Chapter Six

What the Hell just happened?

Note the other chapters that were written in this story were all by 3rd person P.O.V. I am now changing that and all the chapters will remain from 1'st person P.O.V.

Carter's...Point of view

So here I am. Just got off my coffee break to come inside the hospital and take a glimpse. Not only was it a glimpse; it was one from my past. A dreadful past nobody should have to face again. As I stood there with coffee spilt all over my shoes; I stare at him. All I see are those dark eyes. He looks back at me as he sits there in his gown it looks like he tries to whisper something to me. My head starts to shake. My palms get sweaty. I have got to get out of here. This is bringing on everything I have tried to recover from. Susan starts to walk over to me as she is trying to talk to me. I can't hear her. I can't move. I'm stuck.

"John?" Susan asks me. I just stand there. Then everything starts to get clearer.

"I've got to go Susan" I say to her. She stands there wondering what the hell just happened. I have no time to explain.

As I start to move my feet feel like they were glued down for a thousand years. I start to move past the admit desk with of course Susan right behind me.

"John! Wait, what is wrong" I hear her as she starts to put her hand on my shoulder. Now I am moving faster and just trying to get the hell out of here. I run out the E.R. doors and take off through the ambulance bay. Now I know there is no one following me here. I keep running. Faster then ever before.

Susan's...Point of view

Wow! I can't believe what just happened; I stand there thinking to myself. I start to see Abby moving toward me.

"Hey Susan my Patient in 1 needs to be set up for dialysis. What's the number up there?"

I hear Abby talking to me. I can't respond right now. The only response I'll give is why and the hell John Carter just ran out of here.

"Yeah Abby, It should be over by the admit desk, purple binder."

"Thanks. So how's your coffee?"

That's it right there. Maybe she might know what is wrong with John. I hesitate to ask, but I know I need to so I can get some answers.

"Abby, John just ran out of here and I don't know why."

"I... I don't know either; we were just talking to each other." We both stand there not knowing what to do. I keep wondering if it had something to do with my patient.

"Oh my god!" I hear myself say.

"What Susan?"

"My Patient, Paul Sobricki! I knew I heard that name around here before." Abby looks over to my patient and gasps.

"You know him too Abby?"

"Yeah I was there when he got stabbed. I was just.... Just talking to him on the roof before it happened." Well this is unbelievable. I can't believe I didn't know that. I should have known. Now it's my entire fault John ran out of here.

"Abby, I have got to go find him!" Abby just stand there looking at me in horror because she to has the memories from what happened. Anyone that was there would carry them on forever. We look back at Paul Sobricki who is staring at us in the eyes. He gets up moving toward us.

"My Sobricki, you need to sit down!" he halts past us as I start to scream for security.

"Stop him now!" But it's too late. He has already gone out the door. Abby and I stand there with our faces in Gape. This was not over between Paul and John...

Abby's... Point of view

Two hours have gone by and no one really can figure out why Paul Sobricki decided to walk in here today. As I stand by John's locker in the lounge it brings back memories of when he was stabbed.

The music is blaring when John and I walk into the ER. We had just got done talking up on the roof. He really helped me out and gave me some advice about how a life of a doctor is. He pretty much told me not to get close to a patient; which now I understand. I sat and watched that Old lady die in her sleep. It felt nice being comforted. Luka and Carol are sitting on the desk talking amongst themselves. We start to walk toward. As I start to thank John for talking with me he starts to move away.

"Hey, enjoy the party! I'm going to go check on a patient."

"Alright" I say as he starts to walk away with a smile. He always seemed pleased on checking on a patient. I stand next to Luka and Carol.

"Do the patients mind this?" I ask laughing.

"What?" they both say loudly.

"Never mind..." I start to dance a little while.

I've been dancing for a few minutes now and I have to admit... I'm not a good dancer, just a good party player! So I tell Carol and Luka I'll be right back as I head toward the restrooms. I bump into Kerry on the way as she has just come out of the lounge.

"Abby? Are you done with your rotation tonight?"

"Yes Dr. Weaver, I was just..."

"Then go home for crying out loud, most residents can't wait to leave this place when they are done." Dr. Weaver just eyeballs me for a minute as I try not to laugh but she has a poor act on getting along with people.

"TURN DOWN THAT DAMN MUSIC!" she screams.

"Ok well I'll see you Dr. Weaver". I turn around and head back toward the bathrooms. As I enter taking a deep breath I hear a sudden scream. I rush out to see Dr. Weaver running in one of the exam rooms. I walk fast to see what has happened. There I see Dr. John Carter lying on the floor in a pool of blood. Next to him; medical student Lucy Knight. I gasp and run back toward the lounge screaming for help. A few doctors hear my cry and rush over to help. I find myself still running as I make it through the doors. I start to gaze over at John's locker. My eyes start to water and drip down off my face onto the floor. The music off so is the party as the ER residents rush in to save to beloved colleagues. As I think to myself... all I can think is... I was just talking with him...

"Abby!" Susan yells.

"Yeah?" my voice cracks as I begin to respond.

"Double MVA waiting outside, 2 critical and 1 is slightly wounded. I'll need some extra hands. Susan looks at me as I look back at her. All I want to do is find Carter right now. I feel guilty as it is and I am going to find him.

"Susan... I got to find him, I'm sorry."

"Abby, if you leave that means I'm sort two staff members now! I can't afford that."

"Ask Kovac, I'll be back soon." I go to grab my coat out of the locker and rush out the lounge. Susan is following me now and trying to stop me. I do know that we are short staffed but I can't just sit back and let John Carter go down that awful road he did a few years back.

"Abby, wait one minute now... I am busting my ass here trying to catch up on paper work and handle patients. One attending just snow plowed a bunch of patients my way and I don't need anymore. I have my own fair share being Chief of ER. So please, just stay and I promise once we get off work, we will go find John."

"Susan, don't you get it?" I'm starting to get mad now. "You weren't here before when all this happened! I was, ok?" Oh my gosh, I think I'm about to cry. "When John went through the wild roller coaster of being stabbed, abusing drugs, and most importantly almost killing himself I was here to help him, hell! I'm the one who reported him to Greene and Weaver. I saw the look in his eyes when he left. They are the same eyes I saw on that night he was stabbed." Susan just looks at me for a minute. It looks like she is getting teary eyed too.

"Abby, I don't know really what to say. I have heard all the stories about it and talked to him about it. I do know what happened here and I promise you that I think John might even come back here after his shift."

"Susan? Wake up... why would he come back here of all places."

"To buy me another coffee!" Now we both start to laugh.

"Look, I just want to..." I am cut off by Ray and Sam yelling.

"Come on guys, I need your help" Sam yells. We start to walk out to the ambulance bay and see the two traumas coming in. I was praying that Paul hadn't left and tried to fun John down. Ok... now I'm just plain scared. I step up closely to see if any of the victims are familiar.

"What do we have?" I ask nervously.

"Looks to be in his mid 30's, he was driving his car and was hit in the side, he'll defiantly need surgery. BP 90/140 Breath sounds are weak." I go to check him with my stethoscope. Luckily this is not related to Carter. I sighed with relief. So did Susan.

"Ok, Sam go in and call Corday down!"

"Alright!" she answers running inside.

"Alright prep him for intubation and call ICU; he may need a bed up there. Abby, go ahead and go, I think the night shift will be ok for now."

"Are you sure Susan?" Susan smiled at me.

"Go find Carter!" she yelled. I looked at my watch and it was going on 7pm. I just hope Carter's alright.