This takes place in the future, doesn't follow current episode story
completely. Abby & Carter are married and have 2 kids.
I don't own any ER characters, though it would be nice. They all belong to NBC and other more important people than me. All other characters are from my own imagination.
"Excuse me; I need to see a nurse." A well-dressed man probably in his late 50's said.
"Yeah, so does everyone else sitting over there." Frank snapped back.
"No, I'm not sick." He said.
"Well, what are you doing here then?" Frank asked getting annoyed by the man.
"I'm looking for my.um, Abby., Abby Wy.um, Abby Lockhart." He said looking down at a small piece of paper in his hand. "I was told she worked here." He said nervously.
"Hang on a minute. Hey Carter, seen your wife lately?"
"No Frank, I haven't." Carter said as he angrily walked away.
"Well this guy's looking for Abby."
"Abby? She's in exam two with Dr. Lewis." Chuny informed them.
"There you go. It might be awhile, you can have a seat over there." Frank said directing him to the waiting area.
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"Ok, Mr. James all finished." Susan said to the man who she had just finished suturing. "Abby, put a dressing on that and he can go." She said signing the chart Abby had in her hands.
"No problem." Abby replied.
"Mr. James you need to come back in about a week to have those taken out." She said as she left the room.
"I can go home?" He asked.
"Just as soon as I put a bandage on this, and there you go."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, Mr. James." She said as she left him in the room. Abby took off her rubber gloves and was heading to the admit desk when she ran into Frank in the hallway.
"Abby."
"Yeah Frank, what's up?"
"There's some guy looking for you."
"Who is it?"
"I don't know; what do I look like your secretary?"
"Thanks Frank. I appreciate all your help." She said sarcastically.
"Anytime," he replied as he walked away. She stopped to write something on Mr. James' chart and deposited in a pile of other discharged patients.
She didn't even look over to the waiting area. He was sitting in the first row of chairs and didn't even recognize her until he heard someone say her name. He wanted to walk back out that door. "I shouldn't be here." He thought to himself. "She doesn't deserve this. There's been so much pain in her life already, why bring more?" He was about to leave when he noticed her staring at him.
Suddenly everything seemed to stop. She couldn't believe what she saw. "Is it really him?" She asked herself. "What in the hell does he think he's doing here?" She slowly made her way to where he was standing, and looked at him in suspicion and disbelief. "Dad?" She finally said out loud. "What.what are you doing here?" She said nervously.
"I wanted to see you. Is there someplace we can talk?" He asked putting a hand on her shoulder.
She quickly shrugged it off. "Um, right now? Look, we're pretty busy right now." She was grasping for an excuse.
"Right, I shouldn't have bothered you at work. May be we could meet later?" He asked.
"I don't know, it's pretty busy around here." She started to feel a little guilty. "My shift's over in a couple of hours. There's a diner across the street meet me there at 1:30?"
"1:30, diner across the street. I'll be waiting." He said as he gave her forearm a gentle squeeze.
"I can't promise you, but I'll see what I can do." She said as he walked out. She made her way back to the desk and let out a heavy sigh and ran her hands through her hair.
"That looked terribly uncomfortable." Susan said.
"You have no idea." Abby said as she rested her elbows on the desk and buried her face in her hands.
"Who was that guy anyways?"
"He.he was supposed to be my father." Abby reluctantly admitted.
"Your dad.he was here?" Carter asked as he joined the conversation.
"Wait, wait, supposed to be? What happened?" Susan asked.
"Well, he got off to a good start, but took off when I was seven. I haven't really seen him since." Abby explained.
"So, what does he want?" Carter asked.
"Don't know, all he said was that he wanted to talk to me."
"Are you going to?" He asked.
"I don't know what I'm supposed to do right now." She said frustrated.
"It couldn't hurt to hear what he has to say, could it?" Carter suggested.
"I guess I don't have anything to lose."
Thanks for reading all reviews welcome.
I don't own any ER characters, though it would be nice. They all belong to NBC and other more important people than me. All other characters are from my own imagination.
"Excuse me; I need to see a nurse." A well-dressed man probably in his late 50's said.
"Yeah, so does everyone else sitting over there." Frank snapped back.
"No, I'm not sick." He said.
"Well, what are you doing here then?" Frank asked getting annoyed by the man.
"I'm looking for my.um, Abby., Abby Wy.um, Abby Lockhart." He said looking down at a small piece of paper in his hand. "I was told she worked here." He said nervously.
"Hang on a minute. Hey Carter, seen your wife lately?"
"No Frank, I haven't." Carter said as he angrily walked away.
"Well this guy's looking for Abby."
"Abby? She's in exam two with Dr. Lewis." Chuny informed them.
"There you go. It might be awhile, you can have a seat over there." Frank said directing him to the waiting area.
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"Ok, Mr. James all finished." Susan said to the man who she had just finished suturing. "Abby, put a dressing on that and he can go." She said signing the chart Abby had in her hands.
"No problem." Abby replied.
"Mr. James you need to come back in about a week to have those taken out." She said as she left the room.
"I can go home?" He asked.
"Just as soon as I put a bandage on this, and there you go."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, Mr. James." She said as she left him in the room. Abby took off her rubber gloves and was heading to the admit desk when she ran into Frank in the hallway.
"Abby."
"Yeah Frank, what's up?"
"There's some guy looking for you."
"Who is it?"
"I don't know; what do I look like your secretary?"
"Thanks Frank. I appreciate all your help." She said sarcastically.
"Anytime," he replied as he walked away. She stopped to write something on Mr. James' chart and deposited in a pile of other discharged patients.
She didn't even look over to the waiting area. He was sitting in the first row of chairs and didn't even recognize her until he heard someone say her name. He wanted to walk back out that door. "I shouldn't be here." He thought to himself. "She doesn't deserve this. There's been so much pain in her life already, why bring more?" He was about to leave when he noticed her staring at him.
Suddenly everything seemed to stop. She couldn't believe what she saw. "Is it really him?" She asked herself. "What in the hell does he think he's doing here?" She slowly made her way to where he was standing, and looked at him in suspicion and disbelief. "Dad?" She finally said out loud. "What.what are you doing here?" She said nervously.
"I wanted to see you. Is there someplace we can talk?" He asked putting a hand on her shoulder.
She quickly shrugged it off. "Um, right now? Look, we're pretty busy right now." She was grasping for an excuse.
"Right, I shouldn't have bothered you at work. May be we could meet later?" He asked.
"I don't know, it's pretty busy around here." She started to feel a little guilty. "My shift's over in a couple of hours. There's a diner across the street meet me there at 1:30?"
"1:30, diner across the street. I'll be waiting." He said as he gave her forearm a gentle squeeze.
"I can't promise you, but I'll see what I can do." She said as he walked out. She made her way back to the desk and let out a heavy sigh and ran her hands through her hair.
"That looked terribly uncomfortable." Susan said.
"You have no idea." Abby said as she rested her elbows on the desk and buried her face in her hands.
"Who was that guy anyways?"
"He.he was supposed to be my father." Abby reluctantly admitted.
"Your dad.he was here?" Carter asked as he joined the conversation.
"Wait, wait, supposed to be? What happened?" Susan asked.
"Well, he got off to a good start, but took off when I was seven. I haven't really seen him since." Abby explained.
"So, what does he want?" Carter asked.
"Don't know, all he said was that he wanted to talk to me."
"Are you going to?" He asked.
"I don't know what I'm supposed to do right now." She said frustrated.
"It couldn't hurt to hear what he has to say, could it?" Carter suggested.
"I guess I don't have anything to lose."
Thanks for reading all reviews welcome.