I came into my room after watching tonight's episode and "Hanging By A Moment" was playing on the radio and I thought it must be a sign. I decided to write a continuation of "A Simple Twist of Fate" because I didn't like how it ended with Luka and all that. If you think this story sucks, just remember it's 11:30 and I think I just had somewhat of an emotional breakdown while watching that episode. Bare with me people.
Unfortunately, I do not own any of the characters on ER. If I did, however, I'd have first dibs on Carter, but then he'd go to Abby (of course).
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"Here we are. Let me just get the light and we'll get you settled in." Susan said, unlocking the door to her apartment and reaching for the light switch. "The bathroom is around behind the kitchen. Sorry about the mess. I've been here for five months already and still haven't figured out where to put anything."
Abby walked in and ran her hand through her hair. She couldn't believe she was standing here and that the events of the night had really happened. She had been so stupid to even open the door in the first place.
"Can I get you something to drink? I'm not even really sure what I have in here, but I can find something, or we can order something." Susan broke through Abby's thoughts.
"Uh, I'm fine. Thank you for doing this. You really didn't have to."
"Oh, it's no problem. Really. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I let you just go back to your place." Susan tried to explain. "Here, I'll make up the bed."
"Come on, I'll lend you something to sleep in." Susan said and started into her room. Abby started to follow her in, but something on the ground caught her eye. She quickly walked around the object and towards Susan's voice that was now in the back of her closet. "Here, this should do it." Susan said, stepping out of the closet. Suddenly Susan also noticed the pair of boxers lying on the floor next to her bed and quickly scooped them up and placed them in a bin in her closet.
"Ah, sorry about that. I'm not a very organized person." Susan said embarrassed.
Abby took the nightgown Susan handed her and went into the bathroom to change. When she emerged a few minutes later, Susan had already made the bed.
"Thank you Dr. Lewis."
"Susan" Susan corrected. "If you need anything else let me know." Susan said, walking towards her own room.
"Do you love him?" Abby asked right as Susan reached the doorway. Susan stopped but didn't face Abby.
"I don't know." Susan said quietly.
"Yes you do. Do you love him?" Abby repeated boldly.
"I thought I did. I first saw him when he was a third year and now he's chief resident. How long have you been at County?" Susan changed the subject.
"Five years. Two in the ER and three in OB."
"You were a med student right?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Who was your resident?"
"Malucci. But John looked after me more." Abby admitted.
"You protected him when the guy who stabbed him came back." Susan said matter of factly.
"I knew what it did to him when Lucy died. I saw all that and I wouldn't want it to happen again."
"That's why I don't love him. I didn't care about protecting him. I was only interested in the care of the patient."
"That's what you do, you're a good doctor."
"But I'm a lousy girlfriend." Susan said, finally turning around and giving Abby an understanding look before turning around and going into her room and shutting the door. As the door clicked shut, Abby thought about what the other woman had just told her. If circumstances had been different, she and Susan would probably have been close friends. One person got in the way of that, Abby thought as she lay down on the bed. John Truman Carter.
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Please review and I'll continue!
Unfortunately, I do not own any of the characters on ER. If I did, however, I'd have first dibs on Carter, but then he'd go to Abby (of course).
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"Here we are. Let me just get the light and we'll get you settled in." Susan said, unlocking the door to her apartment and reaching for the light switch. "The bathroom is around behind the kitchen. Sorry about the mess. I've been here for five months already and still haven't figured out where to put anything."
Abby walked in and ran her hand through her hair. She couldn't believe she was standing here and that the events of the night had really happened. She had been so stupid to even open the door in the first place.
"Can I get you something to drink? I'm not even really sure what I have in here, but I can find something, or we can order something." Susan broke through Abby's thoughts.
"Uh, I'm fine. Thank you for doing this. You really didn't have to."
"Oh, it's no problem. Really. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I let you just go back to your place." Susan tried to explain. "Here, I'll make up the bed."
"Come on, I'll lend you something to sleep in." Susan said and started into her room. Abby started to follow her in, but something on the ground caught her eye. She quickly walked around the object and towards Susan's voice that was now in the back of her closet. "Here, this should do it." Susan said, stepping out of the closet. Suddenly Susan also noticed the pair of boxers lying on the floor next to her bed and quickly scooped them up and placed them in a bin in her closet.
"Ah, sorry about that. I'm not a very organized person." Susan said embarrassed.
Abby took the nightgown Susan handed her and went into the bathroom to change. When she emerged a few minutes later, Susan had already made the bed.
"Thank you Dr. Lewis."
"Susan" Susan corrected. "If you need anything else let me know." Susan said, walking towards her own room.
"Do you love him?" Abby asked right as Susan reached the doorway. Susan stopped but didn't face Abby.
"I don't know." Susan said quietly.
"Yes you do. Do you love him?" Abby repeated boldly.
"I thought I did. I first saw him when he was a third year and now he's chief resident. How long have you been at County?" Susan changed the subject.
"Five years. Two in the ER and three in OB."
"You were a med student right?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Who was your resident?"
"Malucci. But John looked after me more." Abby admitted.
"You protected him when the guy who stabbed him came back." Susan said matter of factly.
"I knew what it did to him when Lucy died. I saw all that and I wouldn't want it to happen again."
"That's why I don't love him. I didn't care about protecting him. I was only interested in the care of the patient."
"That's what you do, you're a good doctor."
"But I'm a lousy girlfriend." Susan said, finally turning around and giving Abby an understanding look before turning around and going into her room and shutting the door. As the door clicked shut, Abby thought about what the other woman had just told her. If circumstances had been different, she and Susan would probably have been close friends. One person got in the way of that, Abby thought as she lay down on the bed. John Truman Carter.
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Please review and I'll continue!