AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is my first fic, so please be nice ( Feedback is always appreciated!

SUMMARY: What happened to ER characters after they left the show? First chapter is about Doug and Carol, more (hopefully) to come.

Doug Ross woke up to the sound of rain falling on the roof. He glanced at the clock next to his bed- 5:15 am. He had 15 minutes before he had to get up for work. Doug rolled over to find the other side of the bed empty. Pulling on his bathrobe, he slipped his feet into his slippers and walked out of the bedroom.

Doug saw a light on in the kitchen at the end of the hall. As he walked past the bedrooms of his children, he heard a wail. He opened the door to the room and walked over to the crib that stood inside. Picking up his crying son, he whispered, "Sshh, Evan, go back to sleep." The baby's cries grew softer and softer, finally fading into silence. Doug laid his son back in the crib and walked to the kitchen.

Sitting at the table was Carol Hathaway. Her hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, and she was eating a bowl of Cheerios and reading the newspaper. Doug smiled and walked over to his wife. He leaned down to kiss her forehead, but she met his gaze and they shared a passionate kiss.

"Good morning, beautiful."

"Morning, Doug."

"Hell of a morning, huh? It's raining again. Remind me why we decided to move to Seattle?"

"You decided to move to Seattle, Doug."

"Right. What time are you on?"

Carol finished her cereal and walked over to the sink to rinse out her bowl. "I'm working the six-to-six. Lucky me. Don't you have today off?"

"I was supposed to, but I told Kurt I'd cover his shift. He went to Hawaii or something for the weekend."

"Lucky for Kurt. So what time are you on?"


"Well, then sit down and eat some breakfast before the kids wake up!"

"Too late," Doug said as their three-year-old daughter, Tess, walked into the kitchen. "Morning, sleepyhead," he said to his daughter, scooping her up in a hug.

"What are you doing up this early, Tess?" Carol asked her yawning daughter.

"I heard the rain," Tess replied.

Doug planted a kiss on his daughter's cheek. "Do you think you can go back to sleep?" Tess shook her head. "Okay, then, let's go turn on Sesame Street."

Carol laughed to herself as Doug led Tess into the next room and turned on the television. "You know, Doug, you seem more excited by that show than Tess does," she said as her husband entered the kitchen again.

"Well, you learn to love Elmo after three kids and years of being a pediatrician," Doug said, smiling. Carol smiled back.

"I'm going to take a quick shower and then I've got to go. Will you get the kids ready and bring them to daycare when you come?"

"Of course," Doug said, walking over to the cabinet where the cereal was kept. Lucky Charms, Berry Kix, Cocoa Puffs and Cheerios. Another thing the kids had taken over. Doug reached for the Cocoa Puffs. "Still a kid at heart," he muttered to himself. He poured himself a bowl and sat down at the kitchen table, picking up the newspaper.


Doug opened the door of his Jeep and stepped out. "Damn!" he muttered as water sloshed up his left leg. Carefully, he opened the door to the backseat. Tess had already unbuckled herself, but Kate needed to be awakened, and nine-month-old Evan wasn't capable of doing much by himself. Doug lifted his kids out of the car and walked into the ER of Greater Seattle Hospital.

Carol walked over to the admit desk, ready to pick up another patient, when she spotted her husband entering the ER. She walked over to Doug, gave him a quick kiss, and then picked up Kate. "Good morning, sweetie," she said. Kate yawned in response.

"Tom, we're bringing the kids up to daycare, we'll be back in five minutes," Doug said to the desk clerk. Tom nodded and went back to eating his bagel.

Carol jabbed at the elevator button. "Did you have any trouble getting them out of the house?"

"Well, Kate didn't want to get up, Tess didn't want me to brush her hair, and Evan didn't want to eat any breakfast, but other than that, everything went wonderfully."

Carol smiled. "And I see you had a run-in with a puddle," she said, referring to Doug's dripping pant leg.

"Ha, ha, ha. I now have to wear scrubs all day, lucky me."

"I have to wear scrubs every day," Carol said.

"Fine, you win," Doug replied. The elevator doors opened, and the family stepped inside.

"I want to push the button!" Tess exclaimed.

"Okay, sweetie," Carol said, lifting her daughter up so she could reach. "Press the 4." Tess pressed the button, and Carol gave her a kiss before setting her down. When Doug set the carseat down, Evan began to cry. Doug rummaged around in the diaper bag for a pacifier. Before he could find one, the elevator doors opened again, and Evan kept screaming as they walked down the hall to daycare.

"Good thing we're passing him off," Doug said as he pushed open the door. The woman sitting at the desk looked up as they walked in. "Good morning, Charlotte. We have three lovely children for you to watch today, and one of them is already happy to see you." Doug set the carseat down on a table, and Charlotte lifted the baby out. Carol reached into the diaper bag and finally found a pacifier. She popped it into her son's mouth, and he stopped crying.

"I'll be up during my break to check on them, and we both get off at six," Carol said. Charlotte nodded. "See you later!" Carol said to her daughters.

"Bye, Mommy," the girls said. Carol smiled.

"Bye, girls." Doug waved as they left the room.

"Ready for another day in the wonderful Greater Seattle ER?" Doug asked his wife as they waited for the elevator.

"Ready as always," Carol said as the doors opened. They stepped inside, and Doug jabbed at the button.

"Hey, do you remember that time when we got stuck in the elevator with that little girl during that evacuation?" Carol said.

Doug looked at his wife quizzically. "Yeah, I remember. That was a long time ago."

"I know," Carol replied. "I don't know what made me think of that."

"You know, we should go back to Chicago this summer. We can visit your mother, stop by the'll be fun."

"Yeah, let's do that," Carol said. "We couldn't go out for Mark's funeral because Evan was too little, but we should go and visit everyone."

The elevator doors opened to a hectic ER. "OK, it's a plan," Doug said, as a young nurse came up to them with trauma gowns and gloves.

"Double MVA coming in, Girl Scout carpool versus motorcycle. Two critical kids coming in, ETA 3 minutes," the nurse said. Carol sighed as she put on the gown.

"Some things never change," she said, turning around so that Doug could tie her gown. Doug laughed.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Carol tied her husband's gown, and they walked out to the ambulance bay together.