Abigail…...Chapter 6
Monday
Abby walked up to the nurses' station, and picked up a couple of folders.
She was in the process of looking through them, when Theresa walked up.
"Well, if it isn't the Super Assistant."
Abby looked up and rolled her eyes. "What do you want, Theresa?"
"Oh nothing, I just know how much you hate, when I fail to say hello."
Abby laughed. "Yeah right, and I don't have time to exchange pleasantries, I am working. Something you should be doing."
"I'm on a break."
"Aren't you always?"
Theresa moved her hair behind her ears. "Not always."
The elevator bell went off and a group of people exited.
Theresa turned. "Now that is prime rib. He is smoking and rich."
Abby looked up. "Theresa, what are you talking about?"
"That." She pointed to EJ who was walking down the hall. "EJ DiMera. He is so hot and did I say rich?"
Abby looked at him briefly, then turned her attention back to the folders.
Theresa continued. "You know, I have no idea what he sees in Sami? She is as dumb as a rock."
Abby rolled her eyes.
Theresa frowned. "Are you a lesbian?"
"No, Theresa, I am not a lesbian."
Theresa's eyes roamed over her. "Yes, you are. I can tell."
She walked off.
Abby grinned and shook her head.
Her phone beeped.
She pulled it out of her pocket.
She had a new message.
It was from EJ.
Meet me
She smiled and looked at the time.
It was time for her to get off.
She went back to her office, wrapped up her work, and left.
She was waiting on the elevator, when EJ walked up.
"Hello, Abigail."
"EJ."
The elevator doors opened, and they along with a host of others, boarded.
EJ and Abby were standing in the back.
He reached down and linked his finger with hers.
He didn't linger, it was very brief.
She exhaled.
She wanted to do more than touch his finger, but she resisted, and stared straight ahead.
Eventually they reached the lobby and went their separate ways.
Abby jumped into her car, and headed in the opposite direction of her house.
She drove thirty miles to a small town.
She turned down a dirt road, and went another couple of miles.
She turned off that road, and drove another half a mile.
Eventually, she stopped at this charming secluded cabin.
A cabin that EJ found.
A cabin that he bought for them...particularly for her.
If EJ had his way, they'd be in a penthouse apartment, but even he had to admit, the likelihood of someone finding their cabin, was slim to none.
Abby loved it.
It was not that big.
It had a kitchen, a couple of bedrooms, a bathroom, and a living room.
EJ had it furnished.
All Abby had to do...was show up...
They spent a lot of their alone time in that cabin.
They even managed to spend a whole weekend together.
EJ told Sami he had to go out of town on business, and Abby told her mother that she was going to Atlantic City.
A lot of time was spent in bed, but they also spent time getting to know each other, on an even deeper level.
They debated about everything from politics, to art, and also the best way to raise kids.
EJ had always known Abby was smart, but she was smarter than what he even thought.
By the end of the weekend, they realized, they had quite a few things in common, more than they ever really knew...
When Abby pulled up to the cabin, she spotted EJ's car.
She got out of her car and went in.
She yelled his name, as soon as she unlocked, and opened the door. "EJ!"
She slammed it shut, then felt his hands around her waist, and his lips on her neck.
She giggled. "Hello, Batman."
"Hello."
She turned. "It seems like it has been forever. I missed you."
It had been a week since they'd last been alone.
EJ kissed her forehead. "You have seen me almost everyday. I made sure of that."
"Yes, our chance run ins are fun, but I don't get to touch you...kiss you...feel you." She looked him over. "I think you have gotten taller."
He picked her up and headed into the bedroom. "No, you have gotten shorter."
She laughed.
He placed her on the bed.
She started removing his tie. "Watch out for Theresa, she was eyeing you today."
"And I was eyeing you. Have you made that appointment?"
"Yes, I have an appointment Friday."
He kissed her neck. "Good. I miss the feel of you, without the barriers."
She unbuttoned his shirt. "We were so careless in the beginning."
EJ slid his hand up her skirt. "Yes, we were."
She moaned and fell back onto the bed.
She arched her back and grabbed a handful of the comforter. "EJ..."
