FF: Antics
Ellen K Hursh
AUTHOR: Ellen Hursh
RATING: PG
KEYWORDS: Humor.
LAST EPISODE SEEN: Beats me. :)
TIMELINE: Somewhere between "Try Carter" and "Fear"... apparently.
ARCHIVE: If you must.
DISCLAIMER: If I owned ER and its characters, my student loans would
be paid off and you'd be seeing something vastly different Thursday
nights at 10 (9 Central). Since they aren't, and you're not, then
clearly I don't. Damn.
SUMMARY: Susan returns after spawning.
SPOILERS: None, unfortunately.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Because it's been forever since actual content was
posted here. And because this bloody thing had been sitting,
unfinished, on my hard drive for three years. And yes, one day I'll
spring poor Kerry from her imprisonment.
"Dr Kovac," Morris whined, "Abby's trying to *kill* me!"
"Abby, take it to another room! They're mopping out here - you might
get hurt." Abby chased the hapless redhead out of the room, and Luka
turned to smile at the blonde who was making her first entrance -
albeit a weary one - in several months.
"Morning, Susan! Welcome back from maternity leave... you look great!"
"And you're a liar. But thank you."
"Dr Lewis! Help!" She glared in the general direction of Morris's
screech.
"Uch. Keep it down, will you, Morris? I have a headache. Luka, what
did you do when your kids were babies and wouldn't go to sleep?"
"DFYS wouldn't like it," he warned.
"At this point, I really don't care. Chuck's *useless*... he's one of
those people who could sleep through an apocalypse, so *I'm* the one
getting up every time. What's the secret?"
"A few drops of warm brandy. They'll still wake up when they get
*really* hungry, but you'll both get some sleep."
There was a loud *thock* from the other room, followed by blissful
silence, and Abby emerged, hopping on one foot as she shoved her shoe
back on. "I'll start a new chart."
Morris reeled out after her, grinning vacantly. "Hiii, I'm Dr Heidi.
What seems to be the problem?"
"Should I get a head CT?" Luka snickered.
"Hey, hold on Abby. Let's first see if 'Dr Heidi' is more competent
than Morris." Susan giggled.
"Oh, you're awful. Wanna make out?" Just then Chen stormed in the
door, closely followed by a young man who was trying to talk to her.
"No! I said *no*, Daniel! Now go away! Sheesh. Give a guy a hand
release during "Return of the King" and he thinks you're engaged."
Luka smirked at her.
"Have you ever considered, say, *not* giving guys a 'hand release' at
the movies?"
"Are you kidding? How do you think I get so many dates?"
