Syd Goes ER Style

By Rebecca

This is Rebecca again. I just thought it would be cool to have Syd and ER combined. Hope you enjoy.

Syd Goes ER Style

Sydney Hansen took a deep breath as she walked toward County Hospital in Chicago. She had been called by a fellow class mate from med school to help fill in while he was away on a trip. Syd jumped when she felt a tap on the shoulder. She turned around to see Lynda standing behind her.

"Mother what are you doing here?" Syd asked turning to face her mother.

"Now Syd you didn't think I was going to let you go crawling the streets of Chicago alone now did you?" Lynda asked following Syd into the ER of the hospital.

"Mother I'm not a child, I can take care of myself," Syd moaned.

"Suit yourself dear, but don't come crawling back to me when life in the ER gets messy," Lynda said and then she was gone.

Syd awoke with a start. she rubbed her eyes and realzed that she was on a plane on her way to Chicago. Syd sat up and heard the Captain's voice over the speaker.

"We have now reached the Chicago area, please put your seats and dinner trays in the upright position. We should be landing in about ten minutes."

Syd sighed gathered her stuff in her hands. Ten minutes later Syd was stepping off the plane. When syd reached the baggage claim she saw a familiar face. "Mark."

"Syd, you're looking just as pretty as you did ten years ago," Mark Green said. "Welocme to Chicago."

"Thanks, and I'm so pleased that you asked me to fill in for you," Syd said as she got her luggage off the spinning ramp. "I own a family clinic back in Providence so I'm not to good when it comes to trauma."

"You'll get the hang of it in no time," Mark said as he helped Syd carry her bags. "I've gotten you a room at the Marriott Hotel."

"Oh, you didn't have to do that," Syd said as they walked toward the place to catch a cab. "I could have gotten a room just as easy."

"It's the least I could do, you're filling in for me for one whole week, that's a long time to be away from your family and job."

"I'm very happy to be here, I've never been to Chicago," Syd said as they waited for the cab driver to load Syd's stuff in the trunk. "It should be fun."

The next day Syd arrived at County Hospital and went in to find Mark waiting for her. "Hi," Syd said going over to Mark.

"Glad you could come so early," Mary said. He handed her a stack of charts. "Therse are my patients, if you get a chance read over their charts jsut in case they happen to drop by."

"Will do," Syd said. "Is there a place where I can put my stuff?"

Mark showed Syd the lounge and Syd put her stuff in an axtra locker. Then she turned around and sighed. "Don't worry you'll get used to it," Mark said. "Well, I'm off, good luck."

"Thanks, you too," Syd called. She watched Mark go and then walked out of the lounge. She saw a lady with a cane and a lab coat holding a bunch of charts.

"Carol have you seen Carter?" the lady asked.

"Try exam two," Carol said. She took a bunch of charts and started down the hall with them, not even noticing Syd.

"Thanks," the lady called. Then she noticed Syd standing in the middle of the hallway looking unsure about what to do. "You must be Dr. Hansen, Mark's replacement. I'm Kerry Weaver, chief of the ER."

"Sydney Hansen," Syd said. "I"ve actually never worked in an ER before. I own a clinic back home for people who can't afford medical help." she walked down the hall along side Kerry.

"Well, here in the ER you have to be quick and always ready to go. Don't worry you'll get the hang of it," Kerry said as she pushed her way into exam two. "Carter, you have a patient out in the waiting room waiting to see you."

"Thanks Kerry, whose your friend?" John asked.

"This is Dr. Hansen, a friend of Marks'. She's going to be filling in for him for the next week," Kerry said.

"John Carter, please to meet you," John said. "Everyone calls me Carter."

"Hi," Syd said. She turned to Kerry. "So, where would you like me to start?" Then a nurse poked her head into the room.

"Dr. Weaver, Carter we need you. A double trauma is coming in and it's going to be messy," the nurse said.

"Thanks," Kerry said. "Come on Syd, we need you too."

Syd followed Kerry into trauma one and noticed a girl about sixteen on the table. Syd grabbed a gown and some gloves and went over to the girl. "What happened here?"

"Sixteen year old girl fell from a ladder," a nurse said. "She keeps complaining of a tender neck bone."

