**Flashback:
I walked down the hall attempting to find Dr. Weaver.
Moments earlier I had watched Dr. Kovac leave methodically. It made me wonder when he would be back. Yes, I still thought when, instead of if.
I stopped my search as I heard her voice fill the hallway around the corner. I didn't round the corner; I didn't give away my presence. It was wrong, but I stayed still and listened.
"She needs tests John. I don't care what you promised her, she cannot leave this hospital without proper care."
"She doesn't want it Kerry, she's terrified. She just wants to go home."
They weren't discussing, they were screaming. I wondered where Abby was.
"And she can go home, after an exam and the proper tests and,"
"And what Kerry? Are you gonna get psych down here too?"
I didn't hear a response from Dr. Weaver, but Carter's voice filled the air once more as he shouted, "She's not crazy!"
I rounded the corner unsure, I didn't want to be in the middle of it. However, I couldn't just stand there and listen.
That's when I realized that Abby was probably in the exam room behind them.
There eyes both turned to me as I made my appearance. I asked quietly, calmly, "Is Abby in there?"
Carter looked at me, eyes glazed and nodded.
"Then you realize she just heard you."
He closed his eyes, and tears spilled down his cheeks before he turned around and opened the door.
**Present:
Callie began to walk down the hallway to get security when she spotted him, "Doctor Gallant," she said grabbing his attention.
"What is it Callie," he asked.
"A women's been standing in front of trauma two for over 10 minutes, she says she's not looking for anyone. Should I get security?"
His head came up at the response, surprise evident. "Trauma two?" he asked
"Yeah, should I get security?" she asked again.
He walked by her down the hall towards the room, when he spotted her.
Abby.
He froze.
"Dr. Gallant?" Callie persisted.
She had a little girl with her.
She was really here.
It was Abby.
"You look like you just saw a ghost," Callie stated.
He couldn't help but stare, 5 years was a long time. No one, besides Carter, thought she would ever be back. Yet, here she was, only a few feet away.
"Dr. Gallant, should I go get security or not?" she asked completely annoyed by now.
"No," he finally answered. He turned to her and said, "Go find Dr. Carter."
"Why?" she asked.
His eyes had moved back to Abby and he started to approach.
"Abby?" he said gently, questioningly, as if he was doubting the name.
**Flashback:
I tried to block out the screaming.
I wrapped my arms around myself tighter, hoping to disappear.
I was backed up against the wall and I couldn't move back any further.
I was scared. I was terrified. I suddenly felt like I couldn't breathe.
I tried to make the tears stop. They wouldn't help anything, but I couldn't.
I heard the door open, but I didn't attempt to lift my eyes.
I was sure that I didn't want to know who entered.
**Present:
"Abby?" he said gently, questioningly, as if he was doubting the name.
He watched her bite her lip before she turned to him, giving him her attention.
"Are you the security around here?" she asked teasingly.
He laughed, same old Abby. "Callie was just. . ."
She nodded cutting him off. She looked away, back at the door, and said, "I have to go in there."
He nodded, though she was not looking at him.
He said, "I know, its okay," causing her to bring her eyes back to him.
For a moment he thought she was going to thank him. Instead she stayed quiet.
His eyes drifted to the little girl who held her hand. She must have noticed because she said, "this is my daughter, Cara."
The little girl looked shyly at him. Her eyes were big and brown, and her golden brown hair was up in pigtails. She was beautiful.
"Hi," he said squatting down to her eye level.
"Car this is Dr. Gallant, he's an old friend of mommy's" she told the little girl.
"Hi," she answered in a quiet voice.
"Want me to watch her?" I asked.
She smiled and nodded, "thanks," she told him before looking down at the little girl and asking, "Car can you go with Dr. Gallant?"
"Okay," she replied.
He lifted her off the ground as he stood up, and Abby handed him a little backpack.
"It has her toys in it," she explained.
He smiled at her, and turned to walk away.
