It had been a really long day and Jackie was looking forward to her dinner date with Carter. She was signing off on all of her patients that had been checked out that day when the lights went out.
"You have got to be kidding me." Jackie said as the people around her started to panic. Jackie grabbed some flashlights out of a near by drawer and turned them on. "Okay everyone, it's just a power outage," she said speaking to everyone who could hear her, "The power should be back on shortly. Till then please stay calm." She turned to the doctors, "We need to get the generators out and hooked up for our criticals on machines. Well, get to it!"
"No WAY!" Ray shouted. He was in the middle of assisting with surgery when the power went out. "Oh crap, get me a flashlight or something so I can see, and now!" The nurses got out their flashlights and gave the doctor some light. "I'm going to need some help with this, get Mischa in here!"
John walked into the hospital and was welcomed as usualy by some of the nurses and the desk clerk. He gave a small nodd and then disappeared into the lounge. He walked to his locker and opene dit up. He took off the black coat he always wore and hung it on one of the hooks in the locker. He took out the white lab coat and slipped it on.
((Hope you don't mind, but I replaced best and worst qualitites with history and personality)))
NAME: Dr. John Truman Carter, III
BODY TYPE: Average
CAREER: Attendee in the ER
History/Personality: Dr. Carter is the ER's Chief Resident. He's affectionately regarded by his co-workers, who watched him mature from a naive medical student into a respected leader. After briefly pursuing a career in surgery, he decided that the ER was where he belonged.
After a violent attack by a patient left a medical student dead and seriously wounded him, Carter succumbed to substance abuse. Supportive co-workers helped him seek treatment. Carter also began a relationship with Abby, but family troubles with both of them and their busy work schedules seem to thwart any chance they had at a long-term partnership.
Carter's recent work in Africa through Doctors Without Borders has made him focus on the important things in life and inspired him to help others. He recently left the ER (and Abby) to return to Africa indefinitely.
"And that's why I can't live without-... Damnit!" Ray pressed his hand agains the strings of his guitar to stop the sound. He had been up on the roof for about three hours now and even though he had been playing, his mind was else where, on someone else. Ray began strumming again but then gave up and set down his guitar and walked to the edge of the building. He was so obsorbed in his thoughts that he jumped when he heard the door to the roof close.
The next morning, Mischa woke with a giant hangover. "Oh, God... What the hell happened last night?"
She said this as she was staggering into the kitchen, finding the house unfamiliar so she followed her nose to the smell of hazelnut coffee. There, she found John, Jackie and Luka all standing there, staring at her. Raising her eyebrows, Mischa came in slightly closer. "Where am I?"
John set down his cup of coffee, coughing a little. "My house..." The coffee was making him feel sick to his stomach. He wanted to hurl again.
Mischa sat down in a chair at the counter, looking at Jackie accusingly. "You did this to me. You knew that if you got me to a bar, I'd get drunk! I can't believe you!"
"Is he going to be okay?" Jackie asked nervously. "Yeah." Luka sadi, sounding not really sure of himself, "After all, he is a doctor, he should know." "Yea, a drunk doctor." Jackie said under her breath.
Luka walked over to the couch where Mischa was spralled out. he pulled a blanket off a near by chair and covered her with it.
Jakcie paced outside the bathroom door. Should she go in? Should she let him be? Is he passed out on the floor? Frankly, she was starting to get more angry at him for getting drunk in the first place. He should know better. He's a doctor for crying out loud. She just wanted to go in there and slap him, but she knew she couldn't. Jackie took a deep breath and opened to bathroom door to see Carter leaning up against the counter wih his eyes closed. "A-are you alright?" she asked quietly.
The four staggered into John Carter's house. Carter was totally out of it, stumbling along with Jackie for his support. Luka took Mischa to the living room and lay her on the couch, noting that she had most likely been asleep for about ten minutes.
Carter hesitated for a moment before putting his hand to his forehead. The resistance against the booze wore off and he pulled away from Jackie, sprinting down the hall to his bathroom. There were a few moments of silence before retching into the toilet was heard.
