Title: Are you happy now?
Author: Bekah
Disclaimer: If I owned Goran Visnjic, I'd be to busy to write.
Summary: Abby's true colors show, when both Luka & Carter return from Africa. (Post Season Finale)
~*~
Now...don't just walk away
pretending everything's okay
And you don't care about me.
~*~
Luka swatted away a fly, as he layed on a small cot. I
t had been weeks since Carter had gone back to Chicago, and he was out on his own again.
Things had gotten hectic and crazy... but he had planned to return the day after tomorrow.
His mind returned to the one place he felt at peace, the one place that made his heart ache. Abby.
~*~
And I know there's just no use
When all your lies become your truths and I don't care...
~*~
:Flashback:
Abby knew there was more to this hug then she wanted to admit. Luka's arms wrapped around her, both bodies swaying slightly... She even felt tears come to her eyes, and her heart catch in her throat. She somehow wished she could change his mind about Africa...
::End Flashback::[/b]
It was the alarm clock that woke her up, but suddenly Abby was very aware of the arm that was wrapped around her. She jumped slightly, only to find Carter next to her...a smile on his face.
"Carter!" She said,still a little stunned. "When'd you get back?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.
"Early this morning... I just couldn't wait to see you." He replied, his face carrying a hint of sadness.
Abby seemed to understand his demeanor. "So we kind of...left things on bad terms." She said, the first to cut right to the chase.
"Look, I'm sorry Abby. I really am. What with my Grandmother dying, and...well..everything just seemed to pile up. I pushed away the one person who was only trying to help. And I'm sorry." He ran his fingers through his hair, hoping she'd understand.
Abby layed there a minute, and a small smile crept over her.
"Welcome back." She said, softly.
~*~
Could you look me in the eye
And tell me that you're happy now, ohhh, ohhh
Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
~*~
"Sir.. excuse me sir.."
Luka's eyes fluttered open,
"We are boarding the plane for Chicago now, are you ready?" the young receptionist asked.
Luka rubbed his neck, picking up his suitcase. "Thanks." He muttered, as he stood in line to board the plane.
Later on....
Luka hailed a cab, as the rained poured down on him.
Yep, this was Chicago all right. Nothing like this weather to welcome him home. Honestly, after spending so much time in Africa...rain was welcomed. He piled his suitcases in the cab, and instead of having the cab driver take him home he decided to make a stop first.
~*~
You took all there was to take,
And left with an empty plate
And you don't care about it, yeah.
~*~
Abby stood under the tiny ledge trying to stay out of the pouring rain, inhaling a cigarette. God she hated working the night shift. But she smiled, glad that she had gotten a few weeks to spend with Carter. Since his return, things seemed to be getting back on track. They both seemed almost back to normal. She stood there watching the rain pour down, trying to block out the sound of the noisy ER. She was off in a half hour, and she couldn't wait.
--
He payed the cabdriver, asking him to wait a few minutes.
The cabby seemed annoyed, but complied after another bribe.
Luka made his way through the rain, the ambulance bay coming into view.
Abby tossed her cigarette away, preparing to head back into the ER. She saw a figure in the distance, figuring it was someone coming to cover the shift until morning. She was about to turn around, but as the figure got closer....it was almost unmistakeable who it was.
He began to pick up the pace, even though he was already soaked completely. He stopped abruptly when he said her tiny figure. A smile spread across his lips, even though he knew it was to dark for her to see. "Fancy finding you here." he said.
"Luka? Oh my God!" Abby suddenly forgot the rain, and semi-walked, semi-ran over to him. "Did you just get back?" She asked, a little shocked.
Luka nodded, "Yeah, just now actually. I had the cab driver take me here first, needed to get something from my locker."
"You must be exhausted." She said, standing there almost awkwardly.
Luka noted her stance and laughed, "Come here." He said, pulling her into a hug. "Its good to see you."
She was a bit surprised by the hug, but hugged him back. "Yeah you too." She said, pulling away. "Great now I'm soaked...we better get inside." She was suddenly very aware of the fast pace her heart was beating at.
"Why? Its lovely weather we are having." He said, half joking.
"Normal Chicago weather is more like it." She muttered, turning to head inside.
He grabbed her arm.."Wait.." He said, but then he let her go.
She gave him a look, "Yeah?" now her heart was pounding faster. God knows why.
"I just..." he stammered, "Its good to be home." he finished lamely.
Abby smiled, giving a short nod. She continued on her path inside, "You coming?" She asked, remembering he wanted something from his locker.
"No." Just you. He thought.
