Author's note: I do not own any of the e.r characters, this is why it is a FAN fic. and no offence, but piss of maggie may! all u do is insult carbies, but if ur not a carby urself then y read it when it is in the description. Please review, as on my last fic no1 reviewed it but me and my best friend. vv. depressing. I am sorry if this is upsetting to anyone.

Drowning in the snow

"Susan, where the hell do you think you're going?" yelled Romano angrily at Susan as she opened the door to reveal the whirlwind of snow outside.

"Romano, it's Christmas and I'm going home so that I can be with my presents. And yes, I have got leave."

"Bah. Humbug," muttered Robert.

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As Abby entered the locker room, she knew who she would find. Even so, she wasn't prepared for what was about to happen. The moment she saw his staggered pace as he edged his way towards her she knew. John Carter, the man she was in love with, was drunk.

"Heya Abby!" he hiccuped as he stumbled towards her. She collapsed in a fit of giggles.

"John." She laughed as she looked into his deep brown hazel eyes.

"I love you miss Lockhart!" he muttered into her ear before collapsing onto her leg and smothering it with kisses.

Abby looked at the plastered ceiling of the locker room. Although she knew he was unbelievably drunk and that it wasn't real feelings, she couldn't help but feel that this was the greatest moment in her panic-stricken life. And then she felt Carter's hands slide up her thighs. She knew this wasn't right.

"Carter. It's lucky we're on Christmas leave or you would be in such trouble. " she said anxiously.

Carter groaned.

"Abbbyyyy. I loove you. Please, please?" he cried, running his hands up her thighs, nearing her groin. But at this point, Abby was tearing him off.

"Get off me!"she cried, backing away. Suddenly, Carter stood up, and lashed out at her.

"It's him, isn't it?"he accused her threateningly. "It's Luka. You still love him"

Abby couldn't believe it. How could the man that she loved hurt her like this?

"Don't be stupid. I love you."she cried out, trying to convince him. But it was no good.

"Don't lie to me!"he yelled, knocking her with a ferocious punch. "You love him." Before he could attack her again, Abby was forced to run out the door, tears streaming down her face. She got a taxi the way back to her apartment and collapsed, sobbing, onto her bed.

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Carter lay on his bed, sipping a glass of water. He remembered last night. He couldn't believe how he could have been such a jerk. It was his one chance with Abby and he'd blown it. Why was he so stupid?

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Abby sat up, in bed. It was the next morning and she hadn't been able to sleep all of last night. She knew that there was only one way to get rid of the harsh things Carter had done. She opened up her wardrobe and reached inside for the bottle of whisky that she'd got for Christmas. She pulled on her coat and boots, and slipped out of the door. Slowly she made her way through the bitter mist towards her favourite spot. Gradually, she made her way through the bottle.

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As she reached the end of her late night stroll, Susan decided that she'd like to drop into the E.R. As she neared it, however, she was surprised to see through the darkness, a familiar face.

"Abby?"she called out, to the body slumped up on the bench. "Abby, you okay?"

When she had no answer, she edged nearer and nearly fainted from shock. Abby, was lying on the bench, a glass bottle by her side, unconscious.