Disclaimer: I don't own Abby, Carter or any of the ER 'gang'
This chapter contains mild swearing
Fingers and Thumbs
Abby was woken by a ticklish sensation on her palm - she opened her eyes to find John playing with her hands. Last nights events went spinning through her head. She had wanted this for a long and gathered that he did to. 'How long have you been awake' she grumbled. 'Not very long' he lied, he'd been awake for ages, he loved waking up next to her, he loved the smell of her hair, he loved her petite figure - what he didn't like was the fact that he had to work today. 'What time are you on?' Carter asked. 'Um, 12, I think anyway. What time is it now?' 'About 8:30. Do you want breakfast?' 'Please' 'We better get up then' 'Hmmm' They both got up and headed towards the kitchen. 'What do you want' he asked She hated decisions, she always seemed to make the wrong ones, except for last night, she was sure that was one of her better judgements. 'Hello, anybody home?' 'Oh, sorry, what did you ask'? 'What do you want for breakfast'? 'Coffee and toast' He planted a kiss on her nose; she smiled gratefully and sat down at the table. He brought over her coffee. 'What time are you off?' 'I'm working an 8 hr shift so 8' 'I'm off at 9', he commented 'Do you want to come round to mine we can watch sad movies, I'll even arrange dinner' 'What ever happened to cooking dinner?' 'I, um can't cook', she replied feeling sheepish. He decided to leave the subject alone. They finished their breakfasts and soon the conversation came back to work. 'Are we going to tell them'? 'Tell them what' he teased 'That we're an 'item'' 'We're an item now are we' She stuck her tongue out at him. 'Maybe we should drop gentle hints - with the gossip chain at County they're bound to guess what's going on and it would save us the hassle' Abby wasn't going to disagree. 'Oh sugar, it's 10 o-clock already. Carter I need to go home and get changed' 'Yeah, Ok', he shouted from the bedroom 'Do you need some help in there' she called back flirtatiously 'You know me, help is always appreciated' Abby didn't know what to expect as she walked into the bedroom. She was pleasantly surprised. John was standing there without a shirt on with his back towards her. 'Yum', she whispered in his ear as she kissed him lightly. 'I could say the same about you' The flirtatious banter went on for a while until Carter realised he was going to be late for his shift. 'Holy cow, we better get moving' He took Abby home in his Jeep and then escorted her to her apartment. She pushed open the door, turned round to him. 'I guess this is goodbye for now' 'I'll see you later' They shared a lingering kiss, and then he planted a soft peck on her lips and headed off down the steps whistling. Abby hung around the door for a while and then slowly stepped inside. Once inside she danced across her front room towards the bathroom. She stepped into the shower and for possibly the first time ever she found herself singing in the shower. She stepped out of the shower feeling clean, put on some clean clothes, tied her hair up, did her makeup and left her apartment felling very light hearted.
Later That Day Abby and Carter were in the lounge making out when the door began to open. They sprang apart quickly - both trying to hide their guilty smiles. 'Carter, Abby, I'm going to need your help, MVA coming in, ETA 2 mins.' 'What a great way to start my shift' Abby complained 'At least you weren't here for the last one; boy was he a mess' They shared one last kiss before heading out towards the ambulance bay. 'Carter, Abby you take the first one', Kerry shouted. 'This ones got major lacerations to his left leg. He's been out for approx. 5 mins - didn't stop breathing but he's losing blood fast' Abby looked over to the Weavers patient. 'I think we got the better deal somehow', Carter murmured in her ear as he passed her.
Later That Evening Abby had done her makeup and hair, she was wearing her new top, and she felt good. She had set the table with her best silver, candles and napkins. She had just got the wine out when the doorbell rang. As she ran to get it she knocked a knife off the table. 'Damn it' As she bent down to pick it up she cut her thumb. 'Oww', she wailed She put the knife back on the table and ran to get the door, still sucking her thumb. 'I hate the taste of blood', she thought.
