"Oh, Kerry." Kate stepped outside the ambulance bay and saw her friend there. "Emily Pinchot. How she doing?"

"Severely dehydrated. Good call on that one. The tests came back right after you left." Kerry smiled. "I was beginning to wonder how long it would take them to figure out how dehydrated she was." She laced her arm in with Kate's. "Come on. How about a nice hot cup of coffee?"

"You buying?" Kate laughed.

"Yeah. I always buy the free cups of coffee." Kerry laughed back.

Just as they were about to enter the ER, the shriek of an ambulance reverberated behind them. The paramedics jumped off the bus and ran the stats down to the two doctors. They burst in the door and Kate shouted for Ray.

'What do we have?" Ray helped them push the gurney into Trauma 2.

"MVA. BP is 104 over 70. Breathing is labored and slow. Pulse ox is 90." The paramedic looked at Kate. "He's lost a lot of blood."

Kate looked at the young man. "What did he do? Play chicken with a train?"

"According to witnesses." The paramedic yelled back.

"And looks like he lost." Ray snapped on some gloves. "We're going to need to intubate." Ray made quick work of the intubation. "Come on, buddy. Let's see some life."

"He's crashing!" Sam yelled.

"We need the defibulator." Ray grabbed the paddles. "200. Charge!" He sent shocks through the young man's body, but nothing. "250. Charge!" Again, nothing. Ray tried one more time at 300, but the young man didn't respond. He looked up at the clock, snapped off the gloves and pronounced. "Time of death 2206." He walked out and Kate followed him. "I want a tox screen on him before the samples deteriorate. See what he was on, if anything."

"Okay. I'll have Sam draw some blood and send it stat." She turned her back. "You okay, Ray?"

"I'm fine." He walked into the staff lounge.

Kate found Sam. "Pull a tox screen. Ray thinks he may have been on something."

"Got it." Sam smiled a weak smile.

She watched as Kate made her way into the staff lounge. Kate saw Ray staring out the window. "You sure you're fine?"

"Yeah. I am." Ray glanced back at her.

"Why aren't you acting fine then?" She poured herself a cup of coffee and stood next to him.

"What type of medicine did you really study because you seem to have a grasp on the human nature." He spoke soft.

"I'm the youngest of 8 kids, Ray. You learn really quick to read people. So, what's wrong?"

Ray sighed. "That was, uh…that was one of the guys I was in the band with. Justin." Ray hung his head. "I couldn't save him. I'm a fucking doctor and…"

"You can't save them all, Ray." Kate soothed. "I remember when Sara died. I was doing my rotation in the ER and they brought her in. He had beaten her pretty badly." Ray saw a sadness in Kate's eyes. "Despite everything we did, she died. I was torn apart, Ray. My oldest sister, the one who inspired me to become a doctor, died and for the longest time, I blamed myself. Kerry told me that you can't save them all and you usually discover that only when it's someone you know."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"It's okay. Why don't you go home? Have a couple beers. Cry. Throw things. Whatever. Take some time, Ray." She softly rubbed his back.

"I can't."

"I'm telling you to."

"It's not…it's just…" He sighed in frustration. "If I do, I'll think too much on it and that won't do any of us any good. If you don't mind, I'd rather stay."

"Okay. But, don't rush yourself in getting back out there, okay? Take a long lunch or something. Clear your head because there will be more traumas that will need you." She kissed his cheek and left.

Ray watched her leave. She was fascinating to him and he wondered if he stood a chance with her. Even the innuendos of the previous night hadn't convinced him.