Part 7:

two months later

"Abby, phone…" Abby turned around to see Frank waving a receiver from the admit desk.

"Who is it?" She asked moving a little closer, hearing Frank ask question: "A guy, who calls himself "Scooter", you know him?"

Abby couldn't help, but to smile. "Carter," she whispered under her breath. It was so typical him, to take his childhood nickname, so that no one would have a clue who was calling. They'd been dating for 2 months now, but for some reason they still kept it secret. It was kind of difficult to tell everyone about it, and there would be the talking to deal with too.

Abby was ripped out of her thoughts by Frank: "You gonna get this or what?" he asked, slightly annoyed.

"Um…yeah…I'll get it in the lounge, Abby replied, as she gave him a big smile.

"Hey… "Scooter"" Abby said playfully, "You miss me?"

"Oh yeah" Johns voice sounded painful.

"Well, I'll be home in two hours. Good for you, huh?" Abby smiled.

"Mmmm…how do you feel about getting home to a candlelight dinner?" John said.

"Honestly? Not if you are cooking," she said, having experienced what John could or should you say couldn't do in a kitchen.

"OK, I won't cook then," he said.

"Bye, Hon, see you in two hours, and no cooking," Abby whispered.

"Bye…"

Abby sighed as she hung up the phone. He was the most romantic and gorgeous man she knew. She loved him, and wanted to spend the rest of her life with him…

"Carter on that line?" Susan's voice made Abby jump.

"Oh, Susan. I hadn't heard you coming," Abby said, unable to hide her goofy grin.

"It was so Carter," Susan said in an amused and now totally convinced tone.

"Hey, I didn't say that," Abby replied.

"Oh no, you didn't have to," Susan said in a way witch Abby found awfully alarming, "You've got it bad for him, right," she continued. Then, without a warning she started to sing: "Abby is in love with Carter, Abby is in love with Carter, Abby is in lo…"

"Trauma coming in," suddenly Haleh appeared in the doorway, "and" she said suspiciously, "what did you just say?" Then she smiled at them and closed the door again.

"Susan!" Abby said, slightly annoyed. "Let me guess. In half an hour the whole ER, no the whole hospital, NO the whole of Chicago knows about me and Carter. You just had to say that, huh?"

"Oh, Abby, I'm really sorry, I didn't know she was coming," Susan said, sounding really upset

"Hey Susan… Just joking," Abby smiled. It didn't really matter that much, people would find out eventually anyway.

Susan looked really relived, a shy smile forming on her lips. Then the two girls giggled and walked out of the lounge, to get the trauma.

"Ok, Doris, what have we got?" Susan shouted as she ran towards the ambulance.

"6 year old boy. Wanted to get his ball and ran out on the street. He got hit by a car. His pulse is weak and thready, incubated in the field." Doris, the paramedic informed as she helped getting the little boy into the trauma room.

"Thanks Doris, we've got it from here," Abby said as they lifted the boy onto the table.

"Sam, we need to do an ultrasound to see if he has any internal damage." Abby yelled to the nurse.

Ten minutes later Abby and Susan had finished the ultrasound which showed that the boy had several bleedings and needed to go up to surgery.

"Malik, call surgery and make them come down and get this boy. Tell them that he is bleeding and needs surgery right away." Susan ordered.

"OK," Malik said and wend over to the phone. "Dr. Scanlon will be right down." He informed as he came back to the table.

Oh, no, Abby thought. Not Jake. They hadn't really been getting along well since she ended things between them, to be with Carter. I've got to find an excuse to get out of here; I don't think that I can cope with him today. Abby could feel the desperation come climbing onto her. "Uh, Susan…can you handle this from now?" She asked, hoping that her friend would take the hint.

"Uh…" Susan said with a puzzled look. Then Jake entered the room, and she realized and gave Abby a short nod.

Abby left the trauma room and wend straight to the lounge where she gathered her stuff, happy that her shift had ended just now.

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