Chapter 34- The long and winding road
The ER seems relatively peaceful when you get there. You take a peek at the board, the night shift did a good job. Randi greets you "Morning Dr Lewis".
"Good morning, Randi. Where is everyone?", you ask, while you check the charts.
"Having breakfast I guess… Chen and Pratt are already here".
You make your way to the lounge, Jing-Mei and Pratt are chatting with Abby. She smiles when she sees you.
"Morning everyone!", you greet them.
You remind Jing-Mei about the new protocols, she nods and after a while they leave you two alone.
"Poor baby… you look tired…", you whisper.
"I hadn't the chance to take a nap… I'm planning to sleep all day…", she smiles.
"Try to get up before 6PM…", you tell her casually.
"Why's that? Did we plan something?", she asks, confused.
"I'm ovulating… we could go to the clinic…", you shrug, smiling.
Her eyes lighten up "Really? I'm so excited!", she grins.
"Me too! I'm trying to keep my feet on the ground, I know that the chances of getting pregnant at the first try are slim but still…".
She comes closer "Maybe you shouldn't do shift work today… you shouldn't get stressed…".
You chuckle "I'm not even pregnant and you're already treating me like I'm about to deliver?".
She releases your hair from the collar of your lab coat "I just want you to take it easy…".
"I will, don't worry… Now, go home and sleep…", you smile and lean in, kissing her goodbye.
"Oh sorry, don't mind me!", Jing-Mei appears from nowhere "… forgot my stethoscope!", she says, chuckling.
After Abby leaves, you turn to her "What's so funny?".
"You and Abby making out in here…"
"If you think that's making out, you haven't seen anything…", you smirk.
She lets out a giggle "Ok, you'll fill me in later…".
"You wish…", you both laugh as you go to the admit area.
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You sigh disconsolately as you take a tampon from the cupboard.
"We knew it would be almost impossible to get pregnant at the first try… Don't worry…", she tries to cheer you up, lays a kiss on your shoulder.
"I was so hopeful… what if I can't get pregnant?"
She shakes her head "You're exaggerating! Some people try for months, years before they get pregnant! It's perfectly normal, you know that…".
She's right but still…
"And all this anxiety isn't good for you, either…Let's go to the movies, watch some silly comedy…", she suggests.
"I'm not really in the mood…", you whine.
"That's exactly why we're going…".
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Two months later, still not pregnant. Abby tries her best to calm you, says you're too anxious, which is accurate, to say the least…
One evening, when you're watching TV, she creeps up behind you, places her hands on your shoulders. She rubs them gently, you look up at her, she has a suspicious smile. She sits next to you, strokes you thigh "So… I was thinking, you'll be ovulating in a few days, right?"
You nod.
Abby comes closer "I had this idea… why don't we try doing it here?".
"You mean home-conception? I don't know… are you familiar with the procedure?".
"Lots of people do it. We're doctors, I'm sure we can wing it…", she smiles.
She senses your indecision, pets your hair behind your ear "It's just… I want to make our baby with you, not with a bunch of people around… You and me, in our bed…", she leans closer, her lips pepper your neck with kisses…
"Mmm…", you moan quietly, letting your hands play with her hair, keeping her close "I think I like that idea…".
You plan everything like a date, it's kind of cute. That day, Abby comes home with everything: syringes, catheters, diaphragm, and, of course, Carter's semen…
She stops when she sees you in a silky robe "Wow… You look stunning…".
You smile, but you don't hide your anxiety "I'm nervous…".
"Me too… but I have this feeling that it's going to happen today…", she gives you a sexy smile and adds "Just let me set everything and I'll be right there…".
You go to your room and put some soft music to set the mood. Abby joins you and places everything in the nightstand. You press your body against her back, your lips kiss the back of neck, she presses into you… You lift her arms and help her out of her shirt. Your hands ramble down her torso, you circle her navel, scraping lightly with your fingernails. Abby throws her head back, you capture her lips and your tongues duel each other…
She turns and cups the back of your head, your lips meet again and you keep that delicious teasing and foreplay for a long moment. She tries to open your robe, you help her. She cups your breasts, smiles against your lips "You have the most perfect boobs…".
You giggle at that and you watch her caressing you, the way she moves her hands so reverently, you shudder a little when she rubs your nipples… she sucks at each one of them, just a little, then blows and you feel shivers everywhere…
You sit on the edge of the bed and you bring her closer to you, your lips and tongue exploring her stomach, you know how sensitive she is there… her hands are at your shoulders, she pets your hair occasionally. You sink your teeth in her flesh, just to make her whimper a little, then you open the fly of her pants and slide them down, she kicks them away, as well as her socks.
Abby comes and kneels on the bed, you do the same but go behind her. You decide to trail her spine with your tongue… then you tug at her panties and they end up somewhere. She turns and pushes you to the mattress, straddling you, then hovering over you, her hair cascades onto you… you decide to sit up and you both stay like that, entangled in each other, looking at each other…
"You're so…", you trail away. "I love you, Abby…", you whisper. You don't want her to ever forget that.
