A/N: Here's the next chapter for you guys. sorry if there's not enough
carby. The next chapter will be Carby, I promise. And as usual, please R
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Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from ER.
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Luka
He had never actually allowed himself to admit this, but he knew it was true. He was somewhat afraid of women. Throughout his life, it was women who made him felt hopelessly in love and then just leave him behind and break his heart. Some days, he almost felt as if he was just a spectator, watching himself as woman dominate his heart, repelled from his own life. Watching over he himself but not feeling anything. He was afraid to fall in love again, to have someone whom you love leave you. First Danjela, then Abby.. to him, it was a little too much. It was time to get a grip and start all over again. This time, no woman is going to barge into his life.
Then what was she doing here? He watched as she laughed; her blonde hair casting gently over her shoulders, a warm glow against the white cold snow, looking absolutely golden in under the light of the rising sun. Her eyes seemingly glowing a hallucinating shade of green, sparkling with light and merriness. And her smile. there was nothing quite like it. It felt good. amazing to be able to look at her and actually feel her joy. She was a wonderful break from Abby.
God, he sounded like a schoolboy with a hopeless crush. Pathetic. Had he fallen in love with her? She's perfect, amazing, funny, cute, caring, HAPPY. everything that he wants. Is it really that bad to at least feel something about such a woman?
He almost laughed out loud. Just a few minutes ago, he was still grieving about his lost. He had still missed Abby. Now, he was falling for another woman? It has to make more sense than that. And yet. he definitely felt something when he looked at her. He felt secure, serene, as if she would never let him down. His depression gave away to peacefulness, and suddenly, he found himself enjoying his life again. Magical. There was no exaggeration needed.
"Want to go for a walk?" Suddenly, coffee didn't seem appropriate.
"Whatever Luka, it's your choice."
"Let's go for a walk."
"OK." She said as she rubbed her hands together. He noticed that she had no gloves on.
"Give me your hand." It just blurted out. And even he himself was impressed by his courage to ask for her hand.
"What?" She's mystified, even surprised.
"Just give me your hand."
She held out her had skeptically, not knowing what he wanted to do. He entwined his fingers with hers, his palm pressing onto hers.
She laughed. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Keeping you warm."
"You're crazy."
"I know." It was as if he had gone crazy. He was never like this before. He was always on the passive side of a relationship, waiting for another person to take action. What was happening to him?
"Fine fine. If you insist, then take my hand." She smiled at him. "What about my other one?"
He grabbed her other hand and pulled it towards himself, forming a circle. They were closer than they had ever been before.
It wasn't until then that he noticed how amazingly beautiful she was. Her beauty wasn't the kind that you notice immediately; it was a genuine kind of beauty.. a face that wasn't plastered under layers and layers of make- up. It was true and real. Even so, her attractiveness lies beyond her face. It comes from her heart.
"Where are your gloves?" he asked, desperate for a topic.
"Some nut from the ER stole it.. or well, I lost it."
"Ah." He didn't know what to say. He wasn't much of a talker.
"Are you okay?"
He was surprised by her question. "Yeah." Why wouldn't he be?
"You just seem.. preoccupied."
He smiled. It was sweet of her to notice. "I'm okay."
"OK." They sat down on a bench facing the river. He watched as the sun rose higher and higher into the sky. He used to hate the mornings, the start of a new day, knowing that he should be dead like his wife and kids, knowing that they had deserved to live more than he did. But today, he was just more than glad to be alive.
He looked over to her, trying to catch her eye. But instead, he found her eyes gazing to somewhere in the distance. He followed her gaze to the opposite bank of the river and there he was, the man of all dreams. Carter.
What was he doing here? He was supposed to be with Abby. Anger boiled inside him. He loathed this man. Somehow, he stole Abby from him, claiming that he was in love with her; and now, when Luka had finally gotten over Abby, here he was, once again trying to steal his love.. if Susan was even considered as his love.
