Adam had fallen asleep on the way over and he stirred a little when Abby
knocked on Luka's door. There was no answer for a while. Perhaps he was
still at the E.R. In a way, she was glad that he wasn't in. Would it seem
like she was rubbing it in, showing up here with the baby that is half
Carter's? Then she remembered what she was running away from. Maybe he
would be glad. Oh god, what was she doing here? This was the worst place
she could've subconsciously chosen. She turned to walk away down the hall
when Adam woke up and whimpered slightly.
"Don't cry, baby," she whispered. I'm not she thought, but I really feel like it. Luka opened the door. Who could be calling round at this time? Then he saw the figure in a black leather jacket and the baby that stared at him with wide brown eyes from over her shoulder.
"Abby?" She stopped. Thank god he was in. All the doubts flew out of her brain and all she felt was relieved. She turned and looked at him.
"Oh, Luka," she felt so close to tears and she dashed down the hall into his arms.
* * *
Carter ran down the stairs, planning to chase after her, when suddenly he felt himself take a turn for the worse. His head suddenly felt heavy and he realised what had just happened. All those paranoid thoughts he had had about Abby leaving him had come true, except Abby hadn't left him, he drove her away. What was he thinking? Now he didn't know where she was. She could be hurt and it was all his fault. He felt so stupid and so disgusted with himself for ever taking the drugs. He felt more disgusted with himself because Abby had taken the drugs with her and part of him wanted them back, too. Abby was gone. The realisation hit him like a crippling weight on his heart. His legs buckled and he leant heavily against the wall. He tried to call out, but his voice felt so thick with tears that he couldn't hurl it up his throat. Instead he just mouthed her name: "Abby, Abby" over and over as he sank down to the floor at the foot of the stairs.
* * *
Luka had listened without saying anything as Abby explained the situation. She sat on his sofa and rocked Adam as she spoke. She was so beautiful, but he had to stop thinking of that now. She could've been his, but he had to leave that in the past. She might have got hurt by Carter and now she was upset.
"Abby, you can stay here as long as you need to," Luka told her, he turned over the bottle of pills Abby had handed him to show what Carter had taken. "I'm sure Carter will see sense soon." Abby shook her head.
"So many hours of classes to give up and it's all lost in one thoughtless moment. He tried to hit me." Abby whispered. Tears flowed freely down her face and she felt glad to have someone to tell this to. Luka had been so understanding.
"Don't worry, Abby," he soothed. "It'll be ok. You're tired; you need to get some rest." Abby nodded.
"I'll sleep here," she patted the sofa.
"Well, there's always my bed," Luka offered. Abby's expression changed to disgust and she looked up at him.
"Oh for god's sake, Luka. I'm still married."she began to yell at him. How could he say something like that? Could he not see she was upset? She thought he was being caring, but clearly she got it all wrong.
"Hey, hey, calm down," he held up his hands as if to show he meant no harm. "I mean, how about I sleep on the sofa so you and Adam can sleep in my bed." Abby was silent.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry," she shook her head, guiltily and felt like she was going to cry again. She leant her head against his shoulder. "I'm sorry, Luka. I thought you meant-"
"Yeah I gathered that,"
"But really you were being so kind. God I'm such a fool. Thank you Luka. I'm such a horrible person, jumping to conclusions."
"No you're not." He stroked her hair. "You're not. Go and get some sleep. You can think about things tomorrow." Abby obediently got up to go to bed. Then she stopped, leant down and kissed him gently on the cheek.
"Thank you, Luka"
* * *
Luka couldn't sleep. All he could think was whether or not he had done the right thing when he gave up fighting for Abby. He had resigned to the fact that Abby was destined to be with Carter and nothing he could do would stop that. Besides, she seemed so happy with him. Now it was different. Abby was far from happy, Carter could have killed her and it would have been partly his fault for not fighting for her. He got up and went to his room. For a while he watched her lying between the sheets. She seemed to have calmed down from when she had turned up, troubled and upset. He hoped he had taken good care of her, he would do anything so she'd be happy, which was why he stopped fighting for her. As he gazed at her, Adam stirred and began to whimper. Abby slid deeper into the sheets.
"John? Will you get that?" she mumbled in her half-sleep. She seemed so peaceful in her sleep, as though all her troubles had left her. Luka didn't want her to wake up and have all her worries come back to her so soon. Without thinking, he went round to the other side of the bed and picked up baby Adam. He rocked him gently. He had to admit it, the baby was very cute and although he would like to have thought it was all Abby, he knew that this was half Carter, the guy he had rivalled with for ages. This baby he was now comforting was even further proof that Carter had won and he had just given up. But yet, he didn't feel angry anymore. Of course he was jealous, but now all he was concerned about was Abby's welfare. If she and Carter were meant for each other, then Luka must get them back together again. Adam fell asleep again and Luka carefully laid him on the bed beside Abby. He would look after them both until Carter got himself together.