"It's been such a long time since I've done that." Jackie laughed as Carter set her down on the floor, still with their arms around each other. Carter raised as eyebrow at her. "What? It's not like I was a stripper or anything, I just like to have fun." The two laughed. Jackie leaned up to John and kissed him lightly. "How about we go and get some drinks?" Carter nodded and they headed over to the bar tables to sit down.
Luka was staring at Mischa, astonished. She had just... fallen into his arms. He felt like time was slowing down and all the world seemed to slip away. He tried to get words out of his mouth but nothing was coming to mind. Soon Luka could start to hear the world around him again. He was standing right next to a speaker and it was hurting his head. "How about we... uhm.. go and sit down." "Uh huh." Mischa stumbled out. They moved off the dance floor and over to the tables. "Where?" "Well... there's John and Jackie." Luka and Mischa headed joined the other two and a couple hours and several drinks later, Jackie looked down at her watch and gasped. It was already two in the morning. "We should really get going you guys." Jackie said. Carter looked at her blankly. "How about we get out of here." Luka said after noticing Mischa starting to sway in her seat. The four of them left the bar and Luka started calling for a cab. Jackie had to put Carters arm around her shoulder to hold him up. He had had a lot more drinks than Jackie had thought, or he just doesn't do well with alcohol. Then again, Mischa was just a few feet away leaning against the wall waiving at invisible things in the air. After a couple of minutes of waiting, a light rain started fall, then it came down in large drops. "We can't wait much longer, we need to get them on a couch or something." Jackie said to Luka. "Then we'll just walk." "Where are we going to go?" Jackie asked. "Uh...well, I doubt that they're going to like it if I bring two drunks into the hotel. Can we go to your place?" "No. It's miles from here. Mischa and I took a cab." "Well, then I guess John's place is the nearest." "I know where it is." Jackie and Luka sad is unison. There was an awkward silence for a moment. "Let's... go." Luka finally said. He picked up Mischa, who was now mumbling to herself, and carried her in her arms. Jackie had Carter leaned up against her and they all started walking.
Half the song was spent dancing in front of Luka and Carter and Mischa was completely having the time of her life. It was better to play hard to get in her opinion. Soon enough, the song ended and both Jackie and Mischa stood up completely and let themselves fall forward.
"Gah!!" Carter cried out as he caught Jackie, stumbling a little before setting her on her feet, "You two are crazy!"
Mischa fell into Luka's arms a bit easier, who quickly helped her stand back up. "Thanks, Luka."
Jackie pulled away form Carter, put one arm around his waist and
spun around him. Somewhere behind him, she let go and when Carter
turned around, she was gone.
Luka didn't even realize that he had closed his eyes. He felt
Mischa grab his hands and lift them up into the air and when he opened
his eyes, she was gone. Luka looked around frantically.
Through the crowd he spotted Carter standing still looking for
someone. Luka wondered where Jackie could've gone as well.
He waslked over to Carter.
"Where did they go?" Luka yelled. Carter shrugged.
Both men looked around at the bar and the surrounding people. The
song ended. "They couldn't be far." Luka said. On the
speakers, instead of a drum beat or electric guitare, a high pitched
voice came out of them.
'I'm a barbie girl, in a barbie world...'
"Oh my God." Luka said. Carter looked at Luka and he was staring
at the stage. When Carter looked, he saw what Luka
saw. On the stage, the dancers had gathered to the side, and in
the center, sillouetted against the dim lights were Jackie and
Mischa. The lights came on as the music started going and they
started dancing. Luka and Carter were pushing their way to the
front of the room and to the stage.
"What are you doing?" Luka shouted at Mischa. But all she did was
lean in towards him and tease him wiht her dance moves as she mouthed
the words to the song.
"This is so great!" Jackie shouted to Mischa. The two girls had
met up on the dancefloor and planned to take over the stage. They
had no idea what they were doing, or what the other was going to do,
but they were in perfect sync and there were several shouts adn whistling from the