"Hi honey I'm Dr. Hansen," Syd said gently trying to calm the girl down as Kerry and Carter worked on her. "What's your name?"

"Julie,:" Julie said. She winced in pain. "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?" Syd asked.

"My neck and my back," Julie said.

Syd turned to Kerry. "She could have a broken collar bone."

"CT will determine her injuries," Kerry said. She started wheeling Julie toward the door. "Let's get this one up to CT, NOW."

Syd watched the girl go. Then she felt someone come up behind her.

"Great job for your first time," Carter said.

"Thanks," Syd said pulling off the gloves. "I hope I was fast enough."

"You haven't seen anything yet," Cater said and then walked off to tend to the other patient who had been brought in.

Syd went into the lounge six hours later and sank down on the couch. She was exhausted and didn't know how the other doctors could hold up for hours at a time.

"Rough day?" a nurse asked noticing Syd on the couch.

"Yes," Syd said. She stood up. "I'm Sydney Hansen, I don't believe we've met?"

"Carol Hathaway," Carol said shaking hands with Syd. "This your first day?"

"Yeah, I'm filling in for Mark Green," Syd said.

"Oh," Carol said as she walked out into the hallway. "So where are you from?"

"Providence, Rhode Island," Syd said. Then she heard someone shout her name.

"Dr. Hansen we need you quck, a nine year old boy cut himself in the arm," Carter said. "He's Mark's patient.'

"Thanks," Syd said walking toward room two. Syd walked in to find Dr. Weaver and a boy about nine years old sitting on the table. "Hi, I can take it from here."

"OK," Kerry said. "Bye Conner."

"Bye," Conner said. "Am I ganna have another scar, I already got three."

"well, Conner today is your lucky day. I"m a plastic sergeon," Syd said gently as she prepared the needle.

"A plastic sergeon?" Kerry asked from the doorway. "Well, maybe we should just hold you hostage and keep you for the rest of your life."

Syd laughed. Then she rubbed some stuff on Conner's arm. "Don't worry, if I can stitch a famous star in LA I can certainally stitch up a cut."

"I'm not worried," Conner said and laughed when Syd tickled his tummy.

After Syd was done stitching up Conner's arm she went out into the hallway. She found Kerry by the door glaring at her. "What?"

"Syd can I speak to you for a moment?" Kerry asked.

"Sure," Syd said following Kerry toward the lounge.

"Syd here at the ER we don't lie to our patients just to make them feel better. That lie that you told Conner about working in LA," Kerry said but Syd stopped her before she could continue.

"That wasn't a lie, I worked and went to school in LA. I lived there for four years doing nose jobs and lip jobs on over privilaged teenagers and famous stars," Syd snapped.

"I'm sorry, I didin't know," Kerry said. She walked back into the hallway. "Patients, now.'

Syd laughed and headed down the hall. She saw Carol at the front desk and waved. Then a lady with red hair came running in, followed by a stretcher carrying a thirty year old female.

"What do we have here?" Syd asked.

"Thirty year old shot twice in the chest, no response," the lady said. "Let's get this one to trauma two."

Syd followed the lady toward trauma and got to work. "OK, we need to stop the bleeding." Syd and the team worked but in the end could not save the lady's life. "Time of death, 9:45." Syd took off her gloves and gown, drained.

"You must be new here?" the lady with the red hair asked.

"Yeah, Sydney Hansen," Syd said.

"Elizabeth Quordae," Elizabeth said. "But you can call me Lizzy."

"I've actiually never seen a person die before," Syd said. "I work and own a family clinc and I rarely see a perosn die."

"I understand, do you mind if I give you some advice?" Lizzy asked as the two walked down the hall toward the lounge.

"Sure," Syd said holding open the door.

"Life in the ER gets easier, but seeing a person die, that never gets easier. I"ve been at it almost two years and I still have trouble watching a person die."

Syd sat down on the couch. "I don't like that feeling when I know that I couldn't help a person."

"Me neither, but we have to get on with life," Lizzy said. "You remind me a lot of a girl I knew. Her name was Lucy Knight and she got sad every time she couldn't help someone."