I wasn't going to add this chapter but what the heck. Please R&R, I need some feedback!! - Hna
Fingers and Thumbs
Abby was woken by a ticklish sensation on her palm - she opened her eyes to find John playing with her hands. Last nights events went spinning through her head. She had wanted this for a long and gathered that he did to. 'How long have you been awake' she grumbled. 'Not very long' he lied, he'd been awake for ages, he loved waking up next to her, he loved the smell of her hair, he loved her petite figure - what he didn't like was the fact that he had to work today. 'What time are you on?' Carter asked. 'Um, 12, I think anyway. What time is it now?' 'About 8:30. Do you want breakfast?' 'Please' 'We better get up then' 'Hmmm' They both got up and headed towards the kitchen. 'What do you want' he asked She hated decisions, she always seemed to make the wrong ones, except for last night, she was sure that was one of her better judgements. 'Hello, anybody home?' 'Oh, sorry, what did you ask'? 'What do you want for breakfast'? 'Coffee and toast' He planted a kiss on her nose; she smiled gratefully and sat down at the table. He brought over her coffee. 'What time are you off?' 'I'm working an 8 hr shift so 8' 'I'm off at 9', he commented 'Do you want to come round to mine we can watch sad movies, I'll even arrange dinner' 'What ever happened to cooking dinner?' 'I, um can't cook', she replied feeling sheepish. He decided to leave the subject alone. They finished their breakfasts and soon the conversation came back to work. 'Are we going to tell them'? 'Tell them what' he teased 'That we're an 'item'' 'We're an item now are we' She stuck her tongue out at him. 'Maybe we should drop gentle hints - with the gossip chain at County they're bound to guess what's going on and it would save us the hassle' Abby wasn't going to disagree. 'Oh sugar, it's 10 o-clock already. Carter I need to go home and get changed' 'Yeah, Ok', he shouted from the bedroom 'Do you need some help in there' she called back flirtatiously 'You know me, help is always appreciated' Abby didn't know what to expect as she walked into the bedroom. She was pleasantly surprised. John was standing there without a shirt on with his back towards her. 'Yum', she whispered in his ear as she kissed him lightly. 'I could say the same about you' The flirtatious banter went on for a while until Carter realised he was going to be late for his shift. 'Holy cow, we better get moving' He took Abby home in his Jeep and then escorted her to her apartment. She pushed open the door, turned round to him. 'I guess this is goodbye for now' 'I'll see you later' They shared a lingering kiss, and then he planted a soft peck on her lips and headed off down the steps whistling. Abby hung around the door for a while and then slowly stepped inside. Once inside she danced across her front room towards the bathroom. She stepped into the shower and for possibly the first time ever she found herself singing in the shower. She stepped out of the shower feeling clean, put on some clean clothes, tied her hair up, did her makeup and left her apartment felling very light hearted.
Later That Day Abby and Carter were in the lounge making out when the door began to open. They sprang apart quickly - both trying to hide their guilty smiles. 'Carter, Abby, I'm going to need your help, MVA coming in, ETA 2 mins.' 'What a great way to start my shift' Abby complained 'At least you weren't here for the last one; boy was he a mess' They shared one last kiss before heading out towards the ambulance bay. 'Carter, Abby you take the first one', Kerry shouted. 'This ones got major lacerations to his left leg. He's been out for approx. 5 mins - didn't stop breathing but he's losing blood fast' Abby looked over to the Weavers patient. 'I think we got the better deal somehow', Carter murmured in her ear as he passed her.
Later That Evening Abby had done her makeup and hair, she was wearing her new top, and she felt good. She had set the table with her best silver, candles and napkins. She had just got the wine out when the doorbell rang. As she ran to get it she knocked a knife off the table. 'Damn it' As she bent down to pick it up she cut her thumb. 'Oww', she wailed She put the knife back on the table and ran to get the door, still sucking her thumb. 'I hate the taste of blood', she thought.
I wasn't going to add this chapter but what the heck. Please R&R, I need some feedback!! - Hna