Chapter 5

Kerry rushed into the hallway, heading for the trauma room where Abby was fighting for her life. She couldn't leave the break room when Carter had first called for her, but Kerry knew that Abby was in good hands. She had just turned the corner, when she saw Dubanko, Carter, and Luka, pushing Abby's gurney to the elevator. They were not walking like this was an everyday occurrence; the cargo on that gurney was too precious for that. They were practically running; a sense of urgency that she had not seen since the night Carter and Lucy had been stabbed. Kerry looked back over towards the trauma room, and saw Sam just standing there, staring at the floor.

"Sam," she walked over to the nurse and put a gentle hand on her shoulder.

Sam's voice was soft, shaky, seeing her friend on that gurney had scared her. "She coded." Her voice trailed off for a minute. Sam was strong but there was something unnerving about seeing Abby's life hanging so dangerously close to the edge, "I didn't think we were going to get her back." A sigh of that momentary relief came from her, "but we did, we got her back. She's going to surgery now."

Kerry nodded putting a compassion in her voice that few of her staff members rarely heard and few had seen, "she'll pull thru Abby is a fighter. Have you seen Morris?"

Sam's eyes were downcast still reeling from the raw emotions that we flowing thru her, "yeah he's in exam 3 with a patient."

Kerry voice still held the same amount of understanding that it had when she first approached, "thanks Sam." She knew that this was rough on all of them and that her staff would be doubting their abilities as nurses and as doctors if this was to take a bad turn. "You did a great job with Abby." She said knowing that any bit of encouragement right now would be good for the moral of her staff, "she's here because of your hard work and dedication." She turned now heading down the hall way in search of a certain resident doctor. Officer Collins right behind her, She didn't even bother to knock on the door, just walked right in. "I'm going to have to ask you to wait outside, patient confidentiality," she told him.

"Excuse me for interrupting, Dr. Morris I need to speak with you outside,"

"Kerry, I'm with a patient." was his response. Already pissed off, she decided to go ahead and confront him right there.

"Okay, then I'll do this right here. Dr. Lockhart was just rushed to surgery about five minutes ago, apparently she was hit by a car and is suffering from massive internal injures."

"Whoa, that sucks, hope she gets better soon," Morris was clearly not getting what Kerry was saying to her.

"The car that hit her is registered to you Dr. Morris. Why don't you come with me?" Kerry watched as the color drained from his face as he realized what he might have done. And the shocked look on his patients face once the accusation was made.

"Abby? It was Abby?" he said as he followed her out the door, the three of them heading towards the elevator. Morris had seen the cop as soon as they left the exam room, but didn't pay much more attention to him.

"Yes Dr. Morris, it was. Would you like to tell me what you are high on right now?" she had looked into his eyes and noticed the size of his pupils. Morris didn't respond he just walked behind her.

"Is she going to be ok, I mean she's going to make it right?"

"Quite honestly Morris, she probably will not make it out of surgery. And even if she does, it's doubtful she'll survive the night." Kerry's words stunned him, he had expected her to say yes, that she was fine, just a simple operation. Had he really just killed a college?

"Where are we going?" he asked realizing that they had exited on the second floor. This time, it was Kerry who didn't answer, but Morris soon figured it out. He stepped into the room above the operating theater and looked down, as Kerry pushed the intercom button on the wall.

"Dr. Durbanko, its Kerry Weaver," instantly the surgeon glanced up and behind him, "I have Dr. Morris with me right now, he's the one responsible for Dr. Lockhart's condition." Morris quickly turned his gaze away, almost feeling the hate radiating from every person present in both rooms. "I think it would be a good idea if he witnessed the surgery." She turned her attention back to Collins, who reached onto his belt, grabbed a pair of handcuffs and walked to Morris.

"You have the right to remain silent..." as Morris was being read the Miranda rights, Kerry's eyes never left Abby lying on the operating table. The amount of blood that seemed to be coming from her body, the puddles of blood on the floor, was just overwhelming and made Kerry sick to her stomach. She watched as Abby's vitals never seemed to stabilize, going up and down as if she was on the rollercoaster of her life. And now, the man who might have cost Abby her life was handcuffed to a chair watching the very same thing, thru his own eyes. He was responsible for whatever happened to Abby, and he alone would have to pay the price, but her friends were left to carry the burden of possibly losing Abby.