**Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own any of these characters. This is
just fiction.
Spoilers: Season 8
Rated: PG-13-drinking related
Summary: Elizabeth went to take Abby home from work and they found Abby's home had burned down so Elizabeth invited her to come stay with them. The anguish of everything that has gone wrong in Abby's life finally started to sink in. Luka came over to try to get back together after their break up, but she turned him down. Carter, just having broken up with Susan comes to see Abby and Lizzy found the two of them making out in the living room.
***
Ten minutes have passed since Elizabeth walked in on Abby and Carter kissing. They are still passionately kissing, arms around each other's waist when he pulls away.
"I just thought of a brilliant idea," he says.
She tilts her head and gives him a smile of curiosity, "and what is your brilliant idea John Truman Carter the third.
He tickles her stomach and says, "It's Carter to you baby," with a big grin on his face. He wraps his arms tightly around her waist and says, "So this is what I'm thinking, I'm thinking that since your not going to be in your own home for awhile, why not come move in with me?"
Abby pulls away. She raises her eyebrows and licks her lips. She clears her throat. "Uhmm Carter? We just decided to begin our relationship 10 minutes ago what makes you think I'd be ready to just come move in with you? I want to take this relationship a little slower than that."
He rolls his eyes and mutters under his breath, "Yeah just like you did with Luka."
"What was that John?"
"Nothing, never mind, forget it, maybe you aren't ready to have a relationship with me. Maybe I should just go."
"Carter, please.please don't go."
"No, I think it's for the best, I'm sorry, I thought this would work out but I guess I was wrong." He grabs his coat, looks angrily over his shoulder and walks out slamming the door so hard a picture fell of the wall. Abby bites her bottom lip. Elizabeth runs out of the kitchen. "Is everything okay Abby?"
"No everything is not okay. Sigh. I'm such a loser. I need to go for a walk or something. I need to clear my mind. I need to be alone to think for a while. Sort out my feeling and thoughts. I'll be back later okay?"
"Okay sure take all the time you need. It's been a dreadfully long day for you." The front door swings open. Mark enters the living room. "I'm hoooome."
"Hey baby, how was your day?"
"Oh very long and busy, but no one died today." He raises his eyebrows and does a half smile. "Hey Abby, I'm sorry to hear about your home, but I want you to know that I'm with Lizzy in saying you are welcomed here as long as you need to be. Please, let us know if you need anything, anything at all." He smiles and gives her a quick side hug and pats her shoulder.
Abby looks down at the ground and bites her bottom lip. A few tears slide down her cheek and drip off her chin. She quickly wipes them away with the back of her hand. She looks up at Mark and sort of smiles. "Thank you, I..(voice cracks) I really appreciate your kindness, both of you." She sniffles from the tears that have made her nose slightly stuffy. "I need to go for that walk now, I'll be back later." Abby grabs her purse and the coat that she had been wearing earlier that morning and walks out the door.
"Is she okay? Mark asks"
"I don't know.Luka and Carter both came by. I guess Luka asked her if they could start fresh, but she said no. Then Carter comes over and I leave them two to talk and I come in to get something for Ella and they are kissing. Then the door slammed and this picture fell off the wall." She picks the picture off the ground. "Thankfully he didn't break it. Apparently he got mad about something because he stormed out."
"Hmmm poor Abby, can't those two let her be on the day her house burned down? Geez you would think if they really cared they'd lay off the romance stuff for at least one day.
****
Abby is walking down the street by the river where Carter had told her several months earlier that he didn't want to wish bad things for her and Luka and that he wasn't one of her girlfriends. He had basically given her an ultimatum and she had broken up with Luka just like he wanted then rejected her because she wasn't over Luka which may have been true at the time, but what did he expect? Now, she has lost her home and everything she owns. Carter comes by to help her and informs her he does indeed love her just to have it blow up in her face. Nothing in her life had ever gone right why did she expect it to start now? She passes a liquor store. Part of her wanted so bad to turn around and go in, part of her was telling her to fight it, your stronger than that. But the part that wanted her to go in overtook her and she timidly opened the door. She looked through the bottles of alcohol, which was something she hadn't done in many years. "I haven't had a bottle of, well anything in so long," she thought to herself. "I normally wouldn't do this but pfft, what's normal right now? I'm going to buy me a bottle of vodka. I have got to try and loosen up a little. She picks up two bottles, one vodka and one Jack Daniels. She goes to the check out counter and hands them to the clerk. "Can I please see some ID he says?"
