Chapter 3

"Abby, stay with us," Luka said as the trauma orders began flowing in. He could tell just by looking at her, that she was in very real danger, and chances were she wouldn't be conciseness much longer. "Sam, get Jake in here," they needed Jake not for the doctor in him, but so that he could keep Abby talking. "Somebody page Weaver."

"What happened?" Jake ran in and immediately to Abby's side.

"She was hit by a car, just keep her awake, don't let her close her eyes," Jake nodded and knelt down by Abby, grabbing her hand in his, and began whispering to her. The monitors began to show the grimness of the situation as they started to frantically beep, as her blood pressure began to fall dangerously low, yet no obvious signs of external bleeding could be seen. The rise and fall of her chest became less steady and more labored showing the signs that she would not able to stay with them with out the doctors, her colleagues, her friends finding out the cause of the blood loss.

There was something that was definitely wrong her color and the monitors were making her ER family nervous. The reality that they could lose another one their friends was absolutely unacceptable. Abby was someone to everyone in the ER. She wasn't just another staff member like some. Most everybody had some sort of connection with her, and everyone cared about her. When she had first returned after her abduction months before, everyone realized just how important to the ER she really was. As her eyes began to close, everyone in the room started shouting at her to stay awake, trying desperately to save their friend.

"Abby! Come on stay with us, open your eyes!" Susan was gently shaking her, desperately trying to get her best friend to stay alert. Slowly, Abby opened her eyes and Susan could tell that she was in a great deal of pain. "Good girl, don't fall asleep okay?" Tears threatened to overwhelm her. As the chief of the ER, it was her job to make sure every single trauma ran as smoothly as a trauma could possibly go, but how could she do that when her best friend was the focus of the trauma? She glanced up at the clock, and was amazed to see that they had only been in the trauma room for close to three minutes. "Abby, what hurts?" It took a few seconds for Abby to respond.

"My chest, my head," Susan was relieved that she had gotten Abby to talk, now she had to keep her doing that, obviously Jake wasn't being of much help. What scared her, was the only thing that Abby had said was hurting was her chest and head, when her leg was badly broken in at least two places. "Okay, we're going to fix it, just hang in there okay?" Susan listened as the others began diagnosing and treating some the injuries Abby had suffered.

"Three broken rips, tension pneumo, she needs a chest tube, central line, she's tachy at 188, tib fracture" the list went on and on, but Susan had stopped listening. These were only the beginning of Abby's vast injuries, the CT scan would show the more intense, severe ones, one of them Susan knowing would most likely include either a broken neck or spine, or both.

"What the hell happened?" Kerry's voice boomed over the racquet in the room, causing everyone to stop what they were doing. She had received an urgent page and had raced down to the ER not knowing what exactly the emergency was. "Will somebody please tell me why there are five doctors in here?" Kerry looked over towards the gurney, "Oh God," then she looked back at Susan, and made her decision without any second thoughts, "Alright, Jake, take Susan and you two go wait in the lounge," before Susan knew what was happening, Jake was guiding her to the lounge. As they walked, Jake couldn't help but notice the stares they kept getting from certain patients and all of Abby's patients all wondering the same thing, what had happened to their doctor?