He ran his tongue across her lips, seeking entrance.
She parted them, and he slipped his tongue inside, wrapping it around hers.
She moaned into his mouth.
He broke the kiss, stood up, and removed his shirt.
He pulled her up, and she raised her arms.
He pulled her shirt over her head, then grabbed a hold of her bra, and pulled it down.
He got down on his knees, and buried his face in her bosom.
She grabbed a handful of his hair.
EJ loved it when she pulled his hair.
And don't think she didn't know it.
He pushed her back onto the bed.
She kicked off her shoes.
He pushed her skirt up, and made his way up her leg.
She felt the heat of his breath through her lacy underwear.
He made no move to take them off, or push them to the side.
She could feel his lips on her through the thin material.
It felt good.
Real good.
So good.
She closed her eyes.
It was not that long ago when he first kissed her...there.
She remembered being scared.
No one had seen her besides her doctor.
And all of a sudden EJ had his tongue buried deep inside her.
It freaked her out at first, but EJ's skill won out.
She didn't have time to feel anything…besides...exctasy...
Abby opened her eyes.
She was having a hard time coming down from her...high.
EJ stood up and started undressing.
He walked around the bed.
Abby's eyes followed him.
He climbed in, and rested his back against the headboard.
She stood up and removed the rest of her clothes.
He signaled for her to come and join him.
She crawled to the top of the bed and straddled him.
He caressed her cheek.
He reached over and pulled a condom from up under the pillow.
He handed it to her.
"EJ, you put it on."
"No, Abigail, I want you to put it on."
He knew she was still a little shy when it came to anything sex related.
This was still fairly new to her.
She declined. "I don't want to."
"Sweetheart, just put it on." He smiled. "I assure you, it will not break."
She was so nervous. She had only put a condom on a banana, when she was in high school.
"I'm so embarrassed, I'm twenty two, and I am scared to put a condom on a guy."
"Abigail, I don't want nor do I need a professional."
"EJ, I know you're not use to giving your partners instructions. And I'm sure Sami, knows just what to do." She didn't mean to say that. "I'm sorry, I should not have said that."
"I told you, I don't need a professional. And you should stop selling yourself short. There are things you do, things you are not even aware of, that drive me insane. And the fact that you have no idea, makes it even more appealing. Put the condom on, Abigail. I want you."
She opened it.
EJ took the wrapper out of her hand, and threw it on the floor.
"Now, just roll it down."
She slid it down his length.
He closed his eyes.
He loved when she touched him.
She leaned forward and kissed him, the kiss quickly grew in intensity.
She grabbed a hold of the headboard, raised her hips, and lowered herself onto the hardest part of him.
Their moans filled the small room.
EJ reached around and grabbed her derriere...hard.
He slapped one cheek. *smack*
She grunted. "Ugh!"
He slapped the other one. *smack*
She grunted again. "Ugh!"
He'd never done that before.
It caught her off guard.
But she liked it.
He gripped both cheeks, and moved her back and forth on his love.
Her moans got louder, which only served as encouragement.
EJ buried his face into her neck, sucking and kissing on it.
She gripped the headboard and moved her hips, to match his frantic pace.
EJ flipped her over and pressed her up against the bed. It was an attempt at slowing things down, because at that rate, he would not have lasted much longer.
He looked down at her. "I am so drawn to you. The way you think, the shape of your lips…the way you feel…the way you laugh."
She reached up and caressed his cheek.
He kissed her hand. "Abigail…I missed you too."
He slowly pushed himself in and out of her, while planting kisses all over her face, and eventually joining his lips with hers.
Their kiss deepened as he drove his body into hers.
EJ groaned. "Abigail..."
"EJ..."
They both struggled to catch their breaths.
EJ slid down her body, kissed her stomach, and the sides of her torso.
She giggled. "What are you doing?"
"Kissing you."
He rested his head on her stomach.
She ran her fingers through his hair.
He looked up at her. "Are you still enjoying your work at the hospital?"
"Yes, I love it. I'm learning so much. There is a lot that goes into running a hospital."
"Yes, it takes more than doctors and nurses, to make a hospital run smoothly. Do you plan on staying there?"
