Title: The Unexpected
Rating: PG-13, I mean nothing really risque in here at all, but just to be safe!
Spoilers: A few, nothing you didn't see coming though.
Summary: Two people get drunk, one thing leads to another, and they end up in bed together. But what happens next.
Author's Note: A Carby!! This came to me late last night. Lemme know what you think!
Disclaimer: I only wrote the story, I own nada. Not the characters, not nothing. That's all NBC!
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Carter woke to the light streaming in his eyes, he looked out the window. It was morning. God was it morning, and way to bright. Carter's head was killing him, the lights was making his eyes water, and his head was pounding. He tried to remember why, of course, he remembered drinking almost a tub of liquor. He barley remembered anything about the night before.
Carter had been working the day before, there had been a lot going on. Multiple stab victims and G.S.W's. There had been a huge gang war, a lot of innocent bystander's had been involved as well.
There had been at least 20 traumas all revolving around that, it had been a busy day for everyone. The had lost 13 people. Only 7 survived. It had been a bad day for everyone. Carter remembered they all had decided to go out and get drinks after. Him, Susan, Luka, Chuny, Haleh, and Abby. Carter remembered telling Abby off for drinking, then she had shouted at him, because he had been drinking too. She was yelling what a hypocrite he was. Then it all became kinda blurry.
He didn't know how he had gotten home, or even the time he finally got home. Carter placed his hands over his eyes. He didn't want to think. He just wanted to go back to sleep. He had been having such a good dream. He had been with Abby. They were having sex. He smiled, like that would ever happen again.
He tried to relax again, thankful that he didn't have to work that day. He shifted slightly under the covers, and suddenly became aware that he wasn't completely lying just on top of the mattress. There was something else there. A warm, smooth body. He sat up instantly opening his eyes, the comforter fell off of him and he realized he was naked. And there was a naked woman lying right next to him. He held his head, it was pounding, he had sat up to fast. There was a naked woman lying right next to him, her hair was strew across her back and she had her head facing the other way so he couldn't see her face. He placed one hand on the mattress next to the woman, and slowly leaned over her to see her face.
Her hair was covering that too, he slowly brushed it aside.
"SHIT!" He shouted.
The woman's eyes jerked open.
"Carter! What in the hell.
She sat up too. Looked down and realized she was completely naked. She pulled the covers up to her chest. She put her hand to her head, and groaned.
"Carter what happened?
"I think, well, we got drunk, and then we had sex.
"Oh my God Carter. We had sex?"
"Yeah, we had sex, and from what I remember it was more than once."
"Oh my God. Where are we?"
"We're at my place. This is my house, Abby."
Rating: PG-13, I mean nothing really risque in here at all, but just to be safe!
Spoilers: A few, nothing you didn't see coming though.
Summary: Two people get drunk, one thing leads to another, and they end up in bed together. But what happens next.
Author's Note: A Carby!! This came to me late last night. Lemme know what you think!
Disclaimer: I only wrote the story, I own nada. Not the characters, not nothing. That's all NBC!
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Carter woke to the light streaming in his eyes, he looked out the window. It was morning. God was it morning, and way to bright. Carter's head was killing him, the lights was making his eyes water, and his head was pounding. He tried to remember why, of course, he remembered drinking almost a tub of liquor. He barley remembered anything about the night before.
Carter had been working the day before, there had been a lot going on. Multiple stab victims and G.S.W's. There had been a huge gang war, a lot of innocent bystander's had been involved as well.
There had been at least 20 traumas all revolving around that, it had been a busy day for everyone. The had lost 13 people. Only 7 survived. It had been a bad day for everyone. Carter remembered they all had decided to go out and get drinks after. Him, Susan, Luka, Chuny, Haleh, and Abby. Carter remembered telling Abby off for drinking, then she had shouted at him, because he had been drinking too. She was yelling what a hypocrite he was. Then it all became kinda blurry.
He didn't know how he had gotten home, or even the time he finally got home. Carter placed his hands over his eyes. He didn't want to think. He just wanted to go back to sleep. He had been having such a good dream. He had been with Abby. They were having sex. He smiled, like that would ever happen again.
He tried to relax again, thankful that he didn't have to work that day. He shifted slightly under the covers, and suddenly became aware that he wasn't completely lying just on top of the mattress. There was something else there. A warm, smooth body. He sat up instantly opening his eyes, the comforter fell off of him and he realized he was naked. And there was a naked woman lying right next to him. He held his head, it was pounding, he had sat up to fast. There was a naked woman lying right next to him, her hair was strew across her back and she had her head facing the other way so he couldn't see her face. He placed one hand on the mattress next to the woman, and slowly leaned over her to see her face.
Her hair was covering that too, he slowly brushed it aside.
"SHIT!" He shouted.
The woman's eyes jerked open.
"Carter! What in the hell.
She sat up too. Looked down and realized she was completely naked. She pulled the covers up to her chest. She put her hand to her head, and groaned.
"Carter what happened?
"I think, well, we got drunk, and then we had sex.
"Oh my God Carter. We had sex?"
"Yeah, we had sex, and from what I remember it was more than once."
"Oh my God. Where are we?"
"We're at my place. This is my house, Abby."