Title: 800 Miles
Chapter Title: The County General Zoo
Disclaimer: Not mine, but I promise to give them back! Elliot and Olivia can keep the airline miles if they want, though...
a/n: Thanks to everyone that reviewed, and sorry I took so long to update. For everyone that's been waiting for ER in this FanFic, here it is!
As soon as the Detectives Benson and Stabler arrived at the ER at County, they knew exactly what Ilona meant when she asked about the zoo. The very moment they walked through the doors, they were approached by a distraught man who started pointing at them and saying, "That aggravates me. That doesn't aggravate me."
The man had almost finished pointing out what he liked and didn't like about Olivia's entireoutfit when Dr. Susan Lewis, a woman in her 30s with short blonde hair, came up and told him, "Come on, Mr. Fell, let's go get you your medicine, and then we'll try to find you a bed upstairs."
Turning to a nurse she said, "Hey, Abby, can you PLEASE give Mr. Fell his meds. We're still waiting on a bed upstairs. Abby nodded and led Mr. Fell over to Curtain Area 3. "Sorry about that, he's a psych patient…" she began telling the detectives.
She was interrupted by a paramedic saying, "Dr. Lewis! We have a GSW to the chest and stomach."
Leaving the detectives by the door, she grabbed on to the side of the stretcher and asked the paramedic, "What do we know?"
"His name is Charles Lilas, age 32. He was shot when his house was robbed. His son is in the next rig," the paramedic told her.
"Sir, can you hear me?" she asked the man, "I'm Dr. Lewis."
"My son, where's my son?" the man asked her.
"He's coming in behind you, he is going to be alright," she told him. Then, calling over to Carter, she said, "Carter, get him to Trauma 1. I'll get his son."
"Okay," Carter replied, taking over for Susan as she went into the ambulance bay to wait for the son.
Seeing that Dr. Lewis was needed, Malia suggested, "Well, we could always ask Dr. Romano to see what's up with the girl."
"Which one's that?" Elliot asked her.
"He's the bald guy over by the circulation desk with his left arm in his pocket. His arm was chopped off by a helicopter a few months ago,"Malia informed him.
"We'll go talk to him and find out if he knows anything, then we'll let you take it from there," Ilona told them.
"I think we'll be fine talking to him ourselves. This was our case originally," Olivia told her.
"Okay, whatever you say," Malia said.
Olivia walked over to Romano at the circulation desk with Elliot in tow and tapped lightly on Robert's shoulder and said, "Excuse me…"
"What!" he asked in an irritated voice. Turning around, he saw Olivia and said, "Oh, wow! So, what seems to be your problem, sweetie? Just come right this way and let Rocket Romano take care of you."
Not liking what he was seeing, Elliot stepped in between the two and said, "Actually we're from the police. I'm Detective Stabler and this is Detective Benson." He held up his badge so Robert could see it.
Upon seeing the badge, Robert called over to Elizabeth Corday, who had just entered the ER from the stairwell, "Hey, Lizzie, what the hell did you do now?" Dr. Corday did not reply; she was used to his remarks, so she just kept on going about her business. She figured that if it was anything important, he would come after her.
"Um, actually…" Olivia started to say.
"Oh, wait; you're probably here for the drugstore cowboy, aren't you?" Dr. Romano interrupted her.
Before either of the detectives could reply, Dr. Weaver, the Chief of Emergency Medicine came up and said, "Robert what the hell are you doing?" Turning to talk to Olivia and Elliot, she said, "I'm really sorry about him. Is there anything I can help you two with? I saw you come in with Detectives Haldvogel and Mon."
"Weaver, I got this. They came to me, not you," Romano told her.
"Yeah, well this is my ER, Robert!" Weaver snapped.
"Yes, but while that's all very nice, this is my hospital. I am the wonderfully talented, handsome, lovable Chief of Staff who can fire you at any time," he told her, "I also don't want these two detectives to hang out here too long; they might develop a drinking problem or an addiction to painkillers."
"Oh, fine, have it your way, Robert," she angrily told him, "Just keep make sure I know what the hell's going on."
"Why, yes, of course! Initiating contact with you is right up at the top of my to-do list. As a matter of fact, it's right after donating a kidney and doing ER scud work," he remarked sarcastically as Dr. Weaver stalked off, now in a worse mood than usual.
"Well, now that we got rid of that half-decent, naïve attempt at a woman," Robert told the detectives, "what are you here for?"
"We're here investigating an attack on a woman named Gabriella Feltre. She was brought here about an hour ago," Elliot told him, "We really need to talk to her."
"Well, my stunningly beautiful colleague, Dr. Corday would know more about where she is and how she's doing than I would," Dr. Romano said, "I don't really work down here too much, but as I am Chief of Staff, I have to make this placeseem like at least somewhat of a medical care provider. Unfortunately for you, though,Dr. Corday isin Trauma 2, trying to help the goons that work here save some lives. When she's done in there, I'll let you know. For now, you can hang out here."
Just as he was saying this, Dr. Jing-Mei Chen ran up to him and said, "Dr. Romano, we have a situation…"
"What else is new?" he asked her, "I swear, if you idiots down here had any more issues, I could start selling them like a magazine!"
"Actually, we just found a bag marked 'ricin' over in Curtain Area 1," Dr. Chen told him, "We're going to have to lock down the ER."