"I'm not sure. I know I don't plan on being an assistant forever."
"Of course not. You're much too smart."
She smiled. "You think I'm smart?"
"Yes, you are very bright."
"That is a huge compliment coming from you, one of the smartest people I know."
He kissed her stomach. "Tell me...what is wrong with you?" He ran his finger across her stomach. "Because I can't seem to find a flaw."
She grinned. "I'm short."
He laughed. "Are you hungry?"
"Are you cooking?"
"We are cooking."
"EJ, I don't know how to cook, and you are well aware of that. I am a baker. A master baker."
He smiled. "I can teach you how to cook."
"You know, I was really shocked when you cooked dinner for me the first time. I had no idea you knew how to cook. I'm surprised you even know how to tie your shoes. I always assumed your butler did everything."
He laughed. "No, my dear. I am a man of many talents. Tying my shoes happens to be one of them."
She laughed.
He kissed her stomach and made his way up her body.
He gave her a quick hard kiss. "Come now, I'm starving."
He jumped out of bed and pulled her up with him.
He slipped on his boxers.
He picked up his shirt and helped her into it.
He leaned down and kissed her.
He tried to pull away but she held him there, deepening the kiss.
He picked her up.
She broke the kiss. "Ok, let's cook."
He planted a kiss on her neck and headed into the kitchen with her wrapped around his waist...
Abby unlocked the door and went into the house.
Her mother was sitting on the sofa reading.
She looked up. "Hey, Baby."
Abby closed the door. "Hey, I...thought...you'd be in bed by now."
Jennifer shook her head. "No, I couldn't sleep."
"Oh...Well, I'm exhausted, so I'm going to head upstairs."
Jennifer removed her glasses. "No hug?"
Abby was really trying to avoid that.
She showered at the cabin, but she wasn't sure if EJ's smell was in her clothes.
She walked over and hugged her mother. "Goodnight, Mom."
"Goodnight, Baby. And you smell good. What are you wearing?"
Abby's heart dropped. "I'm not sure. I borrowed it from a friend."
Her mom smiled. "A guy friend? The one who sent you a room full of flowers?"
"Um...no, it was another...friend."
Jennifer nodded. "Ok, I won't pry. But I would love to meet the guy, who bought every red flower in Salem, and sent them to my Baby."
Abby forced a smile. "Maybe...one day? Well, I going to go up to my room. I'm beat."
"Ok, Baby. I love you."
"I love you, too, Mom."
Abby headed up the stairs. She hated lying to her mother...
Sami was sitting in the great room when EJ walked in.
She smiled. "Hi."
"Hello."
He walked over to the bar and poured himself a drink.
Sami stood up. "You look tired?"
"I am, it has been a long day. A very productive day, but nevertheless still long. How was your day?"
"It was good."
He nodded. "Well, have a goodnight."
He left.
Sami's eyes followed him.
There was a time when he would be all over her, begging her to let him back into her bedroom, but lately that just wasn't the case.
It seemed like he had gotten to the point of not caring, or maybe he did not want her anymore?
She smiled to herself. No he would always want her. She was very confident in that.
EJ was probably trying to get up under her skin, by pretending not to be interested.
Maybe, it was time to end their separation. It had been long enough.
There was no evidence that EJ knew anything about what Kristen did to Eric.
Maybe, she should just talk to him?
And maybe, tonight?
EJ closed and locked the door behind him.
He removed his jacket and loosened his tie.
He pulled out his phone...
Abby undressed, slipped on a t-shirt, and got into bed.
She was really tired, and sore...in all of the right places.
*beep*
She picked up her phone.
She had a new text message: Are you alone?
She replied: Are you?
Her phone rung.
She answered. "So, I'm assuming you are alone?"
EJ went into the bathroom. "You would be correct. Are you in bed?"
"I am."
"Are you naked?"
She smiled. "No."
"What are you wearing?"
"A t-shirt."
"Panties?"
"Of course."
"Take them off."
Abby looked up at the ceiling. "I've taken them off enough today. And she is fine. Little big EJ made sure of that."
He laughed. "That makes me happy."
