Summary: Ray and Sarah get on with their daily life. Featuring the much-anticipated wedding of Abby and John. Sequel to Breath of Life. Please read it before, or it gets confusing…

Disclaimer: ER is not mine. If it were, then Carter would not be leaving. And Abby and Carter would be married already. And I would be with Ray…

Author's Note: People like it. Yeah! So yah, here is the débuts of my friends in my stories…except for Thought, 'cause yah, if you read Unexpected Two, you'll know why.

Beat of Life

"…So yeah, now Ray has to meet with Mr. Dubois. This is going to be totally stupid," Sarah said to a group of girls as she walked through the cafeteria. "He's going to be here in twenty minutes."

"Okay, wow, you're screwed," a blond girl wearing lots of pink, said.

"Thanks for your support, Sammy!" Sarah replied.

The group of girls caught snippets of conversations as they walked across the cafeteria to their regular table. "Yah, to get away from lightning in the middle of a field you have to crouch on one foot, and somersault away…" "There's no lock on the S.A.T."

"Okay, what is wrong with our school? Because those conversations were just a tiny bit odd. And this …meat?… looks just a little bit like dead cat," the tall, dark haired Mia stated.

"Hello…back to the whole trig situation."

"Well Sarah, you were failing advanced placement trig," a guy named Trent obviously pointed out.

"Thank you captain obvious," Sarah retorted.

"It'll be okay, Sarah," The pink streaked Arya said.

"Thank you, Arya. Now, I got to go meet Ray at the front doors. See you all later," Sarah took her tray and put it on the garbage can. She ran towards the front doors to see Ray walking in. "Are you ready to see the human stink bomb. He seriously doesn't shower at all."

"Really…" Ray answered, rolling his eyes. Sarah led Ray down the hall towards the trigonometry classroom. An overweight, bald, rather badly dressed man greeted them. He stuck out his hand to shake Ray's.

"Hi, I'm Jacque Dubois. You must be Mr. Barnett," The man incorrectly assumed.

Ray stuck out his hand to shake Mr. Dubois'. "It's Dr. Barnett, actually."

"Yes, well Dr. Barnett, as you are aware, your sister's grades have been less then acceptable this past term. Now normally I speak to a child's parents about this, not their siblings."

"I am Sarah's legal guardian as well as her brother," Ray answered, slightly perturbed by the little bald man.

"I see, well Sarah's grades have been have consistently been slipping, since she arrived here. And I looked at her transcripts from her school in Las Vegas…" Mr. Dubois spoke, but was cut off by the over hyper Sarah.

"Ohhh, could I see those?" Both men shot a glance at her, Mr. Dubois' a look of annoyance; Ray's a look of laughter. Mr. Dubois continued on.

"As I was saying, her transcript from Las Vegas says she had a 89 average in trigonometry, yet her average here is just over half that. I believe that she's just not applying herself."

"No, I really don't get it. And you won't help me."

"Really, how do you forget trigonometry in a cross country move?"

"Mr. Dubois, are you aware of how Sarah came to Chicago?"

"No, I am not, but don't believe that that makes a difference. She's just not applying herself. She's disruptive in class…" Ray shot a look at Sarah.

"Mr. Dubois…Sarah came to Chicago because she was kidnapped and dumped in a park. Her parents were drug dealers and users, and it was found out that we were siblings when my parents told me I was adopted. If you cannot see why she might be having trouble in class, sir…" Ray dropped off, hoping that the teacher would get the idea.

"Yes, I'm sure that this is the truth, Dr. Barnett. As I was saying…" the teacher looked annoyed by the act of 'defiance' by the grown man.

"Sir, excuse me, but do you not believe me? Because I can assure you that it is the truth," Ray was upset at being called a liar. An occasional hobo, okay, but not a lair.

"Dr. Barnett, Sarah has already professed an aptitude in telling stories, and I'm starting to believe that this is genetic," Ray had had enough. He had called Sarah lazy, and now a liar, and Ray a liar. He couldn't take it anymore. Ray had his hands balled up in a fist, his knuckles turning white. Now he couldn't take it anymore. His punch landed on his nose, instantly snapping it sideways, making it gush blood. A science teacher walked by the room, and looked inside, and said something about the paperwork he would now have to do, and accompanied the trigonometry teacher to the teacher's lounge. Ray and Sarah quickly left the room, knowing that the repercussions would haunt them.

Author's Note: Yeah, and so ends the appearance of Mr. O'Hanley. I'm hoping and praying you know what to do…but if you don't it is to click the button.