A/N: Here's the next chapter. I hope it's okay. Also, I'll be out of
town for the next week, so there won't be updates for a while.
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Chapter Two
Abby entered the lounge. She had to find Carter. She was off and wanted to go home, but she still had his jacket.
As she walked into the lounge she noticed Carter sitting in a chair staring out the window. She just stood there and stared at him for a moment. She needed to talk to him. He was the only one that could help her. He was her friend. Her best friend. Why couldn't she just go over and tell him, "Carter, I need your help"? She was strong. But there was something more than that. She knew she wanted more than friendship with Carter. It was hard for her to speak to him now. Especially after his revelation to her and consequent rejection of her. How did he really feel?
She shook these thoughts from her mind. "Carter?"
He turned around to look at her. As their eyes met she could feel the intensity that she usually felt when they made eye contact.
"I'm off," she said as she approached him. "I wanted to give you back your jacket. Thank you."
"How are you feeling?" She loved the way he seemed genuinely concerned about her well being.
"I'm feeling a lot better. Carter," she began. "I." She hesitated.
"Is there something wrong? Do you wanna talk about it?"
'Just tell him, Abby,' she said to herself. 'He cares. He really does. He'll help you. Let him help you.' "No, I'm good. I'm just exhausted."
"I'm off too. Why don't you let me drive you home?"
"How long have you been off?"
"Only about 20 minutes." She stared at him in amazement. He seemed to know what she was thinking for he added, "I couldn't leave without my coat." 'Of course he had to flash me one of those Carter smiles,' she thought. They always made her day go better. Even when she had had a day like today. "Now let me drive you home," he continued.
"I.thanks, Carter." She was glad he had made the offer. It would give her more time to talk to him. 'It's now or never,' she though. 'He's giving you the opportunity to ask for help.'
** ** ** ** ** **
His eyes shifted between the road and her sleeping figure. She had fallen asleep almost the moment they had entered the car. He needed to tell her how he felt, but the previous May entered his mind. Sure he hadn't done the best job nor was it the most eloquent, but he had told her.
Then after getting their friendship back he had blown it. "I'll settle for someone who isn't hung up on someone else." Why had he said that? He could have had what he always dreamed about. But, she had wounded his pride the last time and he had felt the need to give what he got.
He needed to know if she still felt the same way, to see if he could redeem himself from his previous mistake. But she seemed so vulnerable right now.
There was something troubling her and it was taking its toll on her health. Why wouldn't she trust him? He cared. How could she not know that? He knew how. If someone had behaved the way he had, he would have been confused too.
The entire way to Abby's and then finally home all he could think about was her. He wanted to help. He had to find a way to help.
** ** ** ** ** **
"Abby, get me a peds intubation tray."
As she neared the cart she noticed Carter digging through the next cart over. She had been avoiding him all day, but there was no way to now. All she had thought about for her entire shift was how he kept staring at her the whole drive home the night before.
"Morning Abby," he began as she approached him. "Feeling any better?"
"Yes, thanks Carter."
"Hey, what are friends for?" he said as he began to walk away.
"Carter," she managed to blurt out. "I.can.what time are you off tonight?" She had to do it. It was now or never. She could see how his eyes became even more concerned as he neared her through her stuttering.
"Eight. Abby, are you alright?"
"Yes.Carter.could you just please come over when you finish. It's important." And with that she whisked back towards Kerry in the Trauma Room.
A/N: There it is. Hope you enjoyed it and please review.
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Chapter Two
Abby entered the lounge. She had to find Carter. She was off and wanted to go home, but she still had his jacket.
As she walked into the lounge she noticed Carter sitting in a chair staring out the window. She just stood there and stared at him for a moment. She needed to talk to him. He was the only one that could help her. He was her friend. Her best friend. Why couldn't she just go over and tell him, "Carter, I need your help"? She was strong. But there was something more than that. She knew she wanted more than friendship with Carter. It was hard for her to speak to him now. Especially after his revelation to her and consequent rejection of her. How did he really feel?
She shook these thoughts from her mind. "Carter?"
He turned around to look at her. As their eyes met she could feel the intensity that she usually felt when they made eye contact.
"I'm off," she said as she approached him. "I wanted to give you back your jacket. Thank you."
"How are you feeling?" She loved the way he seemed genuinely concerned about her well being.
"I'm feeling a lot better. Carter," she began. "I." She hesitated.
"Is there something wrong? Do you wanna talk about it?"
'Just tell him, Abby,' she said to herself. 'He cares. He really does. He'll help you. Let him help you.' "No, I'm good. I'm just exhausted."
"I'm off too. Why don't you let me drive you home?"
"How long have you been off?"
"Only about 20 minutes." She stared at him in amazement. He seemed to know what she was thinking for he added, "I couldn't leave without my coat." 'Of course he had to flash me one of those Carter smiles,' she thought. They always made her day go better. Even when she had had a day like today. "Now let me drive you home," he continued.
"I.thanks, Carter." She was glad he had made the offer. It would give her more time to talk to him. 'It's now or never,' she though. 'He's giving you the opportunity to ask for help.'
** ** ** ** ** **
His eyes shifted between the road and her sleeping figure. She had fallen asleep almost the moment they had entered the car. He needed to tell her how he felt, but the previous May entered his mind. Sure he hadn't done the best job nor was it the most eloquent, but he had told her.
Then after getting their friendship back he had blown it. "I'll settle for someone who isn't hung up on someone else." Why had he said that? He could have had what he always dreamed about. But, she had wounded his pride the last time and he had felt the need to give what he got.
He needed to know if she still felt the same way, to see if he could redeem himself from his previous mistake. But she seemed so vulnerable right now.
There was something troubling her and it was taking its toll on her health. Why wouldn't she trust him? He cared. How could she not know that? He knew how. If someone had behaved the way he had, he would have been confused too.
The entire way to Abby's and then finally home all he could think about was her. He wanted to help. He had to find a way to help.
** ** ** ** ** **
"Abby, get me a peds intubation tray."
As she neared the cart she noticed Carter digging through the next cart over. She had been avoiding him all day, but there was no way to now. All she had thought about for her entire shift was how he kept staring at her the whole drive home the night before.
"Morning Abby," he began as she approached him. "Feeling any better?"
"Yes, thanks Carter."
"Hey, what are friends for?" he said as he began to walk away.
"Carter," she managed to blurt out. "I.can.what time are you off tonight?" She had to do it. It was now or never. She could see how his eyes became even more concerned as he neared her through her stuttering.
"Eight. Abby, are you alright?"
"Yes.Carter.could you just please come over when you finish. It's important." And with that she whisked back towards Kerry in the Trauma Room.
A/N: There it is. Hope you enjoyed it and please review.