"Oh god." She murmured, still staring at Carter. Look at me, Luka silently pleaded. But she didn't.
She broke away from him, her hands parting from his. Suddenly, it was unbearably cold. The wind blew through the little gap between them, a hurling, cruel movement of air. He felt an incredible sense of defeat, as though carter had punched all the air out of his body. He no longer felt angry. In fact, he felt sad... More like self pity. In his life, there was no success. He was only defeated once and again.. why bother to fight?
She looked at him, her emerald eyes burning intensely through his body. "I'm sorry." She whispered; her voice breaking. It hurt him too much to see her like this.
"I got to go." That was him, running away from everything. It wouldn't make a difference anyway, Carter always win. He turned and walked away from her, trying hard not to look back. He had to turn away before it was too late.
She never said anything to call him back to her. Of course, he was nothing compared to Carter the wonder boy. Carter was the man of all dreams. He was just crap in the eyes of Susan. An overwhelming sense of loneliness washed over him and his knees nearly gave out beneath him, but he held his head high and kept walking. He couldn't give up so easily, after all, he is supposed to be strong. He just couldn't understand one thing.
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Abby
Her sleep seemed to be filled with nightmares. One moment, Carter was mentioning a divorce and the other moment, Eric was found dead. These were thing that she feared most, things that she dreaded would happen to her one day. She used to confront her fears to Carter, to relish her fears, but that was in the past. Now there was only she, her and herself.
Her head ached and her lips felt dry and parched against her tongue. Had she taken a drink before she dropped off to this dreadful slumber? She couldn't remember clearly what had happened before she passed out on the floor, and whatever it is, she didn't want to know. Her eyes remained stubbornly closed. She wanted to stay in this perfect state of denial. It was the only time when no one could hurt her.
"Abby. Abby." A voice seemed to be calling her from far away. Her blood rushed to her head, blurring the words, her head roared and the blood pounded in her ears. Still she didn't open her eyes.
"Abigail Lockhart." It was more of a command than a call. There was certain coldness behind the words, as if the person would rather die than say her name. Nonetheless, she found her eyes opening a little, her curiosity betraying her brain's orders. A sheet of bright sunlight greeted her eyes and she could just make out a figure before the glare made her close her eyes again. Had she not closed the curtains? She pushed herself up from the hard, cold wooden floor and opened her eyes slowly, fully awake by now.
Finally, she was able to understand the harsh light. It was from the glare of a knife held by a person that she thought was out of her life forever. Brian.
"Hello Abby. And we meet again." He figured the knife, toying with it in his hands. This seemed too surreal to be happening in real life. to bizarre to be happening to her. Why, the words that he said seemed to come out of an old English horror movie too.
"Brian." She spat, her disgusted voice not quite hiding her fear. Again, her emotions were betrayed by her voice. Besides, she had every reason to be scared. What was he doing here? Hadn't he left? She had thought he was scared of Luka. Apparently, what Luka did was not enough. She forced herself to drag in some air. Her lungs feel like they're going to explode any moment now. "Brian." She repeated; her voice still fearful. She winced by the sound of her voice.
"Abby." He repeated, grinning wildly, his sly and cunning expression fitted in perfectly next to the knife clutched tightly in his hand. Just looking at the knife already sent shivers down her back. He pressed his body onto hers, never giving a moment for her to get away. His breathing become short and ragged, and Abby became acutely aware that his fingers are traveling all over her body. Touching places that he weren't supposed to touch.
"Brian!" She screamed, trying her best to push him away from her, but she was weak and he was strong. He was all over her. Her headache intensified and she had to control herself from crying out loud.
"Abby. Abby. Abby." he chanted, ripping the clothes off her body. "It's payback time." He stopped moving and glared into her eyes. "It's payback time, and I'll make you suffer." With that, he laughed wickedly and continued whatever he planned to do.