She moved to her side. "I wish you were here...lying right next to me."
"We can make that happen. Is your mother asleep?"
"No, she is downstairs...reading. And we can't make that happen. We almost got caught the first and the only time you visited my house."
"But we didn't."
She yawned.
EJ started unbuttoning his shirt. "Are you tired?"
"Exhausted."
He chuckled. "Good. Will you dream of me?"
"I have been dreaming of you since the moment you kissed me. That door just will not close."
"Abigail, your honesty is astounding, and really quite refreshing."
"What does Batman dream about? His many toys?"
He laughed. "Batman dreams only of Batgirl."
She giggled. "I hope you are referring to me."
"Yes, Batgirl. Now, close those beautiful eyes, and let my face be the only face you see."
"Yes, Sir."
He smiled. "Sir? Oh, Abigail."
She laughed. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Sweetheart."
He disconnected the call and started undressing.
He heard a knock at his door.
He made his way over and answered it.
It was Sami.
Sami questioned him. "You're locking your door now?"
"You lock yours."
"EJ...can we talk?"
"I'm tired, can it wait?"
"Yes...of course. It can wait. I mean...if you're tired?"
"I am."
She nodded. "Ok...well...goodnight."
"Goodnight."
He closed the door.
Sami stood there for a brief moment.
She was in shock.
He would normally jump at the chance to talk to her, or do anything with her.
Had he finally had enough?
She had to put an end to their separation, or she was going to lose him.
She walked down the hall to her bedroom...
Tuesday
Sami didn't get a chance to talk to EJ, because she had to go to Chicago the next morning.
Stefano was in Italy, and Lucas had the kids.
EJ was left alone again.
He decided to work from home.
Abigail had just gotten off work, and was on her way home when her phone rung.
It was EJ.
She answered. "Hello."
"Hello, from the sound of it you're in your car."
"I am. I'm on my way home."
"Come by here."
"Where is here?"
"My house."
"EJ, I...don't...know."
"There is no one here. Samantha is in Chicago."
"EJ..."
"Abigail, it will be fine. I just want to see you."
Against her better judgment she agreed. "O...k."
"See you soon..."
EJ was in the process of pouring himself a brandy, when he heard tapping at the backdoor of the great room.
He turned. "Abi-"
He rushed over and opened the door. "Why are you coming through the back?"
"I didn't want anyone to see me."
"No one is here."
She walked in and looked around. "I shouldn't be here."
"Abigail, relax. We're not doing anything."
"It's what we have already done, that's making me uncomfortable."
He kissed her forehead. "We are not doing anything."
She took a deep breath. "I guess you're right."
"Would you like something to drink?"
"No."
"Not even water?"
She shook her head.
"Abigail, are you that uncomfortable?"
"Yes, I feel like I'm being really disrespectful. It's bad enough we are sleeping together, but now I'm bringing it to the house you share with Sami. I am more than uncomfortable."
He kissed her forehead. "Ok, I'll walk you out. I don't want you feeling like that. Maybe, we can meet later?"
At that moment they heard the door slam. "EJ!"
It was Sami.
They looked at each other.
EJ had to think...and quick.
He pointed to a room right off the great room. It was Stefano's office.
Abby slipped inside.
She didn't have time to close the door.
Sami walked in. "Hey."
EJ made sure Abby was out of sight, before turning his attention to Sami. "Samantha...I thought you were in Chicago?"
"I finished early and hurried back. I wanted to surprise you."
"I'm surprised."
"EJ, I really think we should talk."
"Ok...talk."
She walked up to him. "I...I miss you, EJ. I don't want to fight with you anymore."
"I...don't want to fight either."
"I should have never blamed you for what happened to Eric. It's not your fault."
"No...it is not."
"I think...we should share the same room again. The same bed. I miss your body lying next to mine. Your skin against my skin. I miss waking up with you in the morning. I miss you, please say...that you miss me too?"
"Of course, I miss...you."
"Will you forgive me?"
He nodded. "Yes...there is nothing to forgive."
She jumped into his arms. "I missed you so much!"
He stroked her hair. "Me too." He strained to see inside Stefano's office.
