Sorry have been out of town for a few days so I couldn't update, they
should be up more regularly from now on.
Chapter 2
"Abby? You awake?" Luka whispered into the room. There was no response so he trod softly to the bed and looked down at her, sleeping peacefully with her chest going up and down so lightly you could barely see it. He watched for a minute or two and then left, feeling a bit invasive watching her sleep.
"Hey, Susan" he called, spotting her as he came out of the room. She spun around.
"Yeah?"
"Did the results get back yet?" He asked.
"What results?" She asked, juggling a good 6 charts in her hands. He took a few from her.
"Abby's"
"Oh um..i dunno, check" she told him "thanks". He carried some charts to admit with her. "Thanks" she repeated as he put them down for her.
"No problem, I'm sorry I haven't been much help this shift." She waved it away.
"Forget it Luka.you weren't even meant to be in"
"I know but."
"I said forget it" she said firmly, and then smiled "I better go see my next victim".
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He continued to treat patients as she slept, figuring he should at least help Susan while he could. Just as it was beginning to get light he peered in through the blinds of her exam room and saw she was awake. He slipped in quietly.
"Hey". He came over and checked the monitors. She looked up drowsily, not focusing on him properly. She was sedated fairly heavily.
"Joyce?" She asked sleepily. He nodded. " She's fine". Abby nodded, her eyes battling to stay open. "Abby the rape kit came back negative". She tried to reach to him but her arms were to heavy and so he gently took her hand.
"Thankyou" she whispered, falling back to sleep "I'm glad you're here".
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"Feeling better?" Luka asked as he came into her room later that morning. She sat up, wincing.
"Yeah". She paused for a second, biting her lip. "This was really some coming home present huh?" He chuckled slightly.
"A card would have been fine, here I brought you these". He tipped a carrier bag out on the bed, and a couple of magazines and bags of sweets fell out. She gave a small smile.
"Thanks, shouldn't you be off by now?" She asked him.
"Double shift, everyone is sick" he said blandly "But it's pretty quiet". She nodded and there was an awkward silence for a couple of seconds.
"How was Bosnia?" She asked, lying back again. He sat down next to the bed.
"It was good, I really enjoyed myself, you know, going back to working in a place where the medicine really depends on you and not your equipment". She nodded.
"Did you see your father?" Luka nodded.
"For a few days, he asked after you" his eyes twinkled slightly. Abby closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them again as the pain passed.
"That was nice of him" she said weakly, seemingly not quite with him.
"You okay?" He asked anxiously. She nodded.
"Mmm hmm, just bruised" she said softly, trying to get a comfortable position. He watched her silently.
"I can get you more morphine" he offered.
"No no, I'm fine" she assured him "Carry on, what else did you do?"
"I saw my brother and his two children one afternoon, and the rest of the time I spent in a hospital in Bosnia, working in the emergency department". He stopped for a second. "It's good to be home though". Abby smiled weakly.
"I think Kerry missed you, oh you really missed some major stuff here". His eyebrows raised.
"Dr. Weaver is gay". He immediately looked down and then back up at her. Her eyes widened at his lack of surprise.
"You already knew!" She accused him. "You knew and you didn't tell me?!"
"Of course I didn't, she asked me not to" he said bluntly. Abby sighed exasperatedly.
"Luka!"
"Abby!" His eyes widened in a similar fashion as he imitated her. She closed her eyes suddenly again and swallowed hard. "Abby?" He asked.
"Mmm?" She tried to sound as normal as possible, but still didn't open her eyes.
"Abby open your eyes" he instructed, standing and getting his pen light out. She did so but immediately shut them again as tears threatened to overcome her. Instead she sunk back into the pillows, taking a deep calming breath to overcome the pain. "Lie back, let me check you" he instructed as her eyes fluttered open again "What kind of pain is it?" She took another deep breath.
"Kind of radiating sort of pain"
"From where?"
"My left shoulder" she sighed. He nodded.
"I'll get an X-ray done, let me check it". He leant her forwards and gently pressed around the area. She yelped. "You probably slightly dislocated it" he mused. "Stay here". She smirked at him.
"Like I'm going anywhere".
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"Okay.you have to wear this sling okay?" Luka told her "all the time, except when you sleep". Abby nodded. "And I gave you ten of morphine, to ease the pain until the inflammation around the joint goes down".
"Okay". He wrote something on the chart and then looked down at her again.
"You know, you should have told someone if it was that painful".
"I didn't think it was serious" she sighed "I hate being prodded and poked all the time". He gave a small chuckle, thinking how Abby-like that was.
"Well I'll leave you alone then, no more poking, but if anything else happens you let someone know, okay?" He asked seriously. She nodded.
