Title: Lauren.
Chapter Title: Real close.
Summary: Lost and Found...that's all I will say.
Archive: Sure, but just ask!
Romance: It will turn into a carby, but that isn't the primary focal point.
Spoilers: Yes.
Disclaimer: I don't claim to own them, any of them, except Lauren...mwahhahahahahaha.
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It's not like it was my entire fault. Abby used to tell me that constantly, but I never know whether secretly she blames me. She hasn't mentioned me to her friends. But even thought I am thousands of miles away, I know I still haunt her.
Next week is my eighteenth birthday, it's also the say I graduate, the day I am free of this all-girls-prison. Although it's not really a prison, and after all I am going to be valedictorian. Maybe Abby will finally be proud of me; maybe she will love me again.
I've been accepted to the medical school. The University of Illinois. So I'll be close to her, real close.
~
Abby walked briskly through the ER. The deep purple of the bruise still slightly clouding her eye. Must avoid Carter. She repeated over and over. He would only have to look at her and he would know, he would know that after all these years she was drinking again. But still he wouldn't understand, she had it under control; only the odd wine here and there, the odd bottle.
Lauren stared outside the hospital for a minute; this is where Abby would be, if she were still working here after all of these years. This was all she had to go on, a little piece of memory from the little girl she used to be.
Lauren and Abby locked eyes. Carter had just approached Abby and was slightly concerned by the fixed stare aimed at a young, lost girl. All at once Abby snapped back to life, both hands immediately enveloped her face as she let out an unbelieving Oh my god. Lauren walked slowly toward her, scared that she would run, like everyone else did.
All at once they were locked in each other's arms. Both were crying, both were finding it hard to breathe. In there moment of unity nothing seemed to matter.
Any questions Carter, or anyone else had would have to wait. Abby had too many questions herself.
Should I continue? If anyone who is curious wants to know who Lauren is.... I'll give you a clue. It isn't her daughter.... there have been a lot of stories like that recently, this is a lot more abstract than that. Please R&R. Or email me on blame_it_on_the_parents@hotmail.com with any comments. Thanks.
Katexxxx
Chapter Title: Real close.
Summary: Lost and Found...that's all I will say.
Archive: Sure, but just ask!
Romance: It will turn into a carby, but that isn't the primary focal point.
Spoilers: Yes.
Disclaimer: I don't claim to own them, any of them, except Lauren...mwahhahahahahaha.
~
It's not like it was my entire fault. Abby used to tell me that constantly, but I never know whether secretly she blames me. She hasn't mentioned me to her friends. But even thought I am thousands of miles away, I know I still haunt her.
Next week is my eighteenth birthday, it's also the say I graduate, the day I am free of this all-girls-prison. Although it's not really a prison, and after all I am going to be valedictorian. Maybe Abby will finally be proud of me; maybe she will love me again.
I've been accepted to the medical school. The University of Illinois. So I'll be close to her, real close.
~
Abby walked briskly through the ER. The deep purple of the bruise still slightly clouding her eye. Must avoid Carter. She repeated over and over. He would only have to look at her and he would know, he would know that after all these years she was drinking again. But still he wouldn't understand, she had it under control; only the odd wine here and there, the odd bottle.
Lauren stared outside the hospital for a minute; this is where Abby would be, if she were still working here after all of these years. This was all she had to go on, a little piece of memory from the little girl she used to be.
Lauren and Abby locked eyes. Carter had just approached Abby and was slightly concerned by the fixed stare aimed at a young, lost girl. All at once Abby snapped back to life, both hands immediately enveloped her face as she let out an unbelieving Oh my god. Lauren walked slowly toward her, scared that she would run, like everyone else did.
All at once they were locked in each other's arms. Both were crying, both were finding it hard to breathe. In there moment of unity nothing seemed to matter.
Any questions Carter, or anyone else had would have to wait. Abby had too many questions herself.
Should I continue? If anyone who is curious wants to know who Lauren is.... I'll give you a clue. It isn't her daughter.... there have been a lot of stories like that recently, this is a lot more abstract than that. Please R&R. Or email me on blame_it_on_the_parents@hotmail.com with any comments. Thanks.
Katexxxx