Sweet Misery- Ch. 4
A/N- Omigosh, I just realized I uploaded the wrong chapter!!! I'm sooo sorry...Here's the RIGHT one. Sorry all!
A/N- Thanks so much for all the help I got with this story! Sorry it's taking so long to get a new chapter up, but I hope this will be one of many. Anyways, read, enjoy, and review!!
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Previously on ER
"Carter, we got a stabbing victim coming in, ETA five to ten." Jerry said.
"It's Abby."
450!!," Carter screamed.
"Dammit, Carter, there's nothing left to shock." Susan whispered.
"We've got a pulse!" Haleh shrieked.
"We almost lost you."
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Abby had always hated Mondays. She hated going back to work after such a nice weekend. But today, she loved Monday. She hadn't been able to go to work for a little over three weeks, and she was itching to get back to the hospital. A couple of days after she had woken up in the recovery room after being stabbed, she had been able to go home. Carter had insisted he should stay at her apartment while she was recovering. She had been eager to have him, but soon she realized how little he was going to let her do. Carter hadn't let her lift a finger by herself. However, she had finally convinced him she was capable of going back to work.
Carter entered her room and handed her a cup of coffee.
"Are you sure you want to go to work today?" Carter asked.
"Yes."
"Positive?"
"Yes."
"You know you're two hours early for work?"
"What?" Abby asked, looking at the clock. "Oh, great, I have two hours until I'm supposed to be up. I'm never going to be able to get back to sleep." She said as she flung herself on the bed.
"Well, I know something we could do..." Carter said slyly, running his fingers through her hair.
"Mhm, and what would that be?" Abby giggled before putting her hands around Carter's neck.
"Two hours? I'm sure we could find something to do." Carter replied.
"Me too." Abby replied as she retreated back under the covers with Carter.
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"Abby, Welcome back." Kerry said as soon as she stepped through the door.
"Thanks."
"Abby, we do need to talk though." Weaver said, lowering her voice from prying ears.
"Okay, why don't we go into the Lounge?"
"That would be fine."
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"Abby, the reason we needed to speak is because of the situation with Luka." Weaver said firmly. "Was that straightened out?"
"Ah, yes, he was arrested the night I got out of recovery." Abby replied.
"Did you press charges?"
"Yes."
"You're sure you want to start work again?"
"Did Carter tell you to say this?" Abby laughed.
"A bit. 'Thought you needed another person's point of view." Kerry admitted.
"Kerry, I assure you, it has all been straightened out."
"Well, if you're sure."
"Yes, I am. Luka is being deported back to Croatia as we speak."
"Well, in that case-" Kerry started.
"-And being put into prison there." Abby finished.
"Okay. I'm glad you're all right." Weaver said.
"Thanks." Abby smiled.
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"When do you get off?" Carter asked Abby.
"Now. You?"
"Ten minutes ago." Carter replied.
"Well, you know, I don't think I could have my nurse leave my apartment just yet, so why don't you spend the night?"
"Sure." Carter grinned.
Abby pulled on her coat.
"Oh, and I might be needing a sponge bath later on tonight, Nurse."
"Yes, mistress." Carter laughed.
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A/N- Omigosh, I just realized I uploaded the wrong chapter!!! I'm sooo sorry...Here's the RIGHT one. Sorry all!
A/N- Thanks so much for all the help I got with this story! Sorry it's taking so long to get a new chapter up, but I hope this will be one of many. Anyways, read, enjoy, and review!!
~
Previously on ER
"Carter, we got a stabbing victim coming in, ETA five to ten." Jerry said.
"It's Abby."
450!!," Carter screamed.
"Dammit, Carter, there's nothing left to shock." Susan whispered.
"We've got a pulse!" Haleh shrieked.
"We almost lost you."
~
Abby had always hated Mondays. She hated going back to work after such a nice weekend. But today, she loved Monday. She hadn't been able to go to work for a little over three weeks, and she was itching to get back to the hospital. A couple of days after she had woken up in the recovery room after being stabbed, she had been able to go home. Carter had insisted he should stay at her apartment while she was recovering. She had been eager to have him, but soon she realized how little he was going to let her do. Carter hadn't let her lift a finger by herself. However, she had finally convinced him she was capable of going back to work.
Carter entered her room and handed her a cup of coffee.
"Are you sure you want to go to work today?" Carter asked.
"Yes."
"Positive?"
"Yes."
"You know you're two hours early for work?"
"What?" Abby asked, looking at the clock. "Oh, great, I have two hours until I'm supposed to be up. I'm never going to be able to get back to sleep." She said as she flung herself on the bed.
"Well, I know something we could do..." Carter said slyly, running his fingers through her hair.
"Mhm, and what would that be?" Abby giggled before putting her hands around Carter's neck.
"Two hours? I'm sure we could find something to do." Carter replied.
"Me too." Abby replied as she retreated back under the covers with Carter.
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"Abby, Welcome back." Kerry said as soon as she stepped through the door.
"Thanks."
"Abby, we do need to talk though." Weaver said, lowering her voice from prying ears.
"Okay, why don't we go into the Lounge?"
"That would be fine."
~
"Abby, the reason we needed to speak is because of the situation with Luka." Weaver said firmly. "Was that straightened out?"
"Ah, yes, he was arrested the night I got out of recovery." Abby replied.
"Did you press charges?"
"Yes."
"You're sure you want to start work again?"
"Did Carter tell you to say this?" Abby laughed.
"A bit. 'Thought you needed another person's point of view." Kerry admitted.
"Kerry, I assure you, it has all been straightened out."
"Well, if you're sure."
"Yes, I am. Luka is being deported back to Croatia as we speak."
"Well, in that case-" Kerry started.
"-And being put into prison there." Abby finished.
"Okay. I'm glad you're all right." Weaver said.
"Thanks." Abby smiled.
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"When do you get off?" Carter asked Abby.
"Now. You?"
"Ten minutes ago." Carter replied.
"Well, you know, I don't think I could have my nurse leave my apartment just yet, so why don't you spend the night?"
"Sure." Carter grinned.
Abby pulled on her coat.
"Oh, and I might be needing a sponge bath later on tonight, Nurse."
"Yes, mistress." Carter laughed.
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