AN: OKAY, I CHANGED THE END OF THIS CHAPTER AND CHANGED IT TO AN AU CARBY,
YOU'LL SEE WHY I HAD TO CHANGE IT IN UPCOMING CHAPTERS. I ACTUALLY SUGGEST
THAT YOU REREAD ALL THE CHAPTERS BECAUSE I HAD TO CHANGE A COUPLE OF THINGS
IN ALL OF THEM. YOU HAVE TO REREAD ALL THE CHAPTERS BEFORE YOU CAN READ THE
NEW ONES.
Spoilers: none, this doesn't really take place in a certain time of the ER. It's more like I'm using the characters. Romano never died, Carter never went to the Congo, but Sam and Luka are together.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, yada, yada, yada.... If I did do you really think I would be writing these story lines and posting them. Hello! No way. I would be producing the show and making sure that the right people ended up with the right people...
I watch them from my bed in the hall. They look so happy. The ER is over- crowded; from the complaints I hear from the doctors this isn't unusual. He was my doctor. Dr. Carter. I like him. He's nice. He was very good, always staying long enough to make sure I was okay, but he left me time alone. I'm glad that he gave me time to think. He said that his next shift is Friday. That's two days away. I'll still be here then. I've been here for a couple of days. I was originally supposed to be sent to the PICU for monitoring but they had too many patients and I was pushed out. I guess that's what the rest of my life will be from now on. I'll be pushed around, from person to person, from family to family.
I came into this hospital unconscious and on a backboard. My family and I were on our way home from the movies. My mom and dad were in the front seat talking about the show and my brother and I were in the back seat. My brother, Matt, was only 2. He was sitting in one of those car seat things and complaining the whole time. When it happened my mother was turned around and trying and comfort Matty.
It was so sudden. From nowhere this truck came around a corner and hit the car on the driver's side. The front wheels crushed Matt instantly and pinned my dad. I don't remember much. If my mom hadn't have been turned around then she would still be alive. But none of them made it. I'm the only one left. I was the lucky one: the one with the seat belt in the far corner of the car. I made it.
The people who work in this hospital are interesting. It seems as though they can do anything. They are all smart and they all seem to have their lives together. For the past three days I have had the chance to people watch. It is one of my favorite things to do. At school once, I started to circulate a column with all the gossip. That's what I want to do when I grow up. I want to write about people. People have always fascinated me. My mother used to say that as long as I got my degree from Columbia I could do anything I wanted to do.
My doctor, Dr. Carter is here a lot. I don't think that there is any other doctor here more than him. When I asked him about it he said that if I could keep a secret then he would tell me. I launched into my story about why I probably couldn't keep a secret and he laughed and told me that if I wanted to be a gossip columnist then I should learn when to keep quiet and just listen.
He explained to me that he was working a lot of doubles so that he could take his girlfriend away for four days. Then he told me that I didn't have to keep it a secret for much longer because those four days were next week, right when I was scheduled to be released.
Before I could ask any questions a nurse popped her head into the room.
"Dr. Carter, I need orders for Willie."
"Oh my god!" I responded. Both the nurse and Dr. Carter looked at me. The nurse, who I would later learn is Abby, rushed over to my side. It was almost comical. They both started checking my vitals and taking notes. When I started laughing they both stopped and looked at me.
"Molly, what's wrong?" He asked me.
"Nothing." I said. "I just realized that this is your girlfriend." It was like I set off a bomb or something. They both just started at me. The room stood still for a moment. Then they looked at each other and a three stooges routine started.
First my chart fell to the floor. They Abby slipped on it. Carter reached over to adjust the blinds, only to fall over her. I started laughing so hard that my finger probe fell off and my heart monitor started going crazy. By the time they got off the floor everything was back to normal. Dr. Carter only had one question.
"How did you...How...Huh? How did you know it was Abby?"
I just rolled my eyes. Maybe no one else at this hospital knew about them, but I am good at my job. I just laughed and told them that I wouldn't tell anyone, but that they should try and not always share patients. I must say though, black mail works well at this hospital.
Ever since that little moment the three of us shared, they have become my personal nurse and doctor. It's not to say that they don't gain anything from our relationship. I get good food and people to talk to when ever I need it. And Abby and Dr. Carter finally have a place, and an excuse, to be together while at work.