She was getting frantic by now. For a moment, she just sank back and was ready to give up. There was no reason to fight him. Life has given up on her already. Even without Brian, her life would be in ruins. She just hoped that John was here, so that she could tell him that she's sorry. She wished that the argument had never happened, that she's still the happy-go- lucky Abby.
A wave of nausea hit her like a ton of bricks. Had he done it already? No. he's still trying to undo her clothes. Abby knew by now that it was her morning sickness. The baby. Even if god felt that she was should be deprived of life, she didn't think it was fair for the baby to be ripped out of this world. Maggie had never been a good mother and Abby had once vowed to be never like her. She must save her child.
With all the strength that she could muster, she brought up her knee and jutted him at the groin. He fell back in pain and surprise. For a split moment, he let go of her. It was all she needed. She scrambled up to her legs and ran to her room. Her head spun and she still felt nauseous, but at least, she's safe.. for now. She closed the door and locked it, bolting it tightly. Then she dragged her bedside table to the door. For a moment, she was transfixed at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair matted together in a mess, her eyes shining with terror and her cheeks flushed. God she looked terrible. But there was no time for looks. She must get away from this torture hell. Brian was pounding on the door already.
She opened the window and surveyed the surroundings. If she jumped out from there, she could still make it, but she had to be careful. At the last moment, she grabbed her coat and carefully stepped out of the window, then, she jumped. At the same moment, Brian broke through the door. To Abby, this was all too movie- like.
She landed on the ground, and for a moment, the force of her hitting the ground nearly made her pass out. Then, the stars began to clear and she stood onto her feet gingerly. There seemed to be nothing wrong. By all means, she was too lucky. It was already in the morning and people passing by were giving her curious stares.
"You okay miss?" A cab driver stopped in front of her and stuck his head out of the window.
"I'm fine. I'm fine." She assured him as she put on her coat. Another wave of nausea hit her and suddenly she felt dizzy. She held onto the wall for support. Damn morning sickness.
"You sure?" The cab driver didn't seem too concerned, none the less, he need to be assured that she was okay.
"I'm okay." The driver looked skeptical. "I'm fine, really."
The driver took one last look at her and then turned away. "If you insist." He said, stepping on the gas pedal.
Abby watched as the cab drove away and she looked around her. There was no Brian. She breathed a sigh of relief and started to walk back to her apartment. She sat on the stairs and took out a cigarette from her pocket. It had been along time since she smoked. She lit the cigarette and took a long drag. Then she took out her phone and dialed the first number that came to her mind.
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That's it. I'm sorry for the short and crappy chapter but I had had a terrible, terrible writer's block. It's still here and I can't write anything decent. Argh. it's driving me crazy. And there's a little lusan here in this chapter also. Sorry for the unbelievable lame ending but I couldn't think of anything coz my body is too stuffed up with antibiotics to care. I'm having a fever and I'm not quite well.. *passes out*. Oops, sorry, anyway, I'll post a better chapter once this fogginess and this headache goes away.
Thanks for all those people who reviewed.. I luv you guys so much. Trust me, your review works a lot better than these stupid antibiotics. THANKS!!!
Dreaming --- Thanks! Omg.. someone is actually impressed. Although I'm ever so sorry for letting u down this chapter. I'm a little drowsy.. and dizzy. Anyway, thanks for reviewing.
Mealz--- Hey girl! Did you send me any letters? I'm sorry if u did coz I never had the chance to check my mailbox. I actually missed an 'event' with my friends beause I didn't check my mail.. Okay. I won't bore u with the details. Anyway, I'll check my mail later. Ahhhh!!!!! Don't worry about the exclamation marks!!!! I love them too!!!! And the dots.. --- see this?? And question marks.. dots again..Thanks for reviewing!!!
Grand total : Exclamation marks:17 question marks:3 dots(forgot what they're called) 12
Liliana --- Here's the next chapter after erm. *checks her calendar* two weeks. Sorry about the delay and thanks for reviewing!
