"Collapsed warehouse", came the call from the paramedics, just as Carter re-entered the emergency room. "A few major casualties, some people still trapped. We could use a couple of doctors out here as soon as possible."

The ER staff were prepping and getting ready to handle multiple traumas. The whole hospital department had a frantic buzz about it at this point, with everyone running around trying to do their jobs.

This atmosphere was what Carter liked about working in the ER. Much better, he had decided, than surgery. Although he would never say that to Dr. Romano's face!

He was in a much better mood now that he knew Lucy was happy and he had finally figured out his true feelings for Abby. He loved her more than anything. He didn't care about

Luka. And it didn't matter if she wasn't completely over him yet. They would find a way to work out they're differences if they were truly meant to be together.

"Carter", Kerry called, "middle-aged male, two broken legs and a fractured pelvis, in respiratory arrest. ETA 10 minutes."

"On it", he called back. He would have to find Abby later.

Kerry was busy trying to organise the staff. She found it quite hard at times like this but that was what being chief of emergency medicine was all about. Now for the doctors to go to the collapse site.

"Dr. Lewis" she said to the blonde haired woman who was standing next to her, "Wanna come with?"

"Sure."

"Then I'll just..." She didn't get to finish that sentence.

"Dr. Romano's on the phone". Frank held out the receiver.

"I'm busy"

"He sounds pretty pissed off", he warned.

"Tell him where I'm going" she said back, fairly sure that the receptionist was eavesdropping on her conversation.

Frank said something into the phone then turned his attention back to Kerry. "It can't wait."

"Damn it", weaver cursed under her breath, "Susan, you go."

"On my own?"

"Where is everyone?"

Susan thought for a second. "Carter and Chen are in trauma, Mark's in a meeting and Luka's not here yet."

"OK..." she pondered then caught sight of Abby coming out of the bathroom. "Abby!" she yelled, "you went to med. school, right?"

"Yeah." Abby walked over to the desk, unaware of the situation. "I was a 3rd year med. student. Why?"

"Go with Susan" she shouted as she stepped into the elevator.

"Where are we..." she asked Dr. Lewis, still not completely knowing what was going on.

"I'll explain on the way."

They both climbed into the back into an ambulance outside and drove off, sirens blaring.

* * *

When Abby and Susan reached the site, they were met by a fire-fighter who filled them in on he situation.

"So, what have we got?" asked Susan as they followed him over all the rubble to the area where most of the injured were gathered.

"Where do I start?" he answered, "Most of them are walking wounded. My colleagues are assessing them. Best you concentrate your efforts on the more major cases." He paused to allow them to catch up. "There's a young woman over there. Quite a deep chest wound but otherwise, no other injuries. She's conscious now but she did pass out so we're taking precautions."

"I'll take care of that" said Susan and headed in the direction he was pointing.

"How do you feel Miss?" she asked when she had made her way through the panicked crowed of people to the woman in question who was lying on a gurney wearing a neck support and being wheeled towards the rig.

"I feel fine", she insisted. "You have to find Billy."

"Billy?"

"My boyfriend. He was right behind me but I couldn't see him." She was getting frantic. "You have to get him out."

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Juliet" said the woman. "Please, you have to find him."

"The fire crew are doing the best they can" she reassured the woman. "He should be out soon."

She left the paramedics to deal with this patient and went on to treat more of the injured.

* * *

It had been a struggle, but the patient that DR. Carter had been working on with Chen had finally started breathing on his own. He was now up in theatre having his legs and pelvis seen to.

He was still in a good mood, he just wished he would have had enough time to try and find Abby to tell her what he needed to before she had to rush off. Still, there would be plenty of time for that when she comes back.

* * *

"Sorry?" Abby had to shout to even hear herself think. She was trying to talk to a man who was right next to her but with the shouting and screaming of the injured and the noise of the cutting machinery, it was hard to hear anything else.

"I'm Terry", the man yelled over the racket, "I think my arm may be broken."

"Go and see the paramedics" she replied and turned her attention to a tall man, maybe in his 40's who was arguing with a fire fighter.

"You have to find her", Abby could hear him sobbing as she approached. "You have to rescue my baby!"

"What's the problem?" she asked the fire fighter.

"You a doctor?"

"No, a nurse", she said cautiously, I was a 3rd year but I never graduated." The paramedic raised an eyebrow. "I couldn't pay my tuition."

He nodded in response and turned back to the man, who was getting more hysterical every second.

"Where is your daughter?" he asked.

"In there!" he yelled, turning his anxiety into anger and pointing towards the warehouse that was looking more unsteady than ever.

"I assure you sir, every one has been evacuated. There is no one left inside."

"Then where the hell is my child!"

Abby was already searching the area for signs of the little girl's whereabouts but it was very hard to see anything through the clouds of dust that were rising as what was left of the structure began to shake violently.

"Everyone stand back" officials were yelling, desperate to keep everyone from getting injured from the inevitable collapse of the building.

It was at that point Abby saw her. All she could see was a hand poking out from underneath a sheet of corrugated iron.

"She's there", Abby was trying to tell the paramedic near the entrance, desperate to save the child's life.

"Stand back miss!"

It was no use. However much she tried to alert people to the little girl's plight, no one was going to hear her, or, if they did, would not pay her much attention. She would have to try a different approach.

The building shook more violently as she got closer. She had to get this girl out.

Abby looked around frantically for an escape route to get out of the building once she had reached her.

"Abby? What's going on?" Susan was standing behind her. She sounded a little annoyed and very worried, fearing what was going through her friend's mind.

Susan heard the man shouting for his daughter, saw the look on Abby's face and realised that what she feared was true.

"Oh no", she warned. "You are not going in there. I'm supposed to be supervising you. Weaver will kill us both."

"You'd rather a young child gets flattened then, would you?" she replied sarcastically. Abby was getting very angry now. This girl had to be saved. She couldn't believe that Susan was acting like this. Even though she knew at the back of her mind that she was risking her own life, she felt that, deep down, it was the right thing to do.

"Screw that", Abby said and disappeared out of sight into the dust.

"Come back!" Susan yelled after her.

Just then there was an almighty crack.

"What the hell?" Susan turned her attention to the roof where the building was slowly starting to fall to pieces. Beams and metal sheets came crashing down.

"Abby?" she called in, trying desperately to get her out of there.

No answer. No one could hear anything over the deafening screams and crashes as the whole structure just fell to the ground and Abby, and the girl she was trying to help, disappeared underneath the rubble.