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Chapter 2
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Previously…
Carter and Susan get ready to return to County
Abby and Joe are involved in a car accident and Sam and Pratt are in shock
"What the hell happened?" Sam was in shock she stared down at her friend. They didn't get along at first, but over time they became good friends. She couldn't believe what a mess Abby was in.
"Let's get a CBC, chem. panel, toxscreen, blood alcohol level, chest film, lets get an ultrasound in here, and call down x-ray." Pratt read off the list of tests and acted like Abby was any other patient, but she wasn't.
Ever since Joe's accident in the park, Abby's life had gone downhill way too fast. Luka was still in Croatia, and couldn't be reached during Joe's tests. Abby was in shock and felt like millions of bricks were on her shoulder. She couldn't handle the pressure.
"Toxscreen and BAL are back. No drugs in her system, but her BAL is .07. She's an alcoholic Pratt. Not good." Sam looked the attending with concern. Joe's accident couldn't have been the only problem.
The trauma room doors open and Morris walks in seeing Pratt and Sam stare at each other. He was confused. "What do you have?"
Neither replied. They both continued to work on the patient in silence occasionally looking up at each other. They worked carefully and cautiously.
Morris still stood at the door. "What do you have Pratt?"
"Morris run and do not stop, run and get Neela and Dubenko. GO!" Morris ran. He didn't know why, but Pratt's tone of voice was one not worth questioning.
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Neela ran down the stairs the instant Morris told her about the trauma. All she knew was the Pratt and Sam needed a surgical consult. There wasn't time to wait for the elevator, so she sprinted down the stairs. By the time she reached the E.R. she was completely out of breath, but continued on.
"What do we have Pratt?"
"Stay there a sec Neela." She saw the tone in his voice. It was mixed with being scared and angry.
"What the hell is going on Greg?"
"Neela, before you freak, well you should, but don't. It's Abby."
"Oh god." Neela slide to the floor. Tears came out of her eyes like waterfalls. She knew she should have seen this coming. Neela turned a bind eye on her friend when she needed her the most.
Neela knew she started drinking again. Neela knew she was an alcoholic. She knew everything. She knew about the phone call from the random hospital in Missouri. She knew Abby's mother was in that hospital off her meds. She knew about the call from Luka. She knew his father was getting worse. Neela knew. And now, Abby was on the gurney with tubes and wire coming out of her limp body. Neela could have done something. It was her fault Michael went back to Iraq, it was her fault Meg died, it was her fault Ray's legs were missing, and now it was her fault Abby was in this state.
Morris, who was still not in the know, came back into the trauma room. He first saw Neela on the floor with her swollen red eyes, and then he saw Pratt and Sam working on the patient.
"It's Abby Morris." Neela was sobbing while she attempted to say this. Morris was in shock for a minute, but got up and got a hold of Dubenko for surgery. Someone had to keep it cool for all of them.
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"She's out of surgery." Dubenko came walking out of the OR and saw Sam, Pratt, Morris and Neela waiting in the waiting room for news on their friend. "She's going to be alright. You should probably call Luka and tell him to go home. She's going to need a physc consult, and someone needs to watch Joe while she is here."
Neela would obviously watch Joe. She was his Auntie Neela anyway, but still Abby shouldn't be in this mess. She walked up to the Nursery and made sure Joe was discharged properly and went to check on Abby who has still not awoken from surgery. She brought Joe back to Abby's hoping that tomorrow she would be up.
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