I got the dish on them. Actually, it's quite a funny story. They just worked together and then they became best friends. Then she dated Luka for a couple of months, I'm glad they broke up. Abby and Dr. Carter are a great couple. And I like Luka and Sam. Sam's son, Alex, loves Luka and the three of them are perfect together. Now, those two do the exact opposite of trying to hide their relationship in public. It's cute, but a little over the top sometimes. This next week is going to be very interesting.
Spoilers: none, this doesn't really take place in a certain time of the ER. It's more like I'm using the characters. Romano never died, Carter never went to the Congo, but Sam and Luka are together.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, yada, yada, yada.... If I did do you really think I would be writing these story lines and posting them. Hello! No way. I would be producing the show and making sure that the right people ended up with the right people...
I watch them from my bed in the hall. They look so happy. The ER is over- crowded; from the complaints I hear from the doctors this isn't unusual. He was my doctor. Dr. Carter. I like him. He's nice. He was very good, always staying long enough to make sure I was okay, but he left me time alone. I'm glad that he gave me time to think. He said that his next shift is Friday. That's two days away. I'll still be here then. I've been here for a couple of days. I was originally supposed to be sent to the PICU for monitoring but they had too many patients and I was pushed out. I guess that's what the rest of my life will be from now on. I'll be pushed around, from person to person, from family to family.
I came into this hospital unconscious and on a backboard. My family and I were on our way home from the movies. My mom and dad were in the front seat talking about the show and my brother and I were in the back seat. My brother, Matt, was only 2. He was sitting in one of those car seat things and complaining the whole time. When it happened my mother was turned around and trying and comfort Matty.
It was so sudden. From nowhere this truck came around a corner and hit the car on the driver's side. The front wheels crushed Matt instantly and pinned my dad. I don't remember much. If my mom hadn't have been turned around then she would still be alive. But none of them made it. I'm the only one left. I was the lucky one: the one with the seat belt in the far corner of the car. I made it.
The people who work in this hospital are interesting. It seems as though they can do anything. They are all smart and they all seem to have their lives together. For the past three days I have had the chance to people watch. It is one of my favorite things to do. At school once, I started to circulate a column with all the gossip. That's what I want to do when I grow up. I want to write about people. People have always fascinated me. My mother used to say that as long as I got my degree from Columbia I could do anything I wanted to do.
My doctor, Dr. Carter is here a lot. I don't think that there is any other doctor here more than him. When I asked him about it he said that if I could keep a secret then he would tell me. I launched into my story about why I probably couldn't keep a secret and he laughed and told me that if I wanted to be a gossip columnist then I should learn when to keep quiet and just listen.
He explained to me that he was working a lot of doubles so that he could take his girlfriend away for four days. Then he told me that I didn't have to keep it a secret for much longer because those four days were next week, right when I was scheduled to be released.
Before I could ask any questions a nurse popped her head into the room.
"Dr. Carter, I need orders for Willie."
"Oh my god!" I responded. Both the nurse and Dr. Carter looked at me. The nurse, who I would later learn is Abby, rushed over to my side. It was almost comical. They both started checking my vitals and taking notes. When I started laughing they both stopped and looked at me.
"Molly, what's wrong?" He asked me.
"Nothing." I said. "I just realized that this is your girlfriend." It was like I set off a bomb or something. They both just started at me. The room stood still for a moment. Then they looked at each other and a three stooges routine started.
First my chart fell to the floor. They Abby slipped on it. Carter reached over to adjust the blinds, only to fall over her. I started laughing so hard that my finger probe fell off and my heart monitor started going crazy. By the time they got off the floor everything was back to normal. Dr. Carter only had one question.
"How did you...How...Huh? How did you know it was Abby?"
I just rolled my eyes. Maybe no one else at this hospital knew about them, but I am good at my job. I just laughed and told them that I wouldn't tell anyone, but that they should try and not always share patients. I must say though, black mail works well at this hospital.
Ever since that little moment the three of us shared, they have become my personal nurse and doctor. It's not to say that they don't gain anything from our relationship. I get good food and people to talk to when ever I need it. And Abby and Dr. Carter finally have a place, and an excuse, to be together while at work.
I got the dish on them. Actually, it's quite a funny story. They just worked together and then they became best friends. Then she dated Luka for a couple of months, I'm glad they broke up. Abby and Dr. Carter are a great couple. And I like Luka and Sam. Sam's son, Alex, loves Luka and the three of them are perfect together. Now, those two do the exact opposite of trying to hide their relationship in public. It's cute, but a little over the top sometimes. This next week is going to be very interesting.
