Title- Nightmares and Repercussions
Author- Katelyn
Disclaimer- ER belongs to NBC and it's creators and well anybody else who... creates/produces/airs it....
"I can help you if you let me," John said warmly as he reached out to the young girl. Her hair covered her face so he could not see it. "Let me help you," he said as he advanced towards the girl.
"I'm okay now," the voice said suddenly turning into a man's voice. The figure pulled away slowly changing form into a man. He slowly pulled out some sort of object. The light hit it and the silvery glint informed John that it was a knife.
He then remembered the voice. He'd recognize that voice anywhere... Paul Sobriki...
Kerry stood outside the lounge, it was about nine at night, and she was just getting ready to go home from a double shift. She figured John would be doing chart reviews or watching TV. But she found the lounge awkwardly quiet.
"John?" She asked quietly.
No answer, just more mumbling. She listened closely from her position in the doorway. The voice was John's, and it was more of a cry than a mumble. He sounded distressed so Kerry walked over to his form, slumped onto the couch.
"John. It's ok," she called out in a soothing voice, as she flicked on the light. John did not stir, his form still trembling. His face was damp with beads of p[perspiration, and his breathing was heavy. He had small tears forming in the corners of his eyes. He seemed to be whimpering about someone. Kerry wasn't sure how to go about this but she knew she needed to help John. He was always there for her when she awoke with nightmares, and any other times she needed a confident.
"John sweet heart, wake up," she said soothingly.
"John's eyelids fluttered and slowly opened showing his chocolate brown eyes.
"Kerry?" he said in a startled voice. He sniffed a bit and wiped the sweat off of his face and then ran a hand through his damp hair. "What are you doing here?: he asked in a gruff voice.
"I just got off work and I could hear you outside the lounge... you sounded like you were in trouble," Kerry said.
"I'm fine," john said hesitantly.
"John, I know you, just as well as you know me..." Kerry stated.
"Kerry, you don't know me!" John yelled and stormed out of the lounge, angered by her ignorance.
"How can she say she knows me, she herself kicked me out of her house and pushed me away, and how can she know me?" Carter fumed as he started his jeep. He sped off down the road until his thoughts became a blur. He looked back up at the road, and swerved just in time to miss what appeared to be a man in the street. His car had hit a tree and his world faded to black.
Kerry sighted heavily. She knew John needed her so she decided to follow him. She was really worried about him; his behavior was starting to scare her.
She sped down the road and found John's car beginning to ignite. She also found the man. He was over by the car with something in his hand. He was approaching the driver's seat.
"What are you doing?" Kerry yelled as a bolt of thunder crackled and it began to rain.
"He tried to hit me!" the man yelled angrily.
"Well just go, he obviously didn't," Kerry yelled over the rain.
The man raised the object into the air as a bolt of lightning struck. It lit up the sky and a glint from the knife caught Kerry's attention. She then realized that the man was none other than Paul Sobriki.
Kerry attempted to make an advance on Paul and raised her crutch. She tried to hit him, but missed. She moaned when she felt contact with the silver butcher's knife. She using what energy she had managed to hit Paul with her crutch and knock him unconscious. She being smart enough to know to not remove the knife pulled herself up using the side of the car. She saw what looked to be a cell phone in John's pocket so she took it and called county, a few seconds later, she was unconscious. She didn't' realize that Paul had begun to wake up.
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Disclaimer- ER belongs to NBC and it's creators and well anybody else who... creates/produces/airs it....
"I can help you if you let me," John said warmly as he reached out to the young girl. Her hair covered her face so he could not see it. "Let me help you," he said as he advanced towards the girl.
"I'm okay now," the voice said suddenly turning into a man's voice. The figure pulled away slowly changing form into a man. He slowly pulled out some sort of object. The light hit it and the silvery glint informed John that it was a knife.
He then remembered the voice. He'd recognize that voice anywhere... Paul Sobriki...
Kerry stood outside the lounge, it was about nine at night, and she was just getting ready to go home from a double shift. She figured John would be doing chart reviews or watching TV. But she found the lounge awkwardly quiet.
"John?" She asked quietly.
No answer, just more mumbling. She listened closely from her position in the doorway. The voice was John's, and it was more of a cry than a mumble. He sounded distressed so Kerry walked over to his form, slumped onto the couch.
"John. It's ok," she called out in a soothing voice, as she flicked on the light. John did not stir, his form still trembling. His face was damp with beads of p[perspiration, and his breathing was heavy. He had small tears forming in the corners of his eyes. He seemed to be whimpering about someone. Kerry wasn't sure how to go about this but she knew she needed to help John. He was always there for her when she awoke with nightmares, and any other times she needed a confident.
"John sweet heart, wake up," she said soothingly.
"John's eyelids fluttered and slowly opened showing his chocolate brown eyes.
"Kerry?" he said in a startled voice. He sniffed a bit and wiped the sweat off of his face and then ran a hand through his damp hair. "What are you doing here?: he asked in a gruff voice.
"I just got off work and I could hear you outside the lounge... you sounded like you were in trouble," Kerry said.
"I'm fine," john said hesitantly.
"John, I know you, just as well as you know me..." Kerry stated.
"Kerry, you don't know me!" John yelled and stormed out of the lounge, angered by her ignorance.
"How can she say she knows me, she herself kicked me out of her house and pushed me away, and how can she know me?" Carter fumed as he started his jeep. He sped off down the road until his thoughts became a blur. He looked back up at the road, and swerved just in time to miss what appeared to be a man in the street. His car had hit a tree and his world faded to black.
Kerry sighted heavily. She knew John needed her so she decided to follow him. She was really worried about him; his behavior was starting to scare her.
She sped down the road and found John's car beginning to ignite. She also found the man. He was over by the car with something in his hand. He was approaching the driver's seat.
"What are you doing?" Kerry yelled as a bolt of thunder crackled and it began to rain.
"He tried to hit me!" the man yelled angrily.
"Well just go, he obviously didn't," Kerry yelled over the rain.
The man raised the object into the air as a bolt of lightning struck. It lit up the sky and a glint from the knife caught Kerry's attention. She then realized that the man was none other than Paul Sobriki.
Kerry attempted to make an advance on Paul and raised her crutch. She tried to hit him, but missed. She moaned when she felt contact with the silver butcher's knife. She using what energy she had managed to hit Paul with her crutch and knock him unconscious. She being smart enough to know to not remove the knife pulled herself up using the side of the car. She saw what looked to be a cell phone in John's pocket so she took it and called county, a few seconds later, she was unconscious. She didn't' realize that Paul had begun to wake up.
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