A/N: okie dokes, thanks for all of the reviews they are veryy helpful, but i kind of wrote this a while ago, and dont have the time or patience to really fix it up, thanks anyways though!


Chapter 4: The IV Chapter

It was a week later, and everyone was still trying to cope with what happened. Neela's family didn't want them to do an autopsy on her, so they would never find out why she died.

The paramedics bring in a lady. She is a little disoriented, they tell Susan. "I don't want to go to this place! Everyone dies here, even the employees!" the lady screams.

"She's not that disoriented," Susan says sarcastically. She takes care of the lady, who was off her meds, yet again, and goes on to the next patient.

Pratt comes in to start his shift a little early. "Hey Pratt I could use a hand over here," Susan tells him.

"Yeah, well I could too," he says, holding his arm. Susan goes over to him.

"What happened?" she asks.

"I injured it while playin' basketball. Think I must have torn a ligament or something," he tells her. "Hurts like hell," he adds in.

"Okay, why don't you go find an empty bed, and I'll get you hooked up to an IV. It'll make the pain go away faster."

Pratt goes to look for a bed, while Susan goes to get an IV. She finds him, and hooks the IV up. "Just rest for a while," she tells him. Soon Pratt falls fast asleep, tired from playing too much basketball.

A little while later, Susan is checking on Greg. "Pratt, Pratt!" she yells, trying to wake him. He doesn't move. She looks over and inspects the IV bag. It has a hole in it. "What the…" Susan starts to say, but before she can say anything, Pratt starts seizing. Susan rips out the IV and screams for help.

They get him into a trauma room, and Susan orders a tox screen, medicine to help the seizure, and other things. "He won't stop seizing," Abby says, stating the obvious. "What happened?" she asks.

"I don't know someone must have put something in the IV bag. Okay push more… whatever," Susan mumbles. The seizure starts to slow down, along with his heart rate.

"Charging to 250, Clear!" Abby says. They shock him. "300?" she suggests.

She charges it to 300, shocks him, and nothing happens. The same happens with 360. Susan goes and turns off all the monitors. She goes by Pratt and closes his open eyes. "Why… does… everyone… keeppp…dying?" she asks, shaking and crying.