Hey guys! I've skipped ahead to the point where Abby is getting
discharged. This is because I want to try and bring some Carby fuzz in! I
figure that Carter and Abby deserve some happiness. Except, I'm going to
try and put some Maggie in there. Thanks for the reviews! You guy's rule!
Part Four -
Three weeks have passed and they are finally discharging Abby. Maggie turned up three hours after Abby woke up. Lucky for us, she had taken her meds. I hadn't mentioned her to Abby and when she came I was pretty much a bag of nerves. I kept thinking how much Abby had been through. Within twenty-four hours she had been knocked over, she nearly died, nearly lost our baby and she was worked on in surgery for over three hours. I had to admire her strength.
Romano had come by about half an hour ago to tell us we could go home. Susan had been released one week ago. The complications caused by the baby meant Abby had to be kept a bit longer. But finally the day had arrived when I could take her home.
Maggie was waiting out in the car. All I had to do now was get Abby from her hospital room, through the ER and to the car without anyone seeing us. Likely that would ever happen. We were going to be bombarded with questions and well wishers. Give me strength.
I grabbed her bag and made my way to the door. I opened it and then fell into step behind her. This was like heaven. I probably haven't stopped staring at her since she woke up but I can't help it. I hopelessly in love.
"So Carter, you better have only brought the Jeep or else I'm getting the El home." I laughed at her but knew she was probably quite serious.
"Yeah, it's just the jeep. I thought the limo might have to many bad memories." We both shared another laugh remembering the night we let the air out of Richard's tires.
We made our way into the elevator and pushed the button to go down. I was about to place my hand on her back when I thought better of it. I don't want to cause further damage. The doors opened and Haleh greeted us on the other side.
"Abby," they exchanged a hug before Haleh continued, "We heard you were getting out today. I hope everything goes okay." She nodded her head towards the growing swell of Abby's stomach. We thanked her and moved on. Turns out that Abby had been nearly twelve weeks pregnant. It was probably was from our first time. We got carried away and forgot to use protection. Neither of us even considered she might be pregnant. The bug that we thought she had turned out to be morning sickness. Both of us work in medicine and neither of us suspected anything. Typical.
We made it to the desk without any further questions being asked. However, once we got to the desk, well that's when the questions started.
"Hey Abby, Carter. When you gonna tie the not?"
"Hey Abby, how far along are you now?"
"Good to see your okay Abby."
Susan was, of course, not at work for another two weeks, doctor's orders. Abby probably wouldn't go back for at least three weeks if I have anything to do with it. Chuny came up to us.
"Hey Carter. I heard a rumour about you. I think that for once though, I'm going to keep this to myself." She smiled at Abby and walked off. Then it crossed my mind that they might know. Everyone in this ER could know about that night. What I had planned. An idea came to me then, but I decided not to voice it just yet. It could wait.
I had parked the car in the ambulance bay. Okay, maybe not the cleverest idea but I didn't think at the time. I notice Abby falter in front of me. She is looking around nervously. I've already had to deal with her nightmares. She tells me that there nothing but I know better than that. She wakes up covered in sweat screaming that she has to protect the baby. I nearly died the first night it happened. For about a week it was really bad because she would wake up scared and try to sit up. Of course she couldn't sit up so she would collapse on to the bed in agony. It was tough. Then, when she woke up in the morning she would dismiss everything I had to say about it.
She still gets them. She thinks that I don't know but I do. They aren't as bad but I will talk to her about them. When we get home. I've insisted that Abby move in with me. I've told her that it's only on a temporary basis but I am really hoping that she will want to make it a more permanent thing. What? A guy can hope, can't he?
She stops completely and I come up behind her so that I can put my arm around her shoulders. She doesn't look at me but leans in ever so slightly. I lean down and whisper in her ear.
"Everything is going to be alright. You're safe. Remember that. Nothing bad is going to happen. Okay? You're safe." She looked at me then and for a moment, I saw the fear in her eyes. Then it was gone and she was back to Abby 'I'm fine' Lockhart. She nodded her head and started to walk forward. We got to the car where Maggie was quietly sitting. Abby got in the passenger side while I put her bag in the boot.
