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A/N: Dun dun dun dun! The next chapter! And I've got some slight Carby-ness. I just had to put some in there. Just a tad.

jetsfanforlyfe: It sounds familiar, does it... I wonder why...
XRachX: Well, I suppose I listened to your advice about not worrying about when I updated. But here it is, finally. Chapter four.
ShastenRothe: I love cliffhangers! They're just so amazing, wouldn't you agree?
krazypirategurl: Thank you.
deana: A Rabby... I don't think so... but maybe something else which I have recently come to adore...
E.R LOVER05: I'm glad you feel sorry for Ray. I would too, if I hadn't written this.

And now...on to the show!

Ray stepped into Trauma 1 with Sara Black's chart, prepared to tell her the news. He sighed heavily before moving over to her bed. "Miss Black," he began, addressing her. "Before, we, um, we found—well, what I mean is—" Ray sighed again. How was he going to say this to her? This was the same cancer that his mother had. It was untreatable, incurable. There was no doubt that she would die. Normally, this would not bother Ray, but not today. Not on this day when the memory of his mother was so fresh in his memory. Briefly closing his eyes, Ray said, "I'm sorry, but could you excuse me for a moment?"

Lowering the chart, Ray quickly left the room. Walking to the admit desk, Ray passed by Abby. "Abby," he said quickly, stopping her in her tracks. "What is it?" she asked him. "Could you do this for me?" he asked, giving her the chart. "I need to go do something quickly."

Taking the chart from him, Abby said with slight reluctance, "Uh, sure. Is anything wrong?" Shaking his head, Ray replied, "No, I'm fine, I just, need to get something." He turned and briskly walked away, leaving Abby staring after him.

Ray walked toward the doors and proceeded outside. Heading to his car, he got in and quickly drove away. Ray slammed his fist against the steering wheel and leaned back in the seat. "I can't believe it," he said to himself. "I choked. I just—choked." Sighing, he kept his eyes on the road. He came to a green light and passed through it, closing his eyes for a second. When he opened them, he looked out of his left window and saw a car speeding down the road right at him.

There wasn't enough time for Ray to get out of the way. It took a split second for the guy to impact. The car was flung to the side as Ray was hit, sending his body flying. There was blood everywhere. The last thing Ray remembered was excruciating pain before he entered complete darkness.

"Hey," Carter said coming up behind Abby. "Hey," Abby replied as they quickly kissed.

A couple of minutes later, Susan passed by them talking, saying to them, "We've got a trauma coming in. Another MVA. I'm gonna need both of you guys. And have either of you seen Ray?" Carter shook his head and Abby said, "No, not for a while. Last I saw him he said he had to go get something." Sighing, Susan said, "Well, if you see him, tell him we're gonna need him for this." As she left, Abby and Carter wondered if it was the same guy from before had caused this accident since the last one was a hit and run.

Running out to the ambulance bay, Susan, Luka, and Haleh ran over to the first ambulance to arrive. "32 year old male," the EMT said, "Same guy as the hit and run before. Blood alcohol level of 0.18, BP 100/85, pulse ox 90." They quickly went inside and hurried to the recently vacated Trauma 1.

As the second ambulance came in, Carter, Abby, and Sam ran over to meet it. "27 year old male, BP 90/70, pulse ox—" "Oh my god," Abby cut him off, putting her hand over her mouth. Looking up at Carter, she said, "It's Ray."

When Ray woke up, all he was aware of was pain. When he realized where he was, he moaned slightly. Noticing, Carter spoke to him. "Ray," he said loudly so he could hear. "Can you hear me?"

Ray nodded as much as was allowed. "Do you remember what happened to you?" "It hurts," Ray moaned. "I know it hurts," Carter said patiently, "but can you tell me why it hurts?" Squeezing his eyes shut against the pain, Ray gasped out, "I was—my car—was hit—" Ray stopped short as it was too painful for him to even talk. Ray's breathing came in short gasps. "All right," Carter said. "Ray, we're going to have to intubate you."

As Ray began drifting towards unconsciousness, Abby came around with the ET tube. "Got it," Abby said a few seconds later. "Bag him," Carter said to her, moving around to get a better look at his arm.

A/N: And there you have it, Chapter 4. Now review, review, review! If you do, then I can feed the plot bunnies, because they need some sustenance. And once they get that sustenance, I can post the next chapter! Oh, yeah. And the guy who hit Ray -- That was a Mr. Runkle no-no.

PS: If you review, I will love you forever!

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