Abby got home that night tired and crabby as hell. By the end of the day, every one knew that Carter and her had gotten drunk and slept together. The thing was, most likely no one would bother Carter about it, no one would even talk to him about it, because he was still so vulnerable now that Kem and the baby were gone.
"I am so stupid," Abby muttered to herself. She had to work with him tomorrow, she didn't even know if she could look him in the eye. Abby stripped off her clothes and umped into the shower. Every problem she had always seemed to leave when she was in the shower.
The day had been easy, maybe even enjoyable if people hadn't been smirking and laughing when ever she turned her back. Abby had picked up bits of conversation, no one was surprised, they all thought Abby and Carter were bound to get back together any ways. But they were all surprised by the way it happened and that it happened so fast after Kem left.
No this was supposed to be relaxing. her shower was supposed to make her calm, not tense and unsure. She cut her shower short, just threw on a long shirt and fell into bed, to tired to do anything else.
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"Morning Frank." Abby said as she walked into the admit area. She had gotten a good night's sleep and was ready to take on everyone's teasing the next day. Abby headed for the lounge, she wanted to put away her stuff before starting the day.
"I wouldn't go in there." Frank called after her but she ignored him. She pushed open the door to the lounge, Susan was sitting on the couch and Carter was standing over the coffee maker. He look sober for the first time in a while. Abby stopped, she couldn't be in there with him. But she needed to put her stuff away, she veered right, heading straight for her locker, praying the Carter wouldn't say anything.
"Morning Abby," it was only Susan.
"Morning." Abby said quickly, but Carter left the room before she finished, "Oh thank god.
Susan laughed, as Abby sank down onto the floor infront of her locker, resting the back of her head against it.
"You will be fine today. He plans on avoiding you, and you him, you wont even have to look at each other.
"If I am lucky."
Abby left the lounge, heading towards the admit desk, everyone there was smirking at her still. God she hated this, but she was just going to ignore it.
"Hey Abby," Frank called behind her.
"What Frank," she said, pissed, knowing he was going to throw some sort of joke her way.
"There's an MVA coming in."
"Oh," Abby's expression lightened, "Thanks Frank."
"29 year old, white female, MVA, car crashed into a light post, possible suicide."
"Did she take anything?"
"Not that we could see, but witnesses say she was driving crazy, so she was probably on something.
"Okay. Is trauma two cleared?
"Yeah.
Abby wheeled the gurney in to the trauma room.
"Okay on my count. 1, 2, and 3.
Abby walked around the side of the patient checking out her head.
"Oh god, her head is completely bashed in, and there is gray matter."
"Should we call....." Haleh started to say.
"There's nothing we can do, except she might be a candidate for organ transplants."
Abby took off her gloves and left the room. That had been awful. She hated seeing things like that, well not so much the bleeding, but when they could do nothing to even help the patient. There was nothing they could do for her.
"She died?" Abby jumped. Partly because it scared her, and partly because she knew the voice. It was Carter.
"Yeah." Abby's answer was fast. She wanted to get away.
"Sorry.
"There was nothing we could do.
"I know...."
Things were silent for a second, Abby hated uncomfortable silences, she grabbed another patient chart and quickly left. She walked into the exam room. Breathing a sigh of relief, God that had been torture.
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Four weeks later, things were still no better. In fact, things had gotten worse. Now not only were there uncomfortable silences, Abby and Carter were fighting, and over the smallest things, yesterday they had gotten in a fighting match about how to treat a person with burns on their legs. They had been screaming at one another, until the patient tapped Abby on the shoulder and said that they wanted a new doctor.
Abby was really pissed at Carter for that. He had lost her a patient, not that she wasn't busy, but she felt like he did that on purpose. Things had been really uncomfortable for them in the past, but nothing like this. Neither wanted to be near the other.
Carter was not pissed, just really wary of Abby. She had been having mood swings and making careless errors. When Carter tried to point that out to her, she blew up at him.
Abby was so tired, she was tired of everything and every one. She just needed to blow off some steam, unfortunately, she had been doing it at all her friends.
Abby sat down on a gurney in exam room one. She was tired, all she wanted to do was sleep. Her patient had just been wheeled up for an x-ray and she sat on his bed. Not wanting to get up or move. Abby laid back on the gurney, just appreciating the silence around her. She turned over on the bed, just laying there and she placed her hand over her eyes. She knew she couldn't stay there long, she just needed a second.... a few seconds.
"Abby. Abby wake up.
"Huh?" Abby opened her eyes, she didn't realize she had fallen asleep. Chen was standing over her.
"Abby, multiple GSW coming in. We need more help.
Abby got up, so tired. All she wanted to do was go back to sleep. Her body felt tired, her mind felt tired, she felt sick and uncomfortable.
Abby walked into the trauma room. People were all around her, moving around, doing things, but she couldn't see straight, she rubbed her eyes, it didn't help, she walked over to the side of the gurney, where Chen was intubating a patient. Abby could hardly see, she could hardly think, everything was busy and swirling, then everything was dark. Abby fell to the ground, she fainted.