Becky --- Oh ahhhh.. * runs over and hugs her* I'm so happy you're here. Hehe. I'm gonna be serious now. But I'm really glad you're here. Really. I'm sorry for this crappy chapter but then I doing drugs.. Haha j/k. well, sort of. So I'm too drugged up to write anything. Anyway, Thanks for reviewing.
KristieJCAL --- Ohh JCAL. John Carter + Abby Lockhart. How sweet. And don't worry about not reviewing before, it doesn't matter coz you reviewed now! Just for ur interest I like Carby, Lusan, and Suby (friendship- wise) So yeah. They all rock. Thanks for reviewing!
CARBYfan --- hey! Umm excuse me, no way was that review stupid. I'll say something about that other woman (Kristy.no offense KristieJCAL) in the next chapter. Of course I would like them to live happily ever after. I'm pretty sure they will. They have to. *goes on and on about Carby* Thanks for reviewing!
Carby4ever --- Of coz I think you should write some ff!!! I'll be the first one to see it. Just tell me when you write one. I'll go immediately k? Thanks for reviewing!!! And why are you asking me for advice? Just wondering coz I don't get asaked for advice very often. Thanks again.
Kla --- Oops. I seem to be disappointing quite a few of you today. Umm. thanks for reviewing all the same!!!
SpookyAnne --- Hola there girl! Oops.. I'm sorry for bringing Brian back and writing this Hollywood film crap. I'm regretting that I brought Brian back too. Hopefully, you'll see some fuzz by the next chapter. CARBY fuzz, the best of all. Ah *drowns in happiness*. Thanks for reviewing!!
DragonEyes --- hello!! Lusan rocks too. though not as much as Carby, but yeah those two have a lot of chemistry too. Too bad TPTB don't realize that. WRITERS!!!!! Anyway, thanks for reviewing!!
10 reviews! Thanks guys!!! And yeah, I do realize that I use an excessive amount of exclamation marks. Hmm. blame it on the drugs! ;-)
Peace out, *~jESS~*
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from ER.
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Luka
He had never actually allowed himself to admit this, but he knew it was true. He was somewhat afraid of women. Throughout his life, it was women who made him felt hopelessly in love and then just leave him behind and break his heart. Some days, he almost felt as if he was just a spectator, watching himself as woman dominate his heart, repelled from his own life. Watching over he himself but not feeling anything. He was afraid to fall in love again, to have someone whom you love leave you. First Danjela, then Abby.. to him, it was a little too much. It was time to get a grip and start all over again. This time, no woman is going to barge into his life.
Then what was she doing here? He watched as she laughed; her blonde hair casting gently over her shoulders, a warm glow against the white cold snow, looking absolutely golden in under the light of the rising sun. Her eyes seemingly glowing a hallucinating shade of green, sparkling with light and merriness. And her smile. there was nothing quite like it. It felt good. amazing to be able to look at her and actually feel her joy. She was a wonderful break from Abby.
God, he sounded like a schoolboy with a hopeless crush. Pathetic. Had he fallen in love with her? She's perfect, amazing, funny, cute, caring, HAPPY. everything that he wants. Is it really that bad to at least feel something about such a woman?
He almost laughed out loud. Just a few minutes ago, he was still grieving about his lost. He had still missed Abby. Now, he was falling for another woman? It has to make more sense than that. And yet. he definitely felt something when he looked at her. He felt secure, serene, as if she would never let him down. His depression gave away to peacefulness, and suddenly, he found himself enjoying his life again. Magical. There was no exaggeration needed.
"Want to go for a walk?" Suddenly, coffee didn't seem appropriate.
"Whatever Luka, it's your choice."
"Let's go for a walk."
"OK." She said as she rubbed her hands together. He noticed that she had no gloves on.
"Give me your hand." It just blurted out. And even he himself was impressed by his courage to ask for her hand.
"What?" She's mystified, even surprised.
