Rampage
"It's all the same guy?" Kerry got a nod in response. "Doctor Greene went home?" Another nod. "Okay, prep the trauma, exam rooms. You know the drill."
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"Doctor Weaver."
"What..." Kerry shook her head. They'd been slammed all day. She thought that she'd seen Kim, but, then again, she still wasn't quite ready to see the blonde. "I'm sorry Randi. What is it?"
"Romano fired Kim."
"Please tell me you're kidding." Randi shook her head, but before Randi or Kerry could say anything more Haleh rushed up to them. "The bastard shot Adele."
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"Can we talk Kerry?"
Kerry shook her head, "About what? Lori?"
"Lori?"
Kerry managed to make her escape, diving back into a trauma.
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"He's stable? Uh, Derek Fossen?" Kerry nodded, saving the question about if Kim really had been fired, "After I see him, can we talk?"
Kerry met Kim's eyes. Finally she nodded, "Yes, we should, after. Right now, Abby's in there..."
"You're coming?"
Kerry nodded, "Usually I wouldn't, but yes. C'mon. I'll introduce you to the monster who paralyzed Adele." Kerry practically knocked the glass out of the trauma doors as she slammed her way into the room.
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"He's in there..."
"What?" Romano looked between Randi and Haleh.
Randi stared towards the trauma room. "The shooter... he's in there with Kim, Kerry and Abby."
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"You're too good." Kerry didn't respond and Derek Fossen turned his attention to Kim. "And you... you helped that bastard take away my boy. WHERE'S MY BOY!" He pointed the gun at the blonde. "You have kids..." Kim didn't move, "Nah, you look too uppity to have kids. Like your room perfectly straight and narrow. But still, maybe you'll be useful."
He rolled off the gurney, pulling out his IVs. Kerry tried to get between him and Kim, but she was thrown back as a giant bang echoed through the room. Abby practically dove for the red head.
Kim gave an involuntary yell and tried to go for Kerry as well, but was yanked up by Derek. He put his gun to the back of her neck and as a pair they stumbled from the room into the main part of the ER.
He shouted at everyone gathered at the admit desk. "Did you call the police."
There were nods, but it was Randi who stepped forward, "They'll kill you, you asshole."
Derek just laughed and stumbled out the door. Randi's eyes went back to the trauma room as Abby's voice pierced the air. "I need help in here. Now, now, NOW."
Randi growled, "You're the doctors, he shot her damnit, get in there already." They started moving and Randi mumbled, "Lousy buncha..."
Everyone was spurred into action. They crowded into the room. Benton took charge, telling Mark, Dave and others to get the hell out of the room. Finding where she'd been shot, everyone trying to push down the feelings they were feeling and just work on her.
Abby tripped over something, slamming hands first into the wall. She immediately stripped off her gloves and threw them out as Benton snapped, "If you can't work, leave."
Abby closed her eyes, took a breath, "No... no... I'm fine."
"Good. Then give me her vitals."
It was bloody. It was bad.
On the other hand, outside the hospital Derek didn't know what hit him. He went down, a uniform swept in and pulled Kim to the side as they checked to make sure that he was dead. Kim could have told him that he was. She had felt the heat of the bullet, or at least she had imagined that she'd felt the heat of the bullet.
Kim fought against the uniform, not even seeing his face. "She's in there, she's dying... you have to let me go." She thrashed, pulled, pushed, but she couldn't slip free. "Please... please... let me go."
"Not on your life sister."
Kim looked up into the same blue eyes that were in her face. "Cur... Curtis?" She buried her face in his chest. Mumbling, "He shot her, he... he shot Kerry."