"Thanks honey," Abby muttered and Luka stopped for a moment, pretending to himself that the comment was really directed at him. Then he left the room and went to sleep.
"Don't cry, baby," she whispered. I'm not she thought, but I really feel like it. Luka opened the door. Who could be calling round at this time? Then he saw the figure in a black leather jacket and the baby that stared at him with wide brown eyes from over her shoulder.
"Abby?" She stopped. Thank god he was in. All the doubts flew out of her brain and all she felt was relieved. She turned and looked at him.
"Oh, Luka," she felt so close to tears and she dashed down the hall into his arms.
* * *
Carter ran down the stairs, planning to chase after her, when suddenly he felt himself take a turn for the worse. His head suddenly felt heavy and he realised what had just happened. All those paranoid thoughts he had had about Abby leaving him had come true, except Abby hadn't left him, he drove her away. What was he thinking? Now he didn't know where she was. She could be hurt and it was all his fault. He felt so stupid and so disgusted with himself for ever taking the drugs. He felt more disgusted with himself because Abby had taken the drugs with her and part of him wanted them back, too. Abby was gone. The realisation hit him like a crippling weight on his heart. His legs buckled and he leant heavily against the wall. He tried to call out, but his voice felt so thick with tears that he couldn't hurl it up his throat. Instead he just mouthed her name: "Abby, Abby" over and over as he sank down to the floor at the foot of the stairs.
* * *
Luka had listened without saying anything as Abby explained the situation. She sat on his sofa and rocked Adam as she spoke. She was so beautiful, but he had to stop thinking of that now. She could've been his, but he had to leave that in the past. She might have got hurt by Carter and now she was upset.
"Abby, you can stay here as long as you need to," Luka told her, he turned over the bottle of pills Abby had handed him to show what Carter had taken. "I'm sure Carter will see sense soon." Abby shook her head.
"So many hours of classes to give up and it's all lost in one thoughtless moment. He tried to hit me." Abby whispered. Tears flowed freely down her face and she felt glad to have someone to tell this to. Luka had been so understanding.
"Don't worry, Abby," he soothed. "It'll be ok. You're tired; you need to get some rest." Abby nodded.
"I'll sleep here," she patted the sofa.
"Well, there's always my bed," Luka offered. Abby's expression changed to disgust and she looked up at him.
"Oh for god's sake, Luka. I'm still married."she began to yell at him. How could he say something like that? Could he not see she was upset? She thought he was being caring, but clearly she got it all wrong.
"Hey, hey, calm down," he held up his hands as if to show he meant no harm. "I mean, how about I sleep on the sofa so you and Adam can sleep in my bed." Abby was silent.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry," she shook her head, guiltily and felt like she was going to cry again. She leant her head against his shoulder. "I'm sorry, Luka. I thought you meant-"
"Yeah I gathered that,"
"But really you were being so kind. God I'm such a fool. Thank you Luka. I'm such a horrible person, jumping to conclusions."
"No you're not." He stroked her hair. "You're not. Go and get some sleep. You can think about things tomorrow." Abby obediently got up to go to bed. Then she stopped, leant down and kissed him gently on the cheek.
"Thank you, Luka"
* * *
Luka couldn't sleep. All he could think was whether or not he had done the right thing when he gave up fighting for Abby. He had resigned to the fact that Abby was destined to be with Carter and nothing he could do would stop that. Besides, she seemed so happy with him. Now it was different. Abby was far from happy, Carter could have killed her and it would have been partly his fault for not fighting for her. He got up and went to his room. For a while he watched her lying between the sheets. She seemed to have calmed down from when she had turned up, troubled and upset. He hoped he had taken good care of her, he would do anything so she'd be happy, which was why he stopped fighting for her. As he gazed at her, Adam stirred and began to whimper. Abby slid deeper into the sheets.
"John? Will you get that?" she mumbled in her half-sleep. She seemed so peaceful in her sleep, as though all her troubles had left her. Luka didn't want her to wake up and have all her worries come back to her so soon. Without thinking, he went round to the other side of the bed and picked up baby Adam. He rocked him gently. He had to admit it, the baby was very cute and although he would like to have thought it was all Abby, he knew that this was half Carter, the guy he had rivalled with for ages. This baby he was now comforting was even further proof that Carter had won and he had just given up. But yet, he didn't feel angry anymore. Of course he was jealous, but now all he was concerned about was Abby's welfare. If she and Carter were meant for each other, then Luka must get them back together again. Adam fell asleep again and Luka carefully laid him on the bed beside Abby. He would look after them both until Carter got himself together.
"Thanks honey," Abby muttered and Luka stopped for a moment, pretending to himself that the comment was really directed at him. Then he left the room and went to sleep.
