Here is the next update. I'm sorry it took so long, but it is now here. Rocketlover, I'm sure you will be happy to know that Dr. Rocket Robert Ramano has now begun to play a larger part in this than I had planned. I didn't intend for that to happen but it just kind of fell into place. Thanks for all the reviews. They are greatly appreciated, so please click on that button. Psalm57 loves reviews like Cookie Monster loves cookies.

Chapter 7

Green quickly returned to the Er and rushed into the employee lounge. Hurriedly, he kicked off his work shoes and replaced them with his old sneakers. He absent mindedly, tossed his lab coat into his locker, not caring about the wrinkles it would undoubtedly leave later. Slamming the locker shut, he jogged out of the lounge and out of the hospital.

"Mark, you need to finish your shift…" Kerry shouted after him, but Jerry grabbed her by the sleeve.

"Have a heart, Kerry. He's going through a hard time. He wouldn't be much help here anyway." Jerry explained, sympathetically.

Outside, Dr. Green raced down the busy Chicago street, oblivious to where his travel would lead him. When his lungs would permit no more, he flopped down onto a gratified, street bench. Holding his head in his hands, he wept aloud. "Why, why was this happening?" he cried to himself. "I knew what I was going to say. Ramano kicked me in the ass, and I knew what I had to do. It was going to be so easy, now that I know exactly how I feel. There is no denial anymore. I love her, I really love her. Its not just infatuation. It's not just a male rivalry between Carter and me. I'm really, truly, eternally positive that I love Susan Lewis. But of course, this had to happen. Why?" He cradled his head in his hands, nursing his swollen eyes. As he sat there ignorant to the rest of the world around him, something abruptly had stricken him in the head. He responded quickly, learning that that something was a someone. Blinking through tear blurred eyes; he focused upon Dr. Robert Ramano standing before him.

"So, what are you blubbering about this time?"

Mark briskly wiped the tears from his eyes and attempted to clear his sinuses. If there was one thing Mark Green hated, it was showing weakness in front of Dr. Ramano. He had gained more respect for the man after their initial run in, but he still did not worship the man. "Susan woke up."

"And you're crying? Green, I'll never understand you. I would have thought that that would have made you happy, but then what do I know, I'm only a leading surgeon, in a prestigious hospital."

"Shut up, Robert. She has amnesia. She doesn't know who I am. I tried apologizing, I tried to tell her exactly how I feel, and she has no idea who I am or what I'm talking about."

Ramano was quiet for several moments. It seemed as if he were contemplating whether to spit out an insult or offer condolences, but Mark figured it would be the first. An actual offer of condolence had never passed from his lips as far as mark knew.

"Well, again, I'm just a stupid surgeon, but isn't it true that people can regain their memories when reintroduced to old things and people?" Ramano finally offered. "People that were close, people that were special to them?"

"Yeah, I guess. Yes, that's true."

"So, what are you waiting for? Be there for her. Help introduce her to old memories."

Mark frowned. "Why was Ramano always right?" he thought to himself. It was starting to get on his nerves.

"I hate to say it, but once again, you're right."

"I know!" Ramano plastered a cheesy smile on his face, placing his hands upon his heart.

"But what about Carter," Mark tossed out, proud that ramano the wonderful hadn't thought of everything.

"What about him. I know you two seem to be fighting over her, but who cares. You love her. Don't let him stop that. Besides, he's a good doctor and all, smart kid, but when it comes to Susan Lewis you've got the cat in the bag, Green."

"Do you think so?"

"That's for you to figure out." Ramano smiled. "But Mark…"

"Yeah?"

"Don't let her get away. I've been waiting for you two to pair up for as long as I can remember. And I am sorry. I know this must be really tough on you."

"Did Rocket Robert Ramano just say something sweet?" Mark jokingly gasped and grabbed his chest.

"Sshhh, don't tell or I might have to kill you."

"Thanks, Robert."

"I can't have my doctors running out during their shifts, now can I? Then I would actually have to do some work."

"Heaven forbid!"

"So, I'll see you back at work, bright and early tomorrow?"

"Yes sir."

"Good-bye, Mark," Ramano turned on his heels and began to walk briskly down the Chicago street.

"Wait, Robert…" Mark called after him.

"What do you need this time?" Ramano shouted over his shoulder.

"When are you going to go after your girl? We all know who you love."

Robert shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe this new rebirth of love will inspire me."

"I'll hold you to it."

"You do that."

"I will."

"Good-bye, Dr. Green." Robert left Mark to digest the conversation that had just occurred.

"Who would have imagined that the man who is helping me through all of this is the infamous Rocket Robert Ramano? The man who has no soul, the man who feels nothing!" Mark smiled to himself and began his pursuit home. He needed to rest so he would be alert and refreshed to begin his new life. His life in which he made Susan Lewis fall madly in love with him, for the second time.