Authors note: The carby fuzz is baaaaaaaack!!! I finally got some time to
write this and I really enjoy writing this fic. Please R&R
The second Abby walked into the ER she was bombarded by nurses and doctors who seemed to all share the same urge to say to her.
'Abby, you're back!' or 'Wow! Abby you've got a tan!'
Once the swarm of nurses were done talking to her and they went off their separaate ways, leaving her a with a ton of work. No matter how much she moaned, it was good to be back. She had missed everyone.
"What you got?" she asked Susan, who had not seen her when she first came in.
"Teenager with a sprained ankle, have a nice honeymoon?"
"The best! It really was great, thanks for, well organising everything."
"Hey it was a pleasure. You two are just so cute together. I guessed that you had a good time, well you got go with Carter. I can't imagine having a bad time in the Caribbean with Carter,"
"You keep your hands away from my husband!"
"Well anyway I don't want your husband, I have a date tonight."
"Really, with who?"
"Well, actually I don't know."
"Care to fill me in?"
"Well.... this sounds stupid. It's a um blind date, with one of Luka's friends." Susan grimaced,
"Oh dear," Said Abby, laughing at the look on Susan's face.
"Well, Luka was trying to find someone desperate to go on a blind date with his friend,"
"And you said you'd go?"
"Um, kinda."
"Kinda?"
"I said that I wouldn't mind going."
"It won't be that bad."
"I wish you were a better liar."
Their interesting conversation was put to a halt when a gurney came bursting through the doors. A car crash, a father and daughter. The father was very badly hurt and Susan went into trauma 1 to work on him at once and Abby carried the little girl to curtain 3 to put some stitches in her face. The girl was about five years old and had started crying uncontrollably when she saw her father on the gurney.
"Shh, it's okay." Abby said to the little girl, trying to calm her down. "What's your name?"
Through her sobs, the little girl said, "Kara."
"Okay, well Kara I'm going to put some stitches into your face. Okay?"
Kara nodded and gradually stopped crying while Abby put the stitches in her face.
"All done!" said Abby cheerfully, pleased that Kara had stopped crying. "I'll go check on your dad, okay?"
Again Kara nodded and Abby went to trauma 1 to see what was happening. She talked to Susan and was told that Kara's father died a few minutes ago. Abby went back to curtain 2 to break the bad news.
"Kara?"
"yes?" Kara asked in a small voice,
"Kara, your dad was hurt very badly."
"But he's okay?"
"No, Kara he's not."
"But you can give him medicine to help him, can't you?"
"No, Kara we can't."
"Why not?"
"Because, because...." a lump grew in Abby's throat. She stopped speaking, to think of what on earth she could say.
"But, when mommy was very sick she was given some medicine and it made her better for a while."
"For a while?"
"For a whole year! But they couldn't make her better enough so now she's gone to live with the angels in heaven. That's what daddy told me."
"How long ago did that happen Kara?"
" 2 years ago, I think. Daddy was very upset. I was brave, I can talk to mommy whenever I want. I talk and wherever I am she can listen."
"Is there anyone else apart from your dad?"
"No, it's just us two. Sometimes daddy sings that song, just the two of us. He says it was made for us. Can we go home soon? Daddy always makes spaghetti on Tuesdays and if we don't get home soon he won't have time to make it."
"No Kara, you can't go home. You........ you have to wait a while. The doctors are still um... with you're dad." She didn't know why she lied. She just wanted to protect the poor little girl, must have been her maternal instincts kicking in. She saw a few more patients and was just going to see Susan's ankle sprain patient when she felt a familiar pair of arms slip around her waist.
"Guess who."
"Dr Romano get your hands off me."
"Oh you're so funny Abby." said Carter, grinning, trying to pretend to be mad with her. He wasn't very good at that.
"Well I try to be. I missed you. You got to have a lie in when I had to work."
"I'll make it up to you later. I promise. Doing anything interesting?"
"Nope."
"Well, want to take your lunch break and go to Doc Magoos?"
" Doc Magoos makes me feel queasy nowadays,"
"Well, how about you take your lunch break, we grab a tub of ice-cream and some cookies and go eat them by the river."
"Now that , I can do. I'll meet you outside in five, okay?"