Sami looked up at him. "Please...make love to me. It's been so long."
"Go upstairs."
She nodded. "My room? Or yours?"
"Surprise me. I'll finish and then I'll come and join you."
"Ok."
She kissed him. "Don't be long."
"I won't."
Sami left.
EJ waited until he knew she was gone, then ran over and locked the double doors.
He ran into the office.
He whispered. "Abigail."
She crawled from up under the desk.
"I'm sorry...I should have never suggested that you come here."
Abby looked into his eyes, tears threatening to spill over. "You were using me?"
"What?"
She said it slowly. "You. Were. Using. Me."
"What in the bloody hell are you talking about?"
"I heard Sami. I heard everything."
"Abi-"
She threw her hand up. "Save it. You were only sleeping with me, because Sami kicked you out of her bed. Just admit it."
"That is an untruth."
She ran her fingers through her hair. "I have been such a fool. Cheating and lying." She covered her mouth with her hand. "Oh my God, all the times I lied to my mother, just so I could be with you. I have to get out of here. Is it safe to leave?"
"Abigail."
She really didn't want to hear anything that he had to say. "EJ, Is she gone?"
He ignored her question. "I know what you heard-"
She interrupted. "EJ, is..she...gone?"
"Yes, Samantha is upstairs."
She walked past him.
EJ grabbed her arm and pulled her back inside. "You have to listen to me, I was not using you."
"Yes, you were. I bet it really makes you happy...knowing you had first hit."
"No, Abigail, it does not."
She looked down at his hand. A hand that was still gripping her arm. "Take your hand off of me."
EJ released her arm.
She glared up at him. "Don't you ever touch me again."
"Abigail, listen...I was not using you."
"Move."
EJ didn't budge.
"EJ...move, before your fiancée comes back."
"I'll move, but this is not over."
"Oh, yes it is."
EJ moved to the side.
Abby rushed past him, and straight out the back door.
Her tears blinded her as she walked to her car.
EJ stood in the door, watched her get into her car, and drive off...
Abby cleaned her face before walking into the house.
Her mother and brother were never home, but the day she really needed to be alone...they were there.
She sighed, unlocked the door, and went in.
They were in the living room.
JJ threw up his hand.
He was playing a video game.
Her mother was on the phone. "I can go over that with you right now." She covered the receiver with her hand. "Hello, Baby."
"Hello, Mom."
Jennifer opened the door that led to her office, and disappeared down the stairs.
Abby was really grateful that they were distracted.
She made her way up the stairs.
She went into her bedroom.
The tears came as soon as she closed the door.
She couldn't get out of her clothes fast enough.
She ripped them off and went into the bathroom.
She turned on the shower and got in.
She felt so dirty.
EJ was using her.
He was using her.
It meant nothing.
She meant nothing.
It played over and over in her head.
He simply needed sex, because he was not getting it from his fiancée.
She was just there to satisfy his needs.
After showering, Abby crawled into bed and sobbed.
She had been so stupid.
So naïve...
Wednesday
EJ hardly slept at all last night.
He couldn't stop thinking about Abby.
He walked into the kitchen and found Sami sitting at the counter, sipping on a cup of coffee.
"Morning."
She replied. "Morning."
EJ poured himself a cup.
"EJ, are you ok?"
"I'm fine, why do you ask?"
"Well...you have just...never turned me down. You said that...you had forgiven me. I'm sorry, my mistake. You said, there wasn't anything to forgive. What happened?"
"Samantha, I just think we should take things slow. I don't want us to sleep together, and you change your mind a couple of days later."
"I wouldn't do that. I want you. I love you. Don't you still love me?"
"Of course, don't be silly." He looked down at his watch. "I have to go. I have a very busy day."
She nodded. "Ok."
He was just about to leave, when he stopped, walked over, and kissed her on the cheek. "Have a good day."
He left.
Samantha's mouth fell open. "He kissed me...on the cheek..."
Abby stepped off the elevator and walked down the hall to her office.
She felt physically sick.
She just couldn't stop thinking about what transpired yesterday.
She knew she only had herself to blame.
