calmly, trying to adjust the rope that kept hurting his wrists.
''Why he asks...damn it Carter, i've hated you since get go...you have always taken what's mine!!!'' He yelled, angrily, he raised his left hand wich contained a 8mm gun and left it on a crash cart nearby, he then pulled out a needle and starter filling it with an unknown fluid.
Everyone else looked at it with a shocked look on their faces...
''What are you gonna do huh? what do you plan on accomplishing with all this?...'' Asked Benton, trying to stall as he realized at whom that needle was aimed.
''I just want the respect i never got from everyone in this room...'' He said, as he started to walk around.
''Listen i dont know you very well, but i know youre not gonna get it by doing this'' Yelled back Luka, in a desperate/explaining tone.
He started to walk towards Carter, needle in hand ready to sting.
''Except yours...'' he stopped, and started to pull back Carter's right sleeve from behind the chair he was tied to as the others.
''I dont want your respect, i couldnt care less, i just wanna make you pay for stealing what was meant for me, and the best way to do that is by making you hit rock bottom.....again'' He chuckled, at what he was about to do.
Carter looked at his sleeve then the needle and finally to his ex colleague.
''Please dont do this, we can talk'' He said firmly.
He stopped for a minute to whisper something in his victim's ear...and then continued.
''Where's the fun in that'' He ended, as the needle went in and back out, now empty.
[1] I know, i know, i'm just gonna say, Mark miracously survived k, i think he needed to be there for this...
hi, finally where in the now time...how are you liking it...review about any comments....it's right about there (ala cartman)(i don't own cartman either).
l
l
l
l
v i like...u like?...u review...