Sorry it has been so long since I updated. I got writers block. Thanks for
the reviews, I'm sorry I killed off Abby. Oh and the 'he' is Carter, in
case you were wondering, it is obvious but......
He knew it was bad news when he saw Dr Weaver crying. She wasn't the sort of person to cry openly and publicly, but there she was, a few tears tricking down her cheeks, standing there. He walked up to her and knew what she was going to say before she said it.
"Abby was hurt really badly, we did everything we could.."
"But she didn't make it," Carter continued for her, "You tried everything you could but there was nothing you could do. She died, Abby died..." he trailed off, feeling tears form in his eyes. He couldn't cry, he couldn't break down, not in front of Dr Weaver.
"Do you know what the funny thing is?" he said, "She's dead, she's really dead and there's nothing I can do. I can't make her alive again," he felt a tear slide down his cheek. He was crying, he ran. Away from Weaver, he wanted to run away to a place where Abby was alive, where everything was okay. Since that place didn't exist he ran to the men's room. When he got there he collapsed and broke down. About a minute later Susan entered, she had followed him. She perched down beside him, her eyes were red, she had been crying. He put his hand to his eyes and wiped away the tears,
"It's okay to cry," she said, "She's dead, hell I didn't know her that well and I'm crying,"
He looked at her, to see tears falling down her cheeks. He started to cry. Not just tears falling down your face kind of crying, the kind of crying that makes your head hurt. She was gone, she was really gone.
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Carter opened the door to the lounge to see Luka sitting on a chair looking at his hands,
"You heard then," Carter said,
"yeah," Luka replied, at a loss for words.
Carter went to sit down opposite him. "I guess you're used to this, you lost your wife and kids,"
"Doesn't make it any less painful,"
"Yeah, but I guess it dulls the pain,"
"You lost your brother..."
"A long time ago,"
"You loved her,"
"yeah,"
"and she loved you,"
"How do you know?"
"The way she would look at you, when she thought no one was looking, the way she spoke to you,"
"I think that someone up there must hate me. I finally found someone to share my life with and then I loose my one opportunity to be with someone who I love,"
"You have to look to the future,"
"What?"
"That's the secret, that's what I did when I lost my wife, I forgot, well I tried to, I moved on with my life."
" I don't think I can,"
"You lost her, It's tragic, she died way too young, but she was happy when she died. She was with you."
He knew it was bad news when he saw Dr Weaver crying. She wasn't the sort of person to cry openly and publicly, but there she was, a few tears tricking down her cheeks, standing there. He walked up to her and knew what she was going to say before she said it.
"Abby was hurt really badly, we did everything we could.."
"But she didn't make it," Carter continued for her, "You tried everything you could but there was nothing you could do. She died, Abby died..." he trailed off, feeling tears form in his eyes. He couldn't cry, he couldn't break down, not in front of Dr Weaver.
"Do you know what the funny thing is?" he said, "She's dead, she's really dead and there's nothing I can do. I can't make her alive again," he felt a tear slide down his cheek. He was crying, he ran. Away from Weaver, he wanted to run away to a place where Abby was alive, where everything was okay. Since that place didn't exist he ran to the men's room. When he got there he collapsed and broke down. About a minute later Susan entered, she had followed him. She perched down beside him, her eyes were red, she had been crying. He put his hand to his eyes and wiped away the tears,
"It's okay to cry," she said, "She's dead, hell I didn't know her that well and I'm crying,"
He looked at her, to see tears falling down her cheeks. He started to cry. Not just tears falling down your face kind of crying, the kind of crying that makes your head hurt. She was gone, she was really gone.
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Carter opened the door to the lounge to see Luka sitting on a chair looking at his hands,
"You heard then," Carter said,
"yeah," Luka replied, at a loss for words.
Carter went to sit down opposite him. "I guess you're used to this, you lost your wife and kids,"
"Doesn't make it any less painful,"
"Yeah, but I guess it dulls the pain,"
"You lost your brother..."
"A long time ago,"
"You loved her,"
"yeah,"
"and she loved you,"
"How do you know?"
"The way she would look at you, when she thought no one was looking, the way she spoke to you,"
"I think that someone up there must hate me. I finally found someone to share my life with and then I loose my one opportunity to be with someone who I love,"
"You have to look to the future,"
"What?"
"That's the secret, that's what I did when I lost my wife, I forgot, well I tried to, I moved on with my life."
" I don't think I can,"
"You lost her, It's tragic, she died way too young, but she was happy when she died. She was with you."