She got exactly what she deserved.
After all, EJ was engaged to someone else.
He was never hers.
She unlocked the door, and went into her office.
She walked around the desk, opened her desk drawer, and put her purse inside.
She stood there frozen, flashes of her time with EJ played over and over in her head.
She couldn't stop thinking about him.
She couldn't stop thinking about all the things they had done.
How she just let him have his way with her.
She felt sick.
She had a bathroom inside her office.
She rushed inside...
Theresa knocked on the door.
*no answer*
She turned the knob and peeped inside.
"Abby?!"
Theresa knew Abby was in there, because she just saw her go in.
"Abby? I need the Fitzgerald folder."
Theresa walked in.
Abby grabbed a piece of tissue and wiped her mouth.
The bathroom door was open.
Theresa headed in that direction. She saw Abby leaning over the toilet. "Do you need a doctor?"
Abby turned. "What...are...you doing...in here?"
"I needed the Fitzgerald folder."
"It's on my desk. Get it and...le-" Abby didn't have a chance to finish, because she was bent over the toilet again.
Theresa frowned and covered her nose and mouth. "Maybe you have a virus? I would say you could be knocked up, but that would require you having sex. And if you are having sex, it is with a girl."
"Theresa, will you please shut up! The folder is...on my desk. Get it and leave!"
"Go home, Super Assistant, you have a virus."
Theresa left, grabbing the folder on her way out.
Abby flushed the toilet.
She had to pull herself together.
She couldn't change what happened, but she didn't have to fall apart either.
She was going to move on.
She had no choice.
She kept a toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste in her desk drawer. She retrieved it and freshened up.
She walked back out into her office and found EJ standing in the middle of her office floor.
"Get out."
"I'm not going anywhere. We should talk."
"There is nothing to talk about. Your fiancée has seen the light, and has let you back into her bed. This thing between us, is over. You have somewhere else to stick your penis. Congratulations."
She opened the drawer and threw the toothpaste and toothbrush case in.
"Abigail, stop."
"Why? It's the truth. You only slept with me because Sami kicked you out of her bed."
"That is preposterous."
"No, it's not." She looked him over. " You must really feel like the man."
EJ was really getting angry. "I don't feel like anything, and I slept with you, not be-"
Abby interrupted him. "I don't care, EJ." She turned her back to him. "I just want to forget it ever happened. Now, please...leave before my mother comes."
She wasn't really worried about her mother coming, because she was in a meeting across town.
She just didn't want to cry in front of him.
He walked across the room and moved in front of her.
She refused to look at him.
He got down to eye level with her. "Ok, I am departing, but this...we...young lady...are not done. I understand why you feel the way you do, after hearing what you heard. But that still does not make it true."
"I don't care, EJ. Just leave me alone."
"For now."
EJ left.
She didn't move until she heard the door close.
She rushed over, locked it, and slid down its length...
Thursday
Abby decided to move on with her life by accepting a date, with one of the residents at the hospital.
His name was Brian.
He'd ask her out before, but she always declined.
Was she on the rebound? Maybe? Maybe not? Because EJ was never hers to begin with.
That night after work, they went out to dinner.
It was a very nice dinner, and Brian was great. She smiled, she laughed, but she was still hurting.
She realized that it was too soon to be dating, and he deserved better than what she was offering.
She needed to step back a minute, come to terms with what happened, and get back to being the person she was meant to be.
She thanked Brian for dinner, and they went their separate ways.
Abby went home, took a shower, and curled up in bed.
She should have listened to her mother.
She warned her about EJ.
He even warned her...weeks before, when he told her he was a bad man.
How could she be so stupid?
*knock at the door*
She wiped her eyes. "Come in."
The door opened and JJ walked in.
He sat down on the bed. "Are you ok?"
She cleared her throat. "Yes, I'm fine."
"Why are you crying?"
"I'm not crying."
"Not at this moment, but you have been. What's his name?"
"What?"
"The guy's name. If a girl is crying in her room, it's normally because of some guy."
Abby smiled. "When did you get to be so smart?"
JJ smiled. "He doesn't deserve you, and if he can't see how great you are, it's his lost."
