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        <title>Part of You</title>
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        <![CDATA[ This is a short fic. Something to bide my time while I come up with my next masterpiece! LOL




Chapter 1

&quot;Thank you Erica for giving me a ride. I could have called a cab though.&quot; David told her not happy
she was driving him around in this weather.

&quot;It&#39;s the least I could do for you, you know. You come all the way out here and meet me when I
call.&quot; She replied.

&quot;I would do anything for you Erica, including driving 15 miles out of town so that your husband... ]]>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Re: Part of You ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <font size="2">That was a really great ending. I love that they&#39;re connected so deeply and that she did that for him. She would and he would for her too.
Loved their chat. This was great vignette. <img src="http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/smile.gif"></font>
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			<description><![CDATA[ This is the final chapter in this fic. Yes it&#39;s short and it stopped abruptly but I don&#39;t feel like adding anything else to it. Hopefully I will get my
next fic started soon!
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<p>Chapter 8 </p>

<p>The surgeries had taken well over 8 hours and it was sometime around early morning before they were being taken to recovery. Dr. Yang had laid down specific
orders for the two of them to be placed next to each other in recovery. That way when either one of them woke up they would know the other was alive, or in
David&#39;s case, know that Erica had been the one to save his life. There had been one complication in Erica&#39;s surgery. Her blood pressure had dropped
significantly but it was easily corrected with medication. Other than that everything had gone smoothly and Dr. Yang was thankful for two successful
operations. The only things left that could ruin it would be either infection in both patients or rejection from David&#39;s body.</p>

<p>Although David was... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <font size="2">Oh, I love it. She&#39;s going to save him. She loves him, even Dr. Yang knows it. Lets get them through surgery. More please.</font>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><font face="Calibri" size="2">Chapter 7</font></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><font face="Calibri" size="2">She had walked back into the ICU. Sat down in the same chair she had taken
residence for the past few days. He was still unconscious from the anesthesia but Dr. Yang was on his way over to where she was.</font></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><font face="Calibri" size="2">&quot;What do we do now?&quot; Were the words out of her mouth before the
doctor even announced her presence.</font></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><font face="Calibri" size="2">&quot;We just have to start over. David is at the top of the list for his
blood type and tissue types and the first available liver that matches will be sent here.&quot; The doctor told her.</font></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><font face="Calibri" size="2">&quot;So we just wait. Until... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <font size="2">Oh no, poor David. And me thinks Erica loves...just a little. It all needs to end happily. More please. <img src="http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/smile.gif"> And thanks for the B-day
present.</font>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p>Chapter 6</p>

<p>She had told the doctors what was going on but didn&#39;t tell David. She didn&#39;t want to scare him. She would wait for the doctors to decide how they
should proceed. This bleeding was a sign that the liver was barely functioning and would soon be not functioning at all. The fact that his liver was close to
failure meant that it wasn&#39;t producing the clotting factors needed to control normal blood platelets. This was creating internal bleeding as well as
external bleeding. It meant that only a few more hours would pass before things went from bad to worse. The next sign of liver failure would be increased
inter-cranial pressure causing disorientation and/or coma.</p>

<p>There was some good news though. They had found a liver in Michigan. They were just waiting for the consent for the donor organ and then it would be removed
and transferred to PVH. It only took three hours for them to get word that the liver was in flight and would be arriving within the... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p>Chapter 5</p>

<p>She had talked to Dr. Yang and he agreed to test her and see if she was a match. He explained things to her, about donation and transplantation.</p>

<p>It was only a few hours later that she met with the doctor again about the match results. It turned out that she was a match, a very good match. When she
heard that she was ready to go ahead with the surgery. The only problem was the doctor had looked over her medical records. First he told her that she
wasn&#39;t hemodynamically stable because of the miscarriage. The second was her past medical history, her heart problems. She tried to insist that she was
fine but the doctor told her he wasn&#39;t changing his mind. He said they would have to rely on donors from the national registry.</p>

<p>While she left the doctor&#39;s office to talk to Joe about, the doctor went to check on David&#39;s condition. He seemed to be stable for the moment but
the acute liver failure could progress faster at any moment. The... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p>Chapter 4</p>

<p>It had been a few days since the accident. David was moved from the SICU to the ICU the day after, when it seemed he was no longer at risk for complications
from the surgery. Erica had been discharged from the hospital the next morning and had been back every day to see him. He had asked Erica if she would be his
power of attorney, if she would make any decisions that needed to be done in case something else went wrong. He didn&#39;t have any one else to fit that role.
No wife, no children and no friends. <em>How pathetic</em>? He thought.</p>

<p>He realized he hated being a patient. Being the one to cut people open and tell them what was going on was so much easier than laying there waiting for that
person to come tell them. Dr. Yang had come in to see him today. It wasn&#39;t good news. His latest liver function tests came back and the part of the liver
that was left had never returned to normal functionality. If his liver didn&#39;t start to regenerate... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ I have all the way through chapter 5 done but you only get what  I want to post :P
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<p>Chapter 3</p>

<p>Dr. Johnson had come back in about a half hour later to finish up with the tests and confirmed her earlier diagnosis. She had admitted Erica to the hospital
for intravenous fluids and some medications to help speed up her recovery. Erica wasn&#39;t too happy with her impending stay at PVH but more importantly Jack
hadn&#39;t come back with an update yet. She had to know what was going on and the longer she went without any information the more she worried.</p>

<p>After the doctor had left, Joe came walking in. &quot;Jack is making some phone calls and talking with the police over the accident. He told me to tell you
that he asked about David. He said that you would believe it from me.&quot;  </p>

<p>She smiled at that but quickly thinking about what she had been thinking about for the last couple hours. &quot;What&#39;s going on with David? Is there any
news?&quot;... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ I am reposting this since DandEfan&#39;s site seems to go whacko sometimes and log me in as DrDavidfan instead of drdavidfan2!
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<p>Chapter 2</p>

<p>The fire department and paramedics arrived not more than a minute after she saw him pass out. She was thankful someone was here to help, they would help. He
wasn&#39;t going to die, he couldn&#39;t leave her, not yet. The young man had ran over to the medics and told them what had happened. He saw that man in the
car was bleeding and he just passed out. They followed him over to the car with their equipment and attended to Erica first. She was easily accessible. It was
David&#39;s door that was pinned against the tree that stopped them. She was angry at them, stopping to help her when he lay there bleeding.</p>

<p>&quot;I&#39;m fine.&quot; She told them. &quot;You need to help him. He&#39;s bleeding and he just passed out. There is something metal sticking into him
stomach, please don&#39;t let him die.&quot; She pleaded as... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <font size="2">Poor D&amp;E! Poor David. Love the reverse of the accident. Am still LMFAO that she needs David cause Ass is lousy in bed. Ah, good times. More
please. Please let David be okay!</font>
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			<description><![CDATA[ This is a short fic. Something to bide my time while I come up with my next masterpiece! LOL
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Chapter 1</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt">&quot;Thank you Erica for giving me a ride. I could have called a cab though.&quot; David told her not happy
she was driving him around in this weather.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt">&quot;It&#39;s the least I could do for you, you know. You come all the way out here and meet me when I
call.&quot; She replied.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt">&quot;I would do anything for you Erica, including driving 15 miles out of town so that your husband
doesn&#39;t know you are having sex with me.&quot; He teased knowing she hated talking about their affair out loud.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt">&quot;Would you stop talking like that?&quot; She said, his all too casual attitude annoying her.</p>

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