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the peace of wild things
November 11, 1999

my phone rang about three times. i finally hobbled out of bed and answered it.
"hello?" i groaned
it was malik
"we need you here asap"
"i'm not sure i'll be much help, malik"
"weaver wants you to work the desk"
i closed my eyes "i'll be there in 15"
i stretched a white long sleeve shirt over my head along with my notorious maternity scrubs. i even had to wear men's scrub pants too now.
i tied up my hair and finally headed out the door. i couldn't even put on my shoes anymore, i had to treck around in ugly slip on shoes.
the rain pelted down on the windows. i could've sworn it was spring by the amount pouring down on me. it was so heavy it almost took my umbrella out.

"we need you working the desk, now" kerry shouted
"what happened here?"
"nursing home fire" she shouted, running down the hall.
"do you want me to see patients?" i asked mark
"aren't you supposed to be on bed rest?"
i rolled my eyes
the phone started ringing.
"er?" i answered the phone
"is my mom at your hospital?"
i let out a sigh
"what's the name, ma'am?"
i could tell this was going to be a long day..
———
later, an explosion happened in one of the trauma rooms. it's never a full moment down here. i guess, someone forgot to turn the bunsen burner off up in the lab.
i was irrigating marks face. i guess, he was in the trauma room when it exploded..
"the craziest things happen to you" i smiled
"i'm glad i'm not the only one who thinks that" he laughed
i continued to rinse his lac.
"so, talked to doug in awhile?"
i pursed my lips. 
"haven't spoken to him in a couple months"
"i'm sorry" mark said
"it's not his fault"
"he leaves messages on my machine all the time"
tears started welling up in my eyes.
"it seems that he purposely calls me when he knows i'm not home"
"i just miss him"
"i leave messages here and there back to him but we haven't actually spoken to each other"
"i know he's mad at me for doing this"
"don't say that" mark whispered
"anyway" i said, wiping away a tear from my face.
"you don't need sutures" i smiled, shrugging my shoulders.
"why don't you head home? we've cooled off now"
i shook my head "i can't, the nurses are throwing me a surprise baby shower"
"surprise?"
"i'll act surprised" i smiled
———
after about another hour of scribbling through charts in an empty exam room, carol came in.
"y/n" she said, she was as white as a ghost
"are you okay?" i asked
she sat down next to me.
"i did something bad"
"how bad?"
my eyes were wide.
"megan, the pregnant lady wouldn't stop taking drugs and i know i shouldn't of kept trying to help her-"
"but i did" 
i set down my pen.
"and?"
"and i set her up"
"what do you mean?"
"i got reggie to watch her buy drugs in a back alley and the police arrested her"
"so she can have the baby in jail?"
even that surprised me.
carol nodded.
"sometimes people don't want your help"
"but?" she asked
"it's done and over now"
"you gave her baby a chance at a good life"
"and maybe even her a chance to straighten out"
"you did what you thought was best for the patient"
"im scared it wasn't my choice to make"
"maybe it wasn't?"
"you're allowed to feel guilty for that"
"but, it's gonna be okay"
"at least a baby won't be born addicted to drugs"
carol was silent
"anyways, i'm sure you know what's happening" she said
"let me guess, they want me to go to the admit desk?"
"yeah" she nodded
carol and i headed over to the admit desk, i turned the corner and everyone shouted surprise.
i did a fake gasp.
"you didn't know, did you?" haleh asked
"i had no idea" i exclaimed
there sat a bassinet with blankets and diapers inside.
"you guys" i groaned
"thank you" i smiled
"congratulations, y/n" malik said, wrapping me in a hug
suddenly the whole er was wrapping me in an embrace, congratulating me and comforting me.

a/n: i really hope you're all enjoying this story so far. if you are reading this, thank you for sticking it out so long. this is 6 television seasons worth of writing and i know it's very ongoing. we are at the end of the story though;( i have made up my mind on an ending, so that's exciting. anyways, my life has been so super busy lately, but i'm still trying to post and get the rest of this out there. my second lengthily story will be coming out this february and possibly a quick (different) story coming out before that? anyway, bare with me if i'm late to posting!! i apologize.
votes + comments are always appreciated!! let me know how you like this and what you want to see in the future!!
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