Goodbye Kiss

87. Skin

Skin
Season 11 x 10
January, 2005:

TW:
"weaver was talking to me about you" luka said, unbuttoning his shirt.
"god, what now?" i groaned
"she said she was worried about you being so irritable"
i let out a scoff
"i just had a baby"
"i tried to tell her that" he sighed
"do you think she's still there?"
"maybe" he shrugged
"well, milo is asleep"
"i hope you get some rest"
"don't kill weaver" he smiled
"oh, i'll try not to" i laughed
i was on the night shift. for nearly the past month, luka and i had been staggering our shifts to look after milo. i hadn't really seen him in what felt like forever. but, when i did see him, it usually ended in sex.
part of me felt good about us. it felt like how we used to be but, at the same time, i didn't really feel like me at all.
weaver was right in some ways i guess. i'd been crying for no reasons, lashing out in some ways and overall just on edge.
i thought time or being more intimate with luka would fix it, but now i'm not sure anymore.
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"is kerry still here?" i asked, walking around the admit desk.
"yeah, down the hall" susan smiled
"excited for your night shift?" she added
"can't wait" i said, sarcastically
i walked down the hall.
"kerry"
"gianna, i wanted to talk to you"
she leaned against the wall,
"yeah, i heard you talked to luka"
"honestly, im just looking out for you" she shrugged
"i had a baby" i smiled
"six months ago" she said, nodding her head
"i only stopped pumping a month ago"
"my hormones are still out of whack" i shrugged
"is your cycle back?"
i shook my head, taken aback "i had one a couple months ago, i mean it's pretty irregular-"
"what are you getting at?"
she stood up straight.
"you've been pretty irritable lately"
"sad, angry, tired"
"okay?"
"i see dozens of patients and i give them my absolute best treatment"
"i'm not saying you aren't"
"you might have a hormonal imbalance or post partum depression?" she shrugged
"kerry, i appreciate you looking out for me but i think this is blown way out of proportion" i smiled
"talk to wendall" she shrugged
i shook my head
"g, there's a gsw pulling in" malik shouted
i turned my head toward him "et?"
"5 minutes"
"i gotta go" i sighed, walking toward the ambulance bay.
"everything okay?" susan asked
"everything is fine" i said before heading outside.

outside, i was waiting for an incoming ambulance. it was cold outside since it was january, and since i was only wearing a long sleeve under my scrubs.
i didn't really know what to think about kerry. i was mad. it probably want great going into that conversation mad, either. because now, i just wanted to go home. i just didn't like anyone being apart of my business like that. and so what? i'm a little hormonal. having a baby is not easy.
"excuse me" a boy shouted from a black SUV.
"are you a doctor?"
i shook my head "i'm a nurse"
i ran over to the car.
i didn't really remember how it happened but, now i was pulled into that car.
i tried kicking the kid and banging on the windows.
"what the hell is happening?" i said
then, a gun was brought to my head.
"shut up" the driver said
"help him" the boy said, pointing to the trunk of the car.
i followed his finger. my eyes went to the back of the trunk and i saw what was behind me.
i hopped behind.
"jesus christ" i whispered
there was a man who'd gotten shot.
i couldn't really think straight. i couldn't even process the fact i was being kidnapped right now.
my hand was shaking as i lifted the man's shift up.
"you guys need to get him to a hospital right now" i said wide eyed, looking at this boys shot through chest.
"no, no hospitals"
"i got shot from behind" he man mumbled
"i'm sorry" i told him
"he could die"
"i mean, he needs surgery"
"fix him!" the driver shouted
"i can't, he's internally bleeding"
"we gonna stop at a pharmacy and get you some supplies"
i took a deep breath as thought for a minute.
"can someone at least get me a blanket or something?"
"we don't got anything" the small one said.
"this is gonna hurt, i'm sorry okay?"
i put my hand in his wound, putting pressure on some of it.
he screamed in pain, causing me to wince.