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One Month Later. Abby and Carter are both at work. It is crazy and hectic as usual. Abby and Carter are standing at the admit desk with some papers and charts in front of them.

Abby: No, I don't want to invite my mother

Carter: Just send her an invitation. Maybe she won't come

Abby: Yea right.

Carter: Come on, you'll regret it later

Abby: She was at my first wedding. She doesn't need to be here

Carter: Just invite her

Abby: You know what… why are you so for my mom coming? I mean come on it's my mom. Gives him a look

Carter: I know. Just invite her.

Susan walks up

Susan: Invite who?

Abby: Carter wants me to invite my mom to the wedding.

Susan: And you don't want to? Why not?

Abby: You've met my mom, you know why.

Susan: But its your wedding.

Abby: Ok, you know what, I have patients to see. She walks off.

Carter (handing Susan a chart): Will you talk to her? She'll listen to you.

Susan: Oh no. I'm already involved enough. This is between the two of you.

Carter gives her a pleading look. No. I am not doing it. I don't want to be on bad terms with Abby. She's pregnant. She'll kill me. Carter gives her the look again. Ok, fine I'll talk to her. But I'm not promising anything. She starts to walk off

Carter (yelling after her): Thanks Susan.

Ten minutes later in the Lounge. Susan walks in and sees Abby sitting on the couch.

Susan: hey

Abby: hey

Susan: taking a break

Abby: yea, my feet hurt like hell.

Susan: tell me about it. When I was pregnant with Cosmo my feet hurt all the time.

Susan goes and sits down on the couch.

Susan: so, how come you don't want to invite your mother?

Abby: Ah, Carter sent you.

Susan: Kind of

Abby: smiles. He's afraid to deal with me now that I'm pregnant. He knows he won't win. So he sends in everyone else… long pause… It's not that I don't want her to come. I just… Oh, I don't know.

Susan: You're going to regret it later.

Abby: I know, it's just…

Susan: Abby, she's your mother. Like it or not, she is. And she should be there for it… Look, just think about it ok?

Abby: ok.

Susan (standing up): Ok, I have to get back to work. Are you coming?

Abby: In a minute

Susan: Ok, see you out there.

Susan walks out as Abby leans her head up against the couch, closing her eyes.

Carter walks in.

Carter: Tired?

Abby (opens her eyes and looks up): Just a little

Carter: Why don't you go home?

Abby: No, I'll be fine.

Carter goes over to his locker and opens it. He puts his lab coat in and takes out another coat.

Carter: Are you sure?

Abby: yeah… Are you off?

Carter: yep… When are you off?

Abby (looks at her watch): Ug, not for another 3 hours.

Carter: Are you sure you don't want to come home?

Abby: No I'll be fine.

Carter: Ok, I'll see you at home?

Abby: See you at home.

Carter comes over and kisses her on the forehead

Carter: Don't work to hard. Bye. I love you.

Abby: love you too.

Carter walks out the door. Abby sits for a moment, then groans and gets up going back to work.

An hour and half later. Abby and Susan are outside waiting for the ambulances.

Susan: man, this is going to suck

Abby: I know

Susan: 3 criticals and 12 minors. The ambulance sirens wail in the background as the ambulances pull up. Oh, here we go. You want this first one?

Abby: Sure

The ambulance pulls up and the doors open. The paramedics pull a bloody guy out and start giving Abby the information as they wheel him into the hospital.

A couple of minutes later in the exam room. Abby and Neela are working on the guy.

Abby: Pupils non reactive.

Neela: He's not breathing

Abby: Ok, let's tube him. Give me it.

A nurse hands her the crank thing and a tube.

Neela: can you see the chords?

Abby: Yeah, barely. She starts doing it… There I'm in. Bag him. A nurse starts to bag him. The machines start going off

Neela: Defib

Abby: Ok, begin compressions. She starts giving him compressions. Charge to 300.

Neela (grabbing the paddles): Ok, Clear. She shocks him.

Abby: Still defib, resuming compressions. As she starts compressions she grabs her stomach in pain. Ouch!

Neela: What?

Abby (breathing hard): Nothing. Charge to 300 again.

Neela shocks the guy again, but nothing changes.

Abby: Ok, try another dose of eppy and resume compressions. As Abby resumes compressions, she once again grabs her stomach and cowards in pain. Ouch.

Neela: Are you ok?

Abby: Yeah, I'm fine.

Neela: No you're not… Are you having contractions?

Abby: No! no I'm not… She grabs hold of the bedrail as a spasm of pain hits her again. (saying this meekly) I don't know. Maybe I am.

Neela: Oh my god.

Abby: No, no we need to save this guy.

Neela: No you need to sit down.

Abby: No, I'm fine, come on shock him again.

Neela (to one of the nurses): take Abby to another room and get Kovac in here, NOW!

The nurse leads Abby to another room as Kovac walks in.

Kovac: Where's Abby going?

Neela: She's having contractions

Kovac: What?

Neela: Yes, now come on. I need help. Kovac goes over and starts helping.

Abby is walking in the hall with the nurse as Susan comes up.

Susan: Abby, what's wrong?

Nurse: She's having contractions.

Susan: oh my gosh, how far apart?

Abby: five to six minutes.

Susan: Ok, Ok, here let's, go in here. She grabs Abby's arm. I can take it from here. Can you call Carter? The nurse nods starts to walk away, as Susan leads Abby into the empty exam room. Abby goes and sits down on the bed.

Susan: Ok, ok calm down. When did this start?

Abby: A little while ago… Is someone getting Carter? I really need him.

Susan (in a soothing voice): we're getting him, don't worry. It will be ok. She grabs Abby's hand as another contraction starts. It will be ok. Just breathe.