"Your kidding right? She shakes her head, she sticks her hand in her purse and gets out her drivers license. She hands it to the man."
"Okay then, your total comes to $21.53."
Abby pays the man and starts the journey back to Mark and Elizabeth's. She pops open the bottle of vodka and quickly begins gulping it down. It burns her throat, but ignores the pain, after all what was in her life that wasn't painful? Nothing! She has a seat on a park bench and continues drinking until the whole bottle is empty and then forcefully throws it into the trashcan next to the bench and it smashes into pieces. About a half hour later she pops open the Jack Daniel's and begins heading back. She has almost completely finished it when she gets back. She stumbles into the house, bottle in hand. Elizabeth notices the bottle in her hand and sighs. "Oh Abby, you've been drinking, I thought you were never going to do that again?"
"Yeeeah, bbbbbuttttttt I.I.I.didn't know.know my.my.house was..gonna burn down either," she says slurring her words."
"Abby, I think you've had enough," Mark says trying to take the bottle from her hand. Abby throws it up against the wall. "Okaaaaay all gone." She starts to walk to her room and falls over. Mark picks her up over his shoulder and starts to take her to the couch. She throws up all over him and the floor. "Elizabeth maybe you should get her a cold rag to put on her head and maybe a garbage can and uh something to clean this mess up." He lays her on the couch.
Elizabeth comes back with a cold rag and puts it on Abby's head who has fallen asleep. She grabs a blanket and pillow out of the linen closet. She gently lifts Abby's head and puts the pillow under it. Abby doesn't move or flinch, no response. She covers her up with a blanket. She notices she feels a little limp. She checks to see if her chest is rising and realizes it isn't. She gets close to her face, she isn't breathing. She checks her pulse. She has a pulse but it is very weak.
Elizabeth screams, "Mark!!! Come quick, she isn't breathing and she barely has a pulse. HURRY!"
To be continued...
I may not be able to get Chapter 6 up until Monday, but I will try. I will be out of town.
Spoilers: Season 8
Rated: PG-13-drinking related
Summary: Elizabeth went to take Abby home from work and they found Abby's home had burned down so Elizabeth invited her to come stay with them. The anguish of everything that has gone wrong in Abby's life finally started to sink in. Luka came over to try to get back together after their break up, but she turned him down. Carter, just having broken up with Susan comes to see Abby and Lizzy found the two of them making out in the living room.
***
Ten minutes have passed since Elizabeth walked in on Abby and Carter kissing. They are still passionately kissing, arms around each other's waist when he pulls away.
"I just thought of a brilliant idea," he says.
She tilts her head and gives him a smile of curiosity, "and what is your brilliant idea John Truman Carter the third.
He tickles her stomach and says, "It's Carter to you baby," with a big grin on his face. He wraps his arms tightly around her waist and says, "So this is what I'm thinking, I'm thinking that since your not going to be in your own home for awhile, why not come move in with me?"
Abby pulls away. She raises her eyebrows and licks her lips. She clears her throat. "Uhmm Carter? We just decided to begin our relationship 10 minutes ago what makes you think I'd be ready to just come move in with you? I want to take this relationship a little slower than that."
He rolls his eyes and mutters under his breath, "Yeah just like you did with Luka."
"What was that John?"
"Nothing, never mind, forget it, maybe you aren't ready to have a relationship with me. Maybe I should just go."
"Carter, please.please don't go."
"No, I think it's for the best, I'm sorry, I thought this would work out but I guess I was wrong." He grabs his coat, looks angrily over his shoulder and walks out slamming the door so hard a picture fell of the wall. Abby bites her bottom lip. Elizabeth runs out of the kitchen. "Is everything okay Abby?"
"No everything is not okay. Sigh. I'm such a loser. I need to go for a walk or something. I need to clear my mind. I need to be alone to think for a while. Sort out my feeling and thoughts. I'll be back later okay?"
"Okay sure take all the time you need. It's been a dreadfully long day for you." The front door swings open. Mark enters the living room. "I'm hoooome."
"Hey baby, how was your day?"
