He saw her standing in curtain 1, small, fragile and her jaw still bruised. She tried to reach for the IV-fluid and had to tip-toe. Two attempts later she cursed and reached for a chair.

Luka approached her, taking the chair from her and put it back

"Amox is it, you need?" With no effort he took the bottle and handed it to her. "Here you are."

"Thanks" she said in a raspy voice. She hadn't slept in days. It was difficult anyway after the attack, but now she saw Brian moving back in the appartment. Knowing her attacker lived next door didn't really help falling asleep easily. Or even when she drifted away, she would definitely wake up terrified as hell.

"Are you okay?" Luka asked worried. Tears welled in her eyes but she turned around starting something, anything.

He put his hand on her delicate shoulder, pushing her to look at him again. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, reallly, I just should get my thing together that's all. "

"Then why do you look like a little zombie, with dark circles around your eyes"

She looked at him, appalled. "What?"

"Sorry, but you can't ignore the fact that something is going on. Please tell me, maybe I can help. I want to help."

Looking up into his almost pleading eyes she stammered " Brian moved back in the building last week".

Hearing his name made Luka ball his fists again. "Did he do something?" He immediately changed his tone of voice.

"No, no, It's just, I can't forget what happened. I try not to see him or share the elevator with him. But I hear it when he's home, and I'm sure he knows when I'm home. It's difficult to find my peace at night and fall asleep or stay asleep."

Luka found it very hard to listen to her story. Not only did that guy attack her brutally once but now he still had control over her by just being there.

"I've been looking for another appartment, but as long as I can't afford a 2000 a month place or a one roomed studio I think I will just have to deal with the situation as it is now."

"Why don't you stay with me for a while? Just until you have found yourself a new place. You will only have to sleep with me in the weekends…" he joked.

She gave him a smile. "I don't think that would be a good idea. A nurse staying with the doctor. You know how the rumours go!".

Abby didn't trust herself around Luka. The first time she saw him, she remembered, she couldn't ignore his great looks, his sexy accent and mysterious life.

"I really want you to take care of yourself, Abby. Untill he moves out or you find yourself something else… you can't live without the sleep. "

Abby was called to trauma 1. "Think about it!" he called after her.

That evening she went to his place, full with doubt. She opened the building door, stepped in, changed her mind and went back outside.

The thought of going home didn't really reassure her.

So once again she went back in. She knocked on his door. The moment she wanted to leave again, a nice blonde opened the door.

"Come in" she said cheerily.

"No, I'm sorry, I just have to go." Abby felt so stupid and turned her back to the girl. "Who shall I tell stepped by?"

Luka arrived at the door and saw Abby leaving his door. "Hey", he took her arm. She froze.

"Hey, come in! I could really use your help with Pictionary. They are crushing me!"

Abby didn't know what to think. Before she could answer he dragged her inside. She couldn't resist. When she entered she saw a bunch of friends sitting at the coffee table playing Pictionary.

Abby didn't understand why she felt so jealous seeing the blonde girl opening the door.

He had nothing at all to explain to her!

Luka introduced Abby to his friends, most of them were his neighbours. "Hi guys, this is Abby, a friend-collegue of mine. She will be staying here for a while." He looked at her and she smiled confirming his introduction.

It warmed her heart that he cared for her so much. But that's just the way he was. A caring person to anyone.