Forgot To Remember

[not-purrrfect.livejournal.com]

Title: Forgot To Remember
Author: not_purrrfect
Fandom: ER
Words: 100
Challenge: #72 Forgotten and Remembered
Summary: Mark Greene meets Joyce Summers



"Hey," Joyce said to the bald man. "Don't I know you?"

"Your face looks familiar...but" he points to his bandaged head, "I forget a lot of stuff lately. I'm Mark Greene." He held his hand out to her.

"Ah, and your wife's name is Elisabeth, right?"

"Actually, I call her Lizzie, but yes that's her." Mark nodded and smiled.

"Brain tumor?" she asked meekly.

"Brain tumor."

"Good luck!" Joyce said.

"You too, Joyce." Mark answered. Managing a weak smile, because this was his second time around this not so merry go round, and he already knew he was a goner.

Comments

[gale-dragoon.livejournal.com]

Ok this had me tear up a little. Mostly because I can not physically watch the episode where Joyce died because it's too emotional for me. I crt like a baby then leave the room. But oddly for Mark Greene on ER it wasn't nearly as bad because it was an expected kind of death. Easier to cope with. Odd but true even if I did cry a little for him too.

I think this is a WONDERFUL little drabble.

[not-purrrfect.livejournal.com]

Thanks and I cry so hard for both episodes that I acutally forget to breath, *but I cry hardest for *Mark* LOL I hope I don't join Mark & or Joyce.

He he bad pun, sorry. But thanks for the review!

[gale-dragoon.livejournal.com]

No problem!

I think I didn't cr as hard for Mark because I was younger (I think) when it first aired and I didn't yet get in impact of death.

I cried harder for Joyce because once I did and finally saw that season I couldn't not cry.

[not-purrrfect.livejournal.com]

I'm 47. I loved them both. Hey I just reviewed yours!

I have a fan fic comm you can join. purrfect_fanfiction. Please feel free.

[gale-dragoon.livejournal.com]

And I'm almost 22.

I'll check it out, thanks.

[kirylyn.livejournal.com]

very nice!!

would never have thought of having those two hooking up over tumor treatments but it could happen.

tho I thought only Rocket called her 'Lizzie' because she so hated it?

[not-purrrfect.livejournal.com]

Hummmm I forgot about Mark not calling her that, oh well. Thanks for the nice review.

I have written lots of ER, it is another favorite fandom of mine. I used to have a lot of Cardano in fact.
Anyway, again thanks.

[jedibuttercup]

Awwwww.

That's 2/6!

[not-purrrfect.livejournal.com]

Thank You what does 2/6 mean.

[jedibuttercup]

2/6 means that if you're here because of the Mod Birthday Drabble Fest, you've now written 2 of the 6 drabbles required to earn a fic prize.

[not-purrrfect.livejournal.com]

OK. But I can't do multiple lj cuts so can I please just do the stories as separate entries please?

I'm autistic, (aspergers) so I'm kind of stupid.

[jedibuttercup]

Seperate entries is fine; a lot of people are doing that.

Say rather that aspergers gives you trouble grasping some things; I know better than to believe it makes you stupid. *points at drabble as example* I know several people on the sliding scale from ADHD->aspergers->autism.

[not-purrrfect.livejournal.com]

Can I just hug you.

I'm sorry for belittling myself. I'm having a bad health crisis right now. That's why I'm not posting so much at TTH because I have no beta.

THANK YOU x 1 million

Part 2

[not-purrrfect.livejournal.com]

I know this doesn't fit the challenge, but I finished the story so here it is.


Chapter 2


Set after ER episode "The Letter" Mark Greene's POV



The beach is suddenly too quiet. I am barely aware of my own breathing... wait.... I'm NOT breathing! Shit!


I made it for longer than some people thought. Now I imagine it will be green (Greene) fields forever now. Then I laugh at my own pun. So serene here wherever I am. Hey, I'm a serene Greene. I laugh again.

A voice says. “Did it hurt?” I spin around and see the woman I’d met a couple of times in Dr. Burke’s waiting room. “Joyce? Hi.” Then, reality smacks me in the face. She didn’t survive either. “No.” I answer. “It didn’t hurt. I just went to sleep. Did it hurt for you?”

She smiles. “A little, I felt a twinge of pain then, I just went to sleep too.”

I say, “I wonder and worry about those we left behind though.”

“So do I.” She whispered, and then looked right into my eyes. “So, Mark, should I show you around the place?”

“What place is this anyway?”

Joyce says. “It’s wherever you want it to be.”

I think all I want is to be back at County General doing my thing. But this is a wish I won’t get.