Spoilers for season 8.
Summary: Abby angst, with Romance thrown in. Could this be the end of Abby Lockhart in Chicago? Read and find out…
Abby anxiously lit a much-needed cigarette. This was not the week to quit, and what a week it had been. If she wasn't forced to watch Carter and Susan making eyes at each other she had to clean up puke, smile at strangers and listen to other peoples problems.-Which, it could be said, was not exactly her strong point. Abby looked at her watch, and realised with great delight that she'd just, expertly, taken a 30 minute break; which meant she was now off. She stomped purposely back into the ER to retrieve her jacket and spare packet of cigarettes, which she had the distinct feeling she'd need.
"I thought you were just taking a cigarette brake?" Haleh boomed sarcastically in Abby's direction.
"I was!" Abby replied curtly.
"For 30 minutes?!" Haleh returned, not really expecting an answer, but Abby threw her a mischievous grin all the same.
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Abby collected her things and headed for the doors before crashing into Carter.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry." Abby said enthusiastically, there was no point in being rude, he'd made his [high maintenance] bed and now he could lie in it. She smiled, weirdly amused.
"Uh…that's ok" Carter replied, hastily picking up his stethoscope from the floor. "You off?" he added noticing her in her fitted leather jacket; she always managed to look great. (Even after a 12-hour shift.)
"Yep." She finished simply before walking away. She wasn't going to be rude, but she wasn't going to make small talk either. She didn't really owe him that anymore.
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When Abby returned home the phone was ringing. She rushed to unlock her door, battling with the key that really didn't like the lock.
"Hello?" Abby cried, almost out of breath.
"Is that a Mrs Abby Lockhart?"
"uh…Miss, yeah" Abby replied, who the hell was this?
"Hi, I'm calling from Florida state hospital, we received your application yesterday and I wondered whether you could make an interview next week?"
"Next week?! Uh…sure."
"Well my names Dr. Rosen and I'll write with further details."
"Um…thank you! Thanks a lot" Abby smiled gratefully."
"Miss Lockhart? I wouldn't worry about the interview, of course it's necessary but from what I can see here, you're experience as a Med-student, ER nurse and OB nurse would make you a blessing to our hospital. I might even go as far as to say you have the job."
"What? I do? That's amazing thank you." Abby said, bewildered now.
"That's quite alright, you can see the hospital, we can see you and make up our minds next week."
"I can't thank you enough!" Abby finished before placing the receiver back down. She sat, staring at the phone for a few minutes. She had got the job, she was moving to Florida and it was over. Chicago was over, Luka was over, Carter was over, her mother was over, and Richard was over. Wow, that was quite the list, but Florida would be different…
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To be continued! Please R&R!! Should I continue? Email me at: summer_hunnie@hotmail.com
