It took me a while to write this chapter, even though it's not really long.
I've been in and out of the hospital all weekend visiting my grandmother,
and haven't actually been home enough to work on the story, except for
obscene hours of the night (like right now - 1:38am). I couldn't resist
not putting Miami into this story, so this chapter and the next one will
both incorporate my favorite city. But of course I'm partial to the city,
since I live here. Anyways, another chapter will be up soon. I don't have
school tomorrow but I have a little homework and I have to shop for one
last detail for my homecoming outfit. Thanks for your review! They mean
the world to me.
"Let's go take a walk by the river." Carter said when he saw Abby three hours later.
"No thanks. I just took a break an hour ago." Abby said, as she gathered supplies in the drug lock-up.
"How about at one then? Listen, I really need to talk to you."
"Fine." Abby said after a moment then squeezed past him to get out. Three hours later she met Carter at the doors to the ambulance bay, and they walked out together. Neither one of them talked until they reached the river.
"I don't want to fight with you." John started as they reached their bench.
"Okay." Abby said nonchalantly, sitting down.
"And.I love you." Carter took her hand in his. "I don't want anything to happen to you because I wouldn't be able to bear it."
"Carter." Abby looked down at her feet.
"I'll do anything you tell me to do, but I won't just go away. I love you too much for that."
"Carter, listen to me." Abby said sharply causing John to snap his head towards her. "I think I need some time to myself, to sort things out. I haven't had a vacation in ages, and I think it would be good for me."
"Oh."
"I know you probably don't approve, but I really don't care." Abby said defiantly.
"This isn't because of what I said earlier is it?" John asked after a moment of letting everything settle in.
Abby just shook her head.
"Okay." John said, approvingly.
"I wasn't asking your permission."
"I know." They both sat there for a minute, looking at each other, not exactly sure what they could say to make the situation better. After hesitating just a moment, John leaned in and kissed Abby gently on the lips. She put her hands on either side of his face and then pulled away.
"Goodbye John." Abby said softly, as she stood up and walked away. Usually it was Carter that was the one who she watched leave from this bench, but this time it had been her. Once again, this showed how their relationship had changed. She knew she probably owed him more of an explanation, but seeing him hurt anymore would have killed her as well. She knew she was doing the right thing though, no matter what the cost was. Now all she had to do was talk to Weaver. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "You're what?" Susan exclaimed.
"I'm just going away for a couple weeks."
"Kerry was okay with that?"
"Well she still owed me from the lockdown."
"Is Carter going with you?" Susan smirked.
"Actually no.and I don't really want him to know where I am."
"You two are still together though, aren't you?"
"I'm not really sure. That's one of the reasons I'm leaving."
"This doesn't have to do with us going out the other night does it?"
"No. Why?"
"Oh because he got upset at me when I told him about Deb and how late we were out."
"Oh."
"Well have fun." Susan smiled. "Be sure to call me if anything interesting happens. You know me, I love the juicy stuff."
"Bye." Abby waved to the other woman as she walked out the door to the lounge. As Abby boarded the plane a couple hours later, she looked out the window from her seat.
"Are you going on vacation?" The woman sitting next to her asked as she rocked a baby in her arms.
"Yeah." Abby said quickly.
"Have you ever been to Miami before?" Abby shook her head. "Well it's nice. I'm from there actually."
The woman continued to talk, but Abby zoned out her voice. When the plane landed three hours later, Abby gathered her carry-on bag and headed towards the exit. She hadn't even bothered bringing another suitcase because she really hadn't packed that much clothing. A couple bathing suits, a few shirts, shorts, a pair of jeans, underwear, bras, and toiletries was all. She figured if she needed anything else, she could buy it. Finding a taxi was not really that hard, but trying to get the driver to understand what she was saying was practically impossible. Incredibly, she did make it to the small condo in one piece. She had found the place through a former nurse from OB who she had stayed in touch with through the years. Nancy had always offered the place to anyone who wanted it, but Abby had never been able to come until now. The view of the ocean took her breathe away as they pulled up. After paying the driver, Abby stepped outside and admired the perfect weather. It was nothing like Chicago, obviously, but it was nothing like Abby had even imagined.
