This is just a little chapter to keep you all happy, the next one is longer. I'm sorry these past few chapters have taken longer than usual- school is getting back to hard work once more and I'm finding it tough to find the time to write, hopefully the next chapter won't be too long but this weekends going to be filled by revision most probably- so don't hold your breath. Anyway- new ER tonight, and please please all review, I love hearing from you guys and getting feedback is such a positive thing, it's great to have your input into the story.

Oh and last point, MaggieMay, I've had enough, sorry but I have. I have no idea why you are reading still. This is chapter 27, meaning you've spent a significant amount of time reading this story and have posted a total of 27 reviews, more than most people who enjoy the story post! Your reviews are not helped. I appreciate constructive criticism, I really do, but you're not helping me- your reviews are just irritating, you are not an author and so I don't believe you have the right to be abusive about other peoples stories, just because they aren't your cup of tea. You think you can do better than every other writer on the site? Then do so. You don't like my story, don't read it.

Chapter 27: Monday Morning Blues


I can't believe it's Monday already. Luka smiled at Susan's childlike grin as they approached the hospital in the viper. Y'know I love this car, it's so... fast.

You nervous? She nodded mainly.

Is it that obvious? He smiled, placing a hand over hers.

Calm down, this is what you've spent your whole life doing. She smiled taking his hand and smiling quietly to herself.

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The days passed slowly and each one was filled, at first, with bitter memories. Memories of pain and hatred and thoughts of despair and anguish. However as the days rolled by, turning into weeks and finally into a month, my pain began to ease. I still couldn't ever be alone, and I didn't like to spend much time at my apartment anymore but I'd practically moved into Luka's anyway. Still the days passed quickly and before long thought's of Dix began to haunt me less and less and I'd even started back at work.

Work was hard at first, male patients I found especially hard to treat. Kerry made sure there was always another doctor working with me for the first week or two, normally Luka, but eventually I regained my confidence and I began practised medicine alone once again. Somehow though it was different. My job, in a funny way, had it's spark back. Don't get me wrong, I've always loved being a doctor but recently it had become tedious, patients came and went and I never felt especially attached to any of them- not like I had used to feel. But now, suddenly, I liked treating every patient I saw, saving lives and making lives better had become amazing again.

Mine and Luka's relationship became stronger and eventually we became normal again, he was overprotective still but I had the feeling Luka was over every woman, he certainly had been with Abby. And I was glad of having him there to protect me, I was never worried or scared when I was with Luka, I was just happy. There were no mixed feelings, no complication- I loved him, plain and simple. My life was back on track and I was starting to enjoy it once again.

The only thing that wasn't back on track was my friendship with Abby. I couldn't quite put my finger on what was wrong but Abby seemed distant these days. Her and Carter had broken up once again not long after my attack and a part of me wondered if she thought I was to blame, after all me and Carter did spend a lot of time together after it. But she understood me and carter were friends, that we'd had a past that her and Luka were never part of, at least I thought she understood that.

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Dr Lewis, incoming trauma. A man of about 34, MVA. Susan nodded, pulling on a pair of gloves and heading to the ambulance bay. Haleh raised her arm and Susan rushed over, getting the bullet before looking down at the victim.

Her world stopped, the colours around her faded to grey and she could hear no noise, she turned, seeing Luka, standing at the admit. desk, laughing with Frank. She turned again to face the man in front of her. He looked weak. His eyes were closed, his face was bruised. He looked pathetic. He body was limp and battered. He looked almost dead.

Everything she had achieved over the past weeks disappeared, fading into obscurity. She felt herself shake at the memory of how his face used to be, he was a shadow of his former self, just like her. He was on the edge of dying but she didn't want to save him. Why should he be saved? What had he ever done right.

People around her were shouting commands but she had the attention of Luka now. He was walking over, she could tell he was. Still the nurses were shouting at her trying to bring her from her deep slumber, trying to break the wall of thoughts that fenced her in. She was numb, unable to move or respond.

Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder and she watched as Luka peered over her, staring at the man on the gurney in front of her. She felt his hand tense around her shoulder and she stepped back, pushing Luka away also. She looked up at him, seeing the glaring expression on his face. Still she was numb, unable to speak to even him. She could see his mouth moving, yet she was unsure if words were coming out. Eventually she heard them, almost in slow motion, almost deeper than before.

Call the police, now.

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