"I'd like to meet her," Syd said standing up.

"I'm sorry, you can't. She died a few weeks ago from multiple stab wounds."

"I'm sorry," Syd said.

"It's OK, Carter and she were stapped by a patient of there's," Lizzy said going out the door.

"So that's why John is so weak?" Syd asked.

"Yes, he still hasn't regained all his strength and is very destracted in his work." Lizy grabbed a bunch of charts and started down the hall. "Maybe we can grab a coffee some time tonight or perhaps tomorow."

"Yeah, I'd like that."

On Syd's last day at work the ER was buzzing. Syd did three traumas and helped six children stich up their arms. Syd was packing up to leave for Providence when she heard someone shout.

"Let's get her to trauma two," a nurse shouted.

Syd went out in the hall and saw Lizzy lying on a stretcher. "What happened?"

"She fell through a glass window," Carol said.

"She needs to get to the OR NOW," Syd said.

"We've already called them," Carol said.

Syd held pressure to the wounds and moments later Lizzy was taken to the OR. Syd watched the stretcher roll down the hall. Then she felt a tap on the shoulder.

'Dr. Hansen I was wondering if you would assist me in Dr. Quordae's surgery?" Dr. Bentton asked.

"I'd love to," Syd said and headed for the elevator. Thirty minutes later the surgery was done and Lizzy was taken to recovery. Syd stood by her bed waiting for her to wake up.

"What happened?" Lizzy asked weakly.

"You fell through a glass window," Syd said.

'Someone pushed me," Lizzy said.

"Shh, don't speak, you need to rest," Syd said.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," Syd said and left the room feeling that she had done something right.

"This ER sure has changed without me," a girl with brown hair said approaching Syd who lay on the couch in the lounge.

"What?" Syd asked sitting up. "Who are you?"

"Lucy Knight," Lucy said.

"You're the girl that died from getting stabbed?" Syd asked sitting up.

"Yeah," Lucy said. "Thanks for saving Dr. Quordae's life."

"No problem," Syd said. .

"I"ve been getting to know your mom, she's cool."

"How do you know my mom?" Syd asked.

"How do you know Joanie?" came Lynda's voice. "You see her everyday. I have the room right next door to Lucy. We talk everyday."

"Mom, what are you doing here?" Syd asked standing up.

"Lucy wanted to check up on everyone in the ER," Lynda said. "And I wanted to check up on you. How are you holding up?"

"Not so good, I saw people die mother," Syd complained.

'That's the worst part about working in the ER," Lucy said. "You can't save everyone out there. I'm still having to learn that and I'm dead now."

"They'll miss you here," Lucy said. She turned to leave. "It was nice meeting you."

"You too and don't let my mother get you into too much trouble," Syd warned with a laugh.

Lucy nodded and headed out the door without a backward glance.

Syd awoke with a start and realized that she was in her own bed. The flight had been exhausting but the rest of the week had been very eventful. Syd was glad to be home but she would never forget her experiences at County Hospital in Chicago in the ER. Syd got up and dressed. Her stuff still laid in heaps on the floor. After dressing Syd went into the kitchen. She found Joanie and Jim, along with Hannah already there.

"Hey," Joanie said. "When did you get home?"

"Around eleven last night," Syd said. "It was an eventful week."

"I bet," Joanie said taking Hannah out of her high chair. "So, how's Mark?"

"Fine, and nothing went on between us. He wasn't even there Joanie," Syd said pouring herself a cup of coffee. "I liked working in the ER, but I couldn't watch people die everyday."

"You watched a person die?" Joanie asked.

"Yeah, more than once." Syd got up and headed for the door. "Well I'm out of here." Syd slammed the door without a backward glance.

Joanie turned to her father. "Syd will never change."

"You're right about that," Jim said. The three walked into the living room glad that Syd was home safely.


2000 Rebecca

DISCLAIMER: Characters mentioned in this story that have appeared in the NBC series "Providence" are the property of National Broadcasting Company. No copyright infringement is intended.
Characters mentioned in this story that have appeared in the NBC series "ER" are the property of Warner Bros. Television and National Broadcasting Company. No copyright infringement is intended.