The ride back home was driven in a comfortable silence. I had nothing to say that I could talk about in front of Maggie. Not that my mind was in the gutter, I was just sorting through things in my head. One thing I knew was that Abby and I had to talk. Soon.
We arrive back at the mansion and I am quick to unload the bags from the boot*. I make my way round before Abby can get out the car to open her door. She smiles at me.
"Why thank you sir," she teases me. I play along with her and hold my hand out to her, like in those sad movies when the guys asking the girl to dance and he's all nervous. Only, I'm not nervous 'cause I know that I won't get turned down. She accepts and I help her out the car. One of our servants has come out and I ask him to take the bag up before turning to Abby. Quickly, I scoop her into my arms and am absolutely delighted to hear her giggle. Of course I am careful not to hurt her back.
"My, my," it's my turn to tease, "Did I just hear a 'giggle' escape from Ms. Lockhart's mouth?" She gives me a playful glare. I am not put off. "I believe I did. You do know that it has just become my official mission to hear that sound again." She smiles at me, obviously holding back laughter. I smile at her and that's enough for her. She laughs out loud. "Something amuse you?"
She looks at me and suddenly reaches over and pulls something from my hair. There's a massive ball of fluff in my hair. She throws in on the floor. "Y'know Carter, with your bad back maybe you shouldn't go around lifting people up." She gives me a hundred-watt smile and I suddenly notice that Maggie is still standing there. She is grinning from ear to ear. I turn back to Abby.
"Maybe we should get you inside so you can get some rest." This time she isn't joking when she glares at me. I carry her inside and make my way up the stairs.
"John really, you don't have to do this. I'm okay to walk." I don't answer her. Instead I just keep going. "Remember the last time you tried to be the macho man and carry me around. I distinctly remember a certain someone dropping someone else." I don't let that get to me. If she were to bite me this time and I dropped her she would be in more pain than me.
"Ah," I answer her, "I remember that someone else 'bit' a certain someone." Another glare sent my way. Oh, I'm not in her good books.
We arrive at the door to our room. Our room. A small thrill runs through me at that thought. We haven't discussed sleeping arrangements but I didn't think she would mind. We've never actually slept in the same bed without something happening. Not that we couldn't. We've just never needed to.
Besides, with Abby in her present condition, I'd be surprised if she was up to it. I don't think I'd let her though. She's been sent home under strict rules that she has to get some bed rest and I was here to make sure that it happened. Maybe I was being a bit over-protective but I was entitled o that luxury. She's my girlfriend.
I swing the door open and walk over to the bed. Laying her down gently I turn and prepare to leave her to get some rest. I am nearing the door when I hear her voice.
"John." I stop and turn to look at her. She is sitting up looking at me. Her right arm is still in a cast. Her leg that was supposedly broken turned out to be bruised. It was quite swollen at the time. The swelling has gone down and it has a small bandage on it. "Stay." Her voice is so quiet and small that I could never refuse her anything right now.
I make my way over to the bed and climb on it. She places her right arm across my chest and lets it rest there. I turn to look at her and see that her eyes are already closed. I place my head to the side so that it is closer to hers. My lips brush the top of her head before I close my eyes and relax my body.
I could really get used to this.
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I don't know anything about pregnancy so if my facts are all wrong I can't help it. I'm 14 years old. I'm not really reading up on it just yet.
Hope you all enjoyed it and please keep the reviews coming. I haven't written the whole story so it could go anyway. I'm not a Susan fan or a Luka fan (I don't think the actress who plays Susan is great because she doesn't put emotion in to her acting. As for Luka, well he stole Abby from Carter -nasty- and apart from that he hasn't had any real story lines to work with.) I am liking Luka and Abby's friendship though. They care for each other but not in a sexual way. And it shows which is good.
