I was going to set this after 1x4 but since they didn't find her mother until 1-5 this is three days after that
Title: Late night conversations
author: Cindy Ryan
notes: Follows my other Buck/Abby fics
Buck awoke sweating and disoriented. He didn't remember screaming or the pounding on his door from concerned friends. Now his roommates stood in his open bedroom doorway looking concerned and sleepy. Trying to pull himself together Buck glanced at the alarm clock; two o,clock.
"Sorry."Evan apologized glancing at his housemates.
"Second time since the plane crash."Dan said stepping forward."Y..."
"It'll pass just a side affect of the job."Buck replied rubbing a hand over his face.
"You were screaming,"Roger stated
"I was?"Evan blinked in surprise."Don't remember."
"You okay?"Dan asked
"Yeah sorry I woke you."Evan responded .
"You need to talk to someone, dude."Roger added as they left.
Buck knew he did but the shrink he'd turned that into a sex thing before she could help. Reaching for his phone Buck cleared the screen and dialed a familiar number.
Abby wasn't sure what had awoken her. After her mother's disappearance Abby had left her phone next to her on the bed. Even though Patricia was home safe and sound Abby found the habit hard to glanced at the screen and saw a recent missed call from Buck and no voicemail. She saw the time and frowned after three. Abby cleared the screen and hit the callback option and placed the phone to her right ear leaving the lights off.
"Hi, sorry I know it's late."Buck greeted and Abby heard the tension in his voice.
"It's okay,; what's wrong?"Abby asked with concern.
"Doozie of a nightmare."Buck said with a sigh. "Apparently I woke my roommates up screaming….don't remember that part."
"Want to come over and talk about it?"Abby offered. "I know tea isn't a macho drink but it does help."
"Yeah, appreciate that."Buck replied quietly. "Don't think I could go back to sleep anyway. Be there in half an hour."
"Okay."Abby acknowledged and ended the call.
Abby turned the lights on and kicked the covers off. She set the phone aside and stood walking to the closet to pull clothes out to dress. Then she stopped and shook her head; it was three in the morning he'd have to deal with her in a robe and slippers. Picking up the phone Abby quietly went to the kitchen and filled a red tea kettle with water. She put it on the stove to heat. Abby yawned and knew she wasn't going back to sleep either.