Attraction
'Why did I do it? She wanted me and I turned her down'. Carter thought but deep down he knew the answer: 'Cause she's still in love with Luka. Abby loves Luka, not me'. That night she'd asked him to help, laughed about massaging his back and even though she was messing around, that idea turned Carter on more than she could have imagined. Now, that was really what he could do with. The woman he loved massaging his back. Carter was delirious just thinking about it but he pulled himself back out of that dream. In his bead, Carter thought about what had happened earlier. They were just taking their night stroll like usual, Carter just enjoying her presence. She didn't need to say anything for him to know what she was thinking, before tonight: he thought he understood her and when she said what she did it was just so...........unexpected. Carter tried to keep in mind that she had come to him because she was lonely and upset about her break-up with Luka. He didn't want it to be true but he knew it was and was trying to convince himself to accept that and to just leave it where it was.
'He turned me down. He turned me down.' It was the only thought in Abby's mind that night. He had loved her and when she'd finally realised that she loved him too it was too late. 'He turned me down.' How would she be able to look at him, speak to him after the discussion they'd had? In Abby's head nothing was right. In Abby's heart it was even worse: it was chaos, heartache. He was the only good thing she had left in her life, and in a couple of minutes she'd lost him too. 'He turned me down.' Abby was so tired, fed up and hurt that she got undressed and into the new "sexy lingerie" she'd just bought, got into her bed and after hours and hours thinking of just one thought she drifted into a bad sleep.
He woke up covered in sweat. Once again he'd dreamed about her and this time it had gone further than romance. He'd been touching every part of her body, kissing, licking, feeling. The smell of her still lingered in his nostrils. He started To dream of her again but the sound of his alarm pulled him harshly back to reality. He dragged himself out of his bed to the kitchen and made himself some coffee. 7am, he was on in an hour and a half. He was almost happy to be going to work; it would take his mind off Abby. He was happily thinking this when he remembered that she was on at the same time. He would try his best to avoid her and he prayed to God that she would do the same.
Five hours later, John was tired and fed up. He went to the lounge to grab a cup of coffee and as he walked in, he saw the person he'd been dreading to see all day. Abby was lying down on the couch. He tried to sneak out as quietly as possible, but it was too late, she'd seen him. "Carter", she said it with no hint of emotion in her voice. "Abby", he replied trying to hide out the disappointment, friendliness and love out of his voice as he said the one word that he loved to say. "we need to talk." She wanted to talk! Well then let her.
As Carter didn't say anything she took it as an agreement to what wasn't really a question. "I-I didn't know you felt that way". No point pretending that she hadn't understood what he'd meant. "I thought we were just friends and-and that was all." Carter watched her talk, she was so beautiful like always. He had tried to resist but he couldn't anymore and before she knew it his lips were on hers, kissing her passionately. She pulled back surprised but in that one second she had realized, she had finally realized what she should of a long time ago: she loved him. Abigail Lockhart loved John Trumann Carter.
"I'm sorry...", he began but didn't have time to finish his sentence before her lips were on his, her tongue in his mouth. This time it was his turn to be surprised and pull back. The look on his face demanding an explanation. "Carter, ... I love you.", she simply said before she once more put her lips on his. Carter thought he was dreaming or hallucinating and kissed her back as passionately as she was. He nearly lost all control but he had just enough sense to pull back and say: "I love you too Abby". They couldn't resist anymore and Abby started taking John's lab coat off while kissing him. Carter was the happiest man on earth, he felt her lips, tongue, hands all over him, her hips and waist pulled right up against his. He had his hands on her waist not knowing if he was allowed to or not, but he soon found out the answer when she pulled them over her ass. They felt so good in each others arms and they were so into their make out session that they didn't notice the door opening until Weaver shouted: "Carter, Abby!"
They quickly pulled apart; Carter grabbing his T-shirt from the floor and Abby pulling her op down to cover her stomach. They both noticed that practically all the hospital was watching them through the door, still open. "What's your excuse?" Kerry barked at them. "We're off our shifts and we can do what we like in our free time?" John tried trying to make the atmosphere a bit friendlier. Kerry took it very well and asked: "well, would you mind doing what you want at your houses?" They answered a hurried "no" and tried to get out of the ER without having to answer any questions. As soon as they got out Chuni and Haleh were on them. Carter blocked his ears and walked. Abby saw him and did exactly the same. They quickly ran off to the EL station and found seats next to each other not being able to keep their hands off each other. They soon arrived at Abby's, stopping kissing only so Abby could get the key in the lock......
