Title- Questioning
Author- Katelyn
Disclaimer- ER belongs to NBC, and its creators etc.
"Are you John Truman Carter?" The detective asked as he sat down in a nearby stool.
"Yea," John said dryly.
"Dr, could we have some privacy?" The detective asked Abby.
"Sure," She said and gave John's hand a light squeeze.
"Mr. John Carter, can you tell me what you know about the events causing Kerry's condition?" the detective asked.
"Condition?" Carter asked totally unaware what'd happened. Then it hit him, the accident, Paul, Kerry, everything... He winced at the thought.
"We believe that this is yours," the detective said and pulled out a 9 inch butcher knife that was sealed in a plastic bag, there was crimson blood all over it, not just anyone's blood, but Kerry's blood.
"Paul... Sobriki" John managed to cough out.
"We found the weapon in your car sir," the detective clarified.
"Paul was there, he was trying to ... stab me, Kerry hit him but he stabbed her, she knocked him out, then dialed the ambulance, then I blacked out.." John said.
"Well, she's up in surgery, they don't' know if she'll make it." The detective said.
"Oh my God," John said and put his face in his hands.
"I'll leave you; we'll question the paramedics to see who called, to make sure your story matches up." The detective said and left the room.
A few minutes later Abby came back and realized Carter was a wreck.
"John, she's a fighter, she'll pull through it...." Abby said and took John's hand.
"What happened?" John asked.
"Well, she came in with extensive liver damage, and some internal bleeding, they took her up to surgery..." Abby explained.
"Who's doing the operation?" John asked.
"Dr. Benton..." Abby said.
"Ok, that's good..." John said and closed his eyes.
"John, we do need to suture up your cuts, and well you're very lucky..." Abby said.
"How's the car?" John asked.
"Totaled," the police officer said as he reentered the room.
"The paramedics said that Dr. Weaver called it in, we're going to need to get some fingerprints..."The officer said and took out an ink pad and a criminal document. "We're also going to need to take you down to the station for more questioning."
"Ok, we need to get him sutured up, get your fingerprints, then go wait in the lounge... He'll be out as soon as we're finished with him..." Abby said and watched the officer ink up Carter's fingers and blot them onto the paper.
"Are you John Truman Carter?" The detective asked as he sat down in a nearby stool.
"Yea," John said dryly.
"Dr, could we have some privacy?" The detective asked Abby.
"Sure," She said and gave John's hand a light squeeze.
"Mr. John Carter, can you tell me what you know about the events causing Kerry's condition?" the detective asked.
"Condition?" Carter asked totally unaware what'd happened. Then it hit him, the accident, Paul, Kerry, everything... He winced at the thought.
"We believe that this is yours," the detective said and pulled out a 9 inch butcher knife that was sealed in a plastic bag, there was crimson blood all over it, not just anyone's blood, but Kerry's blood.
"Paul... Sobriki" John managed to cough out.
"We found the weapon in your car sir," the detective clarified.
"Paul was there, he was trying to ... stab me, Kerry hit him but he stabbed her, she knocked him out, then dialed the ambulance, then I blacked out.." John said.
"Well, she's up in surgery, they don't' know if she'll make it." The detective said.
"Oh my God," John said and put his face in his hands.
"I'll leave you; we'll question the paramedics to see who called, to make sure your story matches up." The detective said and left the room.
A few minutes later Abby came back and realized Carter was a wreck.
"John, she's a fighter, she'll pull through it...." Abby said and took John's hand.
"What happened?" John asked.
"Well, she came in with extensive liver damage, and some internal bleeding, they took her up to surgery..." Abby explained.
"Who's doing the operation?" John asked.
"Dr. Benton..." Abby said.
"Ok, that's good..." John said and closed his eyes.
"John, we do need to suture up your cuts, and well you're very lucky..." Abby said.
"How's the car?" John asked.
"Totaled," the police officer said as he reentered the room.
"The paramedics said that Dr. Weaver called it in, we're going to need to get some fingerprints..."The officer said and took out an ink pad and a criminal document. "We're also going to need to take you down to the station for more questioning."
"Ok, we need to get him sutured up, get your fingerprints, then go wait in the lounge... He'll be out as soon as we're finished with him..." Abby said and watched the officer ink up Carter's fingers and blot them onto the paper.