**Flashback:
"Abby," I said gently. Maybe I said it to loudly.
She was once again curled up on the bed sobbing, and I realized it was my fault.
I walked closer and asked, "Abby do you still want to go home?"
She looked up at me upon hearing the question and she nodded. Her eyes were redder then I had ever seen them and her cheeks were stained with more tears then I thought she had cried her entire life.
"Gallant," I said the name without looking at him. I just suspected he was still there.
"Yes," he responded.
"Go get my car," I said this time turning around and throwing the keys at him.
"John," Kerry warned me.
"Gallant, go," I demanded realizing that he was still standing there.
"John you can't do this, you shouldn't do this," she pleaded. Yes she pleaded.
My mind was clouded. All I could think about was Abby's request.
I didn't know.
I didn't think.
That what I was doing may be wrong.
But it was.
It was probably the worst thing I've ever done.
I picked her up and took her home.
**Present:
"Dr. Carter," he heard someone say. He looked up to find Callie standing there.
"Shouldn't you be off?" he asked her.
"Yeah, I'm leaving now, but Dr. Gallant asked me to get you." She answered.
"Is something wrong?"
"I don't know, there was this women who keeps standing in front of the trauma room, and I asked him if I should get security. . ."
"Trauma two?" he cut her off to ask.
"Yeah, anyways he told me to get you instead." She finished.
His eyes filled with hope, as he quickly made his way towards the room.
He couldn't help but hope even though he told himself not to.
"Abby," he whispered as he reached her.
She turned to him with tear filled eyes.
"Carter," she said in a similar whisper.
Neither moved consciously, but they found themselves in each other's arms.
Realization that she was really there hit him as he felt her tears stain his shirt.
He kissed the top of her head and whispered her name again.
She was real; she was there.
He never wanted to let go again.
Neither did she.
A/N: well you've come to the end of another chapter, must I still beg for reviews? Well then please, please review. :)
Thanks a zillion to everyone who has reviewed so far, lollipops for everyone! lol
~Hailie
I walked down the hall attempting to find Dr. Weaver.
Moments earlier I had watched Dr. Kovac leave methodically. It made me wonder when he would be back. Yes, I still thought when, instead of if.
I stopped my search as I heard her voice fill the hallway around the corner. I didn't round the corner; I didn't give away my presence. It was wrong, but I stayed still and listened.
"She needs tests John. I don't care what you promised her, she cannot leave this hospital without proper care."
"She doesn't want it Kerry, she's terrified. She just wants to go home."
They weren't discussing, they were screaming. I wondered where Abby was.
"And she can go home, after an exam and the proper tests and,"
"And what Kerry? Are you gonna get psych down here too?"
I didn't hear a response from Dr. Weaver, but Carter's voice filled the air once more as he shouted, "She's not crazy!"
I rounded the corner unsure, I didn't want to be in the middle of it. However, I couldn't just stand there and listen.
That's when I realized that Abby was probably in the exam room behind them.
There eyes both turned to me as I made my appearance. I asked quietly, calmly, "Is Abby in there?"
Carter looked at me, eyes glazed and nodded.
"Then you realize she just heard you."
He closed his eyes, and tears spilled down his cheeks before he turned around and opened the door.
**Present:
Callie began to walk down the hallway to get security when she spotted him, "Doctor Gallant," she said grabbing his attention.
"What is it Callie," he asked.
"A women's been standing in front of trauma two for over 10 minutes, she says she's not looking for anyone. Should I get security?"
His head came up at the response, surprise evident. "Trauma two?" he asked
"Yeah, should I get security?" she asked again.
He walked by her down the hall towards the room, when he spotted her.
Abby.
He froze.
"Dr. Gallant?" Callie persisted.
She had a little girl with her.
She was really here.
It was Abby.
"You look like you just saw a ghost," Callie stated.
He couldn't help but stare, 5 years was a long time. No one, besides Carter, thought she would ever be back. Yet, here she was, only a few feet away.
