A Day in the Life

Disclaimer: Don't sue me I know not what I do.

Summary: Stuff happens.

Chapter One – Dinner Date.

Abby and Carter were walking towards the admin desk discussing something of great importance that could change the world as we know it.

"Man, that guy was smelly." Carter said.

Abby didn't respond. Carter noticed and know exactly why she was didn't reply.

"Look Abby, it's not that I don't want to go but…" He tried to think up a good excuse but he failed. "…Yeah, okay, I don't want to go."

Abby stopped walking and turned to face him. "Fine, but all I'm saying is that you have a duty to go."

"A duty? You sound like Gamma."

"I hope that doesn't do anything for ya."

Before Carter could respond she had gone into exam room two. Carter stood motionless looking at the door for a moment and then carried on to the admin desk. There he picked up a chart and started looking at it before a familiar voice interrupted him.

"What was that all about?" Susan said.

"Err…nothing. She," He pointed in the direction of exam room two, "wants us to go to this big charity thing."

"You're not big on charity?"

"No, it's not that. It's just…well, another Carter family function, you know."

"Actually I don't know."

"Ah, about that. You see…"

"I understand Carter, you don't have to explain." Susan looked dead serious but her tone was playful, "You were ashamed of me."

"Yeah, that was it."

"So, why don't you want to go?"

"I don't know. It's just not me." Carter paused then added. "That sounded kind of conceited, didn't it?"

"Kind of."

"Yeah, well, basically I don't want to go."

"And that sounded kind of childish."

"That's me. I'm inner child guy." He said in a mock-superhero voice.

"I'm pretty sure that's impossible."

"Impossible isn't in my vocabulary. However I do have six different words for…" He hesitated and then thought better of it. "…something else."

"That's charming, Carter."

"Now there are two words you don't hear together too often." Abby had finished in exam room two and had come to the admin area in search of a doctor.

"Abby, we were just talking about you." Said Susan.

"All good I hope."

"Of course." Said Carter.

Abby looked at Carter for just a moment then looked down at the chart she was holding. "You have a patient in exam one. He complains of stomach pains."

"Okay, after you." Carter gestured Abby in the direction of the room.

"Carter?" Asked Susan.

"Yeah?"

"You should go."

Carter nodded and then followed Abby. When Abby judged they were out of ear-shot she whispered to Carter, "See, told you."

Carter waited until Abby was just walking into the room when he replied in a clearly audible mumble, "Women."

Abby gave him a look but before she could respond the patient beat her too it, "Tell me about it, doc."

The patient was a balding middle-aged man who thought exercise was a low-fat yoghurt. He was sitting up on the hospital bed trying to get used to the gown he had protested strongly against wearing.

"So what seems to be the problem…" Carter looked down at his chart then back at the patient. "…Mr Thompson?"

Mr Thompson replied in all seriousness, "My girlfriend tried to poison me."

Abby, who was at the side of the bed setting up medical equipment, looked straight at Carter and said, "What did you do? Make your girlfriend stay at home instead of taking her for a night of dinner and dancing?"

Mr Thompson looked confused, "No. I slept with her sister."

Abby turned to Mr Thompson with shock on her face, "And she only poisoned you?"

"Hey! You haven't seen her sister." Mr Thompson said defensively. "She is hot, I mean, really hot. You know what I'm talking about, don't you doc?"

Both Mr Thompson and Abby focused their attention on Carter who had been looking at the chart but now looked up to find them staring at him. He paused for a moment and then, casting his eye in Abby's direction, said, "No, my girlfriend doesn't have a sister." Then he went back to examining the chart.

Mr Thompson looked at Carter than at Abby with a little bit of curiosity but put that aside and carried on, "Well, anyway, she went all psycho when she found out and now I have these terrible stomach pains."

"So you don't know if she actually poisoned you?" Carter asked while putting the chart away.

"Well, no, but it doesn't exactly take a rocket scientist to work it out, does it?"

"We are going to run some tests just to be sure, Mr Thompson." Carter said before motioning Abby outside.

When they were outside of the room Abby looked up at him and asked, "So?"

"Sounds a little suspicious to me. Better do an CBC, EKB, ECG, blood cultures and some urine."

Abby notices this down and then looks back at Carter, "And the other thing?"

Carter looks confused for a moment before he realises what she is talking about, "Oh. No, if you had a sister I wouldn't sleep with her regardless of her hotness."

Now it is Abby's turn to look confused, "What? That wasn't what I was talking about. I wanted to know if you were going to the charity thing or not."

"Ah…" Carter knew he had just made a big mistake.

"And what makes you think if I had a sister she would be hotter than me?"

"Well, you see…"

"And why would she want to sleep with you anyway?"

Carter was saved by the appearance of Chuny, "Carter, we have multiplies coming in."

"Yes!"

Chuny looked at Carter as if he was a madman.

"No, I didn't mean it like that. I meant…oh, forget it."

Carter followed Chuny outside to wait for the hospitals.