Authors note: I seem to have no writers block because it's only been a few
days since I posted the last chapter. I think I depressed a few people with
the last chapter (oops) and I think I made some people (gasps) doubt my
carbiness. I even depressed myself with all the angst so I decided to write
this chapter, it has nothing much to do with the storyline but I need to
write some fuzz! Sorry about this being such a long authors note!
John Carter woke up in the arms of the woman he adored. He was woken up by his four year old daughter, Sarah jumping on top of him. She certainly had a lot of energy, about a year ago Abby had been worried by her seemingly endless energy and had ordered tests to be done to see if Sarah was bi- polar. When the results came back negative both Abby and Carter could have danced around their newly purchased kitchen with joy. Their life really was perfect.
"Daddy, wake up! You promised you would take me to the park," Sarah said, grinning,
Carter turned to look at the clock and groaned,
"Get your mom to take you,"
"She can't, she has a shift at nine, remember? It's already eight,"
"Do you really have to go to the park?"
"Yes and you promised, you always tell me never to break promises,"
"This is different,"
"How?"
"Im an adult and you're just a four year old girl," Sarah looked at him with her puppy-dog eyes, Abby was always saying that she had got them from him.
"Fine, I'm getting up!" He sat up in bed and motioned at Sarah to go away. He looked at Abby sleeping peacefully, she had a shift in an hour so he would have to wake her. Waking up Abby was something that no one should have to do, she really was not a morning person. He reached over to her and shook her, gently. "Abby, you have to get up, you have a shift in an hour,"
Abby responded by throwing a pillow at him, "Uggh, do I have to go? Maybe I could call in sick,"
"And say what?" he replied, throwing the pillow back at her and hitting her in the face,
"That I'm throwing up everywhere and my hardass husband won't let me go into work,"
"Bad excuse, get up," He grabbed her arms and pulled her out of bed, dragging her towards the bathroom. "Have a shower, that'll wake you right up,"
"I don't want to wake up,"
"Well, at the very least it'll make you smell better,"
"Are you saying that I smell?"
"Yes,"
"Somedays I don't know why I even married you," she grumbled,
"because you were five months pregnant and wanted your baby to have a father,"
"Something like that."
"So now we know why we got married, go shower."
"You can't make me,"
"Yes I can,"
"Really?" she said, grinning at him,
"I can, but I'm not going to because I have to get Sarah to the park."
"Why are you taking Sarah to the park at eight in the morning?"
"Because you can't,"
"I'd better go have that shower," Abby said before going into the bathroom,
"Oh, and don't forget to talk to Weaver about arranging some maternity leave, only two months now,"
"How could I forget?" Abby shouted from inside the bathroom.
Carter walked down the stairs to the kitchen. He was thinking about what a lucky man he was, he had a beautiful wife who he was in love with, he had the sweetest, most hyperactive daughter in the world and another child on the way.
He got some cereal and some juice out for Sarah and himself and shouted up the stairs to Sarah that her breakfast was ready. She came bounding down the stairs dressed in a t-shirt and some dungarees. They ate their breakfast and then after Carter had forced Sarah into a woolly hat and scarf they got into the car and drove to the park. It was the middle of December, a few days away from Christmas and there was snow everywhere. The park was full of children having snowball fights and making snowmen. Carter had the entire day off and although he would have liked to have spent it in bed, he had to admit that he enjoyed spending time with his daughter.
Sarah played in the snow, while Carter sat a bench talking to her.
"Daddy, when is my little brother or sister going to be here?" Sarah asked,
"In about two months,"
"What are you going to call her?"
"Well, I was talking to your mom and we think that you should choose a name,"
"I can choose?"
"Yup,"
"Any name I want?"
"Any name."
"Okay," Sarah's small face looked deep in thought, a very cute sight. "Well if it's a boy, Doug, like the TV show, you know that one?"
"Yeah," said Carter thinking of a very different Doug.
"And, if it's a girl, then Nadine,"
"Interesting name,"
"One of the people at my playgroup has a mommy called Nadine, and I think that it's a very pretty name."
"It certainly is."
There were signs of Christmas everywhere, Carter took Sarah to the Santa's grotto so that she could see Santa and sit on his knee and then he took her to a skating rink .She had gone skating before and although she had fallen over many times she had loved every minute. After about two hours on the ice Sarah had managed to skate around the rink without falling over at all. Carter however, didn't have the same luck. By the end of the two hours he was sure that he had fractured at least five bones in his legs and he knew that he had a seriously bruised butt.
They finished off the day by going to Doc Magoos where they met Susan, who was going to look after Sarah until Abby got off shift. After Doc Magoos Carter went to the ER where he began his shift. He felt so happy that he could hear ringing in his ears, in fact he could hear ringing everywhere. The air seemed to be buzzing and the world spiralled and seemed to disappear into a black hole. The dream was over.