"Let's go take a walk by the river." Carter said when he saw Abby three hours later.
"No thanks. I just took a break an hour ago." Abby said, as she gathered supplies in the drug lock-up.
"How about at one then? Listen, I really need to talk to you."
"Fine." Abby said after a moment then squeezed past him to get out. Three hours later she met Carter at the doors to the ambulance bay, and they walked out together. Neither one of them talked until they reached the river.
"I don't want to fight with you." John started as they reached their bench.
"Okay." Abby said nonchalantly, sitting down.
"And.I love you." Carter took her hand in his. "I don't want anything to happen to you because I wouldn't be able to bear it."
"Carter." Abby looked down at her feet.
"I'll do anything you tell me to do, but I won't just go away. I love you too much for that."
"Carter, listen to me." Abby said sharply causing John to snap his head towards her. "I think I need some time to myself, to sort things out. I haven't had a vacation in ages, and I think it would be good for me."
"Oh."
"I know you probably don't approve, but I really don't care." Abby said defiantly.
"This isn't because of what I said earlier is it?" John asked after a moment of letting everything settle in.
Abby just shook her head.
"Okay." John said, approvingly.
"I wasn't asking your permission."
"I know." They both sat there for a minute, looking at each other, not exactly sure what they could say to make the situation better. After hesitating just a moment, John leaned in and kissed Abby gently on the lips. She put her hands on either side of his face and then pulled away.
"Goodbye John." Abby said softly, as she stood up and walked away. Usually it was Carter that was the one who she watched leave from this bench, but this time it had been her. Once again, this showed how their relationship had changed. She knew she probably owed him more of an explanation, but seeing him hurt anymore would have killed her as well. She knew she was doing the right thing though, no matter what the cost was. Now all she had to do was talk to Weaver. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "You're what?" Susan exclaimed.
"I'm just going away for a couple weeks."
"Kerry was okay with that?"
"Well she still owed me from the lockdown."
"Is Carter going with you?" Susan smirked.
"Actually no.and I don't really want him to know where I am."
"You two are still together though, aren't you?"
"I'm not really sure. That's one of the reasons I'm leaving."
"This doesn't have to do with us going out the other night does it?"
"No. Why?"
"Oh because he got upset at me when I told him about Deb and how late we were out."
"Oh."
"Well have fun." Susan smiled. "Be sure to call me if anything interesting happens. You know me, I love the juicy stuff."
"Bye." Abby waved to the other woman as she walked out the door to the lounge. As Abby boarded the plane a couple hours later, she looked out the window from her seat.
"Are you going on vacation?" The woman sitting next to her asked as she rocked a baby in her arms.
"Yeah." Abby said quickly.
"Have you ever been to Miami before?" Abby shook her head. "Well it's nice. I'm from there actually."
The woman continued to talk, but Abby zoned out her voice. When the plane landed three hours later, Abby gathered her carry-on bag and headed towards the exit. She hadn't even bothered bringing another suitcase because she really hadn't packed that much clothing. A couple bathing suits, a few shirts, shorts, a pair of jeans, underwear, bras, and toiletries was all. She figured if she needed anything else, she could buy it. Finding a taxi was not really that hard, but trying to get the driver to understand what she was saying was practically impossible. Incredibly, she did make it to the small condo in one piece. She had found the place through a former nurse from OB who she had stayed in touch with through the years. Nancy had always offered the place to anyone who wanted it, but Abby had never been able to come until now. The view of the ocean took her breathe away as they pulled up. After paying the driver, Abby stepped outside and admired the perfect weather. It was nothing like Chicago, obviously, but it was nothing like Abby had even imagined.