I'm going to go away now because I'm rambling on like an idiot. Keep the ideas coming. Thanks!
*I'm British and the spelling of certain words are different. Sorry if this is confusing.
Gillian
Part Four -
Three weeks have passed and they are finally discharging Abby. Maggie turned up three hours after Abby woke up. Lucky for us, she had taken her meds. I hadn't mentioned her to Abby and when she came I was pretty much a bag of nerves. I kept thinking how much Abby had been through. Within twenty-four hours she had been knocked over, she nearly died, nearly lost our baby and she was worked on in surgery for over three hours. I had to admire her strength.
Romano had come by about half an hour ago to tell us we could go home. Susan had been released one week ago. The complications caused by the baby meant Abby had to be kept a bit longer. But finally the day had arrived when I could take her home.
Maggie was waiting out in the car. All I had to do now was get Abby from her hospital room, through the ER and to the car without anyone seeing us. Likely that would ever happen. We were going to be bombarded with questions and well wishers. Give me strength.
I grabbed her bag and made my way to the door. I opened it and then fell into step behind her. This was like heaven. I probably haven't stopped staring at her since she woke up but I can't help it. I hopelessly in love.
"So Carter, you better have only brought the Jeep or else I'm getting the El home." I laughed at her but knew she was probably quite serious.
"Yeah, it's just the jeep. I thought the limo might have to many bad memories." We both shared another laugh remembering the night we let the air out of Richard's tires.
We made our way into the elevator and pushed the button to go down. I was about to place my hand on her back when I thought better of it. I don't want to cause further damage. The doors opened and Haleh greeted us on the other side.
"Abby," they exchanged a hug before Haleh continued, "We heard you were getting out today. I hope everything goes okay." She nodded her head towards the growing swell of Abby's stomach. We thanked her and moved on. Turns out that Abby had been nearly twelve weeks pregnant. It was probably was from our first time. We got carried away and forgot to use protection. Neither of us even considered she might be pregnant. The bug that we thought she had turned out to be morning sickness. Both of us work in medicine and neither of us suspected anything. Typical.
We made it to the desk without any further questions being asked. However, once we got to the desk, well that's when the questions started.
"Hey Abby, Carter. When you gonna tie the not?"
"Hey Abby, how far along are you now?"
"Good to see your okay Abby."
Susan was, of course, not at work for another two weeks, doctor's orders. Abby probably wouldn't go back for at least three weeks if I have anything to do with it. Chuny came up to us.
"Hey Carter. I heard a rumour about you. I think that for once though, I'm going to keep this to myself." She smiled at Abby and walked off. Then it crossed my mind that they might know. Everyone in this ER could know about that night. What I had planned. An idea came to me then, but I decided not to voice it just yet. It could wait.
I had parked the car in the ambulance bay. Okay, maybe not the cleverest idea but I didn't think at the time. I notice Abby falter in front of me. She is looking around nervously. I've already had to deal with her nightmares. She tells me that there nothing but I know better than that. She wakes up covered in sweat screaming that she has to protect the baby. I nearly died the first night it happened. For about a week it was really bad because she would wake up scared and try to sit up. Of course she couldn't sit up so she would collapse on to the bed in agony. It was tough. Then, when she woke up in the morning she would dismiss everything I had to say about it.
She still gets them. She thinks that I don't know but I do. They aren't as bad but I will talk to her about them. When we get home. I've insisted that Abby move in with me. I've told her that it's only on a temporary basis but I am really hoping that she will want to make it a more permanent thing. What? A guy can hope, can't he?
She stops completely and I come up behind her so that I can put my arm around her shoulders. She doesn't look at me but leans in ever so slightly. I lean down and whisper in her ear.
"Everything is going to be alright. You're safe. Remember that. Nothing bad is going to happen. Okay? You're safe." She looked at me then and for a moment, I saw the fear in her eyes. Then it was gone and she was back to Abby 'I'm fine' Lockhart. She nodded her head and started to walk forward. We got to the car where Maggie was quietly sitting. Abby got in the passenger side while I put her bag in the boot.
