John Carter was on his break, he sipped his coffee and went to find her. He needed to tell her that he wasn't telling her as a foolish thing, but that he really was still in love with her. When he finally found her, she looked at him.
"John, now isn't the time"
"Well, when isn't the time Abby" he asked following her down the corridor "Abby" he took hold of her wrist gently and turned her around.
"John,
what you said was … wonderful, but I don't know what to think
about it"
"I love you Abby"
She sighed as she clutched her chart and headed down to the front desk.
"Mr.
Jones if you could…"
"please…call me … Mark" the man
squirmed as Neela treated his hand.
"Mark, how did you do this?
The cuts very deep" She raised it gently to begin the stitching.
"I tripped onto a pile of broken glass outside my house, I've been meaning to clean it up for a while now…ow!"
"Im sorry" She continued to stitch up his hand and caught Ray watching her from the corner of her eye. She hadn't heard him come in.
"Neela,
do you need a…" he was about to say "hand" but stopped
himself in front of the patience "an assistant?"
Neela shook
her head, still with her back towards him. Ray pushed the double
doors apart and went to pick another chart up.
Susan turned around the corner and bumped into Pratt, sighing she smiled.
"I've been looking for you, your cancer patient? Has a history of a mental illness that causes denial, she knows about her cancer, she just won't except it."
Pratt looked at the sheet she was handing him. He laughed gently and walked into see Mrs Delta.
"Mrs Delta, as I was saying the antibiotics should still work even though your cancer is still …"
"I told you I don't have cancer"
Pratt softened his appearance.
"Mrs Delta, im very sorry, I know it must be tough, but your getting treatment and it's under control, your in the best hands, you don't need to be afraid."
She
looked at him in his deep eyes, Pratt notices a flash of
understanding before the emptiness returned.
"I don't have
cancer".
Neela
had completed her stitching and she looked at the pained expression
on Mark's face.
"how does it feel?" She asked standing up
and straightening herself out.
"It feels great thanks, do you know when the swelling will go down"
She wrote a note on his chart
"IT could take a couple of hours, it can just be a reaction to the surface injury"
She discharged him and led him to the door.
"Thank you for helping me" he said softly "it was a decent thing to do"
Neela smiled
"That's my job". He walked out of the door. Neela waved and became aware of the throbbing pain her paper cut was causing. She dismissed it and walked towards the front desk.
Abby met Jake at lunch and smiled as he walked towards her.
"That's a nice greeting" he tucked his hand into hers. For the first time Abby noticed how much taller Jake was then her, John had always seemed the perfect height for her.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Jake asked.
Abby shook her head. She still didn't know what to do about the John/Jake situation. She looked at Jake and saw a nice smile, but it wasn't the familiar smile that she was used to. It wasn't the same warm and caring face she had loved.
Morris walked into Susan on the corridor
"Sorry" he shouted walking past her. Susan sighed, maybe she should take Kerry's job, at least then she'd get some respect. No! She told herself, she'd been through this thousands of times, she just didn't have the time to have Kerry's job, she was swamped as she was, she needed to spend time with her family.
Ray watched Neela on her break. She'd done well with the "hand" patient. She'd used her initive and took him off the street. Her whole mannerisms made her … intriguing, you never knew what side of her you were going to get, that could be a bad thing, but in her it was good. He walked over to her.
"Neela?" She looked up to see Ray staring down at her. "You ok?"
"Yeah, im fine, why what do you want?"
Ray smirked
"Do people have to be after something to be nice?"
"People don't, you do" Neela stood up from sitting on the curb. She shoved him gently, (feeling that same spark) and walked inside.
Morris met Ray outside and passed Neela who was coming in.
"What's up man?" Morris asked handing Ray a coffee.
Ray took it and sighed
"Nothing, what are you doing? Haven't you had a break?"
"Yeah this is my second" Morris drank a sip of his coffee. "She's great isn't she?"
Ray
looked puzzled
"who?"
"Neela!" Morris laughed, "I was thinking of asking her out"
"Aren't you going out with …"?
"nah,
we broke up a while ago, but do you think I have a chance with
Neela?"
Ray didn't want to insult him, but he'd seen Neela's
type, that Gallant guy, she went for intellectual people. But he was
right; she was a hell of a girl, a girl who Ray had been noticing
lately.
"No, you don't"
He drank the end of his coffee and went back inside.
Carter brushed past Abby and turned when she grabbed his hand. He hoped it wasn't another rejection.
"Can we talk?" She asked
They moved into the locker room. She took a deep breath and the words poured out
"When
you said what you did, I didn't know what to do, I was hurt when we
broke up and I didn't want to be hurt again. But I've been
thinking about it, and Jake doesn't even match up with you. That's
why I finished with him."
Carters shoulders dropped, he was
relieved, he walked up to her and tucked away a strand of brown hair
that hung on her face. He kissed her gently and she kissed him back.
Dr. Pratt sat next to Mrs. Delta as Wendell talked to her, trying to explain about her cancer, and that it was ok to be scared. Pratt walked out of the room and saw Susan watching him.