A tear trickled down her face. "Thanks."
JJ wiped it away. "So, cheer up!"
She nodded.
He grabbed the remote and turned on her television.
He kicked off his shoes, and laid down beside her.
She looked over at him. "Thank you."
He winked. "I just like watching TV in your room."
She grinned. "I know."
He stayed until she fell asleep...
Friday
Abby had been extremely busy . She barely had time for lunch.
Her mother decided to work from home, leaving her to handle everything at the hospital.
Abby was in her office when her phone's alert system started going off.
She picked it up: Doctor's appointment at three.
She looked at the time. It was two thirty.
She would just call and cancel.
She didn't need any birth control pills.
She picked up the phone, paused, and placed it back down.
She was no longer a virgin, and even though she didn't plan on having sex, she just never knew.
She was so careless with EJ. Anything could have happened.
She decided to keep her appointment...
Abby was sitting in the waiting room, when a nurse walked out, and called her to the back.
She was weighed, her blood was drawn, and a urine sample was taken.
She was sitting in the exam room, when the doctor walked in.
"Hello, Abigail."
"Hello, Dr. Weatherly."
Dr. Weatherly had been her doctor since she was sixteen.
He was also her mother's doctor.
Abby didn't know how old he was, but he had to be almost eighty.
He was a wonderful doctor.
She liked him a lot.
He looked over her chart.
"You already had a physical this year, you are here for birth control."
*knock on the door*
The nurse walked in and handed him a piece of paper.
He thanked her and she left.
He looked at the paper.
"Abigail, have you been having unprotected sex?"
Abby's heart started racing.
EJ must have given her a sexual transmitted disease. "Yes, it was stupid I know. Is...it curable?"
"Is what curable?"
"I have an STD, don't I?"
"No, you don't have an STD."
Abby sighed.
The doctor continued. "I won't be able to offer you any birth control, because you are already pregnant."
Her eyes widen. "No, I'm not. I think I would know if I was pregnant."
"Have you been sick?"
"I...yes, but that is easily explained."
"Have you had a period?"
She had been so busy with work and EJ, she couldn't remember. "I'm sure I have, I'm never late."
"But you can't remember?"
"No, I've been busy with work."
"Abigail, I would like to do an ultrasound."
Abby was confused. "An ultrasound?"
The doctor repeated himself. "Yes, an ultrasound."
"You can...but...I am not pregnant, so it will be pointless."
He explained the process to her, then stood up, and turned off the lights.
She leaned back and put her legs in the stirrups. "I really think I should take another test, because there is no way I'm pregnant."
Abby closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
He inserted the trans-vaginal transducer, and moved it around a little.
"There is your baby."
Abby looked at the screen. "Where?"
He pointed at the screen. "Right there, that little round thing. You look to be about six weeks pregnant."
"No, no, no, no, no! I think you are mistaken. Are you sure that isn't a cyst?"
"Abigail, I have been practicing medicine way before you were born. You are pregnant."
"You don't understand...this...cannot be happening."
"It is."
"No, Dr. Weatherly, you don't understand, I can't be pregnant. That would be a disaster."
"But you are."
"This has got to be a joke. Did someone put you up to this?"
"Abigail, you are pregnant."
She looked at the screen again, then up at the doctor. "Am I really?"
"Yes."
She had seen enough. "Could you please, turn it off?"
He turned the machine off, but not before taking a couple of pictures.
She sat up.
He stood up, removed his gloves, and tossed them into the trash. "I realize it's a shock, but some of the best gifts are surprises."
Abby didn't respond.
"Would you like a couple of minutes?"
She nodded.
He left.
Abby covered her mouth. "Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. What am I going to do?"
She grabbed her phone and dialed his number.
He answered on the second ring. "Hello."
She couldn't speak.
"Abigail?"
She pressed the red button and ended the call.
Her phone rung.
It was him.
She turned it off...
Abby returned to her office.
She had no choice, she had to finish her work.
It was hard but she got through it.
She didn't have time to think about being pregnant, because people had been in and out of her office, since she'd came back from the doctor's office.
She was so happy when she finally finished.
