Thanks to all those of you that have reviewed.
I'm getting quite in to this and have written a draft for the next few chapters already.
Thanks to Miss Dynamite for the words of encouragement. I would love to give you what you want and hey who am I kidding I am a Carby! This chapter is short and sweet but Chapter 4 will be a big one...
A little while later that day...
"Ok he's stable now let's get him up to the OR" Susan said as she removed her trauma gown and gloves. "Neela you come with me and see the ankle fracture in Curtain 3. Abby, do you mind taking this one up with Pratt?"
"Sure no problem"
"Looks like new Mum here is having a busy first week back" Pratt joked as he pushed the gurney towards the elevator.
"You're not kidding; sleep deprivation, kids screaming at you, its home from home." Susan replied with a grin.
"Abby call for you on line one". Chuney said
Abby looked at Susan.
"Ok Abby you take the call, Neela you're with Pratt and I'll take the grumpy fractured ankle guy by myself."
Abby took the phone from Chuny.
"Hello?
"Mom"
"what?"
"Oh my god, is he conscious?"
"Ok, Ok I'm on my way"
Susan looked up from her chart as Abby hangs up.
"Everything OK?"
"It's Eric, I have to go" she said starting for the door. "Can you tell Weaver she yelled as she raced down the corridor "I'll call you later" she shouted, leaving Susan staring after her.
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Later that day
"I hear you had a run in with Morris earlier" Luka said as he poured him self a coffee in the lounge. He glanced over at Carter who was lying on the sofa with his arm covering his eyes.
"Want some?" he gestured to the coffee jug in his hand
"No thanks" he said stretching and sitting up.
"What time you off?"
"Not till six", he said rubbing his eyes. "Hey have you seen Abby?
"No I think she left"
Luka caught the look in Carters eye "Everything ok?"
"We had a fight, well…" he sighed "doesn't matter" he said rubbing his palms together.
"It's a fight she'll get over it" Luka said as he sat down.
Carter raised his eyebrows and sighed. He wasn't so sure.
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The next day.
Jerry grabbed the phone. "ER"
"Hey Jerry it's Abby. Susan there?"
Jerry glanced round the admit desk. "No, she must be in trauma 2"
"How about Weaver?"Err no it's just me and Carter.
Carter looked up from the computer at the mention of his name and Jerry handed him the phone.
"Hello?"
Abby grimaced she really didn't want to talk to him.
"Hey, look can you tell Weaver I'm not going to be in for the rest of the week".
"Is everything alright?" Carter asked confused
Abby sighed silently she really didn't want to discuss it, especially with him.
"It's Eric, He's critical but stable, tell Susan I'll call her later" and with that she hung up.