ODDS OF LOVE : What You See

Episode 21

DuBuis Lane was getting an apple for a quick snack out of the hallway vending machine as Angel called out from the nursing station to him," No time to eat, Lane! We got two gun shots coming in. And one is a cop. I've got room 4 and 6 cleared for them! Damn, it's only Tuesday. "

A cop? , he thought as his mind flashed a sudden image of his sister Faith. He fished out his cell phone from his scrub pants pocket and hurriedly texted her : Sis , you ok ?

Then he shoved the phone back in his pocket and the apple in another just as a bout of tiredness hit him. He was so tired, so damn tired, of shootings. He was so tired of fixing up the victims of human violence. Only for half the time them just going back out and undoing all his hard work.

He suddenly realized that he was starting to hate being a doctor. But what else was he fit to do in life? Being a doctor was what he had trained for. What he had sacrificed time, energy and money to become. Without his job what was he? What was he good for?

It certainly wasn't protecting people you loved, he heard Spencer say from within his head.

Shit. He shook his head and silently said a simple prayer. He had no time to lose his mind. If indeed he was losing his mind.

The front entrance doors of the ER slid open and in rushed the paramedics with two unconscious patients.

One he recognized as his and Spencer's elderly next door neighbor Gertrude Klein's teenaged grand son Jim. He appeared to have a gunshot wound to the chest. " Get him in room 6 ! Get Turner in with him ! ," he barked out as he slipped into doctor mode once again. Growing insanity or no insanity he was still a doctor.

Then he looked at the next patient.

His heart almost stopped and he had a sudden flashback to when Spencer had come into the ER after being shot.

It was Faith.