"Nothing is Certain"
Summary: Susan Lewis and Doug Ross are held hostage in a treatment room… Early ER Fic
A/N: I couldn't think of a title so I remember her infamous quote that she blabbed on about "Nothing is certain… blah blah blah"
Chapter 1 – Unfinished Business
"I suspect you may have pancreatitis, inflammation of the pancreas but I cannot not confirm that until you have an appointment with the specialist" Susan Lewis said, explaining her diagnosis and she tried to hand over the medications to the patient. "My advice is to stop drinking, ok? And these will ease off the pain"
"I want something stronger than that!"
"No, I'm sorry I can only give what is suitable for the time being"
"You are not fucking sorry, I'm the one paying for this treatment through my insurance," The man protested. "I should be entitled to have what drugs I want!"
"It doesn't work like that," She answered.
The patient flipped into a tantrum, his moods are unnerving Susan. She stepped back away from the gurney, swallowing in some air. "Calm down will you?"
"If you don't stop freaking out, I will get security and remove you from this hospital" Doug Ross said, turning around from his patient. He is staring at Susan's angry patient with his brows scrunched up in the middle, rubbing his hand on his forehead and runs it through his brown hair sprinkled with salt and pepper coloring on the side. "You are frightening my patient here, well actually you are frightening everyone here"
"I will give something to frighten everyone," The man threatened, he puts his hand down his trouser and whipped out a gun. Everyone flinched back at the sight, he jumps off the gurney and stumbles with his free hand on his pain ridden stomach to the door and kicked it shut. He turned the knob to lock it. Started to wave his gun around. He walked to the window and tilted the blinds shut, so no one out in the ER can see what going on.
"Look why don't you put that gun away, and maybe we can sort something out" Susan with her eyes fixated on the gun and her hand raised in front of her, walking back round to the gurney, like if she is defending.
The boy on the next gurney started to cry out loud, the poor kid is petrified, and his mother moved in to him and hugged him tightly, praying.
"Will someone shut the kid up!"
"We can only if you let them go" Doug suggested. "These are innocent people, they shouldn't have to deal with this?"
"What?"
"Dr Ross and I are all yours, please the let boy and mother go," Susan said, trembling with fear.
"Ok, you…" The man said, pointing the gun at Susan "walk with them to the door, make it look like you are saying bye to them"
Susan nodded at the man; she walked to the next bed and helped to pick up their belongings. They all walk slowly towards the door.
"Uh!" Susan yelped when she felt the gun rammed hard into her back. With his free hand, he cocks the gun and puts it on her shoulder. Gripped her hard.
The man snarled in her ear. "Don't try anything or I will shoot"
The young doctor nodded frantically, she unlocked and opened the door to let the woman and her son out.
"Bye, take care of yourselves" Susan said, pretending to see them off with a force grin. She felt a firm grip on the collar of her lab coat, the man yanked her back and slammed the door shut and locked it.
"Get down on your knees and put your hands on your head!"
Susan nervously lowered herself down to kneel and slowly raised her arms to put her hands in her head.
"And you too!" Swinging his gun at Dr Ross's direction.
The handsome doctor chuckled nervously putting his hand up trying to negotiate. "Maybe we should talk?"
"I shouldn't have to do this, I will shoot you if you don't do as you are told, get down!"
The man yelling made both Susan and Doug jump. Susan has never seen Doug move so fast, watching him getting down on his knees. They watch the man push a unit in front of the door to secure it in case anyone tried to break it down. He would suspect that the woman who just left the room might have alerted a hostage situation.
He walked towards Susan and shoved the gun into her mouth. Her eyes widen staring at the gun under her nose. Susan muffled with fear. She shuts her eyes tight and the tears started to roll down her cheeks. The strong metal taste from the gun made her gag.
"Why don't you leave her alone?" Doug asked, getting worried at the state his colleague is in. "Why don't you deal with me instead?"
"No" The man said shaking his head "I have unfinished business with this beauty…"
He pulled the gun out from Susan's mouth and she lets out a little cough. She carefully lowered one of her arm to wipe her tears on her sleeve. He paced up and down the room, thinking what to do next and getting out this situation. He stopped and looked at the two doctors, tapping his gun on his chin. He grew angrier and redder. He moved closer to the blonde doctor.
"None of this would happen if this bitch given me what I wanted" He spat. He kicked Susan hard in the stomach. She yelped and collapsed to the floor, choking back the tears. Groaning out, squirming with pain from the impact.
Doug winced at the sight of Susan lying there helpless. He shuffled towards her to give his comfort, the man pressed his gun against his temple and cocks it.
"Move and you're dead"