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NOTE FOR WHEN THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE POSTED ON FRIDAY:
Once again, my mother turned off the television. She and my father had once again gone out to dinner, but this time after they came home, they turned around and went to the grocery store. So I saw the Carter and Abby biting scene and the face touching. I was jumping up and done. My sister called me a freak several times, but I don't care because it's all for the Carby!! I leave for Washington D.C. Friday morning, so this will hopefully be posted before I leave. I won't get to see the entire tape of "The Letter" until probably Tuesday, unless I watch it tomorrow morning before I leave. Ohh, the whole first scene was amazing. I was bawling hysterically. Once again, the word "freak" was used by my sister. Have a good weekend!! For anyone who lives in South Florida, go enjoy the Air and Sea Show without me…I'm really upset to be missing it. (
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"Well?" John Carter sat patiently waiting for Abby's response from the other side of the table.
"I realized….I realized that I really want you to be a part of Andrew's life. I grew up without really knowing my father and look how screwed up I am." Abby commented.
"You're not that screwed up."
"I'm the first to admit it. It's not a problem. I've never done anything right or in the right order." Abby rolled her eyes. "And when you said the other day that you loved me, I didn't know what to think. Just like last year at the river and when we were in that car on the way back from Oklahoma. I never know what to think. I want to think that I'm in love too, but then I tell myself I'm setting myself up to be screwed over again. It's like this never ending circle that I can't change."
John looked at her face and tried to read the emotions that she was emitting.
"I needed a friend last year. I wanted a friend." Abby continued, placing her hands together on the table in front of her. "Instead I got the best friend I could possibly have, which I did not need."
"Do you think we would have ever been friends if I hadn't caught you shooting up in the exam room?" Abby asked suddenly. "Or for that matter if you had never been stabbed and you hadn't gone to rehab and ended up in the same AA meeting as me. Do you ever think about things like that?"
"I'm not usually that cynical, but yes I have thought about it from time to time." John shrugged.
"I think about it all the time. Because I think about the fact that if we hadn't gotten close, I would never have fallen in love with you." Abby paused for a moment, letting her words stick in. "I'm in love with you John. I don't know for how long. Maybe since you picked me up in the limo and I was wearing that ridiculous dress, I'm not sure. But…do you understand what I'm trying to say?"
"Yeah, but how long does that last?" John shook his head softly.
"What do you mean?"
"How long until you decide that you've made a horrible mistake and take this all back? You've done this before. First you wanted me to be a father. I said yes. Then you said you didn't want me to be the father." Abby looked down, somewhat ashamed of emotions felt so long before. "Somewhere in the middle of this I ended up in a Lamaze class, but then it went back to the way things were before and we didn't communicate at all. I blame myself for what happened next. I shouldn't have gone to you when Mark died but you're the only person who can make sense out of this whole fucking world."
"John…I'm telling you I love you." Abby pounded her hands onto the table and looked up at him. Their eyes were locked for a minute until Abby broke the silence.
"Can you take me home please." Abby said quietly. Five minutes later, after paying for the drinks, they left the restaurant in silence and gave the valet the ticket for the car. A few minutes later, the attendant pulled the Jeep around and Abby got in her side and John got in his. The entire ride back to Abby's apartment was totally quiet.
"You don't have to come up." Abby commented as John went to get out of the car to go upstairs with her.
"I want to say good-bye to Andrew." Carter arched his eyebrows. Abby reached into her purse and stomped up the front steps to the front door of the building. She got the door open after a few tries and went through and up the stairs to her apartment. John shut the door behind him and followed Abby up the stairs. As she went to unlock the door to her own apartment, John grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Without hesitation, he kissed her with all frustration and love he had for her. As the kiss ended, Abby backed up and looked at him, speechless.
"I love you Abigail Wyzienski Lockhart." He smiled.
"I love you John Truman Carter." Abby smiled back at him then pulled him in for another kiss.
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One more chapter after this!!!
