Hi everyone, well this is my first ER fanfic that I wrote a while ago, and I just plucked up the courage to post it! So it'd be great if you guys want to read it or let me know what you think or give me any tips or anything! Thanks :)

One

The music blared pleasantly, the room surrounded by people dancing or smiling. At a table in the middle sat the staff of County General ER, chatting happily together after another tough shift. Smiling to herself as she looked around the already slightly tipsy faces, Abby stood up from the table, grabbing at her coat.

"Well, sorry to be a party pooper, but I'm going to take off," she announced, wriggling into her coat as the chorus of groans that she knew was coming appeared.

"No! It's still early! Abby, stay," pleaded Susan, drunkenly grabbing at her hand.

Leaning down, Abby pulled her into a brief hug, and smiled around the unhappy faces that were turned in her direction.

"Sorry kids, I've gotta work tomorrow. You guys enjoy your night!"

Hands waved and patted her on the back as she made her way to the door, exhaustion hitting her now that she was out of the main crowd of her work colleagues. Waving with a smile to the barman, Abby put her hand on the door to push it open, welcoming the cold blast of air that hit her as it swung open slightly.

She was stopped by a hand that had fallen on her shoulder gently, and spinning around, she came face to face with a gently smiling Luka. Stepping back inside for a moment, she moved slightly closer to him, noticing the slight red tinge to his cheeks betraying the fact that he had been drinking too.

"Were you going to go without saying goodbye?" he asked with a pout, and Abby laughed, feeling herself relax as she always did when she was around him.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Luka," she replied softly, her hand rubbing gently on his upper arm before she turned to leave again. She felt her breath leave her as Luka grabbed her hand, spinning her around to land in his waiting arms as he hugged her tightly to him. Smiling into his shoulder, Abby wrapped her arms around his waist.

Swaying slightly to the music, Luka pulled is head back slightly so that he could see Abby's face, and smiled happily down at her.

"Are you alright?" he asked, searching her face for any signs that she was not, as Abby nodded, pulling her head back to his chest.

"I'm just a bit tired. It's been a long week."

They stood in silence for a moment, Abby enjoying feeling so comfortable with Luka, and Luka thrilled to have Abby stood in his arms again. Eventually, deciding that he had to let her go, Luka pulled away again, kissing her tenderly on her forehead.

"Do you want me to walk you back?" he asked, not liking the thought of Abby walking home on the dark nights on her own, but knowing that she was stubborn enough not to see his good intentions. As he had expected, Abby shook her head, smiling affectionately back at him.

"No, I'll be fine. You make sure you enjoy the night." Moving away from him slightly, Abby looked back for a moment. "And remember to tell me all about it tomorrow!"

Grinning, Luka pulled Abby back for a moment, kissing her softly before letting her go with a wave. He stood and watched her walk through the door, pulling the collar of her coat up to protect her from the icy wind, until he couldn't see her any more. Smiling to himself as he thought back to the kiss, he wandered back to the group, seeing Carter heading his way with a spare pint.

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Abby smiled to herself as she walked along, wondering when it was that life had gotten so perfect for her. Putting her hands in her pockets to keep them warm, she let her thoughts drift back to Luka. She had always had a soft spot for him, even since she first met him. But she had never allowed herself to imagine that he might have a soft spot for her as well. Grinning at that thought, she turned the corner, glancing up briefly to see that she only had a couple more blocks to go before she was home.

The footsteps behind her were so soft that she never heard them coming until a hand was clasped over her mouth, and a distinctly masculine voice was murmuring in her ear not to fight and not to shout. Helplessly, Abby felt herself being pulled backwards, losing her footing part way and feeling the man drag her further down the dark side alley.

A cold, hard wall pushed up against her back, as the face of her attacker swam into view, holding her head back with his hand pressed to her mouth.

"No trouble, do you hear me?" he asked, watching as tears of fright slipped down her face.

As soon as his hand was moved, the Abby opened her mouth to shout for help. A hard punch to her side stopped any sound from forming as the man realised quickly what she intended to do. Abby doubled over, feeling pain wrack through her as she fought to get air back into her lungs.

"Stupid girl," the man snarled, moving to hold her back against the wall. Shooting her leg out, the he was caught off guard as Abby's foot connected painfully with his shin. Keeping hold of her with a hiss of pain, he punched her, her head banging painfully into the wall behind her. Feeling black start to cloud her vision, Abby prayed to God that somebody would come to find her before it was too late, even as she heard the man starting to remove his belt. She welcomed the blackness that would let her get away from the horrific pain.

A while later, she heard vaguely the sound of sirens, and someone shouting the paramedics. Faces swam into view, but through her concussion she couldn't understand what was going on. Accepting that she had to let these people do what they wanted to, Abby stopped fighting and gave into the unconsciousness again.