*Finally...a chapter 2! I don't know how good it is so just r&r as usual and help me out. I'm gonna start the 3rd chapter later tonight. I wasn't planning on going this way with the story...it just happend. Thanks for the reviews too!*
John opened the car door for Abby. He was always a gentleman. As he hopped in the driver's seat he saw Abby check her phone over and over again. She had been doing that all day. What could she be waiting for?
"You expecting a call or something?" She didn't answer right away. That concerned him a little.
"Uhh...no, no." She was barely audible in answering his question.
He didn't exactly believe her, but he didn't push to hard. They didn't talk much on the way there.
"Alright. We're here!" John practically shouted as they pulled up to the huge Chicago park. It wasn't something new. They have been there plenty of times.
"The park?" She looked at him shocked. "You look like you're eight years old and just got to Disneyworld," she laughed.
"I thought we could just walk around or something. Maybe get something to eat later or whatever." She just smiled and nodded. Abby really didn't care where she went as long as she was with him.
Abby grabbed his hand and they walked into the park along the stone path. The talked about everything. Carter's childhood, Maggie, Eric, work; anything they could think of. They could always find something to talk about. Probably because they were so comfortable with each other.
The park was huge. There were so many leaves, the path was practically non-existant. The leaves crunched under their shoes with every step they took.
"I think this is better than Disneyworld," Abby said as he pulled her in closer and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"I have an idea. Lets go to the playground." He said as his entire face lit up.
She followed his lead grabbing his hand. A shocked expression crossed her face. Abby sat down on a black swing and grasped the cold-silver chain tightly between two fists. Carter sat down next to her on the second swing. They started rock back and forth and pushed themselves lightly with their feet. Abby looked distracted though. She had for awhile. Something was bothering her. But this was Abby and he knew it was hard for her to express emotions sometimes...even to him.
"Are you okay?" He looked at her concerned. He had to ask her even if she didn't tell him the truth.
Abby looked around. "I told you it was beautiful out here." She looked up at the blue-sky and took in a deep breath of fresh air, ignoring the fact that he just asked her a question.
"Abby. You didn't answer my question. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I-I'm alright." She stuttered and at that point he knew something was wrong.
He got up off the swing and offered his hand out to her. "Lets go talk." And with that said, she took his hand and they left the swings behind.
The walked around in silence for a few minutes. Abby didn't want to bother him again with her problems. She knew he would want to know. That he would want help her and comfort her. She wanted that too. Especially right now. They had just gotten their lives back to a somewhat normal level. Their realationship was going well. And even though she felt so safe in his arms, she knew she couldn't tell him. At least, not right now. It would ruin everything that was going so right. She should wait until she knew for sure. Why make him worry about something that might not even be? How could she tell him that there was a chance she might have leukemia?
John opened the car door for Abby. He was always a gentleman. As he hopped in the driver's seat he saw Abby check her phone over and over again. She had been doing that all day. What could she be waiting for?
"You expecting a call or something?" She didn't answer right away. That concerned him a little.
"Uhh...no, no." She was barely audible in answering his question.
He didn't exactly believe her, but he didn't push to hard. They didn't talk much on the way there.
"Alright. We're here!" John practically shouted as they pulled up to the huge Chicago park. It wasn't something new. They have been there plenty of times.
"The park?" She looked at him shocked. "You look like you're eight years old and just got to Disneyworld," she laughed.
"I thought we could just walk around or something. Maybe get something to eat later or whatever." She just smiled and nodded. Abby really didn't care where she went as long as she was with him.
Abby grabbed his hand and they walked into the park along the stone path. The talked about everything. Carter's childhood, Maggie, Eric, work; anything they could think of. They could always find something to talk about. Probably because they were so comfortable with each other.
The park was huge. There were so many leaves, the path was practically non-existant. The leaves crunched under their shoes with every step they took.
"I think this is better than Disneyworld," Abby said as he pulled her in closer and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"I have an idea. Lets go to the playground." He said as his entire face lit up.
She followed his lead grabbing his hand. A shocked expression crossed her face. Abby sat down on a black swing and grasped the cold-silver chain tightly between two fists. Carter sat down next to her on the second swing. They started rock back and forth and pushed themselves lightly with their feet. Abby looked distracted though. She had for awhile. Something was bothering her. But this was Abby and he knew it was hard for her to express emotions sometimes...even to him.
"Are you okay?" He looked at her concerned. He had to ask her even if she didn't tell him the truth.
Abby looked around. "I told you it was beautiful out here." She looked up at the blue-sky and took in a deep breath of fresh air, ignoring the fact that he just asked her a question.
"Abby. You didn't answer my question. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I-I'm alright." She stuttered and at that point he knew something was wrong.
He got up off the swing and offered his hand out to her. "Lets go talk." And with that said, she took his hand and they left the swings behind.
The walked around in silence for a few minutes. Abby didn't want to bother him again with her problems. She knew he would want to know. That he would want help her and comfort her. She wanted that too. Especially right now. They had just gotten their lives back to a somewhat normal level. Their realationship was going well. And even though she felt so safe in his arms, she knew she couldn't tell him. At least, not right now. It would ruin everything that was going so right. She should wait until she knew for sure. Why make him worry about something that might not even be? How could she tell him that there was a chance she might have leukemia?