Helping Him
Chapter Six - Kerry
By Joanne
bucklind@hotmail.com

This is my first published fanfic, so please bear with me. I appreciate any feedback you have to offer, at bucklind@hotmail.com
I recognize that this story basically quotes May Day, with some exceptions, but that is not the focus on the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own ER or any of it’s characters. Warner Bros., NBC, Constant C and the writers do. I also recognize that I did not come up with all of the dialogue used in this story, and credit again, goes to the above mentioned sources. My thanks to Megan, for editing!

I have never felt so lonely and confused in my life. With Carol gone from the ER, now Carter. I don’t know how I’m going to deal with this. It was hard for me to tell if he truly believed he was addicted. It was natural to deny accusations and I couldn’t tell if he knew he was addicted or if he really thought he had every right to medicate himself the way he was. All I really know is that I did the hardest thing in my life today.

"Hey, Kerry, any news?" Elizabeth asked from behind. I knew

Mark was with her. They were going to go home, let it sink in.

"Peter called from the airport. Said that if Carter decides to get on, he’s going to Atlanta with him." I was so glad when Peter had called to tell me that. I hated the fact that I couldn’t trust Carter to go on his own.

"That’s good," Elizabeth said.

"Hey, how’s the pickings down here this evening?" Robert

Romano asked as he walked by. I couldn’t help but wonder if he knew.

"Oh, all right, Robert," I answered.

"Lizzie. Need you upstairs. Our guy needs a little more life-saving surgery," Robert said.

"Now?"

"Yup!" He walked away and turned around to look at us, as if asking if there was a little more we wanted to tell him. I couldn’t let him know, because it would be an entirely different situation if he was involved. I know Robert is capable of caring, but it isn’t something he’s very good at. He would feel it necessary to take disciplinary action. We can’t have that.

"Ok. Mark, I’ll see you at home. I’ll try not to wake you." So, they have started living together. At least they won’t be lonely.

"Want to go get something to eat, Kerry?" Mark asked.

"No, I want to make sure he got on," I answered.

"Ok. I think I’m going to call Carol tonight. Let her know what happened. Call me when you hear," Mark said, walking away. I sat looking at a chart and it was only then that I let a tear slip down from my eye.