PLEASE NOTE I DO NOT OWN THE ER CHARACTERS FROM ER ON NBC NOR THE BEGINING STORY LINE. THIS STORY IS A WHAT IF TALE IF MARK GREENE HAD LIVED. I HAVE ADD IDEAS OF MY OWN TO MAKE IT MORE ORGINAL.
If it had been different
Chapter 1
Finding a missing player
"Dave, you know I use to play hockey." Mark said. "You play hockey?" Dave said. "Yea I had some game back in my day." He said with a grin. "Yes, but do you still have game?" Dave asks. "Oh, but of course Dave," he said with a smile.
"So your going to let me play right, I mean you said yourself that you are one man short," Mark said.
"Fine, Fine, I give in you can, just don't hurt yourself, old man." Dave said. "So you think I'm an old man do you?"
"Game time is at 8pm," Dave said as his pick-up a chart, walking towards an exam room were the patient waited.
Mark began to mumble to himself, "Do I look like an old man?" "Of, course not Dr.Green replied Corday as she walked up to him, give him a kiss on the check. "You're only wise by your years, not old."
"Thanks for the support Corday," he said giving her a kiss in return. "Just try to tell that to Dave."
"So what did he want anyways?" Corday asked questionly. "Oh, he needs someone to play hockey with him tonight." Mark said.
"You know how to play this hokey?" Corday said. "Of course I do," He said acting like he was swing a hockey stick. "I use to play back when. It's perfectly safe. "Mark said.
"But it seems such a rough sport." Corday said. "Only when people get in time out," replied Mark. "You can come and watch if you want." He said. "I would but, I'm on all night, you go and have fun, but Mark, I want you home in one piece with out a black eye. And stay out of that time out thing; it doesn't sound like a good thing."
Mark nodded, "Of course Lizzie, wouldn't risk it, the time out or pently box, and it's a good thing for the other team." He said with a loving smile.