"sure,"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Later by the river~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Abby and Carter were sitting on a bench, with his arms wrapped around her, eating ice cream and cookies together."
"This is fun," said Abby, looking at him with a mouthful of ice-cream,
"Yeah, all we need in me to tell you that I don't want to be your friend and we could have some De-Ja-Vous (i don't know how to spell it) on our hands."
"We didn't have ice cream then."
"I was trying to make a funny, don't take that away from me."
"Oh right. I get it, ha ha, what was the joke again, I think I missed the punchline."
"Don't be mean, Abigail Lockhart."
"Don't be annoying John Truman Carter III,"
"Are you always going to tease me about that?"
"I only tease because I think it's cute."
"Oh i'm sure." He snatched the ice-cream tub out of her protective hands,
"You took my ice-cream!"
"I know,"
"Well...."
"Well what?"
"Can I have it back?"
"No."
"Aw, come on!"
"You need to grovel first."
"Pregnant women shouldn't grovel."
"Well you could at least say please,"
"Please can I have my ice-cream back?"
"Yes." He handed her of ice-cream back to her and she placed it protectively on her lap. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Later on at the hospital~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Abby walked down the hallway, looking for her favourite husband. Well her only husband, seeing as she wasn't a Mormon. She saw him exit a room and she ran up to him,
"Hey!" She said to him,
"Hi!" he said, stopping walking to look at her,
"Um, I need your help with a patient,"
"Mmmmm?"
"Well, there's this five year old girl called Kara. She was in a car crash, she's okay but her dad died. Her mom died a few years ago and I'm having a hard time telling her that her dad died."
"Why?"
"Because, I lied to her and said that the doctors were still working on her dad when I knew he was dead. Can you come and help me tell her? She's a really sweet girl and I've spent loads of time with her and I just can't find it in me to tell her,"
"Fine, I'll tell her. Then we have to go for that ultrasound before we miss our appointment."
They walked down the hallway until they got to curtain 2 where Kara was sitting playing with some crayons. When Abby and Carter walked in she ran up to Abby and hugged her, screeching, "Abby!!!!!!!"
"Hey Kara. This is Dr Carter,"
"Your husband?" asked Kara. Abby had told her all about him earlier in the day.
"yep. Why don't you sit down?" Kara went to sit down and Abby and Carter sat down opposite her,
"What is it?" Kara asked,
"Um Kara, we need to tell you that your dad, um he....he um...he," Abby said, not being able to tell Kara. Seeing that Abby was having problems saying it, Carter leapt in and said,
"Kara, your dad died. The doctors tried very hard to save him, but his injuries were very bad and he didn't make it." Kara stared at them, quivering.
"He, he died, like mommy?"
"Yeah, like your mom," Abby said, feeling as though she could cry for Kara. She looked so helpless, her small little figure shaking and a few tears falling down her face.
"What's going to happen, where will I live?" Kara asked, frightened.
"The social services will take care of you," Carter said and as if on cue social worker entered the room. "Kara, this lady will look after you," The social worker smiled at Abby, Carter and picked Kara up. Kara seemed to panic and she squirmed away from the social worker.
"No, no Abby! I don't want to go. I can go live with you and Dr Carter, I'll do chores I promise. And when your baby comes I'll help you look after it. We can be a big happy family. Please Abby, please!" The social worker carried Kara out the room and Abby overwhelmed by a feeling of sadness,
"Abby?" Carter asked," are you okay?" Abby turned round to look at him,
"I'm okay, it's just. I just feel sad for Kara. I just," she stopped, not being able to continue.
"wish you could have done more?" said Carter
"You know it's love when you finish each others sentences. We'd better go upstairs now, or we really will miss our appointment."
Later Carter and Abby managed to sit down for a few moments before they were called in for the ultrasound. Abby sat on the chair and the image of a foetus appeared on the ultrasound screen.
"Want to know if it's a girl or a boy?" asked the doctor,
Carter looked at Abby and she looked at him and they both nodded to each other.
Seeing the nods, the doctor said. "It's a boy, congratulations."
Authors note: So please R&R. Sorry that this chapter is kinda bad,, it's not my fault i'm tired. Tune in next chapter for more baby cuteness, Susan's blind date and possibly more on Kara, I haven't decided.
