Disclaimer: I don't own Abby, Carter or any of the ER 'gang'

Hunters

'Carter, that was the 4th apartment this morning and we still haven't found anywhere we like'

'I know, I know. This one will be the last one today I promise.'

Abby loved the idea of buying an apartment with Carter but it was so much hassle. They'd spent the last fortnight hunting for a suitable place to live but they'd had no such luck.

'Carter, have you told your parents that you're moving out?'

'You asked me that earlier but yes I have'

'What did they say again?'

'They were happy for us and they asked when we would be living in our new apartment.'

'What did you say?'

'Sometime before Christmas.'

'Christmas is less than two months away, at the rate we're going we'll be just about settled next Christmas'

'You're eternal optimism is one of your better features'

Abby shot him an evil glance as he pulled up alongside an apartment block. Abby was slightly more impressed by these surroundings. They were clean, no litter, it was quite nice actually. They stepped out of the car. A middle aged man in a suit walked up to them.

'John Carter I presume? I'm the estate agent. Please call me Howard'

Carter nodded and followed the Howard up a flight of stairs. Abby followed slowly behind them, she wanted to take in the surroundings. Carter waited for her to catch up and they walked into the apartment together. Abby was pleasantly surprised.

'I'll leave you two to explore on your own. If you need me I'll be in the lobby'.

Howard headed back down the stairs.

'What do you want for Christmas then?' Carter asked.

'This apartment'

'That can be arranged'

He kissed her. He liked this apartment too. It wasn't too small, in fact, it wasn't small at all - it had two bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen and a giant front room.

'Can you imagine us living here?' Abby asked.

'I can'

Abby started jumping up and down.

'I'm so excited, I love it'

Carter joined her.

'Me too'

When they had both run out of breath they went to find the estate agent. They found him sitting on a chair outside.

'What do you think?' the man asked.

'We love it, when can we move in?'

'As soon as you've filled in the paperwork'

'So we can move in tomorrow?'

'Sure'

Howard gave Carter a number of forms to fill in. Carter had never been so happy filling in paperwork. When he'd done he handed the forms back to Howard and took Abby's hand in his.

'Let's go pack'

The next day they were back at their new apartment unpacking.

'I never realised how much stuff I had'

'Neither did I'

'You don't have that much stuff do you?'

'Probably but we don't have to pack it.'

'Why not?'

'I've already done it'

'You're a star. Just think you don't have servants anymore'

'You can be my servant'

Abby hit him on the shoulder. She couldn't think of anything worse than being a servant.

'If anything I think you should be my servant'

'And why's that?'

'Because I have my good looks to protect'

'Thanks a lot Abby'

It took her a while to realise what he was complaining about.

'I didn't mean that you weren't good looking'

'That's not what you implied'

'You know what I meant though'

'Hmmm, I suppose you've got to stay beautiful somehow, obviously the beauty sleep isn't working', Carter teased.

He ran and hid in the shower, he knew that she would find him eventually.

'John Truman Carter get here now' she shouted from the bedroom

He stayed in the shower; maybe she wouldn't come looking for him after all. That would be a relief. Then the bathroom door opened. He was doomed. Abby opened the shower curtain.

'You didn't think that I would hurt you' Abby said remarkably calmly.

'Of course not'

She leaned in to kiss him. What he didn't notice was the fact that her eyes were open. When he pulled away her eyes were flashing.

'What?'

'Nothing, I just hope you're not bothered about getting your clothes wet.'

Before he could take in what she had just said, the shower was running. He was soaked.

'That was not funny'

Now it was Abby's turn to run. She hid behind the kitchen door but unfortunately for her Carter had been watching her every move. He tiptoed towards the kitchen and swung open the door, just missing her face.

'Now you can get wet'

He picked her right up off the floor and carried her to the shower. He watched the water trickle down her face and clothes. Before he knew it he she had grabbed his hand and he was in the shower too.

'Is living together always going to be like this?' she asked

'I hope so' he replied.

Later on when they had both dried off they decide to watch an old film. Carter was only half watching the film, he was thinking about how much he was looking forward to the next few weeks.

'Carter, are you awake?' Abby asked

He smiled.

'The films finished so I'm going to bed; I've got the early shift tomorrow.'

'I'll be there in a minute'

'Goodnight'

'Night'

Carter moved from the couch and padded into the kitchen. He poured himself a glass of water. When he'd finished he put the glass in the sink, shut the window and went to bed.