Sweet Misery
Abby gazed at Carter's strong hands trying to save an elderly man.
" Clear!" He yelled.
She was suddenly awakened from her thoughts, as if she was just coming to hear the hectic sounds of the trauma room.
"Abby, get one liter o-neg, Stat." Carter said.
"Mhm."
"ABBY!"
"Oh yeah, one liter O neg. Mhm. Coming."
She hurriedly jogged over to the cabinet, and she felt the eyes on the back of her head, wondering what the hell was going on in her mind.
Abby stood at the patient files, tracing Carter's signature. Kerry Weaver walked over to her.
"Abby?"
But Abby was lost in her thoughts, and didn't answer.
"Abby?"
"Yea?"
"Abby, I don't know what is on your mind, but you have got to snap out of it. This is an ER. Not the land of Dreams. So when someone calls your name, or asks you to do something, you do it. Okay?
"Yes." Abby flushed, realizing how zoned out she had acted today. And it was all because of that one guy. The one guy who had once meant nothing and now meant her whole world.
"Abby?"
"Yes?" She immediately replied, remembering what Kerry had said.
He wrapped his arms around her and she excitedly jumped. Could it be Carter?
"Why so jumpy?" said the thick accent.
Oh. Yes, she was with Luka. Him. Not Carter. She pulled away, feeling unloyal.
"Y'know, Luka, I'm just not feeling to well, I'm going to go lie down."
"Want me to come with you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh. No. Thanks. Uh, I'm just gonna nap."
"Dammit, where is Abby?!" Carter screamed.
"Lounge." Susan answered.
"Get her, we need some help here!"
Susan walked to where Abby was sleeping and shook her awake.
"Carter wants you!"
"He does?" Abby asked dreamily.
"Yeh, wouldn't be too excited, you have an obesity related heart attack."
"Ooh. Fun." Abby replied sarcastically.
"I'm here!" Abby yelled as she stepped into Trauma 1.
"Hold this." Carter said, as he grabbed her hand.
She started to dream about his hand, but suddenly yanked away, remembering Kerry.
"Okay."
She sat in her apartment, cross-legged on the floor. She sipped a beer. Carter had taught her to be sober. She threw it to the ground, watching the bottle crack. Rain started to pound on her window. She began to cry. Her life was in shambles. She wanted Carter, but she had Luka. Her eyes moved to the blinking message on the answering machine. It was Luka. She wasn't going to call him back. She started to walk to the door, and she grabbed her keys. She needed to talk to someone. And that person was Carter.
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A/N-Hope y'all had fun reading, will be Carby soon....maybe...hehehe. Please review and continue to read, I'll try to post tomorrow.
Abby gazed at Carter's strong hands trying to save an elderly man.
" Clear!" He yelled.
She was suddenly awakened from her thoughts, as if she was just coming to hear the hectic sounds of the trauma room.
"Abby, get one liter o-neg, Stat." Carter said.
"Mhm."
"ABBY!"
"Oh yeah, one liter O neg. Mhm. Coming."
She hurriedly jogged over to the cabinet, and she felt the eyes on the back of her head, wondering what the hell was going on in her mind.
Abby stood at the patient files, tracing Carter's signature. Kerry Weaver walked over to her.
"Abby?"
But Abby was lost in her thoughts, and didn't answer.
"Abby?"
"Yea?"
"Abby, I don't know what is on your mind, but you have got to snap out of it. This is an ER. Not the land of Dreams. So when someone calls your name, or asks you to do something, you do it. Okay?
"Yes." Abby flushed, realizing how zoned out she had acted today. And it was all because of that one guy. The one guy who had once meant nothing and now meant her whole world.
"Abby?"
"Yes?" She immediately replied, remembering what Kerry had said.
He wrapped his arms around her and she excitedly jumped. Could it be Carter?
"Why so jumpy?" said the thick accent.
Oh. Yes, she was with Luka. Him. Not Carter. She pulled away, feeling unloyal.
"Y'know, Luka, I'm just not feeling to well, I'm going to go lie down."
"Want me to come with you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh. No. Thanks. Uh, I'm just gonna nap."
"Dammit, where is Abby?!" Carter screamed.
"Lounge." Susan answered.
"Get her, we need some help here!"
Susan walked to where Abby was sleeping and shook her awake.
"Carter wants you!"
"He does?" Abby asked dreamily.
"Yeh, wouldn't be too excited, you have an obesity related heart attack."
"Ooh. Fun." Abby replied sarcastically.
"I'm here!" Abby yelled as she stepped into Trauma 1.
"Hold this." Carter said, as he grabbed her hand.
She started to dream about his hand, but suddenly yanked away, remembering Kerry.
"Okay."
She sat in her apartment, cross-legged on the floor. She sipped a beer. Carter had taught her to be sober. She threw it to the ground, watching the bottle crack. Rain started to pound on her window. She began to cry. Her life was in shambles. She wanted Carter, but she had Luka. Her eyes moved to the blinking message on the answering machine. It was Luka. She wasn't going to call him back. She started to walk to the door, and she grabbed her keys. She needed to talk to someone. And that person was Carter.
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A/N-Hope y'all had fun reading, will be Carby soon....maybe...hehehe. Please review and continue to read, I'll try to post tomorrow.