The second Abby walked into the ER she was bombarded by nurses and doctors who seemed to all share the same urge to say to her.
'Abby, you're back!' or 'Wow! Abby you've got a tan!'
Once the swarm of nurses were done talking to her and they went off their separaate ways, leaving her a with a ton of work. No matter how much she moaned, it was good to be back. She had missed everyone.
"What you got?" she asked Susan, who had not seen her when she first came in.
"Teenager with a sprained ankle, have a nice honeymoon?"
"The best! It really was great, thanks for, well organising everything."
"Hey it was a pleasure. You two are just so cute together. I guessed that you had a good time, well you got go with Carter. I can't imagine having a bad time in the Caribbean with Carter,"
"You keep your hands away from my husband!"
"Well anyway I don't want your husband, I have a date tonight."
"Really, with who?"
"Well, actually I don't know."
"Care to fill me in?"
"Well.... this sounds stupid. It's a um blind date, with one of Luka's friends." Susan grimaced,
"Oh dear," Said Abby, laughing at the look on Susan's face.
"Well, Luka was trying to find someone desperate to go on a blind date with his friend,"
"And you said you'd go?"
"Um, kinda."
"Kinda?"
"I said that I wouldn't mind going."
"It won't be that bad."
"I wish you were a better liar."
Their interesting conversation was put to a halt when a gurney came bursting through the doors. A car crash, a father and daughter. The father was very badly hurt and Susan went into trauma 1 to work on him at once and Abby carried the little girl to curtain 3 to put some stitches in her face. The girl was about five years old and had started crying uncontrollably when she saw her father on the gurney.
"Shh, it's okay." Abby said to the little girl, trying to calm her down. "What's your name?"
Through her sobs, the little girl said, "Kara."
"Okay, well Kara I'm going to put some stitches into your face. Okay?"
Kara nodded and gradually stopped crying while Abby put the stitches in her face.
"All done!" said Abby cheerfully, pleased that Kara had stopped crying. "I'll go check on your dad, okay?"
Again Kara nodded and Abby went to trauma 1 to see what was happening. She talked to Susan and was told that Kara's father died a few minutes ago. Abby went back to curtain 2 to break the bad news.
"Kara?"
"yes?" Kara asked in a small voice,
"Kara, your dad was hurt very badly."
"But he's okay?"
"No, Kara he's not."
"But you can give him medicine to help him, can't you?"
"No, Kara we can't."
"Why not?"
"Because, because...." a lump grew in Abby's throat. She stopped speaking, to think of what on earth she could say.
"But, when mommy was very sick she was given some medicine and it made her better for a while."
"For a while?"
"For a whole year! But they couldn't make her better enough so now she's gone to live with the angels in heaven. That's what daddy told me."
"How long ago did that happen Kara?"
" 2 years ago, I think. Daddy was very upset. I was brave, I can talk to mommy whenever I want. I talk and wherever I am she can listen."
"Is there anyone else apart from your dad?"
"No, it's just us two. Sometimes daddy sings that song, just the two of us. He says it was made for us. Can we go home soon? Daddy always makes spaghetti on Tuesdays and if we don't get home soon he won't have time to make it."
"No Kara, you can't go home. You........ you have to wait a while. The doctors are still um... with you're dad." She didn't know why she lied. She just wanted to protect the poor little girl, must have been her maternal instincts kicking in. She saw a few more patients and was just going to see Susan's ankle sprain patient when she felt a familiar pair of arms slip around her waist.
"Guess who."
"Dr Romano get your hands off me."
"Oh you're so funny Abby." said Carter, grinning, trying to pretend to be mad with her. He wasn't very good at that.
"Well I try to be. I missed you. You got to have a lie in when I had to work."
"I'll make it up to you later. I promise. Doing anything interesting?"
"Nope."
"Well, want to take your lunch break and go to Doc Magoos?"
" Doc Magoos makes me feel queasy nowadays,"
"Well, how about you take your lunch break, we grab a tub of ice-cream and some cookies and go eat them by the river."
"Now that , I can do. I'll meet you outside in five, okay?"
