Post by jehkovac on Jun 6, 2009 14:16:43 GMT 10
Well... This is my first "long" fict...so be nice with me..
^^
It takes place on season 14. Everything happen like in the series till some point.
It's a bit different to other ficts...you'll see it!!
My mother language isn't English, so if there's any mistakes you can let me know!
Let me know what you think
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Please Forgive Me
What’s this warm feeling on my chest? A feeling? How is it possible? What’s this noise? Is it a heart beat? How can it be? How can a heart that have been frozen it entire existence start beating now??
What’s this feeling? Is it love?
Oh love, powerful love, an emotion that never bothered me before, not until I met them.
Cook Country General Hospital a place where I always have a job to do and it was there that I saw her again, what I thought would be the last time. She was trying to save a man, but I knew she wouldn’t accomplish. I put my hands on his body and took his soul with me. His soul stayed by my side while we saw her working on him. After 30 minutes she was still there giving his body drugs and shocking him. The others doctors and nurses in the room tried to tell her it was over, that he was dead. Indeed he was. However she wouldn’t listen to them, she wouldn’t stop working on him, and she wouldn’t give up. Her eyes never leaving the body she continued doing compressions on his chest. I gave him a last task before we leave. I told him to put his hands on her shoulder. He did it and she stopped the compressions.
“Time of death 9:36 p.m..”
She took out her gloves and tosses them on the trash before leaving the room. She couldn’t stay there anymore. She had to clear her mind. She rushed in the directions of the stairs; she was going to the roof of the hospital, that’s when I remembered that I’ve seen she doing it before.
She was eleven years old. She was on the roof, tears going down her face. The sound of the machines still lingering on her mind. Her mother had tried it again. She had taken many pills; she tried to kill herself once more. Little Abby knew it was because of the disease, but she couldn’t stand doing it every time, running to find help with her crying brother on her arms, it was too much.
She was still in the roof looking down at the city when the doctor found her.
“Hey…” He put a hand on her shoulders what made her look at him. He saw her tears and brushed them out of her face. “Your mother is stable now. We are taking her to the room; she’s going to be okay.” She nodded and turned her head forward again. “Your brother is sleeping on the longue, the nurse is with him don’t worry. Come on, I’ll take you to see your mom.”
They walked back to the hospital. In her eyes you could see relief, but you could see hurt too. She hated not being able to help, she hated feeling useless and tonight, so many years later, she felt like this again.
Now she was at the roof again. The image of the man on the gurney and his last words going on and on in her mind.
‘Tell my wife that I’m sorry, that I love her.’ And she had replied.
‘No, I’m going to help you and you tell her yourself.’
She had promised she would help him and now he was ….
The rain started to pour but she didn’t care, she just had to be alone for a while. There was to much happening these last few days.
“You’re going to get a cold.” She heard someone saying behind her. She knew it was Luka, but she didn’t dare to turn around. She was afraid of what he was going to say. “I know Joe is still little but I have to do this.” He paused waiting for a reply that didn’t come. “I’ll leave tomorrow afternoon. I’ll drop him off at your home in the morning.” He was almost at the door when she spoke.
“Luka…” She turned to look at him. Tears were going down her check. She was losing him and it was all her fault. “Please, don’t go. I…I understand you can’t forgive me, but it’s too dangerous there.” He was still with his back turned to her. “I’ll do whatever you want, you need…but I don’t want to see you hurt.”
“I’m already hurt…” He whispered and continued his way to the doors. He felt his eyes getting wet, his heart was aching. It was hard to leave her, but it was too difficult to forgive her. When she told him what happened it was like something died inside him. He was taking care of his dying father, for god sacks, how could she be so selfish?
“Luka, please…” He could still hear her saying before closing the door. He closed his eyes for some minutes to stop the tears of going down. He loved her. He still loved her, but every time he thought things were going back to normal, every time he would kiss her or touch her, images of her and Morreti would appear on his mind. He hated feeling this way, like he couldn’t trust her, he hated feeling jealous. He hated not being able to forgive her.