She just wanted to go home.
She locked up her office and headed to the elevator.
Abby had boarded the elevator, and the doors were just about to close when a hand stopped them.
The doors opened and EJ got on.
He didn't say a word till they closed.
He turned to her. "You are going to talk to me."
Abby didn't respond.
She stared straight ahead.
"Abigail, we need to talk. Meet me."
"No, EJ."
"Meet me."
Tears filled her eyes. "I can't."
"You will."
The elevator doors opened and he walked off.
She headed in the opposite direction...
Abby found herself pulling up to the cabin.
He was already there.
She unlocked the door and went in.
She didn't see EJ.
She went into the bedroom, and found him sitting on the bed.
He looked up. "I was hoping you would come. Listen to me very carefully, I was not using you."
That was the furthest thing from her mind. "It doesn't matter, EJ."
"It matters to me."
"Ok, you were not using me."
EJ stood up and walked up to her.
He tried to kiss her, but she turned her head, and asked him a question.
"Do you love, Sami?"
"What?"
"You heard me, EJ. Do you love Sami?"
"Why are you asking me that?"
"Do you love her?"
"Yes, I love Samantha."
"Would you leave her for me?"
EJ stood there...frozen.
Abby continued. "I'll answer for you. Of course you wouldn't, and I didn't think you would. You two have years of history. We have..." She tried to compose herself. "Six weeks."
She buried her face into her hands. "Six...weeks."
EJ tried to console her, but she moved away.
"Don't do that. I'm going to do us both a favor. We can...still get our old lives back. You can go home to Sami, and I can go home to my mother. Those are the people we love. And if this ever got out this would hurt them. We should end this now. No more texts. No more secret meetings. Let's just be done. Our time together...it was nice, but it has to be over."
"Abigail, is that what you really want?"
"It's what you want too. You just said, you love Sami. I know you don't want to hurt her."
He shook his had. "No, I don't."
"We have to end this."
EJ snapped his fingers. "Just like that?"
"Yes, EJ, just like that. That's how we started."
EJ dropped his head. "I suppose you are right."
"I am right. This will never go anywhere, but what it can do...is cause a lot of hurt. My mother...would be so disappointed. My brother...too. I really messed up this time."
"Abigail, I didn't intend for any of this to happen."
"Me either, EJ." She could hear the doctor saying those words, over and over in her head. (You're already pregnant) "Um...I have to go...now. Please take care of yourself."
She turned to leave, but EJ grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back.
He leaned down and planted a hard kiss on her, lifting her off her feet.
She pulled away. "Stop, don't. Please put me down."
She had to get out of there before she told him.
"EJ, please!"
He placed her on her feet and released her.
She looked at him one last time and bolted...
EJ walked into the DiMera mansion.
It was unusually quiet.
He assumed he was alone again.
He started up the stairs.
"EJ?"
He stopped and turned.
It was Sami.
She threw her hand up. "Hi."
He smiled. "Hello."
*silence*
He extended his hand.
She ran up the stairs and grabbed a hold of it, and they made their way up the stairs...
Five days later
Abby looked around the small hotel room.
She picked up her phone and looked at the time.
It was almost time to leave.
She was nervous.
She was scared.
She was twenty two years old, but she felt even younger.
She wanted her mother.
Her mother...who she had lied to...again.
She was supposed to be taking a couple of days...to regroup.
She had been working extremely long hours, so her mother didn't question it.
She actually encouraged her.
She packed a small bag and traveled two hundred miles away, but not for rest or relaxation.
She was trying to right a wrong.
She spent a lot of time at a nearby church...asking for forgiveness.
She would give anything to erase the past seven weeks.
She looked at the time, she had to go...
It was raining outside.
She knew where the building was, because she visited it the day before.
Counseling was mandatory.
She pulled up.
She could see a small group gathered.
They were holding wet signs and yelling.
She closed her eyes and gripped the steering wheel.
She knew she had to do this.
It was best for everyone, including herself.
She took a deep breath. "Oh God, please forgive me."
She pulled her hoodie over her head, jumped out of her car, slammed the door, and sprinted into The Women's Health Clinic...