"Yes doctor". He smiled and patted her on her good arm before leaving the room.
Chapter 2
"Abby? You awake?" Luka whispered into the room. There was no response so he trod softly to the bed and looked down at her, sleeping peacefully with her chest going up and down so lightly you could barely see it. He watched for a minute or two and then left, feeling a bit invasive watching her sleep.
"Hey, Susan" he called, spotting her as he came out of the room. She spun around.
"Yeah?"
"Did the results get back yet?" He asked.
"What results?" She asked, juggling a good 6 charts in her hands. He took a few from her.
"Abby's"
"Oh um..i dunno, check" she told him "thanks". He carried some charts to admit with her. "Thanks" she repeated as he put them down for her.
"No problem, I'm sorry I haven't been much help this shift." She waved it away.
"Forget it Luka.you weren't even meant to be in"
"I know but."
"I said forget it" she said firmly, and then smiled "I better go see my next victim".
----------
He continued to treat patients as she slept, figuring he should at least help Susan while he could. Just as it was beginning to get light he peered in through the blinds of her exam room and saw she was awake. He slipped in quietly.
"Hey". He came over and checked the monitors. She looked up drowsily, not focusing on him properly. She was sedated fairly heavily.
"Joyce?" She asked sleepily. He nodded. " She's fine". Abby nodded, her eyes battling to stay open. "Abby the rape kit came back negative". She tried to reach to him but her arms were to heavy and so he gently took her hand.
"Thankyou" she whispered, falling back to sleep "I'm glad you're here".
----------
"Feeling better?" Luka asked as he came into her room later that morning. She sat up, wincing.
"Yeah". She paused for a second, biting her lip. "This was really some coming home present huh?" He chuckled slightly.
"A card would have been fine, here I brought you these". He tipped a carrier bag out on the bed, and a couple of magazines and bags of sweets fell out. She gave a small smile.
"Thanks, shouldn't you be off by now?" She asked him.
"Double shift, everyone is sick" he said blandly "But it's pretty quiet". She nodded and there was an awkward silence for a couple of seconds.
"How was Bosnia?" She asked, lying back again. He sat down next to the bed.
"It was good, I really enjoyed myself, you know, going back to working in a place where the medicine really depends on you and not your equipment". She nodded.
"Did you see your father?" Luka nodded.
"For a few days, he asked after you" his eyes twinkled slightly. Abby closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them again as the pain passed.
"That was nice of him" she said weakly, seemingly not quite with him.
"You okay?" He asked anxiously. She nodded.
"Mmm hmm, just bruised" she said softly, trying to get a comfortable position. He watched her silently.
"I can get you more morphine" he offered.
"No no, I'm fine" she assured him "Carry on, what else did you do?"
"I saw my brother and his two children one afternoon, and the rest of the time I spent in a hospital in Bosnia, working in the emergency department". He stopped for a second. "It's good to be home though". Abby smiled weakly.
"I think Kerry missed you, oh you really missed some major stuff here". His eyebrows raised.
"Dr. Weaver is gay". He immediately looked down and then back up at her. Her eyes widened at his lack of surprise.
"You already knew!" She accused him. "You knew and you didn't tell me?!"
"Of course I didn't, she asked me not to" he said bluntly. Abby sighed exasperatedly.
"Luka!"
"Abby!" His eyes widened in a similar fashion as he imitated her. She closed her eyes suddenly again and swallowed hard. "Abby?" He asked.
"Mmm?" She tried to sound as normal as possible, but still didn't open her eyes.
"Abby open your eyes" he instructed, standing and getting his pen light out. She did so but immediately shut them again as tears threatened to overcome her. Instead she sunk back into the pillows, taking a deep calming breath to overcome the pain. "Lie back, let me check you" he instructed as her eyes fluttered open again "What kind of pain is it?" She took another deep breath.
"Kind of radiating sort of pain"
"From where?"
"My left shoulder" she sighed. He nodded.
"I'll get an X-ray done, let me check it". He leant her forwards and gently pressed around the area. She yelped. "You probably slightly dislocated it" he mused. "Stay here". She smirked at him.
"Like I'm going anywhere".
----------
"Okay.you have to wear this sling okay?" Luka told her "all the time, except when you sleep". Abby nodded. "And I gave you ten of morphine, to ease the pain until the inflammation around the joint goes down".
"Okay". He wrote something on the chart and then looked down at her again.
"You know, you should have told someone if it was that painful".
"I didn't think it was serious" she sighed "I hate being prodded and poked all the time". He gave a small chuckle, thinking how Abby-like that was.
"Well I'll leave you alone then, no more poking, but if anything else happens you let someone know, okay?" He asked seriously. She nodded.
"Yes doctor". He smiled and patted her on her good arm before leaving the room.
