Bad Karma

Carby. Something happens to Abby. Will Carter get to her in time? Will he be able to save her? Read on to find out!

A.N.: I'm not the original author of this story. The original author is carby luva 313. She's decided she doesn't have enough time to write, so she's giving me the honour of finishing it for her. I hope I can do as good a job!

Disclaimer: I do not own ER. It belongs to Michael Crichton and the other members of the production team.

Chapter 8: Trace

Carter had woken up for the second time and had taken to pacing around the ER. He was worried about Abby. While he slept, a thought had come to him. What if Abby was hurt? They hadn't heard from Jack in quite a while. What if Carter had made the fatal mistake of forcing Alicia Conner to talk to a social worker? This wasn't going to end well...

Jack Conner's Place

"Hold on, before we go I'm gonna call County and let the trace the call to this place. We'll let the little princess here die slowly..." The cold voice of Jack Conner whispered from the other room. Abby was calm now. She wanted to die. After all, Carter could never possibly want her after this. It was all her fault, she'd insisted on talking to Alicia.

In the other room, Jack Conner picked up the phone and dialed the now familiar digits to the Cook County General emergency room.

Ring Ring

"Hello?" Asked the voice of detective Sikowski.

"Dr.Carter?" Asked Jack Conner.

"Y-yes..." He replied, feighning worry so he could figure out how to best respond to the situation.

"I've got your girlfriend here, and she's doing alright... for now. I'll leave the phone here, on the line so you can trace it and find her. I'm leaving, going to get my wife, yes I know where she is, I have my sources. Goodbye and good luck." Jack Conner finished saying. The next sound that could be heard was the click of the phone. After that, there was talking in the background.

Jack Conner's Place;

"Well princess, I've called your precious hell-hole, they'll be here to get you soon." Jack sneered. Next he did something Abby couldn't believe. He pulled out a gun. He took aim at her Heart...

"Hey, Jack-" Kenny came into the room and spoke. With that he startled him and Jack missed Abby's heart, instead the bullet grazed her upper arm. She curled up with fear, and to the two men it looked like she had been hit.

"Let's go before the cops get here!" Jack yelled and the two men bolted out the door.

Back in the ER;

"We've got a trace!" Yelled detective Bernard.

"Good, cause I just heard a gunshot, a yell, and a door slam!" Replied Sikowski.

Just then, Carter rounded the corner and was snapped out of his stupor by the last remark.

"What?!?!" He yelled frantically. Detective Sikowski tried to silence him.

"Shht all of you! Bernard, call the station, tell them to send a couple of units to the trace location and dispatch an ambulance! Abby, if you can hear me, try to get to the phone if you can!" He yelled.

"Oh my God..." Carter said and blacked out for a second. This couldn't be happening. A quiet voice could be heard coming from the phone, which was now on speaker.

Conner's Place

"I'm here, I'm okay just please, get me out!" Abby was trying her hardest to yell.

"Don't worry, hun, help is on the way! Just keep talking to me, Abby!" She heard Carter say back.

"I can't, I'm fine just exhausted. I can't keep up yelling much longer... Please, John, just keep talking to me and I'll be fine. I'll see you soon." Was all she could get out.

Abby heard Carter yelling words of reassurance to her, but they sounded fuzzy and distant. She looked at her arm. The bullet had only grazed it, a couple of stitches would fix it, but somehow she wished Jack hadn't missed. What seemed like hours later she heard sirens just outside.

"John, the police are here, I'll see you soon." She said in barely more than a whisper.

Just then, the police and EMT's burst in through the door.

"Alright, you take care of Miss Lockhart, we'll look around for evidence. Miss Lockhart, we'll need to question you later, alright?" The head detective, Anthony Skinner, addressed her.

"Alright..." She moaned.

The EMT's were asking her questions at a million miles per hour. They were busy checking her over. Once they were satisfied that she was safe to transport, they wheeled her into the ambulance.

"Don't worry, Miss Lockhart, you'll be safe at the hospital in a few minutes. What's our ETA?" Yelled Dobson, one of the paramedics.

"Five minutes Mercy." Responded the driver.

"No, please, take me to County. My boyfriend, he..." Was all she managed to say before she blacked out.

"County it is. ETA?" Asked Dobson.

"Twelve minutes, will she make it?" Replied the driver.

"Nothing life-threatening as far as I can tell." She replied.

Abby was glad to hear it. She was awake, but much to tired to respond. She would be safe, in John's arms soon...

A.N.: How was that? Short, I know, but like I said, Bio homework ties me down. Cliff hanger enough for you? I know you hate it but I promise I'll post more soon! Tell me if I'm up to snuff by reviewing! Love my readers! Julia