"Just give me your hand."
She held out her had skeptically, not knowing what he wanted to do. He entwined his fingers with hers, his palm pressing onto hers.
She laughed. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Keeping you warm."
"You're crazy."
"I know." It was as if he had gone crazy. He was never like this before. He was always on the passive side of a relationship, waiting for another person to take action. What was happening to him?
"Fine fine. If you insist, then take my hand." She smiled at him. "What about my other one?"
He grabbed her other hand and pulled it towards himself, forming a circle. They were closer than they had ever been before.
It wasn't until then that he noticed how amazingly beautiful she was. Her beauty wasn't the kind that you notice immediately; it was a genuine kind of beauty.. a face that wasn't plastered under layers and layers of make- up. It was true and real. Even so, her attractiveness lies beyond her face. It comes from her heart.
"Where are your gloves?" he asked, desperate for a topic.
"Some nut from the ER stole it.. or well, I lost it."
"Ah." He didn't know what to say. He wasn't much of a talker.
"Are you okay?"
He was surprised by her question. "Yeah." Why wouldn't he be?
"You just seem.. preoccupied."
He smiled. It was sweet of her to notice. "I'm okay."
"OK." They sat down on a bench facing the river. He watched as the sun rose higher and higher into the sky. He used to hate the mornings, the start of a new day, knowing that he should be dead like his wife and kids, knowing that they had deserved to live more than he did. But today, he was just more than glad to be alive.
He looked over to her, trying to catch her eye. But instead, he found her eyes gazing to somewhere in the distance. He followed her gaze to the opposite bank of the river and there he was, the man of all dreams. Carter.
What was he doing here? He was supposed to be with Abby. Anger boiled inside him. He loathed this man. Somehow, he stole Abby from him, claiming that he was in love with her; and now, when Luka had finally gotten over Abby, here he was, once again trying to steal his love.. if Susan was even considered as his love.
"Oh god." She murmured, still staring at Carter. Look at me, Luka silently pleaded. But she didn't.
She broke away from him, her hands parting from his. Suddenly, it was unbearably cold. The wind blew through the little gap between them, a hurling, cruel movement of air. He felt an incredible sense of defeat, as though carter had punched all the air out of his body. He no longer felt angry. In fact, he felt sad... More like self pity. In his life, there was no success. He was only defeated once and again.. why bother to fight?
She looked at him, her emerald eyes burning intensely through his body. "I'm sorry." She whispered; her voice breaking. It hurt him too much to see her like this.
"I got to go." That was him, running away from everything. It wouldn't make a difference anyway, Carter always win. He turned and walked away from her, trying hard not to look back. He had to turn away before it was too late.
She never said anything to call him back to her. Of course, he was nothing compared to Carter the wonder boy. Carter was the man of all dreams. He was just crap in the eyes of Susan. An overwhelming sense of loneliness washed over him and his knees nearly gave out beneath him, but he held his head high and kept walking. He couldn't give up so easily, after all, he is supposed to be strong. He just couldn't understand one thing.
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Abby
Her sleep seemed to be filled with nightmares. One moment, Carter was mentioning a divorce and the other moment, Eric was found dead. These were thing that she feared most, things that she dreaded would happen to her one day. She used to confront her fears to Carter, to relish her fears, but that was in the past. Now there was only she, her and herself.
Her head ached and her lips felt dry and parched against her tongue. Had she taken a drink before she dropped off to this dreadful slumber? She couldn't remember clearly what had happened before she passed out on the floor, and whatever it is, she didn't want to know. Her eyes remained stubbornly closed. She wanted to stay in this perfect state of denial. It was the only time when no one could hurt her.
"Abby. Abby." A voice seemed to be calling her from far away. Her blood rushed to her head, blurring the words, her head roared and the blood pounded in her ears. Still she didn't open her eyes.