~*~
And I, I've given up this game
I'm leaving you with all the blame cause I don't care,
yeah, yeah yeah,
~*~
Author: Bekah
Disclaimer: If I owned Goran Visnjic, I'd be to busy to write.
Summary: Abby's true colors show, when both Luka & Carter return from Africa. (Post Season Finale)
~*~
Now...don't just walk away
pretending everything's okay
And you don't care about me.
~*~
Luka swatted away a fly, as he layed on a small cot. I
t had been weeks since Carter had gone back to Chicago, and he was out on his own again.
Things had gotten hectic and crazy... but he had planned to return the day after tomorrow.
His mind returned to the one place he felt at peace, the one place that made his heart ache. Abby.
~*~
And I know there's just no use
When all your lies become your truths and I don't care...
~*~
:Flashback:
Abby knew there was more to this hug then she wanted to admit. Luka's arms wrapped around her, both bodies swaying slightly... She even felt tears come to her eyes, and her heart catch in her throat. She somehow wished she could change his mind about Africa...
::End Flashback::[/b]
It was the alarm clock that woke her up, but suddenly Abby was very aware of the arm that was wrapped around her. She jumped slightly, only to find Carter next to her...a smile on his face.
"Carter!" She said,still a little stunned. "When'd you get back?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.
"Early this morning... I just couldn't wait to see you." He replied, his face carrying a hint of sadness.
Abby seemed to understand his demeanor. "So we kind of...left things on bad terms." She said, the first to cut right to the chase.
"Look, I'm sorry Abby. I really am. What with my Grandmother dying, and...well..everything just seemed to pile up. I pushed away the one person who was only trying to help. And I'm sorry." He ran his fingers through his hair, hoping she'd understand.
Abby layed there a minute, and a small smile crept over her.
"Welcome back." She said, softly.
~*~
Could you look me in the eye
And tell me that you're happy now, ohhh, ohhh
Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
~*~
"Sir.. excuse me sir.."
Luka's eyes fluttered open,
"We are boarding the plane for Chicago now, are you ready?" the young receptionist asked.
Luka rubbed his neck, picking up his suitcase. "Thanks." He muttered, as he stood in line to board the plane.
Later on....
Luka hailed a cab, as the rained poured down on him.
Yep, this was Chicago all right. Nothing like this weather to welcome him home. Honestly, after spending so much time in Africa...rain was welcomed. He piled his suitcases in the cab, and instead of having the cab driver take him home he decided to make a stop first.
~*~
You took all there was to take,
And left with an empty plate
And you don't care about it, yeah.
~*~
Abby stood under the tiny ledge trying to stay out of the pouring rain, inhaling a cigarette. God she hated working the night shift. But she smiled, glad that she had gotten a few weeks to spend with Carter. Since his return, things seemed to be getting back on track. They both seemed almost back to normal. She stood there watching the rain pour down, trying to block out the sound of the noisy ER. She was off in a half hour, and she couldn't wait.
--
He payed the cabdriver, asking him to wait a few minutes.
The cabby seemed annoyed, but complied after another bribe.
Luka made his way through the rain, the ambulance bay coming into view.
Abby tossed her cigarette away, preparing to head back into the ER. She saw a figure in the distance, figuring it was someone coming to cover the shift until morning. She was about to turn around, but as the figure got closer....it was almost unmistakeable who it was.
He began to pick up the pace, even though he was already soaked completely. He stopped abruptly when he said her tiny figure. A smile spread across his lips, even though he knew it was to dark for her to see. "Fancy finding you here." he said.
"Luka? Oh my God!" Abby suddenly forgot the rain, and semi-walked, semi-ran over to him. "Did you just get back?" She asked, a little shocked.
Luka nodded, "Yeah, just now actually. I had the cab driver take me here first, needed to get something from my locker."
"You must be exhausted." She said, standing there almost awkwardly.
Luka noted her stance and laughed, "Come here." He said, pulling her into a hug. "Its good to see you."
She was a bit surprised by the hug, but hugged him back. "Yeah you too." She said, pulling away. "Great now I'm soaked...we better get inside." She was suddenly very aware of the fast pace her heart was beating at.
"Why? Its lovely weather we are having." He said, half joking.
"Normal Chicago weather is more like it." She muttered, turning to head inside.
He grabbed her arm.."Wait.." He said, but then he let her go.
She gave him a look, "Yeah?" now her heart was pounding faster. God knows why.
"I just..." he stammered, "Its good to be home." he finished lamely.
Abby smiled, giving a short nod. She continued on her path inside, "You coming?" She asked, remembering he wanted something from his locker.
"No." Just you. He thought.
~*~
And I, I've given up this game
I'm leaving you with all the blame cause I don't care,
yeah, yeah yeah,
~*~