This is my new series that comes directly after the Weak Link Series
By Alyssa
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters, the lovely people at NBC do. Both parts of the Title are the names of Beatles Songs. Parts of their lyrics
will be in the story. This is a continuation of ‘The Weak Link’ series.
Dave walked into the ER, not even looking at the admit desk (though plenty
people at the admit desk looked at him). Instead, he headed directly towards the
lounge. He walked through the door and directly to the couch, not even
acknowleding Abbey, who was getting some coffee. Trying to act as though at a leisure pace, Abbey filled her cup and slowly went over to sit on a chair. “Hey
Dave.” She said causually. Dave looked at her for the first time and merely
shook his head. “Dave, somethings wrong. I can tell.”
Dave looked at her a moment. He had already decided not to tell anybody, but
then he remembered what Bill the pysch guy had said. He sighed and leaned back, preparing himself for ‘Oh I’m so sorry!’ s and ‘Oh that’s too bad!’ s.
“I was evicted.” Dave said plainly. Abbey’s jaw dropped open slightly, as though
to take a drink of her coffee.
“What?” She asked, bewildered.
“I was evicted,” Dave repeated. “I’ve been behind on my bills practically ever
since I moved in. I missed the last couple of months completely.”
Abbey waited a moment, trying to register everything. “How could they?” Abbey
finally asked, full of contempt. “You’ve been in the hospital so much lately
they have to give you some more time.”
“What money I had the medical bills wiped out. I couldn’t make those payments or
any more for a long time. I knew, my landlord knew. “He’s just trying to make a
living.” Dave tried to explain. Abbey didn’t understand him, or how he could be
so forgiving.
“Plus,” Dave added, as if to sway her more, “He’s letting me store my stuff at
his place until I find somewhere to live.”
There was a long silence. Neither of them really knew what to say. Then suddenly Abbey’s mind switched back in gear. “Well, where are you going to
live?” Abbey asked. She went to the first person she could think of. “How about
Kerry? You could live where Carter used to.” Dave looked at her with a doubtful
look.
“Live with Cheif? We’d probably end up killing each other.” Dave answered.
“What about Carter?” Abbey asked, determined to find some one Dave could stay
with.
“You mean live with Carter and his ‘Gamma’ ?” Dave asked, another skeptical look
on his face.
“Why not?” Abbey continued. “I’m sure they’d let you. And anything is better
then Kerry.” Dave could agree to that.
~~~
GET BACK! GET BACK!
GET BACK TO WHERE YOU ONCE BELONGED.
~~~
Almost as soon as Carter entered the ER, Abbey was on him.
“How are you doing Abbey?” Carter asked her pleasantly while turning for the
lounge.
“Yeah, I heard you were on.” Abbey responded, totally ignoring his greeting.
“So, have you talked to Dave yet?” she continued.
“No, what’s up with him now? Was he hit by a train?” Carter asked. He had
meant this as a joke, but the look on Abbey’s face told him she wasn’t taking it as
one. “OK Abbey. What is it?” he asked as he started to unlock his locker.
Abbey took a deep breath then started. “Dave was evicted. I’m was trying to find
him some place to stay for a while and I thought of you. Do you think someone could stay with you for a while if they needed to?”
Carter was a little shaken by this, but answered honestly. “Yeah, sure I guess. If it was OK with Gamma.”
“Good so you’ll ask her.” Abbey said, looking him in the eye unrelentlessly.
“Sure, right after I get ready.”
~~~
Right after John got ready he was bombarded by Kerry and a ton of patients and
paper work. It wasn’t until he saw Dave later that day that he even remembered.
Dave was carrying some a small back pack and was heading towards the lounge.
Carter put the chart he was holding back down and headed towards the lounge.
Dave was standing by his locker trying to fit the back pack into it.
“Hi, Dave.” Carter said, more to announce his presence than as an actual greeting. Dave turned slightly.
“Oh, hey Carter.” Then he continued to punch and jam the back pack in. Carter
stood for a moment, trying to carefully word what he was about to say, then decided to just get to it.
“Abbey told me about your, ah, situation. If you’re still looking for a place to
stay, I’m sure my Gamma would let you stay with us.”
Dave just grunted as he finally was able to get his back pack in. He turned to face Carter.
“I am still looking for a place, actually.” he said. Carter nodded.
“So, I’ll call Gamma if you’d like.” Carter said slowly.
“Sure, I’ll be in the Cafeteria.” Dave said, then he walked briskly past Carter
and out the door.
~~~
JO JO WAS A MAN WHO THOUGHT HE WAS A LONER,
BUT HE KNEW IT COULDN'T LAST.
JO JO LEFT HIS HOME IN TUCSON, ARIZONA,
FOR SOME CALIFORNIA GRASS.
GET BACK! GET BACK!
GET BACK TO WHERE YOU ONCE BELONGED.
GET BACK! GET BACK!
GET BACK TO WHERE YOU ONCE BELONGED.
~~~
Dave was sitting the cafeteria with a cup of coffe clutched in between his two
hands. He was, very enthutiastically, staring at the swirling white of the cream
he’d just put in when someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around to see the sympathetically smiling Jing Mei.
“Hi Jing Mei.”
“Hey Dave. May I sit?” she asked, already pulling back the chair next to his.
“Sure.” He answered, trying to return to his staring.
“Dave,” Jing Mei started. “I know we haven’t always been on good terms, But I
think we could be friends.”
“Sure, whatever you say.” Dave answered frigidly.
“Dave. I heard you were evicted.” Jing Mei said plainly.
“Good news travels fast.” Dave answered.
“Listen Dave, if you ever need anything, anything at all, feel free to call me.”
Jing Mei said, keeping her patience. Dave turned from his coffee and looked at her.
“I will.” He kept staring at her, and she stared back for a moment.
“OK Dave, I really should be getting back to work.” Jing Mei said, standing up
again.
“Yeah.” Dave said softly and waved her off.
After she left he returned to his coffee. He few weeks ago Jing Mei barely
acknowledged his existence, and now she was nice and supportive. All he had to do was try to kill
himself, get beat up, and go mildly insane.
~~~
I'M SO TIRED, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO,
I'M SO TIRED, MY MIND IS SET ON YOU.
I WONDER SHOULD I CALL YOU,
BUT I KNOW WHAT YOU WOULD DO.
YOU'D SAY I'M PUTTING YOU ON,
BUT IT'S NO JOKE, IT'S DOING ME HARM.
YOU KNOW I CAN'T SLEEP, I CAN'T STOP MY BRAIN,
YOU KNOW IT'S THREE WEEKS, I'M GOING INSANE.
YOU KNOW I'D GIVE YOU EV'RYTHING I'VE GOT
FOR A LITTLE PEACE OF MIND.
I'D GIVE YOU EV'RYTHING I'VE GOT
FOR A LITTLE PEACE OF MIND.
~~~
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