Ok, I'm having another try at this fanfiction deal so let's see where this
one goes. It's a Carby, naturally, and picks up right where "Lockdown"
left off. Hopefully, I'll be able to continue it for at least the next
month or so before I go away. Enjoy! Reviews are greatly appreciated.
First Impressions – Part 1
As she reciprocated Carter's kiss, Abby thought she must be going crazy. She heard John give a small moan as his hands began to roam up and down her back, puller her closer. As she began to slip her hands through John's short hair, she couldn't help but think about what weird timing this was. She had been waiting for this moment for months, but why did it have to come in a stifling, stinky exam room at work? Oh well, she thought as she and Carter mutually deepened the kiss. Suddenly, there was a loud smack as the ice pack Abby had forgotten she was holding slipped out of her hands and dropped to the floor. Surprised, John and Abby jumped as far away from each other as possible, thinking someone had just walked into the room. John scanned the room and a confused look crossed his face as he noticed there was no one there. His eyes went back to Abby who indicated the culprit ice pack now lying on the floor in between them. For a few seconds they just stared at each other without saying a word, both still too amazed at what had just transgressed. Abby stood with her back to the door and John stood with one hand on the gurney behind him, chests heaving and glistening with sweat. Slowly, a grin started to creep across John's face and Abby couldn't help but grin herself. She found herself starting to laugh and John had to laugh too. Laughing and smiling, they walked back towards each other and Abby fell into John's waiting arms. Laughing, he kissed the top of her head and spun her around.
"I'd say we're going to be more than just ok," Abby finally managed speaking in hushed, low tones. John released his grip on her waist and grabbed both of her hands in his own.
"We're going to be great," he replied. They gazed into each other's eyes and John felt that familiar feeling in his heart that he got whenever he saw her. That feeling of being overwhelmed by something more powerful than anything he had ever known. Before he let that happen, John looked away. He smiled and snuck a look back at Abby.
"Great timing I have though, huh?" Abby released the breath she had been holding and said,
"Ya know, I was just thinking the same exact thing." She looked around the room and then back at him.
"Oh, come on," John laughed, "You mean to tell me you don't find wonderful scent of trauma one utterly romantic?"
"Well, it's not exactly a candle light dinner," Abby joked back.
"Well, that can be arranged," John said half seriously.
"Oh really?" Abby raised her eyebrows.
"Believe me, I've had this moment planned out for ages and I never thought it would take place in here," John gestured around the room.
"You've had this all planned out?" Abby asked. John ducked his head down so that their foreheads were touching and said softly,
"Yes." As he tilted his head to kiss her again, Abby could feel those butterflies in her stomach going crazy. Scratch that, not butterflies. They were elephants.
"Get a grip, Abby!" she thought to herself. "This is not getting kissed by your high school crush!" But in so many ways it was.
"Whew!" Abby exclaimed. "Now I feel hot."
"Do you have a fever?" John asked mockingly.
"Shut up!" Abby said, playfully hitting him on the arm.
"I think if we continue with what we've been doing we'll both pass out from the heat."
"Maybe we should continue this under more pleasant circumstances?"
"Definitely." John kissed her one more time and then hopped back up on the gurney, indicating that Abby should come sit next to him. "Just be careful," he said holding his hands up, "It's dangerously hot in here."
"I think I can handle it," Abby joked at she sat herself next to him.
John groaned as he stretched out, leaning on his elbows and dangling his legs over the side of the gurney.
"Your back ok" Abby asked, concerned.
"No, but I'll be fine after a shower and some sleep," John said wincing
"I could rub it for you since I know how much you like back rubs," Abby joked with a little more sarcasm than she had intended.
"Haha, funny," John said, not entirely amused.
"Oh, come on, John," Abby started as she lay on her back, her head on his thigh and her legs dangling off the end of the gurney. "You have to laugh at the two of us."
"Do I," he asked as he began to twirl a stray piece of her hair around his finger.
"Yeah," Abby said, smiling as she felt her body begin to finally relax. "I mean we both keep running around like a couple a freaks searching for some happiness in our lives. We get ourselves stuck in these miserable boring relationships, only running to each other when we fall off the wagon. Once we're back on, it's back to the constant conflict that comes with trying too hard to be happy. You try to force chemistry that isn't there and so you break up and start the search again when all along the person you've been looking for is right in front of you, your best friend."