"sure,"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Later by the river~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Abby and Carter were sitting on a bench, with his arms wrapped around her, eating ice cream and cookies together."
"This is fun," said Abby, looking at him with a mouthful of ice-cream,
"Yeah, all we need in me to tell you that I don't want to be your friend and we could have some De-Ja-Vous (i don't know how to spell it) on our hands."
"We didn't have ice cream then."
"I was trying to make a funny, don't take that away from me."
"Oh right. I get it, ha ha, what was the joke again, I think I missed the punchline."
"Don't be mean, Abigail Lockhart."
"Don't be annoying John Truman Carter III,"
"Are you always going to tease me about that?"
"I only tease because I think it's cute."
"Oh i'm sure." He snatched the ice-cream tub out of her protective hands,
"You took my ice-cream!"
"I know,"
"Well...."
"Well what?"
"Can I have it back?"
"No."
"Aw, come on!"
"You need to grovel first."
"Pregnant women shouldn't grovel."
"Well you could at least say please,"
"Please can I have my ice-cream back?"
"Yes." He handed her of ice-cream back to her and she placed it protectively on her lap. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Later on at the hospital~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Abby walked down the hallway, looking for her favourite husband. Well her only husband, seeing as she wasn't a Mormon. She saw him exit a room and she ran up to him,
"Hey!" She said to him,
"Hi!" he said, stopping walking to look at her,
"Um, I need your help with a patient,"
"Mmmmm?"
"Well, there's this five year old girl called Kara. She was in a car crash, she's okay but her dad died. Her mom died a few years ago and I'm having a hard time telling her that her dad died."
"Why?"
"Because, I lied to her and said that the doctors were still working on her dad when I knew he was dead. Can you come and help me tell her? She's a really sweet girl and I've spent loads of time with her and I just can't find it in me to tell her,"
"Fine, I'll tell her. Then we have to go for that ultrasound before we miss our appointment."
They walked down the hallway until they got to curtain 2 where Kara was sitting playing with some crayons. When Abby and Carter walked in she ran up to Abby and hugged her, screeching, "Abby!!!!!!!"
"Hey Kara. This is Dr Carter,"
"Your husband?" asked Kara. Abby had told her all about him earlier in the day.
"yep. Why don't you sit down?" Kara went to sit down and Abby and Carter sat down opposite her,
"What is it?" Kara asked,
"Um Kara, we need to tell you that your dad, um he....he um...he," Abby said, not being able to tell Kara. Seeing that Abby was having problems saying it, Carter leapt in and said,
"Kara, your dad died. The doctors tried very hard to save him, but his injuries were very bad and he didn't make it." Kara stared at them, quivering.
"He, he died, like mommy?"
"Yeah, like your mom," Abby said, feeling as though she could cry for Kara. She looked so helpless, her small little figure shaking and a few tears falling down her face.
"What's going to happen, where will I live?" Kara asked, frightened.
"The social services will take care of you," Carter said and as if on cue social worker entered the room. "Kara, this lady will look after you," The social worker smiled at Abby, Carter and picked Kara up. Kara seemed to panic and she squirmed away from the social worker.
"No, no Abby! I don't want to go. I can go live with you and Dr Carter, I'll do chores I promise. And when your baby comes I'll help you look after it. We can be a big happy family. Please Abby, please!" The social worker carried Kara out the room and Abby overwhelmed by a feeling of sadness,
"Abby?" Carter asked," are you okay?" Abby turned round to look at him,
"I'm okay, it's just. I just feel sad for Kara. I just," she stopped, not being able to continue.
"wish you could have done more?" said Carter
"You know it's love when you finish each others sentences. We'd better go upstairs now, or we really will miss our appointment."
Later Carter and Abby managed to sit down for a few moments before they were called in for the ultrasound. Abby sat on the chair and the image of a foetus appeared on the ultrasound screen.
"Want to know if it's a girl or a boy?" asked the doctor,
Carter looked at Abby and she looked at him and they both nodded to each other.
Seeing the nods, the doctor said. "It's a boy, congratulations."
Authors note: So please R&R. Sorry that this chapter is kinda bad,, it's not my fault i'm tired. Tune in next chapter for more baby cuteness, Susan's blind date and possibly more on Kara, I haven't decided.