"Carter you're late" Weaver's voice caused a few people to turn their gaze to Carter's entrance.

"Sorry there was a patient outside and I w-"

"Don't be sorry, be punctual this is a hospital not a department store." Carter watched in amaze as Weaver hobbled off with a bunch of charts under her arm.

"I think she thinks you were shopping." Abby tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ears and giggled.

Carter shook his head in disbelief and grinned at Abby.

"Hey you look happy."

"I'm juggling twenty patients, triage is full and I haven't slept in two days what's there not to be happy about." Her sarcasm prompted Carter to smile as he could easily sympathise with her complaints.

"That's what first-term internship does for you…Dr Lockhart." Abby lifted her arm and punched him in the chest.

"Ouch that hurt."

"Don't be such a wimp!"

"Hey break it up children; some of us have work to do today." Frank pushed Abby out of the way to gain access to his computer.

"So how's Liana doing?" Carter tilted his head and Abby followed him through to the lounge.

"Uh she's much better thanks."

"Any further thoughts on what was troubling her?" Carter turned his combination lock and opened his locker retrieving his lab coat.

"Oh I think it was just tiredness and she plays up sometimes for my attention." Carter turned around and adjusted his coat. He thought he saw something in Abby's eyes and they both turned their attention to something else in the room.

"Ok then I'll see you later." A small smile played on Abby's lips and she turned swiftly out the door. Carter draped his stethoscope around his neck his eyes watching Abby leave. There had been something there between them there, a small spark, he was sure of it.

"Carter, there's a patient in two complaining of abdominal pains." Chuny wavered a chart in front of his face.

"And I am not dealing with him anymore, the creep grabbed my ass."

"Hey homeless Tom is back," Carter amused when seeing the name on the chart. He looked up as two paramedics wheeled in a gurney from the bay.

"What do he have?"

"Airbag burn, first and second degree. BP is one-ten over seventy.

"He was in the front seat?" Carter glanced down at the terrified young boy who was barely breathing. A young woman ran along beside the gurney with tears rolling down her cheeks.

"We-we were in a rush" she stammered.

"You don't put kids in the front seat." Carter muttered in annoyance.

"Does he have any medical problems?"

"Uh hay fever in the summer, apart from that no."

"Ok let's start with a lateral C-spine."

"Carter do you need a hand?" Abby appeared from curtain one and called after him.

"No I'm good."

She saw a group of new medical students standing helplessly lost by admin desk. Frank was pointing his fingers at one of them and instructing them to do something; intrigued Abby approached and caught the end of his orders.

"…and you will get me lunch, I eat everything except cafeteria food an-"

"It's actually hospital policy not to feed Frank." Abby interrupted with a smile at the naïve "kids" that stood before her. She laughed to see that one of the keen young students had been taking notes.

"Are you Doctor Lewis?"

"No I'm not."

"We were told to report to Doctor Lewis at 8 o'clock but we've been standing around for over two hours." Abby sussed out the cocky med student who stood before her, he would fit right in.

"Lewis is in the call room sleeping" grumbled Frank. Abby looked at the board and saw how many patients she still had to attend to.

"I'll go wake her, stay right here." Abby walked away and then turned to the bewildered group, "Don't expect her to be in a good mood though."

"Susan you need to get up…SUSAN"

A blonde head emerged from under a cover, "what time is it?"

"Almost ten."

"Oh my god I was just gonna lie down for a second."

"What time was that?"

"4:30." Susan groaned and stepped off the bed.

"You have a group of med students waiting for you at admin." Susan groaned again.

"You cannot be serious," They walked into the main hospital to see the group had listened to what Abby had told them and were waiting eagerly.

"This is going to be a long day" Carter came around the corner, he already looked tired and worn out.

"Hey Abby, Liana's school is on line one" Frank hollered across.

"What?" Abby and Carter exchanged a quick look, she approached Frank's outstretched hand, "did they say what it was about?"

"How should I know, more than likely she's tried to suture herself like what Sam's son tried to do …I suggested therapy for that kid but she wouldn't hear it." Abby blanked out what Frank was saying and stuck her hand over her ear to drown out the hospital bedlam.

"Hi, Abby Lockhart speaking."

"Dr Lockhart, this is Mrs Leaney speaking I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask if you could come to our premises so we can talk." Abby rubbed the side of her head racking her mind to who Mrs Leaney was.

"Is Liana ok?"

"I'd rather not discuss this over the phone, I think its best if we meet in person." The authoritarian tone of voice was really started to annoy Abby and she took in a deep breath channelling her thoughts. She returned the phone to its receiver after telling her she was on her way.

"What's wrong?" asked Carter, he looked genuinely concerned leaning sweetly beside where she was standing.

"It's the school they want to speak to me."

"When are you on to?"

"I was actually off an hour ago, thought I could catch up on some charts and we're so understaffed." Carter watched as she babbled through her words and he could sense she was stressed about the phone call. He followed her through to the lounge wanting to help her out.

"Will you be okay?"

"Yeah I'll be fine, it's probably nothing." Abby lied, she had a gut feeling about what was wrong.