The Right Match
Part Nine - Some Things Are For the Best
By Lisa Brown
ERDrLewis@aol.com
Okay, here's part nine. It's going to be the second to last one in the "Right Match" series. I've almost run out of things to have happen! I thought ten was a good number to stop at too. I'm working on ten now and it's turning out kinda different. I'll start a new series eventually, though, I can't keep away from ER fanfic for long! So, here's number nine, you know the act-I don't own anything!! No money is, was, or will ever be made off this fic. Previous can be found at:
A huge thanks to my editors, Christina, Kathy, and Zelia. You know the routine, I don't own anything that doesn't belong to me, namely the ER characters. Enjoy!
Carter drove his Jeep as fast as he could to Mercy Hospital. He almost ran two red lights and *did* run one. He was going to kill Jerry later for not telling him about Kerry's call. He finally got there, parked, and ran into the ER. He saw Kerry sitting in chairs waiting for him. She stood up when she saw him walking towards her.
"Hey. How are you?" Kerry asked with concern.
"I'm okay. Where is she?" Carter replied.
"She's in that room right there. I think she's sleeping though. Let me go find the doctor so she can tell you what happened. She knows better than I do," Kerry said, walking off.
Carter walked up to the room and looked in the window. There she was, sleeping peacefully. He smiled for a second seeing that she was alright.
"Carter?"
He turned around to see Kerry standing there with a doctor. "Carter, this is Dr. Rachel Wacks, she took care of Lucy when I brought her in."
"Hi, John Carter, nice to meet you," Carter said, extending a hand.
"Same here. You look familiar."
"I'm a resident in the ER over at County . . ."
She smiled. "That must be it then. Were you the father of Miss Knight's baby?"
"Just a good friend." Mercy wasn't that far from County, and he didn't want anything getting over there.
"Alright then. Lucy miscarried, and it's one of those that we're not sure of the reason of. Guess it was just meant to be. We ran some tests and we're waiting on those. But if all looks well, she won't have to be admitted and she can get out of here in a few hours."
"Thanks."
"You can go see her if you want. I have to go check on another patient now, but if you need anything, let me know," she said before walking off.
"I better get going too, my shift starts in forty-five minutes, and I have to go home first. If anything happens, page me, okay? Don't trust Jerry any more," Kerry said.
"Sure will. And Kerry? Thanks for everything. It was smart of you to bring her to Mercy."
"No problem. I wasn't stupid enough to bring her to County, don't worry. Talk to you later then," Kerry said as she walked off.
Carter stared in the window for a moment before walking in. When he got in, he saw that there were two beds, but Lucy was the only patient in there. Carter sat down in a chair that was sitting by Lucy's bed. He had been sitting there for a few minutes in silence when her eyes opened.
"Hey, sleepyhead," Carter said, smiling.
"Hey," Lucy said, sitting up. "They're running about a billion tests on me. CBC, Chem. 7, Crit-I even have an IV of saline," she said, holding up her hand and laughing.
"They just want to make sure you're alright." They sat there in silence for a moment. "Are you alright?"
Lucy sighed. "Yeah. It's better this way, right?"
"Yeah. They asked me if it was mine and I told them 'no'."
"Good. I was hoping you'd have the sense to do that. Did Kerry leave?"
"Yeah. She had to get to work."
"You okay?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'll be okay. It was a surprise, but I'll be fine."
"How did you get them to let you leave early?"
"I told them that I had a family emergency."
"Well, I suppose it is!" Lucy said. They laughed. All of a sudden, Dr. Wacks came back in the room.
"I see you woke up," she said to Lucy.
"Yeah. Are my labs back yet?"
"Yep. That's why I'm here. Everything looks okay. No problems. We'll just get that IV out and then you can go. If you have any problems or questions, just come back, okay?"
"Sure. Thanks again."
"No problem."
They finally arrived home after a whole bunch of paperwork that had to be filled out. Carter got out and opened the door for Lucy.
"Thanks," she said, smiling.
"No problem."
They walked into the house and found themselves alone. Kerry was still at work. "Are you hungry? I could fix us something to eat."
"John, you know you can't cook," Lucy said, smiling.
"Yeah, well I could make sandwiches. Turkey or something. Let's see," he said walking over to the refrigerator. "We have turkey or roast beef from the deli. Which do you want?"
"Turkey's fine," Lucy said, smiling.
"Okay. You want anything on it? Mayo, mustard, ketchup, anything?"
"I didn't know you could handle that too. Just the turkey and the bread will do," she said as her smile grew wider and she tried not to laugh.
He asked her further questions on what bread she wanted and if she wanted half of the sandwich or all of it. Lucy never knew so much was involved in making a sandwich. He finally put it on a plate and gave it to her. She took a bite and then said, "Mmm. You're a very good cook."
"Quit it. I see that smirk. I'm glad you like it though." The two sat at the table and ate their sandwiches.
When they were finished, Carter decided to wash the dishes. Lucy walked over to the sink and hoped up on the counter next to it. "Hey," he said.
"Hey. Did you know I'm a very lucky person?"
"Why is that?"
"Most guys wouldn't have gone through all this and still be with me."
"Yeah, well, I'm not 'most guys,'" Carter said, smiling.
"I know. But I'm still very lucky to be here with you."
Carter dried his hands and walked over to Lucy. "I'm lucky too," he whispered. He leaned over closer to her to give her a light kiss.
"Well, you're not going to be lucky tonight!" Lucy said. They laughed.
"I know, we're not supposed to right after a miscarriage."
"Yeah. John? What would you think if I took the psychiatry sub-I?"
"You know I wish you would be in the ER closer to me, but I'll support you in whatever you do."
"Good. Because I think I'm going to take it. And psych isn't too far from the ER. I'll still see you."
"I know. I'll still see you at home too, I hope."
"Of course."
"You know, we have been through a lot together."
"Yeah. Hiding our secret, the whole pregnancy bit, Roxanne, Dale, exam six, rumors. Everything. But you know what?"
"What?"
"I still love you."
"Good. Because I still love you too."
