Haha – I'm sitting her writing this and listening to the radio and Michael
Bolton's "Said I Loved You But I Lied" came on and I'm sitting here
cracking up because I wrote a carby story to that song. I'm incredibly
hyper from Tuesday night's Gilmore Girls (Luke and Lorelei forever).
Please continue to review!! Thanks. Enjoy.
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One week later Abby smuggled a pregnancy test from the supply closet and snuck it into the bathroom. She took it and sat in the stall waiting for the results to pop up on the stick. Minutes went by as Abby contemplated how the results could change her life forever. She twiddled her fingers and glanced periodically at her watch until the time was finally up. She quickly picked up the stick to see what it said.
A frown crossed her face. She wasn't pregnant. She brushed aside a stray piece of hair that had fallen across her face and let out a sigh. She had been sure it would be positive. What would she do now? She guessed this was fates way of telling her it wasn't meant to be. She disposed of the test and walked back into the ER. Avoiding a glance from Carter, she wandered into the lounge and sat down on the sofa. A moment later, the door swung open and John walked through.
"What's the matter?" He asked concerned.
"I'm not pregnant." Abby replied quietly.
"Oh." Carter said, also quiet.
"It's okay though."
"Are you sure? You don't want to try again or anything?" John said with a sly smile.
"Haha. No. I obviously wasn't meant to be a mother. I can accept that." Abby said, returning the smile.
"Well how about coffee at Doc's? Or maybe a sundae?" Carter asked eagerly. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he had enjoyed the night he and Abby had spent together. It was different than he expected. He had thought about it before. The night he had taken Abby to the charity ball after he had dropped her off and gotten back in the limo. He thought of how great it would have been to kiss her and go into her apartment and make love all night long. That was a long time ago though. Many things had changed, yet at the same time nothing had changed. Their relationship was still hard to explain, maybe even more so now that Abby wasn't in fact pregnant.
"No, I think I'm just going to go home. I still have a little longer to my shift anyway." Abby answered, bringing Carter out of his daydream.
"Well if you need anything call me." John offered and left the room the same way he had come in. Abby sighed and placed her head in her hands. She heard the squeak of a gurney coming through the ambulance doors and people running to catch up with it to treat whoever was on board. Instead of running to catch up with it though, Abby opened her locker and gathered her things. She was halfway out the door when she heard someone call her name.
"Abby? Where are you going? We have a trauma here." Kerry Weaver called from across the ER.
"I'm sorry. I'm not feeling well." Abby explained, lying through her teeth.
"Oh. Well then fine. Go home. Just tell me next time." Kerry said and limped away.
Abby barely made it home before she passed out exhausted on her bed. Before she knew it, she realized a fat tear was rolling down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, trying to discourage any others that might try the same. But in a moment, she was full fledged sobbing. You never know how much you'll miss something until you realize you never had it to begin with.
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It's not over yet! What will happen next? Review and find out!
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One week later Abby smuggled a pregnancy test from the supply closet and snuck it into the bathroom. She took it and sat in the stall waiting for the results to pop up on the stick. Minutes went by as Abby contemplated how the results could change her life forever. She twiddled her fingers and glanced periodically at her watch until the time was finally up. She quickly picked up the stick to see what it said.
A frown crossed her face. She wasn't pregnant. She brushed aside a stray piece of hair that had fallen across her face and let out a sigh. She had been sure it would be positive. What would she do now? She guessed this was fates way of telling her it wasn't meant to be. She disposed of the test and walked back into the ER. Avoiding a glance from Carter, she wandered into the lounge and sat down on the sofa. A moment later, the door swung open and John walked through.
"What's the matter?" He asked concerned.
"I'm not pregnant." Abby replied quietly.
"Oh." Carter said, also quiet.
"It's okay though."
"Are you sure? You don't want to try again or anything?" John said with a sly smile.
"Haha. No. I obviously wasn't meant to be a mother. I can accept that." Abby said, returning the smile.
"Well how about coffee at Doc's? Or maybe a sundae?" Carter asked eagerly. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he had enjoyed the night he and Abby had spent together. It was different than he expected. He had thought about it before. The night he had taken Abby to the charity ball after he had dropped her off and gotten back in the limo. He thought of how great it would have been to kiss her and go into her apartment and make love all night long. That was a long time ago though. Many things had changed, yet at the same time nothing had changed. Their relationship was still hard to explain, maybe even more so now that Abby wasn't in fact pregnant.
"No, I think I'm just going to go home. I still have a little longer to my shift anyway." Abby answered, bringing Carter out of his daydream.
"Well if you need anything call me." John offered and left the room the same way he had come in. Abby sighed and placed her head in her hands. She heard the squeak of a gurney coming through the ambulance doors and people running to catch up with it to treat whoever was on board. Instead of running to catch up with it though, Abby opened her locker and gathered her things. She was halfway out the door when she heard someone call her name.
"Abby? Where are you going? We have a trauma here." Kerry Weaver called from across the ER.
"I'm sorry. I'm not feeling well." Abby explained, lying through her teeth.
"Oh. Well then fine. Go home. Just tell me next time." Kerry said and limped away.
Abby barely made it home before she passed out exhausted on her bed. Before she knew it, she realized a fat tear was rolling down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, trying to discourage any others that might try the same. But in a moment, she was full fledged sobbing. You never know how much you'll miss something until you realize you never had it to begin with.
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It's not over yet! What will happen next? Review and find out!