Chapter 1- A small chat in the end stall of the girls bathroom

They were free, or at least they would be soon. After twelve hours in the ER, most of which Carter and Abby spent contained, and they were finally free.

The boy would survive, they had survived and even the village mob everyone too often referred to as patients had and would survive.

When the all too broad orthopox was finally identified as smallpox, the CDC took over. Everyone was vaccinated, the areas were secured and finally they announced that people would be allowed to leave.

Before he felt he could leave however, Dr. Carter had to find someone. Soon after vaccinations, Abby had disappeared. He hadn't seen her in the lounge and no one was allowed to leave through any door except the ones going out of the ER, out of the hospital and onto the muggy Chicago streets, so he resolved to check the bathroom.

"This is the Girl's bathroom," came Abby's voice from the last stall.

Carter walked down to the last stall and looked over the barrier, knowing she wasn't actually using the toilet.

"So?"

Abby let out a breath. "I don't know…"

"Can I come in?"

"What?"

"Well? I mean it is a pretty big stall and-" before he could finish, Abby opened the door and he entered, greeted by her confused stare mixed with humor and pure fatigue.

"Why are you in here?" he asked after closing the door again.

"Weren't we playing hide and seek?" Abby asked innocently.

He looked at her carefully, hoping he decipher the look in her eyes. Abby looked down, obviously debating her answer.

"Thinking," She said finally.

"About?" He knew he was probably pushing it, but at that moment the desire to help her-with whatever-was so great that he couldn't help himself.

"Do you think it was inappropriate to kiss right there? I mean the kid and his parents were just in the next room and everyone else was out dealing with the CDC and patients and-"

"I don't know," he said sincerely.

Abby wrinkled her nose. "It just-I dunno…do you think we would have kissed under different circumstances?"

"I would have," he said. Then realizing he had said it out loud, his gaze dropped to the floor and he pretended to be transfixed on an ant scuttling across the gray tiles.

"Me too," she spoke under her breath, but the proximity in the stall left nothing unheard. John looked up. She was smiling almost sheepishly as she leaned in. They pressed their lips together and felt the electricity moving in waves as shivers ran up and down their bodies. Carter took a step forward to deepen the kiss, but as Abby did the same, she ran into the toilet and fell onto the seat.

"Very romantic," She murmured grumpily as she stood.

Carter laughed, and fro the first time, he took her hand in his and led her, though somewhat annoyed with the toilet, out of the bathroom.

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Note

This is my second fic (first on the site) and I would love any feedback. Also if anyone would be willing to do any betaing please contact me at lilyfroggy3@aol.com