While she kisses you, you unclasp her bra, the last garment she has on. She moans in your mouth when you start playing with her breasts, rubbing them against your palms. Now it's your turn to push her down. You cover her body with yours, placing your leg between her own… You can feel her… she rubs herself against your thigh as you continue to suck at her breasts, loving their texture, their softness, the light saltiness of the areolas… you kiss your way up to her face, because you love looking at her… she's so flushed, you love to see her like that.
You kiss her again and you feel her taking your hand and you can't help but gasp when you feel her wetness… her clitoris is hard as a marble so you just circle it slowly… Still, she convulses in your arms when you do that, closing her eyes in ecstasy. You bury your head in her neck, kissing, nibbling at it, while your other hand strokes her breast sensuously. She's moaning and asks for more. You fingers slip in easily and you're now both trembling with excitement… your fingers must brush a particularly sensitive zone, because Abby groans and grips at your hair, pulling you to her even more… "Yes! Don't stop, baby… please, don't stop…", she begs you so you redouble your efforts, drawing your fingers deeper in long strokes… And when she comes, her nails sink so hard in your back, that you think she's going to draw blood… but just to see her like that, glowing beautifully, you don't care.
You pull back and watch her breathing, her chest rising and falling rhythmically…
"That was… boring…", she jokes when she catches her breath. She stays a minute or two in silence, just looking at you. You like when she does that.
Then she settles on her side and lets her hand wander up and down your body, really slowly, caressing you with fingertips, the palm and sides of her hand, scratching just a little with her nails…
Abby straddles you and you try to throw your arms around her waist but she takes your wrists and pins your hands over your head… Gripping them one-handedly, she kisses your face, ears, cheeks, your biceps… her tongue sweeps down your arm and she tickles you under your arm, you giggle when she does that and she pulls back, smiling "I love to see you smile…", she coos.
Her mouth returns to your body, kissing your shoulders, down to your breasts, while her hands stroke your sides and thighs… you're so turned on, you know you're not going to last much longer… you tremble when her lips explore your sex expertly, her tongue sweeping your clitoris and you start feeling your lower back burning… Abby somehow curls an arm under your waist and pull you to her even more, your vision goes blurry… she bites gently but teasingly at your clitoris and you feel pleasure taking you over, irradiating from the middles of your legs to every muscle and nerve… you jerk and your legs curl around Abby's neck, you try not to strangle her but right now you don't have much control over your movements…
Still, you sense her going to the nightstand and, even with your eyes closed, you know what she's doing. Your OB said the probabilities are higher if you do it when you are aroused. She does it quickly- must be all those years working as an OB nurse…- and you feel her pulling at your legs.
"Lift them up, sweetie…", she smiles.
"I don't think I can…", you smile back, feeling so sated and relaxed.
She inserts the diaphragm and lifts your legs in the air, kneeling in front of you, to make sure you keep them like that.
You both lock eyes with each other, aware that this can be a very magical moment… Her thumb strokes your right leg, she kisses your calf "Cross your fingers…", she winks.
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Weeks later, you page Elizabeth to a consult for a gangrenous toe. It surely looks- and smells- surgical and the patient doesn't stop quiet. You ask Sam to hold him while you try to clean the wound, but the smell of the rotting flesh is just too much.
When Corday gets there, you excuse yourself and go to the toilets wash your face. You look at yourself at the mirror, you're so pale… You realize you're going to throw up and you lock yourself in a cubicle.
Only when you return to the sink, it hits you… Are you…? You storm past the doors, ignore Morris on the way, and you go to the suture room. It's empty and you lock the door. You find a syringe and try nervously to find a vein…
"Damn it!", you wince as you fail several times before hitting it…
You ask one of the med students to take it to the lab and tell them it's urgent. You ask for a Chem-7 too, not to be too suspicious…
The next couple of hours seem endless. That med student comes back, with a nervous look. "Huh… Dr Lewis? That patient of yours… Mr Smith… he's pregnant…", he says, looking concerned.
It takes all your restrain not to explode right there… "Are you sure?", you reply, still too excited.
Your hands shake as you grab the chart. You feel tears creeping up when you read the results. "The Lab must've screwed up…", you smile at him.
The kid must think you've gone crazy… you try to keep a straight face "It happens sometimes… Too many patients, you know? But it's still not acceptable, don't worry, I'll talk to them. Thanks".
You go to the elevator and only when you reach the roof you let a cry of joy. You look at the chart over and over again, just to be sure it's really you… you call Abby and tell her to meet you at the park to have lunch.
She's already there when you arrive, you sit next to her and you have this huge urge to kiss her…
She looks at you with a frowned expression "Ok, what's going on? You look possessed, Susan…".
You laugh and take the paper from your pocket, hand it to her. You point at the results of the pregnancy test.
She covers her mouth with her hands, when she looks at you, you notice she has tears in her eyes and you just nod at her "We did it… I'm pregnant, Abby…".
And the rest seems to happen in slow motion, Abby's hand creeps up behind your neck and you realize she's going to kiss you there, in front of everyone, for the first time…
And you don't care. This is the happiest moment of your life.