"Abigail Lockhart." It was more of a command than a call. There was certain coldness behind the words, as if the person would rather die than say her name. Nonetheless, she found her eyes opening a little, her curiosity betraying her brain's orders. A sheet of bright sunlight greeted her eyes and she could just make out a figure before the glare made her close her eyes again. Had she not closed the curtains? She pushed herself up from the hard, cold wooden floor and opened her eyes slowly, fully awake by now.
Finally, she was able to understand the harsh light. It was from the glare of a knife held by a person that she thought was out of her life forever. Brian.
"Hello Abby. And we meet again." He figured the knife, toying with it in his hands. This seemed too surreal to be happening in real life. to bizarre to be happening to her. Why, the words that he said seemed to come out of an old English horror movie too.
"Brian." She spat, her disgusted voice not quite hiding her fear. Again, her emotions were betrayed by her voice. Besides, she had every reason to be scared. What was he doing here? Hadn't he left? She had thought he was scared of Luka. Apparently, what Luka did was not enough. She forced herself to drag in some air. Her lungs feel like they're going to explode any moment now. "Brian." She repeated; her voice still fearful. She winced by the sound of her voice.
"Abby." He repeated, grinning wildly, his sly and cunning expression fitted in perfectly next to the knife clutched tightly in his hand. Just looking at the knife already sent shivers down her back. He pressed his body onto hers, never giving a moment for her to get away. His breathing become short and ragged, and Abby became acutely aware that his fingers are traveling all over her body. Touching places that he weren't supposed to touch.
"Brian!" She screamed, trying her best to push him away from her, but she was weak and he was strong. He was all over her. Her headache intensified and she had to control herself from crying out loud.
"Abby. Abby. Abby." he chanted, ripping the clothes off her body. "It's payback time." He stopped moving and glared into her eyes. "It's payback time, and I'll make you suffer." With that, he laughed wickedly and continued whatever he planned to do.
She was getting frantic by now. For a moment, she just sank back and was ready to give up. There was no reason to fight him. Life has given up on her already. Even without Brian, her life would be in ruins. She just hoped that John was here, so that she could tell him that she's sorry. She wished that the argument had never happened, that she's still the happy-go- lucky Abby.
A wave of nausea hit her like a ton of bricks. Had he done it already? No. he's still trying to undo her clothes. Abby knew by now that it was her morning sickness. The baby. Even if god felt that she was should be deprived of life, she didn't think it was fair for the baby to be ripped out of this world. Maggie had never been a good mother and Abby had once vowed to be never like her. She must save her child.
With all the strength that she could muster, she brought up her knee and jutted him at the groin. He fell back in pain and surprise. For a split moment, he let go of her. It was all she needed. She scrambled up to her legs and ran to her room. Her head spun and she still felt nauseous, but at least, she's safe.. for now. She closed the door and locked it, bolting it tightly. Then she dragged her bedside table to the door. For a moment, she was transfixed at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair matted together in a mess, her eyes shining with terror and her cheeks flushed. God she looked terrible. But there was no time for looks. She must get away from this torture hell. Brian was pounding on the door already.
She opened the window and surveyed the surroundings. If she jumped out from there, she could still make it, but she had to be careful. At the last moment, she grabbed her coat and carefully stepped out of the window, then, she jumped. At the same moment, Brian broke through the door. To Abby, this was all too movie- like.
She landed on the ground, and for a moment, the force of her hitting the ground nearly made her pass out. Then, the stars began to clear and she stood onto her feet gingerly. There seemed to be nothing wrong. By all means, she was too lucky. It was already in the morning and people passing by were giving her curious stares.
"You okay miss?" A cab driver stopped in front of her and stuck his head out of the window.
"I'm fine. I'm fine." She assured him as she put on her coat. Another wave of nausea hit her and suddenly she felt dizzy. She held onto the wall for support. Damn morning sickness.
"You sure?" The cab driver didn't seem too concerned, none the less, he need to be assured that she was okay.
