Disclaimer: I don't own Abby, Carter or any of the ER 'gang'
This isn't based on any ER episode but as in my last fic Luka and Abby are over and Carter never dated Susan.
Pairs
Hat and Scarf
October in Chicago, cold and wet. Abby rubbed her hands together and snuggled her neck into her scarf, not only was it cold and wet but she was working the zombie shifts this week. To be fair she had volunteered to them - she had nothing better to do and no one to see.
She still couldn't quite pinpoint why her and Luka broke up, she knew she didn't love him but that wasn't the reason. To be perfectly honest, she knew who had caused the break up but she didn't know why. It wasn't directly Carters fault but he had had something to do with it.
She pulled her hands apart so she could see her watch, eleven forty five, just enough time for a coffee in Doc's. Surprisingly enough there was hardly anyone in Docs but she saw one friendly face.
'Speak of the devil', she thought
She walked over to the table in the corner.
'Hello stranger', she chirped
Carter looked up from his coffee.
'Looks like you drew the short straw' he replied
She gave him a puzzled look.
'You're working the Zombie shift'
She nodded then quietly added. 'Through choice not default'
'You chose to do the night shift?'
'Well, someone has to and I mean its not as if I have a social life or boyfriend'
He just looked at her and they sat in silence while drinking their coffee.
'Are you off?' she asked to break the silence.
'Thank God'
She let out a light sigh.
'What time is it?' she asked
'Haven't you got a watch?'
'That's besides the point'
'Two minutes past twelve'
'Oh sugar, I've got to go, could you do me a favour and pay the bill?'
'Yeah, but you'll be forever in my debt'
She stood up and started to walk away.
'Nice hat' she called over her shoulder.
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John watched her leave like she had done time and time before, they never left together like normal friends they always left alone. But were they normal friends? - That was the question. He knew he cared a lot about her and he knew he hated seeing her with Luka but was that because he hated seeing her unhappy or was it something else, was he jealous?
Why would he be jealous? He had girlfriends all the time, what was the difference between Abby and everyone else.
He thought about their special bond; was there a special bond or had he just pictured it that way?
He knew he though about Abby a lot and the chance of them having a relationship, but there are lines you don't cross, this was a line he thought he shouldn't cross, at least that's what he said out loud.
I mean a relationship could tear apart their friendship and then they wouldn't be able to work together so one of them would have to leave. He couldn't do that.
On the other hand them 'dating' could enhance their friendship, could blow their insecurities out the window; it could be perfect.
But there was a lot at stake.
He didn't know how he'd ask her out even if he did want to, not that he did of coarse. How would you go about asking out one of your closest friends?
'Oh hi, you look nice today. Oh yeah I was wondering if you'd like to date me?'
He could see that slipping into conversation.
Hold on a second why was he thinking like this again?
There had never been any sign that Abby felt this way about him so why was he fantasising about something that was possible but not likely.
Why were things always so complicated? Why, when you think everything is going right, does the one thing you think you can rely on blow up in your face?
Someone up there in heaven or whatever was playing games, swinging him on a giant pendulum swinging him from one extreme to the other.
Abby was the same, one minute she'd seem fine, the next she was ready to explode.
Yet again he found himself thinking about her.
It was driving him crazy, as were his gloves. He couldn't get into his car with his gloves still on.
---------- Well, another fic from me (this is only my third). I don't know if this is any good, it's slightly more 'emotionally charged'. I have ideas for a few more chapters but as always your input is very much appreciated. Hna
This isn't based on any ER episode but as in my last fic Luka and Abby are over and Carter never dated Susan.
Pairs
Hat and Scarf
October in Chicago, cold and wet. Abby rubbed her hands together and snuggled her neck into her scarf, not only was it cold and wet but she was working the zombie shifts this week. To be fair she had volunteered to them - she had nothing better to do and no one to see.
She still couldn't quite pinpoint why her and Luka broke up, she knew she didn't love him but that wasn't the reason. To be perfectly honest, she knew who had caused the break up but she didn't know why. It wasn't directly Carters fault but he had had something to do with it.
She pulled her hands apart so she could see her watch, eleven forty five, just enough time for a coffee in Doc's. Surprisingly enough there was hardly anyone in Docs but she saw one friendly face.
'Speak of the devil', she thought
She walked over to the table in the corner.
'Hello stranger', she chirped
Carter looked up from his coffee.
'Looks like you drew the short straw' he replied
She gave him a puzzled look.
'You're working the Zombie shift'
She nodded then quietly added. 'Through choice not default'
'You chose to do the night shift?'
'Well, someone has to and I mean its not as if I have a social life or boyfriend'
He just looked at her and they sat in silence while drinking their coffee.
'Are you off?' she asked to break the silence.
'Thank God'
She let out a light sigh.
'What time is it?' she asked
'Haven't you got a watch?'
'That's besides the point'
'Two minutes past twelve'
'Oh sugar, I've got to go, could you do me a favour and pay the bill?'
'Yeah, but you'll be forever in my debt'
She stood up and started to walk away.
'Nice hat' she called over her shoulder.
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John watched her leave like she had done time and time before, they never left together like normal friends they always left alone. But were they normal friends? - That was the question. He knew he cared a lot about her and he knew he hated seeing her with Luka but was that because he hated seeing her unhappy or was it something else, was he jealous?
Why would he be jealous? He had girlfriends all the time, what was the difference between Abby and everyone else.
He thought about their special bond; was there a special bond or had he just pictured it that way?
He knew he though about Abby a lot and the chance of them having a relationship, but there are lines you don't cross, this was a line he thought he shouldn't cross, at least that's what he said out loud.
I mean a relationship could tear apart their friendship and then they wouldn't be able to work together so one of them would have to leave. He couldn't do that.
On the other hand them 'dating' could enhance their friendship, could blow their insecurities out the window; it could be perfect.
But there was a lot at stake.
He didn't know how he'd ask her out even if he did want to, not that he did of coarse. How would you go about asking out one of your closest friends?
'Oh hi, you look nice today. Oh yeah I was wondering if you'd like to date me?'
He could see that slipping into conversation.
Hold on a second why was he thinking like this again?
There had never been any sign that Abby felt this way about him so why was he fantasising about something that was possible but not likely.
Why were things always so complicated? Why, when you think everything is going right, does the one thing you think you can rely on blow up in your face?
Someone up there in heaven or whatever was playing games, swinging him on a giant pendulum swinging him from one extreme to the other.
Abby was the same, one minute she'd seem fine, the next she was ready to explode.
Yet again he found himself thinking about her.
It was driving him crazy, as were his gloves. He couldn't get into his car with his gloves still on.
---------- Well, another fic from me (this is only my third). I don't know if this is any good, it's slightly more 'emotionally charged'. I have ideas for a few more chapters but as always your input is very much appreciated. Hna