Title- The Private Life of Kerry Weaver Part VII
Author- Katelyn... this is getting old
Disclaimer- ER belongs to NBC etc...
Author's Note- low medical terminology... (if I actually use medicine ever...
lol)
Kerry poured John and herself a cup of coffee and sat down on the sofa. John sat on the other end as they watched the movie. He didn't say anything afterwards, they just sat in silence until Kerry broke the ice.
"John, why are you here?" she asked as she took another sip of coffee.
"Well," he hesitated. "You left this at work," he said and handed her the paper with her mother's address.
"Damn," Kerry muttered and took the paper. She put her coffee cup on the table and her face into her hands.
"I kind of followed you," John said. "I saw you at the store, and well I wanted to see if you were alright." He said and moved closer to her.
Kerry got up off the couch abruptly and walked into her kitchen. She needed something to drink, anything... she was past caring.
"Kerry, that's not the answer," John said and quickly rose and beat her to the fridge.
"Get out of my way John," Kerry said sharply.
"I'm not moving," He said firmly.
"It's bad enough that you followed me, but now you're in my house, telling me what to do, what do you think I am? Just some helpless person? That's what everyone thinks," Kerry turned and walked back towards the couch.
"Kerry, you know that's not what I think of you," John began. "You just looked so hurt, I just...." John trailed off, the sympathy in his eyes overflowing.
"John, I don't need... support, I don't need pity, the only thing I need is ... the answer to my past. When I went to talk to that woman, she wouldn't even look at me, it's been like that with a lot of people... whether it was my professors for med school, the only person that even gave me a chance was Gabe, and look where he is now..." Kerry's eyes were flooded with pain, and fear. John watched as Kerry spilled her past to him.
"Kerry, I had no idea," John said and walked towards her. She fell into his warm arms and cried. Her entire body shook from her sobs and he held her until she was drifting into sleep. He carried her into her room and put her in bed again. He smiled. She was exhausted.... He grabbed the phone and dialed county's number.
"This is County General," Randi's voice said over the phone.
"Get me Dr. Greene," Carter asked.
"Dr. Carter, is that you,?" Randi asked.
"Yea, tell him I need to speak with him..." John said.
"He's in trauma; do you want me to have him call you?" Randi asked.
"yea, but wait, I'm at Dr. Weavers.. .Here is the number," John gave Randi the number.
"Oh you and Weaver getting' it on?" Randi asked in a seductive voice.
"No Randi, Dr. Weaver is sleeping," John said flatly.
"Oh I bet," Randi said and hung up. All the nurses hanging around the desk burst into laughter. They all knew John and Kerry had a thing for each other.
"Oh Dr. Greene, Dr. Carter wanted to speak to you, he's at Dr. Weaver's now," Randi said on the verge of hysteria. She tried to cover a giggle but it slipped out. This caused her to burst out laughing. Mark having no clue what was so funny gave her a funny look and approached the phone. "Here's the number," Randi said through giggles.
"Ok, thanks Randi," Mark said flatly.
"Dr. Carter?" Mark's voice came through from the phone.
"Yes, Dr. Greene? This is John, Kerry's sick; can you see that someone covers for her?" John asked.
"I'll see to it," Mark said and hung the phone up.
"Thanks," John said now realizing that Mark had hung up.
-- TBC --
Kerry poured John and herself a cup of coffee and sat down on the sofa. John sat on the other end as they watched the movie. He didn't say anything afterwards, they just sat in silence until Kerry broke the ice.
"John, why are you here?" she asked as she took another sip of coffee.
"Well," he hesitated. "You left this at work," he said and handed her the paper with her mother's address.
"Damn," Kerry muttered and took the paper. She put her coffee cup on the table and her face into her hands.
"I kind of followed you," John said. "I saw you at the store, and well I wanted to see if you were alright." He said and moved closer to her.
Kerry got up off the couch abruptly and walked into her kitchen. She needed something to drink, anything... she was past caring.
"Kerry, that's not the answer," John said and quickly rose and beat her to the fridge.
"Get out of my way John," Kerry said sharply.
"I'm not moving," He said firmly.
"It's bad enough that you followed me, but now you're in my house, telling me what to do, what do you think I am? Just some helpless person? That's what everyone thinks," Kerry turned and walked back towards the couch.
"Kerry, you know that's not what I think of you," John began. "You just looked so hurt, I just...." John trailed off, the sympathy in his eyes overflowing.
"John, I don't need... support, I don't need pity, the only thing I need is ... the answer to my past. When I went to talk to that woman, she wouldn't even look at me, it's been like that with a lot of people... whether it was my professors for med school, the only person that even gave me a chance was Gabe, and look where he is now..." Kerry's eyes were flooded with pain, and fear. John watched as Kerry spilled her past to him.
"Kerry, I had no idea," John said and walked towards her. She fell into his warm arms and cried. Her entire body shook from her sobs and he held her until she was drifting into sleep. He carried her into her room and put her in bed again. He smiled. She was exhausted.... He grabbed the phone and dialed county's number.
"This is County General," Randi's voice said over the phone.
"Get me Dr. Greene," Carter asked.
"Dr. Carter, is that you,?" Randi asked.
"Yea, tell him I need to speak with him..." John said.
"He's in trauma; do you want me to have him call you?" Randi asked.
"yea, but wait, I'm at Dr. Weavers.. .Here is the number," John gave Randi the number.
"Oh you and Weaver getting' it on?" Randi asked in a seductive voice.
"No Randi, Dr. Weaver is sleeping," John said flatly.
"Oh I bet," Randi said and hung up. All the nurses hanging around the desk burst into laughter. They all knew John and Kerry had a thing for each other.
"Oh Dr. Greene, Dr. Carter wanted to speak to you, he's at Dr. Weaver's now," Randi said on the verge of hysteria. She tried to cover a giggle but it slipped out. This caused her to burst out laughing. Mark having no clue what was so funny gave her a funny look and approached the phone. "Here's the number," Randi said through giggles.
"Ok, thanks Randi," Mark said flatly.
"Dr. Carter?" Mark's voice came through from the phone.
"Yes, Dr. Greene? This is John, Kerry's sick; can you see that someone covers for her?" John asked.
"I'll see to it," Mark said and hung the phone up.
"Thanks," John said now realizing that Mark had hung up.
-- TBC --