"Abby, I-" John didn't have time to finish as Malik came through the doors with a mask over his face, bearing a tray of what, under the circumstances, look like very appetizing hospital food.
"Dr. Lewis thought y'all might be hungry."
"Yeah, Malik, thanks, this is great," Carter said, hopping down to take the tray.
"Well, it's just the shit they have upstairs, but it's better than nothing, right man?"
"Right."
"Any word on how much longer it'll be?" Abby asked.
"I'd get comfortable if I were you. Word is it'll be morning before we get out of here."
"Great," Carter muttered.
"I had a date tonight," Malik whined. Carter and Abby laughed. "Listen, man, I gotta get back. Need anything else?"
"No this is great, thanks Malik."
"No prob," Malik replied, walking out of the room.
"Well," Abby turned to John, "it looks like I'll be waking up next to you after all."
"Scared?" John asked flirtatiously.
"Yes," Abby nodded her head. John furrowed his brow and Abby laughed.
"Don't look so worried! You and me . . . it's a scary thing, but I want it and we're ready."
"I'm scared too," John said. "I'm excited and nervous and scared . . . and I'm hungry!" They both started laughing and dug into their hospital grub with more enthusiasm than usual because they knew they were going to be ok.
Meanwhile, Malik returned to the desk looking confused. Noticing this, Luka asked,
"What's wrong, Malik?"
"Huh?" he looked up at Luka. "Oh, nothing."
"Everything ok with Carter and Abby?" Susan inquired.
"Oh, yeah. Yeah, they're fine," Malik said, still looking like his mind was else where. Susan gave Luka a bewildered look and he just shrugged his shoulders and walked off to get something to eat. Susan turned back to Malik.
"Ok, Malik. What is going on?!"
"Well, I was just sure I was going to walk in on some major dirt going on between those two, but when I walked in, nothing was going on!" Susan laughed.
"Well, you know, they are at work."
"Yeah, but still. If I was Carter, which thank God I am not, but if I was and I was stuck in a room with Abby with nothing to do, we would not be sitting there talking!"
"You don't know that's all they were doing."
"Yeah? Well, things looked pretty mild in there to me."
"Who knows? Appearances can be deceiving."
To be continued! Let me know what you think.
First Impressions – Part 1
As she reciprocated Carter's kiss, Abby thought she must be going crazy. She heard John give a small moan as his hands began to roam up and down her back, puller her closer. As she began to slip her hands through John's short hair, she couldn't help but think about what weird timing this was. She had been waiting for this moment for months, but why did it have to come in a stifling, stinky exam room at work? Oh well, she thought as she and Carter mutually deepened the kiss. Suddenly, there was a loud smack as the ice pack Abby had forgotten she was holding slipped out of her hands and dropped to the floor. Surprised, John and Abby jumped as far away from each other as possible, thinking someone had just walked into the room. John scanned the room and a confused look crossed his face as he noticed there was no one there. His eyes went back to Abby who indicated the culprit ice pack now lying on the floor in between them. For a few seconds they just stared at each other without saying a word, both still too amazed at what had just transgressed. Abby stood with her back to the door and John stood with one hand on the gurney behind him, chests heaving and glistening with sweat. Slowly, a grin started to creep across John's face and Abby couldn't help but grin herself. She found herself starting to laugh and John had to laugh too. Laughing and smiling, they walked back towards each other and Abby fell into John's waiting arms. Laughing, he kissed the top of her head and spun her around.
"I'd say we're going to be more than just ok," Abby finally managed speaking in hushed, low tones. John released his grip on her waist and grabbed both of her hands in his own.
"We're going to be great," he replied. They gazed into each other's eyes and John felt that familiar feeling in his heart that he got whenever he saw her. That feeling of being overwhelmed by something more powerful than anything he had ever known. Before he let that happen, John looked away. He smiled and snuck a look back at Abby.
"Great timing I have though, huh?" Abby released the breath she had been holding and said,
"Ya know, I was just thinking the same exact thing." She looked around the room and then back at him.
"Oh, come on," John laughed, "You mean to tell me you don't find wonderful scent of trauma one utterly romantic?"
"Well, it's not exactly a candle light dinner," Abby joked back.
"Well, that can be arranged," John said half seriously.