"Oh very long and busy, but no one died today." He raises his eyebrows and does a half smile. "Hey Abby, I'm sorry to hear about your home, but I want you to know that I'm with Lizzy in saying you are welcomed here as long as you need to be. Please, let us know if you need anything, anything at all." He smiles and gives her a quick side hug and pats her shoulder.
Abby looks down at the ground and bites her bottom lip. A few tears slide down her cheek and drip off her chin. She quickly wipes them away with the back of her hand. She looks up at Mark and sort of smiles. "Thank you, I..(voice cracks) I really appreciate your kindness, both of you." She sniffles from the tears that have made her nose slightly stuffy. "I need to go for that walk now, I'll be back later." Abby grabs her purse and the coat that she had been wearing earlier that morning and walks out the door.
"Is she okay? Mark asks"
"I don't know.Luka and Carter both came by. I guess Luka asked her if they could start fresh, but she said no. Then Carter comes over and I leave them two to talk and I come in to get something for Ella and they are kissing. Then the door slammed and this picture fell off the wall." She picks the picture off the ground. "Thankfully he didn't break it. Apparently he got mad about something because he stormed out."
"Hmmm poor Abby, can't those two let her be on the day her house burned down? Geez you would think if they really cared they'd lay off the romance stuff for at least one day.
****
Abby is walking down the street by the river where Carter had told her several months earlier that he didn't want to wish bad things for her and Luka and that he wasn't one of her girlfriends. He had basically given her an ultimatum and she had broken up with Luka just like he wanted then rejected her because she wasn't over Luka which may have been true at the time, but what did he expect? Now, she has lost her home and everything she owns. Carter comes by to help her and informs her he does indeed love her just to have it blow up in her face. Nothing in her life had ever gone right why did she expect it to start now? She passes a liquor store. Part of her wanted so bad to turn around and go in, part of her was telling her to fight it, your stronger than that. But the part that wanted her to go in overtook her and she timidly opened the door. She looked through the bottles of alcohol, which was something she hadn't done in many years. "I haven't had a bottle of, well anything in so long," she thought to herself. "I normally wouldn't do this but pfft, what's normal right now? I'm going to buy me a bottle of vodka. I have got to try and loosen up a little. She picks up two bottles, one vodka and one Jack Daniels. She goes to the check out counter and hands them to the clerk. "Can I please see some ID he says?"
"Your kidding right? She shakes her head, she sticks her hand in her purse and gets out her drivers license. She hands it to the man."
"Okay then, your total comes to $21.53."
Abby pays the man and starts the journey back to Mark and Elizabeth's. She pops open the bottle of vodka and quickly begins gulping it down. It burns her throat, but ignores the pain, after all what was in her life that wasn't painful? Nothing! She has a seat on a park bench and continues drinking until the whole bottle is empty and then forcefully throws it into the trashcan next to the bench and it smashes into pieces. About a half hour later she pops open the Jack Daniel's and begins heading back. She has almost completely finished it when she gets back. She stumbles into the house, bottle in hand. Elizabeth notices the bottle in her hand and sighs. "Oh Abby, you've been drinking, I thought you were never going to do that again?"
"Yeeeah, bbbbbuttttttt I.I.I.didn't know.know my.my.house was..gonna burn down either," she says slurring her words."
"Abby, I think you've had enough," Mark says trying to take the bottle from her hand. Abby throws it up against the wall. "Okaaaaay all gone." She starts to walk to her room and falls over. Mark picks her up over his shoulder and starts to take her to the couch. She throws up all over him and the floor. "Elizabeth maybe you should get her a cold rag to put on her head and maybe a garbage can and uh something to clean this mess up." He lays her on the couch.
Elizabeth comes back with a cold rag and puts it on Abby's head who has fallen asleep. She grabs a blanket and pillow out of the linen closet. She gently lifts Abby's head and puts the pillow under it. Abby doesn't move or flinch, no response. She covers her up with a blanket. She notices she feels a little limp. She checks to see if her chest is rising and realizes it isn't. She gets close to her face, she isn't breathing. She checks her pulse. She has a pulse but it is very weak.
Elizabeth screams, "Mark!!! Come quick, she isn't breathing and she barely has a pulse. HURRY!"
To be continued...
I may not be able to get Chapter 6 up until Monday, but I will try. I will be out of town.