Title: Together at Last
Author:
Princess
Rating:
G
Author's
Note: Please R&R, I am open to any suggestions about my writing and your
feedback is appreciated greatly. Also, could someone please tell me the name of
Mark and Elizabeth's daughter? I'm working on another story but can't finish it
because I don't know her name.
Disclaimer:
Again, I don't own ER or any associated characters. In addition I do not own
the song Dancing in the Dark by Bruce Springsteen, I just like the song.
I
get up in the evening
And
I ain't got nothing to say
I
come home in the morning
I
go to bed feeling the same way
I
ain't nothing but tired
Man
I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey
there baby I could use just a little help.
She just kept running, hearing
nothing but the sound of her feet hitting the pavement and her ragged
breathing. She didn't know where she was going; she just let her feet fall
where they fell. She ended up in front of her apartment. Lucca is probably just
going to bed, she thought. Suddenly she knew what she had to do. Drawing one
last deep breath to steady her nerves she walked in, ready to confront her
fears.
Carter sat back down on the park
bench with an exasperated sigh. What did I do wrong? he thought. He sat there for a while trying to come up
with an answer to that question, but all he got was more questions, and even
more confused.
Eventually he got up and started
walking towards County. He took his time, still trying to sort out the
situation as he walked, hoping the cool air would clear his mind. Arriving at
the hospital he walked up to the front desk.
" Hey Randy, did Abby come in
today?" he asked, trying to sound casual.
" Yeah she did, but she left mid-way
through her shift and didn't come back." She replied, loudly popping her gum.
" Thanks," he said to Randy turning
to the board to see where Weaver was. He didn't have to look long before she
walked by him.
" Kerri," Carter called after her.
" Yes?"
" Look, I've got a little family
problem, I would of called earlier but it just came up. Can I take a personal
day?" He asked, praying Keri would just
believe him and not pry.
" Yes, go ahead. I'll see if Lucca
will come and cover for you." Kerri said with a frustrated sigh.
" Thanks a lot!" He called over his
shoulder, already on his way out of the ER.
He knew what he had to do. He hopped into his jeep and drove away.
Knocking on the door several times, he didn't get an
answer. Trying the doorknob, he found it unlocked so he let himself in. Oh
please just don't let Lucca be here, he silently prayed as he entered the
apartment. Looking around he found Abby sitting on the loveseat, her legs
curled tightly to her chest, tears streaming down her face.
"Abby," Carter started but didn't
get far before he was cut off.
" I broke it off with Lucca, Carter.
I'm just so confused I don't know what's right or wrong anymore. I don't think
its right to drag Lucca through all this with me. But then I don't know what's
right and what's wrong. Oh Carter, thanks for being here."
You
can't start a fire sittin' round crying
Over
a broken heart
This
gun's for hire
Even
if we're just dancing in the dark
You
can't start a fire worrying about your
Little
world falling apart
This
guns for hire
"Shhhhh, its all right," Carter
comforted her, sitting down beside her and drawing her to him. " I think you did the right thing. Don't
worry about it, if you two we're meant to be together you'll end up together in
the end." Even as the words passed through his lips he secretly hoped that they
wouldn't end up together. He just loved her too much to see her with him,
instead of in his arms.
Abby didn't reply she just sat
their, her head leaning against his chest, his heart beating in her ear.
Eventually her sobs subsided, and she drew up the courage to break the silence
between them.
" I think I'm going to take a leave
of absence. Try and sort out my own feelings for a little while. Get my head on
straight before heading back to work, if I do." She said leaning heavily
against the back of the loveseat, consciously putting a little distance between
them.
Suddenly her stereo started to play.
She held back a laugh realizing she leaned onto the stereo remote. Bruce
Springsteen's "Dancing in the dark," played quietly from the speakers. Carter
stood up and swept her into his arms. Silently they glided across the hardwood
floor. Not a word was exchanged between them. Abby knew that she and Carter had
something between them, but know it all became clear. She had been with the
wrong man all along. She wished she could just stay like this, in John's arms
forever, and as far as John was concerned she could.
You
can't start a fire
You
can't start a fire without a spark
This
guns for hire
Even
if we're just dancing in the dark