The ride back home was driven in a comfortable silence. I had nothing to say that I could talk about in front of Maggie. Not that my mind was in the gutter, I was just sorting through things in my head. One thing I knew was that Abby and I had to talk. Soon.
We arrive back at the mansion and I am quick to unload the bags from the boot*. I make my way round before Abby can get out the car to open her door. She smiles at me.
"Why thank you sir," she teases me. I play along with her and hold my hand out to her, like in those sad movies when the guys asking the girl to dance and he's all nervous. Only, I'm not nervous 'cause I know that I won't get turned down. She accepts and I help her out the car. One of our servants has come out and I ask him to take the bag up before turning to Abby. Quickly, I scoop her into my arms and am absolutely delighted to hear her giggle. Of course I am careful not to hurt her back.
"My, my," it's my turn to tease, "Did I just hear a 'giggle' escape from Ms. Lockhart's mouth?" She gives me a playful glare. I am not put off. "I believe I did. You do know that it has just become my official mission to hear that sound again." She smiles at me, obviously holding back laughter. I smile at her and that's enough for her. She laughs out loud. "Something amuse you?"
She looks at me and suddenly reaches over and pulls something from my hair. There's a massive ball of fluff in my hair. She throws in on the floor. "Y'know Carter, with your bad back maybe you shouldn't go around lifting people up." She gives me a hundred-watt smile and I suddenly notice that Maggie is still standing there. She is grinning from ear to ear. I turn back to Abby.
"Maybe we should get you inside so you can get some rest." This time she isn't joking when she glares at me. I carry her inside and make my way up the stairs.
"John really, you don't have to do this. I'm okay to walk." I don't answer her. Instead I just keep going. "Remember the last time you tried to be the macho man and carry me around. I distinctly remember a certain someone dropping someone else." I don't let that get to me. If she were to bite me this time and I dropped her she would be in more pain than me.
"Ah," I answer her, "I remember that someone else 'bit' a certain someone." Another glare sent my way. Oh, I'm not in her good books.
We arrive at the door to our room. Our room. A small thrill runs through me at that thought. We haven't discussed sleeping arrangements but I didn't think she would mind. We've never actually slept in the same bed without something happening. Not that we couldn't. We've just never needed to.
Besides, with Abby in her present condition, I'd be surprised if she was up to it. I don't think I'd let her though. She's been sent home under strict rules that she has to get some bed rest and I was here to make sure that it happened. Maybe I was being a bit over-protective but I was entitled o that luxury. She's my girlfriend.
I swing the door open and walk over to the bed. Laying her down gently I turn and prepare to leave her to get some rest. I am nearing the door when I hear her voice.
"John." I stop and turn to look at her. She is sitting up looking at me. Her right arm is still in a cast. Her leg that was supposedly broken turned out to be bruised. It was quite swollen at the time. The swelling has gone down and it has a small bandage on it. "Stay." Her voice is so quiet and small that I could never refuse her anything right now.
I make my way over to the bed and climb on it. She places her right arm across my chest and lets it rest there. I turn to look at her and see that her eyes are already closed. I place my head to the side so that it is closer to hers. My lips brush the top of her head before I close my eyes and relax my body.
I could really get used to this.
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I don't know anything about pregnancy so if my facts are all wrong I can't help it. I'm 14 years old. I'm not really reading up on it just yet.
Hope you all enjoyed it and please keep the reviews coming. I haven't written the whole story so it could go anyway. I'm not a Susan fan or a Luka fan (I don't think the actress who plays Susan is great because she doesn't put emotion in to her acting. As for Luka, well he stole Abby from Carter -nasty- and apart from that he hasn't had any real story lines to work with.) I am liking Luka and Abby's friendship though. They care for each other but not in a sexual way. And it shows which is good.
I'm going to go away now because I'm rambling on like an idiot. Keep the ideas coming. Thanks!
*I'm British and the spelling of certain words are different. Sorry if this is confusing.
Gillian