A/N: Ok next chapter.. not as long a wait as the previous one.. I also
need more Reviews. Pretty Please. I could really use the motivation;)
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'What the hell is Michael doing here?' Abby thought as she walked towards the chairs. She spotted the little girl right away. She was beautiful with her dark wavy hair and her dark brown eyes. Abby looked at the woman sitting next to the girl. She looked about twenty-five with long blonde hair. She was wearing a very short black mini skirt and a tight long sleeve shirt that cam above her belly button. 'Is this her mother?' Abby thought. Then she spoke. "Hi, im Ab- a nurse working on your father." Abby knelt down to the little girls height.
"Is he ok?" She whispered.
"He's going to be fine. He's just sleeping right now." Abby answered.
"So he's fine?" The blonde woman bent down to be eye level with Abby.
"Are you his wife?" Abby asked as her and the lady stood up.
"God no. And don't think this little brat is mine either. Im Michael's girlfriend."
'What a bitch.' Abby said to herself.
"Ok Well, when he wakes up, I'll let you know ok?"
"You mean I have to stay here and wait." The blonde asked.
"Yes, you do." By now, Abby was getting really annoyed with this woman. She looked down at the little girl and smiled at her.
The blonde women then leant over to whisper in Abby's ear. "Im not actually his girlfriend. I broke up with him a while ago. I went over to his place and he was just passed out. I just wanted to get my stuff from him (A/N: Drugs)".
"Ummm, ok." Abby wasn't quite sure why this woman was telling her this. "Do you want me to tell him something for you?"
"No, that's ok. I'll get him another time. But can you watch this little one for me, I cant stand her." With that, the blonde walked out of the hospital. Abby glared at her as she walked away. Then, she realized she was still standing with the little girl.
"Abigail right?" Abby asked.
"My daddy calls me Ab." Abby stiffened a bit. She remembered how Michael used to call her that when he wanted something from her. "Whats your name?" Abigail asked Abby.
Abby froze. "Ummm, everyone around here calls me Nurse Lockhart."
"But whats your first name?"
'This kid is full of questions.' "Well, I have the same name as you." Abby stated.
"Your name is Abigail too?" She asked.
"People call me Abby.Are you hungry or something?" She nodded and Abby took her hand and started walking towards the cafeteria.
"I thought everyone calls you Nurse Lockhart?"
"What grade are you in?" Abby asked, trying to change the subject.
"Grade 2, why?"
"Your very smart for your age."
"You still havent answered my question."
Abby smiled. She certainly was Michaels daughter. Abby remember him being exactyl like that. "Well, I thought that it would be weird with us having the same name." She finally answered, taking Abigail into the cafeteria line-up. Abby could tell that she still didn't believe her, but Abby also knew that she probably just gave up. "So, what would you like to eat?"
Abigail looked around and pointed. "I want french fries."
"Ok, french fries in the morning it is." Abby said as she ordered a small frech fries.
"Daddy never lets me have them at home." Abigail said.
"Well then, what do you eat at home?" Abby was trying to get as much information as she could.
"Healthy stuff that daddy makes me eat." Abby smiled, grabbing the fries and giving them to Abigail. "can we eat here?"
"Not really because I have to get back to work, but I'll let you sit ina more comfortable spot this time."
Abgail nodded and followed Abby back to the ER, where Abby took her to the lounge so she could keep an eye on her. Once Abigail was happily eating her fries, Abby left to go and see if Michael was awake yet.
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'What the hell is Michael doing here?' Abby thought as she walked towards the chairs. She spotted the little girl right away. She was beautiful with her dark wavy hair and her dark brown eyes. Abby looked at the woman sitting next to the girl. She looked about twenty-five with long blonde hair. She was wearing a very short black mini skirt and a tight long sleeve shirt that cam above her belly button. 'Is this her mother?' Abby thought. Then she spoke. "Hi, im Ab- a nurse working on your father." Abby knelt down to the little girls height.
"Is he ok?" She whispered.
"He's going to be fine. He's just sleeping right now." Abby answered.
"So he's fine?" The blonde woman bent down to be eye level with Abby.
"Are you his wife?" Abby asked as her and the lady stood up.
"God no. And don't think this little brat is mine either. Im Michael's girlfriend."
'What a bitch.' Abby said to herself.
"Ok Well, when he wakes up, I'll let you know ok?"
"You mean I have to stay here and wait." The blonde asked.
"Yes, you do." By now, Abby was getting really annoyed with this woman. She looked down at the little girl and smiled at her.
The blonde women then leant over to whisper in Abby's ear. "Im not actually his girlfriend. I broke up with him a while ago. I went over to his place and he was just passed out. I just wanted to get my stuff from him (A/N: Drugs)".
"Ummm, ok." Abby wasn't quite sure why this woman was telling her this. "Do you want me to tell him something for you?"
"No, that's ok. I'll get him another time. But can you watch this little one for me, I cant stand her." With that, the blonde walked out of the hospital. Abby glared at her as she walked away. Then, she realized she was still standing with the little girl.
"Abigail right?" Abby asked.
"My daddy calls me Ab." Abby stiffened a bit. She remembered how Michael used to call her that when he wanted something from her. "Whats your name?" Abigail asked Abby.
Abby froze. "Ummm, everyone around here calls me Nurse Lockhart."
"But whats your first name?"
'This kid is full of questions.' "Well, I have the same name as you." Abby stated.
"Your name is Abigail too?" She asked.
"People call me Abby.Are you hungry or something?" She nodded and Abby took her hand and started walking towards the cafeteria.
"I thought everyone calls you Nurse Lockhart?"
"What grade are you in?" Abby asked, trying to change the subject.
"Grade 2, why?"
"Your very smart for your age."
"You still havent answered my question."
Abby smiled. She certainly was Michaels daughter. Abby remember him being exactyl like that. "Well, I thought that it would be weird with us having the same name." She finally answered, taking Abigail into the cafeteria line-up. Abby could tell that she still didn't believe her, but Abby also knew that she probably just gave up. "So, what would you like to eat?"
Abigail looked around and pointed. "I want french fries."
"Ok, french fries in the morning it is." Abby said as she ordered a small frech fries.
"Daddy never lets me have them at home." Abigail said.
"Well then, what do you eat at home?" Abby was trying to get as much information as she could.
"Healthy stuff that daddy makes me eat." Abby smiled, grabbing the fries and giving them to Abigail. "can we eat here?"
"Not really because I have to get back to work, but I'll let you sit ina more comfortable spot this time."
Abgail nodded and followed Abby back to the ER, where Abby took her to the lounge so she could keep an eye on her. Once Abigail was happily eating her fries, Abby left to go and see if Michael was awake yet.
