Luka sat on the leather couch. The sounds of the ER seeped underneath the door. He wanted to be alone right now. Seeing the things he has.... Just gets to him sometimes. He had just lost a mother and daughter. They were hit by a hit and run, severe head traumas, too much blood loss...It was hopeless. After days like these, Luka had a hard time coming back. He had a hard time trying not to think about Danjiela, Marko, or Jasna. The door opened and Lydia walked in.

"We have a five year old coming in whose been seizing for ten minutes," She said. Luka sighed.

"All right. I'm coming." He stood up adjusting his lab coat. He slowly walked outside. A hand grabbed his and pulled him into a kiss. Luka pulled away to see Abby Lockhart smiling up at him.

"I just felt like doing that." She said. Luka managed a smile.

"Well, your kisses are always accepted here." She frowned slightly.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm good." Luka said scratching his neck; "I have a patient coming in." He slowly went into the ambulance bay. Abby stood back, leaning against the admit desk, watching him bring a little girl into a trauma room. He was thinking about the war again, She thought. Abby watched him move about the room, helping the girl. He was amazing. He was a great doctor and helped so many people. Abby was head over heals in love with him. Although, he didn't know that.

"Abby, you have an IV running dry." Chuny said walking up to the desk. Abby shook her head, breaking her gaze.

"Ah...Thanks." She walked off. Randi and Chuny watched her leave.

"What do you think is up with her and Kovac?" Chuny asked. Randi shrugged.

"I don't know." Randi said chewing on her gum, "You think they're serious?"

"They've been going out for a few months now, so I'd say yeah." Chuny glanced over to the trauma; "Abby looked like she had something on her mind."

"Like what?" Randi asked.

"I don't know."

"Maybe Abby is pregnant and she doesn't want to tell Kovac because of what happened to his family in Croatia." Randi suggested. Chuny nodded.

"That makes sense." Lydia walked up to them.

"What's going on?" She asked putting her chart down.

"We think Abby might be pregnant." Randi said watching Luka tell the girl's parents that everything went okay. Lydia's jaw dropped.

"Abby's pregnant? Wow." Lydia turned and found Lily, "Abby is pregnant...Well we think she's pregnant."

"You're kidding me." Lily said.

"Nope." Dave's ears perked up from the supply closet. Abby is pregnant? He chuckled walking out and to his patient. He had to sew up an arm wound. I never thought Kovac and Abby would have a baby. Man, they're not even married...they haven't even been dating that long. Dave sat down in front of his patient and started doing the stitches, when Luka walked in.

"Dr. Malucci, there's a GSW coming in in twenty, all right?" Luka said.

"Yeah thanks." Dave said, "hey man, Congrats." Luka looked at him oddly.

"About what?"

"About Abby being pregnant." Dave said, "I didn't even know you two were that serious, not that I didn't think you two got all groiny." Dave shook his head, "Not that I picture you two having sex at all." Luka stared at Dave.

"Abby's pregnant?" He managed to ask. Dave looked at him.

"Yeah." Dave said, "You knew didn't you?"

"Ah...yes yes. Thanks." Luka said, "GSW in twenty."

"Got it." Luka walked out of the room. Abby is pregnant. Luka didn't know how to feel. He was going to be a father again. Of course, another baby would never replace Marko or Jasna, but he longed to love someone like that again. He wanted to watch the little one grow up. He wanted to have birthday parties, go to zoos.... He missed being a father. Luka smiled.

"Now what put that smile upon your face?" Abby asked walking up to him.

"Oh nothing." Luka said taking her hands, "I love you, Abby." She stared at him. A small smirk spread across her face.

"I...I love you too." She said. Luka leaned over and kissed her softly.

"I want to take you to dinner tonight." He said, "When do you get off?"

"Ah...At Seven." She said.

"Good." Luka said, "I'll see you then." He kissed her again.

"Great." Abby wasn't sure why he wanted diner but she wasn't about to turn down a meal. She sighed and went off to finish off her shift.

* * *

Luka helped Abby out of his car. She smiled at him. What has gotten into him tonight? He walked ahead of her and opened the door to the restaurant for her.

"Thanks." She smiled.

"My pleasure." They sat down at a table in the back. A small white candle burned in the center of the table. The waiter walked up to them.

"Hello. My name is Carl and I will be your server tonight." He said "might I offer you something from our wine list?"

"No thank you." Luka said, "I'll just have water."

"Me too." Abby smiled.

"All right." Carl walked off and Abby looked at Luka with a smiled.

"What are you being so mysterious tonight?" She asked him.

"I'm not being mysterious." Luka chuckled.

"Yes you are." Abby said, "You get all smiley at work and now take me to a fancy restaurant...What's going on, Luka?"

"Well, I wanted to ask you something?" He said. Abby cocked her eyebrow.

"What?" Carl walked up to the table and handed them their water.

"Do you folks know what you two want yet?" He asked. Abby nodded.

"I'm going to have the chicken and broccoli on penne pasta."

"All right." He looked at Luka, "And you Sir?"

"Ah...I'll take what she's having."

"Very well." Carl said walking away. Abby looked back at Luka.

"You were saying?" Abby said taking a sip of her water. Luka smiled.

"Right." He said, "I was wondering if you'd like to get married." Abby nearly choked on her water.

"Excuse me?" She was stunned. Luka reached across the table and took her hand.

"I want to marry you. I want this baby to have a name." Luka said softly, "I love you, Abby. I have been thinking about that all day. Whenever we're apart I hurt. You make me feel so-"

"Wait a minute." Abby stopped him, taking this in. "Baby?"

"Yes." Luka smiled, "It's all right, Abby. I know."

"Luka, I'm not pregnant." She said. He stared at her.

"What?" Luka's heart felt like it was going to crack

"I'm not pregnant." Abby repeated, "Who told you I was pregnant."

"M-Malucci." Luka stuttered, trying not to show is disappointment. Abby sighed heavily.

"And you believed him?" She asked.

"Let's just forget about it okay." Luka almost snapped. Abby stared at him for a long time. Neither of them said a word, as their dinner was served to them. She never once removed her eyes off of her boyfriend.

"You wanted me to be pregnant didn't you?" She asked. Luka looked away, "Luka."

"No.Yes...Maybe...I don't know." Luka said unsure of himself. "Just the thought of being a father again.... Made me happy."

"I see." Abby said. I see? What kind of response is that Abby?

"I do want to marry you Abby." Luka said looking at her. Abby shook her head.

"I don't think you know what you want." She said softly.

"I want to marry you."

"You're not ready for that." Abby said. Luka stared at her, "and frankly, I don't know if I am ready for you not fully being there."

"What do you mean?" Luka asked.

"You miss Danjiela. I understand that. You're still grieving for loosing her. I understand that too." Abby said, "but I'm not going to marry someone who will be comparing me to his dead wife. I want your heart to be fully into it, Luka."

"I don't compare the two of you." Luka said, "There's no comparison. I love both of you in two different ways."
"I'm sorry, Luka." Abby stood up, kissed his forehead, and walked away.

"Abby!" Luka called after her, but she was gone. He stared at his chicken. I do love Abby. I love her with everything particle in me. He sighed heavily. Luka knew he didn't show his love for Abby as much as he should. She was right though. He was still grieving. "But it's time to move on." Luka stood up and paid the bill. He had to let Abby know how much she meant to him.

THE END?