'Why did I do it? She wanted me and I turned her down'. Carter thought but deep down he knew the answer: 'Cause she's still in love with Luka. Abby loves Luka, not me'. That night she'd asked him to help, laughed about massaging his back and even though she was messing around, that idea turned Carter on more than she could have imagined. Now, that was really what he could do with. The woman he loved massaging his back. Carter was delirious just thinking about it but he pulled himself back out of that dream. In his bead, Carter thought about what had happened earlier. They were just taking their night stroll like usual, Carter just enjoying her presence. She didn't need to say anything for him to know what she was thinking, before tonight: he thought he understood her and when she said what she did it was just so...........unexpected. Carter tried to keep in mind that she had come to him because she was lonely and upset about her break-up with Luka. He didn't want it to be true but he knew it was and was trying to convince himself to accept that and to just leave it where it was.
'He turned me down. He turned me down.' It was the only thought in Abby's mind that night. He had loved her and when she'd finally realised that she loved him too it was too late. 'He turned me down.' How would she be able to look at him, speak to him after the discussion they'd had? In Abby's head nothing was right. In Abby's heart it was even worse: it was chaos, heartache. He was the only good thing she had left in her life, and in a couple of minutes she'd lost him too. 'He turned me down.' Abby was so tired, fed up and hurt that she got undressed and into the new "sexy lingerie" she'd just bought, got into her bed and after hours and hours thinking of just one thought she drifted into a bad sleep.
He woke up covered in sweat. Once again he'd dreamed about her and this time it had gone further than romance. He'd been touching every part of her body, kissing, licking, feeling. The smell of her still lingered in his nostrils. He started To dream of her again but the sound of his alarm pulled him harshly back to reality. He dragged himself out of his bed to the kitchen and made himself some coffee. 7am, he was on in an hour and a half. He was almost happy to be going to work; it would take his mind off Abby. He was happily thinking this when he remembered that she was on at the same time. He would try his best to avoid her and he prayed to God that she would do the same.
Five hours later, John was tired and fed up. He went to the lounge to grab a cup of coffee and as he walked in, he saw the person he'd been dreading to see all day. Abby was lying down on the couch. He tried to sneak out as quietly as possible, but it was too late, she'd seen him. "Carter", she said it with no hint of emotion in her voice. "Abby", he replied trying to hide out the disappointment, friendliness and love out of his voice as he said the one word that he loved to say. "we need to talk." She wanted to talk! Well then let her.
As Carter didn't say anything she took it as an agreement to what wasn't really a question. "I-I didn't know you felt that way". No point pretending that she hadn't understood what he'd meant. "I thought we were just friends and-and that was all." Carter watched her talk, she was so beautiful like always. He had tried to resist but he couldn't anymore and before she knew it his lips were on hers, kissing her passionately. She pulled back surprised but in that one second she had realized, she had finally realized what she should of a long time ago: she loved him. Abigail Lockhart loved John Trumann Carter.
"I'm sorry...", he began but didn't have time to finish his sentence before her lips were on his, her tongue in his mouth. This time it was his turn to be surprised and pull back. The look on his face demanding an explanation. "Carter, ... I love you.", she simply said before she once more put her lips on his. Carter thought he was dreaming or hallucinating and kissed her back as passionately as she was. He nearly lost all control but he had just enough sense to pull back and say: "I love you too Abby". They couldn't resist anymore and Abby started taking John's lab coat off while kissing him. Carter was the happiest man on earth, he felt her lips, tongue, hands all over him, her hips and waist pulled right up against his. He had his hands on her waist not knowing if he was allowed to or not, but he soon found out the answer when she pulled them over her ass. They felt so good in each others arms and they were so into their make out session that they didn't notice the door opening until Weaver shouted: "Carter, Abby!"
They quickly pulled apart; Carter grabbing his T-shirt from the floor and Abby pulling her op down to cover her stomach. They both noticed that practically all the hospital was watching them through the door, still open. "What's your excuse?" Kerry barked at them. "We're off our shifts and we can do what we like in our free time?" John tried trying to make the atmosphere a bit friendlier. Kerry took it very well and asked: "well, would you mind doing what you want at your houses?" They answered a hurried "no" and tried to get out of the ER without having to answer any questions. As soon as they got out Chuni and Haleh were on them. Carter blocked his ears and walked. Abby saw him and did exactly the same. They quickly ran off to the EL station and found seats next to each other not being able to keep their hands off each other. They soon arrived at Abby's, stopping kissing only so Abby could get the key in the lock......