"Oh really?" Abby raised her eyebrows.
"Believe me, I've had this moment planned out for ages and I never thought it would take place in here," John gestured around the room.
"You've had this all planned out?" Abby asked. John ducked his head down so that their foreheads were touching and said softly,
"Yes." As he tilted his head to kiss her again, Abby could feel those butterflies in her stomach going crazy. Scratch that, not butterflies. They were elephants.
"Get a grip, Abby!" she thought to herself. "This is not getting kissed by your high school crush!" But in so many ways it was.
"Whew!" Abby exclaimed. "Now I feel hot."
"Do you have a fever?" John asked mockingly.
"Shut up!" Abby said, playfully hitting him on the arm.
"I think if we continue with what we've been doing we'll both pass out from the heat."
"Maybe we should continue this under more pleasant circumstances?"
"Definitely." John kissed her one more time and then hopped back up on the gurney, indicating that Abby should come sit next to him. "Just be careful," he said holding his hands up, "It's dangerously hot in here."
"I think I can handle it," Abby joked at she sat herself next to him.
John groaned as he stretched out, leaning on his elbows and dangling his legs over the side of the gurney.
"Your back ok" Abby asked, concerned.
"No, but I'll be fine after a shower and some sleep," John said wincing
"I could rub it for you since I know how much you like back rubs," Abby joked with a little more sarcasm than she had intended.
"Haha, funny," John said, not entirely amused.
"Oh, come on, John," Abby started as she lay on her back, her head on his thigh and her legs dangling off the end of the gurney. "You have to laugh at the two of us."
"Do I," he asked as he began to twirl a stray piece of her hair around his finger.
"Yeah," Abby said, smiling as she felt her body begin to finally relax. "I mean we both keep running around like a couple a freaks searching for some happiness in our lives. We get ourselves stuck in these miserable boring relationships, only running to each other when we fall off the wagon. Once we're back on, it's back to the constant conflict that comes with trying too hard to be happy. You try to force chemistry that isn't there and so you break up and start the search again when all along the person you've been looking for is right in front of you, your best friend."
"Abby, I-" John didn't have time to finish as Malik came through the doors with a mask over his face, bearing a tray of what, under the circumstances, look like very appetizing hospital food.
"Dr. Lewis thought y'all might be hungry."
"Yeah, Malik, thanks, this is great," Carter said, hopping down to take the tray.
"Well, it's just the shit they have upstairs, but it's better than nothing, right man?"
"Right."
"Any word on how much longer it'll be?" Abby asked.
"I'd get comfortable if I were you. Word is it'll be morning before we get out of here."
"Great," Carter muttered.
"I had a date tonight," Malik whined. Carter and Abby laughed. "Listen, man, I gotta get back. Need anything else?"
"No this is great, thanks Malik."
"No prob," Malik replied, walking out of the room.
"Well," Abby turned to John, "it looks like I'll be waking up next to you after all."
"Scared?" John asked flirtatiously.
"Yes," Abby nodded her head. John furrowed his brow and Abby laughed.
"Don't look so worried! You and me . . . it's a scary thing, but I want it and we're ready."
"I'm scared too," John said. "I'm excited and nervous and scared . . . and I'm hungry!" They both started laughing and dug into their hospital grub with more enthusiasm than usual because they knew they were going to be ok.
Meanwhile, Malik returned to the desk looking confused. Noticing this, Luka asked,
"What's wrong, Malik?"
"Huh?" he looked up at Luka. "Oh, nothing."
"Everything ok with Carter and Abby?" Susan inquired.
"Oh, yeah. Yeah, they're fine," Malik said, still looking like his mind was else where. Susan gave Luka a bewildered look and he just shrugged his shoulders and walked off to get something to eat. Susan turned back to Malik.
"Ok, Malik. What is going on?!"
"Well, I was just sure I was going to walk in on some major dirt going on between those two, but when I walked in, nothing was going on!" Susan laughed.
"Well, you know, they are at work."
"Yeah, but still. If I was Carter, which thank God I am not, but if I was and I was stuck in a room with Abby with nothing to do, we would not be sitting there talking!"
"You don't know that's all they were doing."
"Yeah? Well, things looked pretty mild in there to me."
"Who knows? Appearances can be deceiving."
To be continued! Let me know what you think.