"I'm okay." The driver looked skeptical. "I'm fine, really."
The driver took one last look at her and then turned away. "If you insist." He said, stepping on the gas pedal.
Abby watched as the cab drove away and she looked around her. There was no Brian. She breathed a sigh of relief and started to walk back to her apartment. She sat on the stairs and took out a cigarette from her pocket. It had been along time since she smoked. She lit the cigarette and took a long drag. Then she took out her phone and dialed the first number that came to her mind.
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That's it. I'm sorry for the short and crappy chapter but I had had a terrible, terrible writer's block. It's still here and I can't write anything decent. Argh. it's driving me crazy. And there's a little lusan here in this chapter also. Sorry for the unbelievable lame ending but I couldn't think of anything coz my body is too stuffed up with antibiotics to care. I'm having a fever and I'm not quite well.. *passes out*. Oops, sorry, anyway, I'll post a better chapter once this fogginess and this headache goes away.
Thanks for all those people who reviewed.. I luv you guys so much. Trust me, your review works a lot better than these stupid antibiotics. THANKS!!!
Dreaming --- Thanks! Omg.. someone is actually impressed. Although I'm ever so sorry for letting u down this chapter. I'm a little drowsy.. and dizzy. Anyway, thanks for reviewing.
Mealz--- Hey girl! Did you send me any letters? I'm sorry if u did coz I never had the chance to check my mailbox. I actually missed an 'event' with my friends beause I didn't check my mail.. Okay. I won't bore u with the details. Anyway, I'll check my mail later. Ahhhh!!!!! Don't worry about the exclamation marks!!!! I love them too!!!! And the dots.. --- see this?? And question marks.. dots again..Thanks for reviewing!!!
Grand total : Exclamation marks:17 question marks:3 dots(forgot what they're called) 12
Liliana --- Here's the next chapter after erm. *checks her calendar* two weeks. Sorry about the delay and thanks for reviewing!
Becky --- Oh ahhhh.. * runs over and hugs her* I'm so happy you're here. Hehe. I'm gonna be serious now. But I'm really glad you're here. Really. I'm sorry for this crappy chapter but then I doing drugs.. Haha j/k. well, sort of. So I'm too drugged up to write anything. Anyway, Thanks for reviewing.
KristieJCAL --- Ohh JCAL. John Carter + Abby Lockhart. How sweet. And don't worry about not reviewing before, it doesn't matter coz you reviewed now! Just for ur interest I like Carby, Lusan, and Suby (friendship- wise) So yeah. They all rock. Thanks for reviewing!
CARBYfan --- hey! Umm excuse me, no way was that review stupid. I'll say something about that other woman (Kristy.no offense KristieJCAL) in the next chapter. Of course I would like them to live happily ever after. I'm pretty sure they will. They have to. *goes on and on about Carby* Thanks for reviewing!
Carby4ever --- Of coz I think you should write some ff!!! I'll be the first one to see it. Just tell me when you write one. I'll go immediately k? Thanks for reviewing!!! And why are you asking me for advice? Just wondering coz I don't get asaked for advice very often. Thanks again.
Kla --- Oops. I seem to be disappointing quite a few of you today. Umm. thanks for reviewing all the same!!!
SpookyAnne --- Hola there girl! Oops.. I'm sorry for bringing Brian back and writing this Hollywood film crap. I'm regretting that I brought Brian back too. Hopefully, you'll see some fuzz by the next chapter. CARBY fuzz, the best of all. Ah *drowns in happiness*. Thanks for reviewing!!
DragonEyes --- hello!! Lusan rocks too. though not as much as Carby, but yeah those two have a lot of chemistry too. Too bad TPTB don't realize that. WRITERS!!!!! Anyway, thanks for reviewing!!
10 reviews! Thanks guys!!! And yeah, I do realize that I use an excessive amount of exclamation marks. Hmm. blame it on the drugs! ;-)
Peace out, *~jESS~*