"Dr. Gallant, should I go get security or not?" she asked completely annoyed by now.
"No," he finally answered. He turned to her and said, "Go find Dr. Carter."
"Why?" she asked.
His eyes had moved back to Abby and he started to approach.
"Abby?" he said gently, questioningly, as if he was doubting the name.
**Flashback:
I tried to block out the screaming.
I wrapped my arms around myself tighter, hoping to disappear.
I was backed up against the wall and I couldn't move back any further.
I was scared. I was terrified. I suddenly felt like I couldn't breathe.
I tried to make the tears stop. They wouldn't help anything, but I couldn't.
I heard the door open, but I didn't attempt to lift my eyes.
I was sure that I didn't want to know who entered.
**Present:
"Abby?" he said gently, questioningly, as if he was doubting the name.
He watched her bite her lip before she turned to him, giving him her attention.
"Are you the security around here?" she asked teasingly.
He laughed, same old Abby. "Callie was just. . ."
She nodded cutting him off. She looked away, back at the door, and said, "I have to go in there."
He nodded, though she was not looking at him.
He said, "I know, its okay," causing her to bring her eyes back to him.
For a moment he thought she was going to thank him. Instead she stayed quiet.
His eyes drifted to the little girl who held her hand. She must have noticed because she said, "this is my daughter, Cara."
The little girl looked shyly at him. Her eyes were big and brown, and her golden brown hair was up in pigtails. She was beautiful.
"Hi," he said squatting down to her eye level.
"Car this is Dr. Gallant, he's an old friend of mommy's" she told the little girl.
"Hi," she answered in a quiet voice.
"Want me to watch her?" I asked.
She smiled and nodded, "thanks," she told him before looking down at the little girl and asking, "Car can you go with Dr. Gallant?"
"Okay," she replied.
He lifted her off the ground as he stood up, and Abby handed him a little backpack.
"It has her toys in it," she explained.
He smiled at her, and turned to walk away.
**Flashback:
"Abby," I said gently. Maybe I said it to loudly.
She was once again curled up on the bed sobbing, and I realized it was my fault.
I walked closer and asked, "Abby do you still want to go home?"
She looked up at me upon hearing the question and she nodded. Her eyes were redder then I had ever seen them and her cheeks were stained with more tears then I thought she had cried her entire life.
"Gallant," I said the name without looking at him. I just suspected he was still there.
"Yes," he responded.
"Go get my car," I said this time turning around and throwing the keys at him.
"John," Kerry warned me.
"Gallant, go," I demanded realizing that he was still standing there.
"John you can't do this, you shouldn't do this," she pleaded. Yes she pleaded.
My mind was clouded. All I could think about was Abby's request.
I didn't know.
I didn't think.
That what I was doing may be wrong.
But it was.
It was probably the worst thing I've ever done.
I picked her up and took her home.
**Present:
"Dr. Carter," he heard someone say. He looked up to find Callie standing there.
"Shouldn't you be off?" he asked her.
"Yeah, I'm leaving now, but Dr. Gallant asked me to get you." She answered.
"Is something wrong?"
"I don't know, there was this women who keeps standing in front of the trauma room, and I asked him if I should get security. . ."
"Trauma two?" he cut her off to ask.
"Yeah, anyways he told me to get you instead." She finished.
His eyes filled with hope, as he quickly made his way towards the room.
He couldn't help but hope even though he told himself not to.
"Abby," he whispered as he reached her.
She turned to him with tear filled eyes.
"Carter," she said in a similar whisper.
Neither moved consciously, but they found themselves in each other's arms.
Realization that she was really there hit him as he felt her tears stain his shirt.
He kissed the top of her head and whispered her name again.
She was real; she was there.
He never wanted to let go again.
Neither did she.
A/N: well you've come to the end of another chapter, must I still beg for reviews? Well then please, please review. :)
Thanks a zillion to everyone who has reviewed so far, lollipops for everyone! lol
~Hailie