"I am so stupid," Abby muttered to herself. She had to work with him tomorrow, she didn't even know if she could look him in the eye. Abby stripped off her clothes and umped into the shower. Every problem she had always seemed to leave when she was in the shower.
The day had been easy, maybe even enjoyable if people hadn't been smirking and laughing when ever she turned her back. Abby had picked up bits of conversation, no one was surprised, they all thought Abby and Carter were bound to get back together any ways. But they were all surprised by the way it happened and that it happened so fast after Kem left.
No this was supposed to be relaxing. her shower was supposed to make her calm, not tense and unsure. She cut her shower short, just threw on a long shirt and fell into bed, to tired to do anything else.
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"Morning Frank." Abby said as she walked into the admit area. She had gotten a good night's sleep and was ready to take on everyone's teasing the next day. Abby headed for the lounge, she wanted to put away her stuff before starting the day.
"I wouldn't go in there." Frank called after her but she ignored him. She pushed open the door to the lounge, Susan was sitting on the couch and Carter was standing over the coffee maker. He look sober for the first time in a while. Abby stopped, she couldn't be in there with him. But she needed to put her stuff away, she veered right, heading straight for her locker, praying the Carter wouldn't say anything.
"Morning Abby," it was only Susan.
"Morning." Abby said quickly, but Carter left the room before she finished, "Oh thank god.
Susan laughed, as Abby sank down onto the floor infront of her locker, resting the back of her head against it.
"You will be fine today. He plans on avoiding you, and you him, you wont even have to look at each other.
"If I am lucky."
Abby left the lounge, heading towards the admit desk, everyone there was smirking at her still. God she hated this, but she was just going to ignore it.
"Hey Abby," Frank called behind her.
"What Frank," she said, pissed, knowing he was going to throw some sort of joke her way.
"There's an MVA coming in."
"Oh," Abby's expression lightened, "Thanks Frank."
"29 year old, white female, MVA, car crashed into a light post, possible suicide."
"Did she take anything?"
"Not that we could see, but witnesses say she was driving crazy, so she was probably on something.
"Okay. Is trauma two cleared?
"Yeah.
Abby wheeled the gurney in to the trauma room.
"Okay on my count. 1, 2, and 3.
Abby walked around the side of the patient checking out her head.
"Oh god, her head is completely bashed in, and there is gray matter."
"Should we call....." Haleh started to say.
"There's nothing we can do, except she might be a candidate for organ transplants."
Abby took off her gloves and left the room. That had been awful. She hated seeing things like that, well not so much the bleeding, but when they could do nothing to even help the patient. There was nothing they could do for her.
"She died?" Abby jumped. Partly because it scared her, and partly because she knew the voice. It was Carter.
"Yeah." Abby's answer was fast. She wanted to get away.
"Sorry.
"There was nothing we could do.
"I know...."
Things were silent for a second, Abby hated uncomfortable silences, she grabbed another patient chart and quickly left. She walked into the exam room. Breathing a sigh of relief, God that had been torture.
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Four weeks later, things were still no better. In fact, things had gotten worse. Now not only were there uncomfortable silences, Abby and Carter were fighting, and over the smallest things, yesterday they had gotten in a fighting match about how to treat a person with burns on their legs. They had been screaming at one another, until the patient tapped Abby on the shoulder and said that they wanted a new doctor.
Abby was really pissed at Carter for that. He had lost her a patient, not that she wasn't busy, but she felt like he did that on purpose. Things had been really uncomfortable for them in the past, but nothing like this. Neither wanted to be near the other.
Carter was not pissed, just really wary of Abby. She had been having mood swings and making careless errors. When Carter tried to point that out to her, she blew up at him.
Abby was so tired, she was tired of everything and every one. She just needed to blow off some steam, unfortunately, she had been doing it at all her friends.
Abby sat down on a gurney in exam room one. She was tired, all she wanted to do was sleep. Her patient had just been wheeled up for an x-ray and she sat on his bed. Not wanting to get up or move. Abby laid back on the gurney, just appreciating the silence around her. She turned over on the bed, just laying there and she placed her hand over her eyes. She knew she couldn't stay there long, she just needed a second.... a few seconds.
"Abby. Abby wake up.
"Huh?" Abby opened her eyes, she didn't realize she had fallen asleep. Chen was standing over her.
"Abby, multiple GSW coming in. We need more help.
Abby got up, so tired. All she wanted to do was go back to sleep. Her body felt tired, her mind felt tired, she felt sick and uncomfortable.
Abby walked into the trauma room. People were all around her, moving around, doing things, but she couldn't see straight, she rubbed her eyes, it didn't help, she walked over to the side of the gurney, where Chen was intubating a patient. Abby could hardly see, she could hardly think, everything was busy and swirling, then everything was dark. Abby fell to the ground, she fainted.