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    Ten Degrees of Separation – (Chapter: Recasting the Primal Scene)

    Story written on February 4, 2006 by slb04.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=11163
    Author Notes:

    This would never happen in a million years. Or might it?

     

    "When did this happen? And how did I not know?"

     

    Temper fracturing, she shot back, "Gee… I guess I didn’t exactly feel obligated to consult you about my social schedule considering you were the one who told me that you didn’t want to be my girlfriend."

     

    Carter’s eyes narrowed and his face began a slow burn that would have put a flare to shame. "You better be careful using that word around Legaspi. She’s likely to take it literally."

     

    "I could do worse." A measured beat. "I have before."

     

    "Does Luka know about this newfound fascination you have with the good Dr. Legs? Or maybe I should warn him that he’s got some competition coming around the bend."

     

    The conversation had not just veered over the ad hominem line, it had cleared it with several feet to spare. Before things could get any further out of hand, Abby put up a placating hand. "Are you really that angry with me?" she asked softly, at a loss for how to reach him.

     

    "I’m not angry with you."

     

    Abby rolled her eyes at the blatant untruth. "Carter…"

     

    "You think I’m lying?" He folded his arms tightly and snorted derisively. "Great. Now I’m angry and a liar."

     

    "Carter…"

     

    A spread of warmth emanated suddenly from the base of her spine, accompanied by a gentle pressure of fingers whose shape she was coming to know well. Relaxing minutely into the reassuring touch, Abby looked up into the placid reflection of Kim’s blue eyes. "I’m sorry to interrupt," she said quietly. "But could I borrow you for a second? I need some help with a patient in Exam 1." Kim glanced at Carter briefly, her eyes taking in his rigid posture with studied nonchalance. "Do you mind, Dr. Carter?"

     

    "No, I was just looking for Malik, actually." He smiled blandly. "She’s all yours. Now, if you’ll excuse me."

     

    Her hand still lightly on the small of Abby’s back, she guided the nurse through the swinging doors of the exam room. "Where’s the patient?" Abby asked, glancing around the empty room in surprise.

     

    "Already discharged," Kim confessed. "Feel free to slap me down for doing this, but Carter’s face was the color of freshly exsanguinated blood and you were wearing that incredulous sneer you usually get right before you go off on somebody." She held out her hands supplicatingly. "I thought a quiet intervention might be in order."

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    1. I have to admit that I stopped watching ER several years ago, but after reading this, two things came to mind. 1. If I could have watched this story, with this dialogue on my TV screen I would still be watching faithfully each and every week. 2. This was a great reminder of why I shouldn’t ever work in a hospital…way too much gossip!!!! LOL Wonderful story…beautiful writing. Thank you for posting this here. And thank you for inspiring Jacky. The degrees of separation continue to prove true. While you were writing this, did you ever think that because of someone somewhere reading it, that a fan site would be established for a completely different show, that would in turn change thousands of lives all around the world? I know, amazing isn’t it…the power of a story. Thanks again.

    2. I have to admit that I stopped watching ER several years ago, but after reading this, two things came to mind. 1. If I could have watched this story, with this dialogue on my TV screen I would still be watching faithfully each and every week. 2. This was a great reminder of why I shouldn’t ever work in a hospital…way too much gossip!!!! LOL Wonderful story…beautiful writing. Thank you for posting this here. And thank you for inspiring Jacky. The degrees of separation continue to prove true. While you were writing this, did you ever think that because of someone somewhere reading it, that a fan site would be established for a completely different show, that would in turn change thousands of lives all around the world? I know, amazing isn’t it…the power of a story. Thanks again.

    5. Gosh! This is fantastic. I love all the characters on ER and you’ve done a truly excellent job with all the conflicting emotions and the power of irresistible forces of attraction between Abby and Kim. I enjoyed every word.

    6. Gosh! This is fantastic. I love all the characters on ER and you’ve done a truly excellent job with all the conflicting emotions and the power of irresistible forces of attraction between Abby and Kim. I enjoyed every word.

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