"There's nothing more I can do!"
Abby Lockhart walked into work feeling happy, it had been a week since her and Carter had gotten back together. She had felt so terrible about leaving Jake, but she knew where her heart really belonged.
Neela walked into work and grabbed her chart. Ray brushed past her as he left. He was about to leave when he grabbed Neela's hand, and she felt an electric shock. That was it, she decided she was allergic to him (she knew that wasn't' real, but every time he touched her she'd feel … excited) He looked straight into Neela's eyes and a shiver ran down her spine.
"Here" He handed her 80.
Neela couldn't believe him
"Your actually paying me back?"
He wore a cheeky grin
"Better late than never?"
Neela laughed and tucked the money into her pocket. She rubbed her finger, where it had been swelling for a couple of days now, she had had a paper cut a while ago, but this was stupid. She watched him leave and went to see to her patient.
Morris waved to Neela and walked away to see to his patient. Susan almost ran into the ER and hugged Pratt,
"Whoa, why are you so happy?" he asked rubbing his back where she had crashed into him.
"Because the board have agreed that I don't need Kerry's Job, and its such a relief".
Pratt laughed and handed her a chart as he wrote a new patients name on the board.
Neela swayed as a wave of dizziness washed over her. She carried on regardless and continued to write out a prescription for Dennis Jones. She was about to stand up and grab another chart when she felt her eyes close and the next thing she knew was total blackness.
Carter greeted his current girlfriends Abby with a kiss and slid his arm around her waist. He felt comfortable feeling her presence next to him. He smiled as Susan walked past watching the couple together. She had known before anyone how much he was still in love with Abby. Abby said she was going to get a coffee and Carter went to meet Luka.
Abby
entered the staff room with a smile; it was great to be back with
Carter she was thinking about their date that night when she notices
someone was on the floor. It took her a second to recognize the brown
hair and petit figure of her ex-roommate, Neela. She bent down and
felt her pulse, she'd just fainted.
"John!" She shouted,
hoping he'd hear her. He did and entered with a worried expression
on his face. He rushed to help Abby carry Neela into an empty bed on
the ward, but not before people rushed over to help.
"Is that Neela?" Morris asked "Is she ok?"
"Clear the room please" Luka ordered Jane to do.
Luka and Abby attended to Neela who had finally come around.
"What ? what am I doing on here?" She tried to sit up but Abby stopped her.
"Neela, you passed out"
"I
was tired im fine"
"Your not though" Luka said. Neela looked
from Abby to Luka, trying to read their expressions, her own
expression showing confusion and worry.
"Neela, you've been out cold for an hour now, we ran some tests and … " Abby walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. "You've got MRSA"
Neela's heart stopped. Luka looked down and Abby's eyes welled up.
"MRSA? How … I …"
"The patient you helped last week, Mark Jones, had MRSA, you treated him forgetting you had this …" he pointed to her paper cut. She shook her head, unwilling to believe she'd made such a stupid mistake.
Ray rushed into the ER, carrying a carrier bag full of Neela's things. Morris had rung and said Neela had passed out and needed her things from home. He had panicked all the way here. Was she ok? Was she ill?. He didn't know why it had scared him so much, but when he arrived to the hospital, he was totally shaken up. He found Neela's room.
"Hey"
Neela looked up, her eyes were bloodshot and he knew she had been crying.
"Ray,
what are you …"
"Morris, said you'd need some things, what
happened ?"
Neela looked at his concerned expression and a tear rolled down her cheek. Ray saw it and immediately sat next to her, handing her a tissue.
"Hey, you can tell me"
"I've got MRSA, I caught it off a patient" Another tears strolled down her face, and another.
Ray wrapped her in a hug, she felt the warmness of him and she felt safe. She cried silently whilst Ray soothed her.
"Shh, it's ok, you're going to be fine, and you'll only have a mild case".
Ray prayed this was right, his heart reached out to her, and he was scared. He was scared for her. He was a Doctor, he was supposed to understand everything and not feel worried, but he cared about her.
Neela pulled back and looked at Ray, she couldn't believe how nice he was being.
"Thank
you" She tried to smile at him, but a tear was still rolling down
her cheek. Ray smiled gently and picked up the tissue. He leaned
close and wiped away the tear, he looked into Neela's eyes, He
liked her, He really liked her, and the expression shining back from
them, made him think that maybe she liked him. He didn't have time
to answer himself when Sam walked in.
"Neela…Oh im sorry, am I
interrupting?"
Ray stood up
"no it's ok, I'll go get you a drink ok?"
Neela nodded and watched him leave. Sam walked closer and started to explain to Neela that she only had a mild case. Neela nodded understanding, still looking at the door where Ray had left.
Sam looked behind her.
"Do you like Ray?"
Neela
turned to Sam
"I… I think I do"
Hiya ! I am so sorry it took so long to update, coursework is a pain, but it's all done now so I have plenty of time for updating! So please R+R ! Thanks xx