NOTE FOR WHEN THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE POSTED ON FRIDAY:
Once again, my mother turned off the television. She and my father had once again gone out to dinner, but this time after they came home, they turned around and went to the grocery store. So I saw the Carter and Abby biting scene and the face touching. I was jumping up and done. My sister called me a freak several times, but I don't care because it's all for the Carby!! I leave for Washington D.C. Friday morning, so this will hopefully be posted before I leave. I won't get to see the entire tape of "The Letter" until probably Tuesday, unless I watch it tomorrow morning before I leave. Ohh, the whole first scene was amazing. I was bawling hysterically. Once again, the word "freak" was used by my sister. Have a good weekend!! For anyone who lives in South Florida, go enjoy the Air and Sea Show without me…I'm really upset to be missing it. (
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"Well?" John Carter sat patiently waiting for Abby's response from the other side of the table.
"I realized….I realized that I really want you to be a part of Andrew's life. I grew up without really knowing my father and look how screwed up I am." Abby commented.
"You're not that screwed up."
"I'm the first to admit it. It's not a problem. I've never done anything right or in the right order." Abby rolled her eyes. "And when you said the other day that you loved me, I didn't know what to think. Just like last year at the river and when we were in that car on the way back from Oklahoma. I never know what to think. I want to think that I'm in love too, but then I tell myself I'm setting myself up to be screwed over again. It's like this never ending circle that I can't change."
John looked at her face and tried to read the emotions that she was emitting.
"I needed a friend last year. I wanted a friend." Abby continued, placing her hands together on the table in front of her. "Instead I got the best friend I could possibly have, which I did not need."
"Do you think we would have ever been friends if I hadn't caught you shooting up in the exam room?" Abby asked suddenly. "Or for that matter if you had never been stabbed and you hadn't gone to rehab and ended up in the same AA meeting as me. Do you ever think about things like that?"
"I'm not usually that cynical, but yes I have thought about it from time to time." John shrugged.
"I think about it all the time. Because I think about the fact that if we hadn't gotten close, I would never have fallen in love with you." Abby paused for a moment, letting her words stick in. "I'm in love with you John. I don't know for how long. Maybe since you picked me up in the limo and I was wearing that ridiculous dress, I'm not sure. But…do you understand what I'm trying to say?"
"Yeah, but how long does that last?" John shook his head softly.
"What do you mean?"
"How long until you decide that you've made a horrible mistake and take this all back? You've done this before. First you wanted me to be a father. I said yes. Then you said you didn't want me to be the father." Abby looked down, somewhat ashamed of emotions felt so long before. "Somewhere in the middle of this I ended up in a Lamaze class, but then it went back to the way things were before and we didn't communicate at all. I blame myself for what happened next. I shouldn't have gone to you when Mark died but you're the only person who can make sense out of this whole fucking world."
"John…I'm telling you I love you." Abby pounded her hands onto the table and looked up at him. Their eyes were locked for a minute until Abby broke the silence.
"Can you take me home please." Abby said quietly. Five minutes later, after paying for the drinks, they left the restaurant in silence and gave the valet the ticket for the car. A few minutes later, the attendant pulled the Jeep around and Abby got in her side and John got in his. The entire ride back to Abby's apartment was totally quiet.
"You don't have to come up." Abby commented as John went to get out of the car to go upstairs with her.
"I want to say good-bye to Andrew." Carter arched his eyebrows. Abby reached into her purse and stomped up the front steps to the front door of the building. She got the door open after a few tries and went through and up the stairs to her apartment. John shut the door behind him and followed Abby up the stairs. As she went to unlock the door to her own apartment, John grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Without hesitation, he kissed her with all frustration and love he had for her. As the kiss ended, Abby backed up and looked at him, speechless.
"I love you Abigail Wyzienski Lockhart." He smiled.
"I love you John Truman Carter." Abby smiled back at him then pulled him in for another kiss.
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One more chapter after this!!!