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

I'm Game If You Are

Abby had never seen so many market stalls. Vendors were selling everything from lamps to carpets, food to jewellery. There was something funny about the whole situation, she couldn't help but laugh as she walked down the street.

'What's so funny?' Carter asked light-heartedly.

'If you'd told me six months ago that I'd be here on my honeymoon with you I'd have laughed in your face'

'Was it really that unpredictable?'

'You and me? No. Getting married? Yeah' she said looking straight in front of her.

Carter stopped walking.

'You think me and you would've happened if it weren't for my hot tub?'

Abby turned to face him, kissed his lips lightly and then answered

'Yeah'

He smiled and continued to walk.

When they'd returned from the market they decided to spend the rest of the day on the beach. When Abby wasn't touching up her tan she was by the waters edge letting the warm water lap around her feet. Carter came to join her - just like always he put his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. There they stood watching the waves break.

Dinner that evening wasn't so romantic - it seemed that sarcasm had built up inside them and needed to be unleashed.

'What do you think they're doing at County right now?'

'I don't know but, you know, they could actually be working'

'You think'

'Well what with their best nurse being away I'm sure they are all struggling to cope with the workload'

'So what you're actually saying is that they're sitting around gossiping and hiding from Weaver.'

'Pretty much'

'I just don't think they can take the pace - what with me away - they're probably struggling'

'That and the fact that between them they have to cover all of our shifts'

'We're gonna pay for this aren't we'

'In a word, yeah'

'We ought to send them a postcard and brag about how we're in paradise'

'Don't rub their noses in it too much'

'Why not? They'd do it to us'

'Especially Susan'

'I wonder how her and Luka are getting on'

'To be completely honest I don't care'

'Do you mean that?'

'Why wouldn't I?'

'No reason'

'Do you still think I'm hung up on Luka?'

Carter stares at his food

'Oh my God you do don't you?'

He still says nothing. Abby lifts his chin up with her finger and kisses him.

'Do you seriously think Id be here if I did?'

'Um, I dunno'

'Trust me, I wouldn't'

Silence

'I'm sorry'

'Prove it' she replied seductively

'With pleasure'

The next morning all was well in the Carter camp as they prepared to go scuba diving.

'Does my ass look big in this?'

'It's a wet suit!'

'Your point'

'No-ones looking'

'You are'

'You asked me to'

'No I asked you if it looked big'

'Whatever'

'Don't whatever me'

'Whatever'

'That's it'

She pushed him off the boat

'Coming in?'

Abby looked across at the supervisor who nodded

'Oh yeah'

She jumped elegantly into the warm ocean.

'Your ass looks huge'

'That was uncalled for'

'You just pushed me off a boat'

'You love me really'

'That's what you think'

'I don't think, I know'

'What makes you so sure?'

'Last night'

'Fair enough'

'Lets go look at fish'

Carter laughed

'You need help, professional help'

'You'll do. I didn't marry you for your good looks did I?'

'Apparently not, but I didn't marry you for your ass'

They shared *evil* looks and then kissed.

'On second thoughts your ass isn't that bad'

'Neither's your face'

'Thought you might come round' he replied as he pinched her ass and swam away.

When they had finished scuba diving they went to another beach-side small restaurant.

They weren't particularly hungry so they ordered a small shareable pizza and two fruit cocktails. Idle banter filled the conversation. Yet again they took the scenic route along the beach home and just as before took a slight detour into the ocean. In fact this soon became the route home and not just a detour.

Before they knew it the skinny-dipping sessions in the warm ocean were memories the 2 weeks had flown by and it was their last evening.

'Lets make a toast'

Abby lifted her glass

'To us'

'Tomorrow we're gonna go back to Chicago, cold busy Chicago and the day after we get the delights of entering County as Mr and Mrs John Carter'

'Sounds good doesn't it'

'Better than Lockhart by any stretch of the imagination'

'True'

'Anyway, haven't we got something better to do than sit talking about surnames, lets live for the moment'

'I'm game if you are -- Sorry for the long wait between updates - I blame school, lack of ER repeats and living in the UK. Anyway, please review- Hna