Category: ER Chapters: definitely more than this… so far 1/??? Characters: mainly Dave and Kerry, but others are mentioned in it.

Rating: probably 'G' but I use rough language, so I'll give it a PG-PG13. Does anyone really pay attention to these ratings anyway?

Stuff: This isn't a love story unless I choose it to be. Right now, Kerry is just concerned about Dave's misfortune. I also don't hate Gay/Lesbian/Bi people. I could truly care less what they choose, but in my fic, I don't want Kerry that way, ok?

Summary: Kerry can't find Dave, but when she does, she realizes things aren't alright.

Worry

Kerry Weaver walked into the ER after dealing with a nasty trauma, Romano prodding her about Kim, and of course Kim herself. Kim was trying to make her believe she was someone she wasn't. Kerry was not Gay, and never wanted to be. Kim saw her as gay, and tried pulling her down as just that. Kerry grew sick of it and broke it off with Kim. She knew she'd have to deal with Kim's leech-like attitude again, but would be stronger.

Kerry's thoughts were interrupted as she realized that Dave wasn't there. In fact, she hadn't seen him all day. She pulled Benton to the side and asked if he'd seen him. "No, Dr. Weaver. In fact, none of the nurses have been gossiping about his 'cute ass' and 'pretty eyes'. Carter's been getting the attention." Benton said with a slight grin on his face. Kerry thanked him and wandered off to find Carter. Romano got in her way. "Move it or lose it, Romano! I need to find Carter." She said in her ice-bitch tone. Romano took heed and stepped aside. "Whew! That time of the month!" He said, moving toward the elevators. Kerry continued until she ended up in the Cafeteria. There was no sign of Carter, but Luka and Abby were both eating their lunches together, seemingly enjoying their flirtatious lunch. Kerry walked over to the table. "Luka, Abby. Have you seen Carter, or Dave?" She asked. "I saw Dave earlier this morning… Come to think of it, he looked a little pale." She said, thinking of earlier. Luka told Kerry where he'd last seen Carter. Kerry walked out and Luka resumed his flirts on Abby.

Kerry wandered into Exam 2, where Carter was sitting, giving stitches to a teenage boy. "Carter, have you seen Malucci? I can't find him anywhere!" Kerry said, a little agitated, but curious as to where Dave could possibly have hidden himself. "Ummm.. I saw him an hour ago. He looked a little tired and pale. I think he was either headed for the crapper, or to the lounge." Carter said, finishing up the last stitch. "There ya go, kid." He said, as he watched Kerry leave. She headed toward the lounge first, not really wanting to go into the men's room yet. She gently pushed the door to the lounge area open and saw Dave, limp on the floor, legs sprawled before him, arms barely holding him up. He did not look good at all, and so Kerry took pity on him as she gently lowered herself to the floor and shook him. "Malucci? C'mon, wake up." She said, shaking harder. "Oh, Shit!" She cursed, paging Carter and Luka, who immediately ran into the lounge. "Dammit!" Yelled Carter as he wheeled a gurney into the room. Luka and Carter were strong enough to pick the limp man off the floor and onto the gurney. The wheeled him into Exam 5.

After about ten minutes, Dave finally woke up. "Where the hell am I? Oh, yeah. Work." He said, sitting up. Kerry was the only one left, as Carter and Luka were needed in a new case. "Dave? Are you okay? What happened?" She asked, taking one of his meaty hands in hers. He gently squeezed the hand and looked up at her. "I was kinda hopin' you could tell me, chief." He said, looked up at her, getting scared. She shook her head because she didn't know. "Well, I remember feeling really weak, and light headed, so I decided I wanted to lie down, regardless of whether I got yelled at or not. So I went into the lounge, but I walked over to the wall and leaned up against it." He said, with a weak smile. "It seemed like nothing was real, ya know? I couldn't see very well, other than those weird specks of color you get when you're faint. I guess I musta passed out, then." He said, figuring out what happened. "Well, Dave. I am going to have some tests done on you, okay? I want to know if this was caused by something." She said, getting up to order some tests and have Dave taken elsewhere. She was on her way out when Dave called back to her. "Hey, uh, Chief! Could you, um.." He began. "Could you maybe come back and keep me company later, if you're not too busy?" Kerry looked at the man sitting on the bed and saw some fear and loneliness in his eyes. "Sure thing, Dave" she said, leaving.

Dave wondered what was wrong. "Why do I feel like this?" he wondered aloud. He wondered if something was wrong. Nah! Nothing is wrong! You would have known a long while ago… I mean, you're only 29! He thought. He knew that his age made no difference. He'd seen a lot at County. He'd seen children who'd died of AIDS, SIDS, cancer, car accidents, train wrecks, fights. He'd seen teenagers die of tumors, cancer, sexual diseases, gang fights, school shootings, and even general roughhousing. … Yep. He'd seen a lot, and it wasn't very helpful thinking about it. Radiologist came in and wheeled him off to scan his body in every which way to find what was wrong with him. Another person came in and drew some of his blood to test. "Funny how you can spend your days looking at blood, and not being able to stand the sight of your own, huh?" He said to the woman taking the blood. "Tell me about it, hun." She said with a smile. She left and one more came in to whisk him off to a new room. He decided that if he was going to be there much longer, he might as well take the advantage of getting some rest. He closed his eyes and allowed sleep to overtake him.

Kerry was doing charts for Dave on this rather slow day when Mark came up to her. "Here you go Kerry. These are Dave's Test Results." He said, handing them to her and then walking off to find Liz.

Curiously she opened them and peeked inside. "Oh My God!" She said, not wanting to see what she was seeing.