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Carter was woken up by his alarm clock. He looked at it to see that it was nine am . The funeral was in four hours time.
John Carter woke up in the arms of the woman he adored. He was woken up by his four year old daughter, Sarah jumping on top of him. She certainly had a lot of energy, about a year ago Abby had been worried by her seemingly endless energy and had ordered tests to be done to see if Sarah was bi- polar. When the results came back negative both Abby and Carter could have danced around their newly purchased kitchen with joy. Their life really was perfect.
"Daddy, wake up! You promised you would take me to the park," Sarah said, grinning,
Carter turned to look at the clock and groaned,
"Get your mom to take you,"
"She can't, she has a shift at nine, remember? It's already eight,"
"Do you really have to go to the park?"
"Yes and you promised, you always tell me never to break promises,"
"This is different,"
"How?"
"Im an adult and you're just a four year old girl," Sarah looked at him with her puppy-dog eyes, Abby was always saying that she had got them from him.
"Fine, I'm getting up!" He sat up in bed and motioned at Sarah to go away. He looked at Abby sleeping peacefully, she had a shift in an hour so he would have to wake her. Waking up Abby was something that no one should have to do, she really was not a morning person. He reached over to her and shook her, gently. "Abby, you have to get up, you have a shift in an hour,"
Abby responded by throwing a pillow at him, "Uggh, do I have to go? Maybe I could call in sick,"
"And say what?" he replied, throwing the pillow back at her and hitting her in the face,
"That I'm throwing up everywhere and my hardass husband won't let me go into work,"
"Bad excuse, get up," He grabbed her arms and pulled her out of bed, dragging her towards the bathroom. "Have a shower, that'll wake you right up,"
"I don't want to wake up,"
"Well, at the very least it'll make you smell better,"
"Are you saying that I smell?"
"Yes,"
"Somedays I don't know why I even married you," she grumbled,
"because you were five months pregnant and wanted your baby to have a father,"
"Something like that."
"So now we know why we got married, go shower."
"You can't make me,"
"Yes I can,"
"Really?" she said, grinning at him,
"I can, but I'm not going to because I have to get Sarah to the park."
"Why are you taking Sarah to the park at eight in the morning?"
"Because you can't,"
"I'd better go have that shower," Abby said before going into the bathroom,
"Oh, and don't forget to talk to Weaver about arranging some maternity leave, only two months now,"
"How could I forget?" Abby shouted from inside the bathroom.
Carter walked down the stairs to the kitchen. He was thinking about what a lucky man he was, he had a beautiful wife who he was in love with, he had the sweetest, most hyperactive daughter in the world and another child on the way.
He got some cereal and some juice out for Sarah and himself and shouted up the stairs to Sarah that her breakfast was ready. She came bounding down the stairs dressed in a t-shirt and some dungarees. They ate their breakfast and then after Carter had forced Sarah into a woolly hat and scarf they got into the car and drove to the park. It was the middle of December, a few days away from Christmas and there was snow everywhere. The park was full of children having snowball fights and making snowmen. Carter had the entire day off and although he would have liked to have spent it in bed, he had to admit that he enjoyed spending time with his daughter.
Sarah played in the snow, while Carter sat a bench talking to her.
"Daddy, when is my little brother or sister going to be here?" Sarah asked,
"In about two months,"
"What are you going to call her?"
"Well, I was talking to your mom and we think that you should choose a name,"
"I can choose?"
"Yup,"
"Any name I want?"
"Any name."
"Okay," Sarah's small face looked deep in thought, a very cute sight. "Well if it's a boy, Doug, like the TV show, you know that one?"
"Yeah," said Carter thinking of a very different Doug.
"And, if it's a girl, then Nadine,"
"Interesting name,"
"One of the people at my playgroup has a mommy called Nadine, and I think that it's a very pretty name."
"It certainly is."
There were signs of Christmas everywhere, Carter took Sarah to the Santa's grotto so that she could see Santa and sit on his knee and then he took her to a skating rink .She had gone skating before and although she had fallen over many times she had loved every minute. After about two hours on the ice Sarah had managed to skate around the rink without falling over at all. Carter however, didn't have the same luck. By the end of the two hours he was sure that he had fractured at least five bones in his legs and he knew that he had a seriously bruised butt.
They finished off the day by going to Doc Magoos where they met Susan, who was going to look after Sarah until Abby got off shift. After Doc Magoos Carter went to the ER where he began his shift. He felt so happy that he could hear ringing in his ears, in fact he could hear ringing everywhere. The air seemed to be buzzing and the world spiralled and seemed to disappear into a black hole. The dream was over.
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Carter was woken up by his alarm clock. He looked at it to see that it was nine am . The funeral was in four hours time.