"And argon, krypton, neon, radon, xenon, zinc, and rhodium, And chlorine, carbon, cobalt, copper, tungsten, tin, and sodium. These are the only ones of which the news has come to Harvard, And there may be many others, but they haven't been discarvard."

Carlos laughed as his nephew finished the hilarious song. "You do know that I think now there are more..."

Henry rolled his eyes as he cut off Carlos, "That the song is missing elements one oh three to one eighteen, yeah Uncle Carlos. Duh..."

Carlos shook his head, "Sometimes buddy..." He trailed off, "You've got so much of your mother in you it I'm just astounded kiddo."

Henry frowned, "Mama Sandy?"

Carlos chuckled, "Oh, you've got her too... nope. I'm talking about Mama Kerry in you. 'Cause, I know that none of my family is that smart."

Henry shrugged, "Mama never cared if I was smart or sporty, or whatever."

Carlos ruffled Henry's hair, "I know, but, still..." and gave him a whack on the shoulder, "Quite a bit of her got in there anyway bud."

Henry shrugged, "Whatever."

Carlos smiled to himself.

oOOOOo

"Are they still there?"
Jerry gave Abby a nod as they both walked out of the Doctor's lounge. "Yep. Still there. Should I remove them?"

Abby sighed and shook her head, "No. Let them be for now."

Morris looked up as Abby and Jerry got to the Admit desk. "Incoming. A plane, a biz jet I think, or something, went down just around the corner."

"Into buildings?"

Morris nodded, "Yep. So far 4 are en route to us. Two major, two minor."

"Trauma rooms?"

"Ready..."

"Where's Greene?"

Rachel spoke up from one side as she jogged up, "Here."

"Stick with Morris. Haleh..."

"Triage with Doctor Morris, what was the reason you didn't want the Chief of the ER position again Doctor Lockhart."

Abby raised her eyebrows, "Because then I couldn't tell you to stuff it Haleh. Where's..."

Doctor Julia Wise, Chief Resident appeared. "Sorry, long l... doesn't matter."

"You're in Trauma two."

Julia nodded, covering up her surprise, "Do we call in the Chief, Dave? Others?"

Abby paused for a moment, then started towards the Trauma rooms, "Jerry, call in both Dave and Kerry, but, hold off on..."

Jerry interrupted Abby, "Dave's on his way, but, I can't reach Kerry..."

"Pratt..."

"Doctor Lockhart?"

"Do you think between you and the interns you can deal with the minor injuries?"

Chaz Pratt nodded his head just a bit too enthusiastically, "Yes ma'... yes Doctor Lockhart."

The sirens got closer and closer, then stopped. After a moment the ER doors banged open and the circus began. Morris yelled after the first two EMTs in, "Trauma one." After a moment another stretcher came rolling in and went towards Trauma 2.

Abby looked up when the first stretcher came into her trauma room and frowned, "Kerry?"

Kerry was on top of the stretcher, pumping at the person on the stretcher's chest. "Who's in Trauma 2?"

"Kerry..."

"Who, Is. In. Trauma 2 Abigail?"

"Ah... Wise, Julia."

Kerry climbed off of the person as the doctors and nurses swarmed towards the stretcher. She nearly fell as she put her full weight on her right leg. She put her hands out towards the nurse who tried to help her, "Stop. Save him, and call neuro for a consult. He was the pilot."

"Where are you..." Abby didn't get an answer as Kerry limped through the doors connecting the two Trauma rooms. Abby spoke to the EMT who was nearly out of the room, "Who the hell is in the next room. Please tell me it's not Henry, or Lee, or Carlos?"

"Ah... a blonde?"

Abby closed her eyes for a half a second, "Oh damn."