^^
It takes place on season 14. Everything happen like in the series till some point.
It's a bit different to other ficts...you'll see it!!
My mother language isn't English, so if there's any mistakes you can let me know!
Let me know what you think
---------------------------------------
Please Forgive Me
What’s this warm feeling on my chest? A feeling? How is it possible? What’s this noise? Is it a heart beat? How can it be? How can a heart that have been frozen it entire existence start beating now??
What’s this feeling? Is it love?
Oh love, powerful love, an emotion that never bothered me before, not until I met them.
Cook Country General Hospital a place where I always have a job to do and it was there that I saw her again, what I thought would be the last time. She was trying to save a man, but I knew she wouldn’t accomplish. I put my hands on his body and took his soul with me. His soul stayed by my side while we saw her working on him. After 30 minutes she was still there giving his body drugs and shocking him. The others doctors and nurses in the room tried to tell her it was over, that he was dead. Indeed he was. However she wouldn’t listen to them, she wouldn’t stop working on him, and she wouldn’t give up. Her eyes never leaving the body she continued doing compressions on his chest. I gave him a last task before we leave. I told him to put his hands on her shoulder. He did it and she stopped the compressions.
“Time of death 9:36 p.m..”
She took out her gloves and tosses them on the trash before leaving the room. She couldn’t stay there anymore. She had to clear her mind. She rushed in the directions of the stairs; she was going to the roof of the hospital, that’s when I remembered that I’ve seen she doing it before.
She was eleven years old. She was on the roof, tears going down her face. The sound of the machines still lingering on her mind. Her mother had tried it again. She had taken many pills; she tried to kill herself once more. Little Abby knew it was because of the disease, but she couldn’t stand doing it every time, running to find help with her crying brother on her arms, it was too much.
She was still in the roof looking down at the city when the doctor found her.
“Hey…” He put a hand on her shoulders what made her look at him. He saw her tears and brushed them out of her face. “Your mother is stable now. We are taking her to the room; she’s going to be okay.” She nodded and turned her head forward again. “Your brother is sleeping on the longue, the nurse is with him don’t worry. Come on, I’ll take you to see your mom.”
They walked back to the hospital. In her eyes you could see relief, but you could see hurt too. She hated not being able to help, she hated feeling useless and tonight, so many years later, she felt like this again.
Now she was at the roof again. The image of the man on the gurney and his last words going on and on in her mind.
‘Tell my wife that I’m sorry, that I love her.’ And she had replied.
‘No, I’m going to help you and you tell her yourself.’
She had promised she would help him and now he was ….
The rain started to pour but she didn’t care, she just had to be alone for a while. There was to much happening these last few days.
“You’re going to get a cold.” She heard someone saying behind her. She knew it was Luka, but she didn’t dare to turn around. She was afraid of what he was going to say. “I know Joe is still little but I have to do this.” He paused waiting for a reply that didn’t come. “I’ll leave tomorrow afternoon. I’ll drop him off at your home in the morning.” He was almost at the door when she spoke.
“Luka…” She turned to look at him. Tears were going down her check. She was losing him and it was all her fault. “Please, don’t go. I…I understand you can’t forgive me, but it’s too dangerous there.” He was still with his back turned to her. “I’ll do whatever you want, you need…but I don’t want to see you hurt.”
“I’m already hurt…” He whispered and continued his way to the doors. He felt his eyes getting wet, his heart was aching. It was hard to leave her, but it was too difficult to forgive her. When she told him what happened it was like something died inside him. He was taking care of his dying father, for god sacks, how could she be so selfish?
“Luka, please…” He could still hear her saying before closing the door. He closed his eyes for some minutes to stop the tears of going down. He loved her. He still loved her, but every time he thought things were going back to normal, every time he would kiss her or touch her, images of her and Morreti would appear on his mind. He hated feeling this way, like he couldn’t trust her, he hated feeling jealous. He hated not being able to forgive her.