Chapter 4: Phone call home
A/N: So sorry for the time that it took me to update this, but I got wrapped up in school and didn't have the time with everything that has been going on. Life has to come first sometimes. Please as always read and review!
Carter couldn't wait now to get back to Chicago and to his Abby. Fate had kept them apart long enough and it was time that they worked on what ever might be between them. He wanted that house in the suburbs with the white picket fence. She filled his thoughts, his every waking breath as he boarded the plane for home. There was nothing but an ocean between them, nothing keeping him from crossing that ocean back to the one person who held onto his heart. Home, that word didn't seem as scary anymore now that he knew that he had something to go home to.
He watched as the plane taxied to the end of the runway to take him away from Africa. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. They were in the air now, nothing but time. He leaned back in the somewhat uncomfortable airplane seat and closed his eyes. He could see her standing there in front of him. Looking at him as if time had stopped. He could see the love in her eyes. He missed her more than he had missed anyone else in his life. Suddenly the reasons for leaving in the first place seemed nothing more than trivial.
After several hours they landed in London for a stop over. It was late now and he wasn't sure if she would be home, working or sleeping. They had a short layover at Heathrow, when he got off the plane; he found a phone and left a message on her machine.
"Abby it's John, I know that you are probably working hard at County, and I'm not sure why I decided to call you at home, knowing that you would be there, I guess that I just wanted to leave this telling you that I love you with all my heart and I will be home soon. I promise you that I will be home soon." Soon he'd be home, he loved her with all his heart, he knew that now after all this time, going away spending the time away just opened his eyes to how much he had at home, what he had walked away from, what he had been so quick to try to throw away, and it wouldn't be much longer now before he was home there with her. He wasn't ever going to leave her like that again. That was one promise that he knew that he could keep, to her and to himself.
Abby paced back and forth watching the clock. Her shift had just started, she had patients that she was taking care of, yet time seemed to stand still. Carter was flying home and would be here in about 12 hours. She didn't know how she was going to stand the time. It dragged on and on. Nothing made it go faster it was just the opposite. Seconds seemed to be lasting hours and minutes lasting like they were days. She went from patient to patient, getting thru their complaints thinking just 12 more hours. I get to pick him up at the end of my shift, just get to the end of my shift.
6 hours later she was taking her break. Just 6 more hours, Abby, just 6 more hours you can make it. She leaned back against the back of the couch in the lounge. When she closed her eyes she could see his smiling face. "You're coming home to me." She said to herself. The thought of Carter brought a smile to her face. She missed him more than she had missed anyone else in the world. The first letter that he had written her was taped to the inside of her locker where she could look at it whenever her heart ached for him. She had pictures of them together now taped up inside of it. Carter was the one great love of her life, and she was going to do whatever she could to keep him there.
Her break somehow managed to fly by fast. Her beeper bringing her back from the world of dreams, how could something go by so fast, but yet the rest of the night do nothing but drag on. She got up and headed back out to the ER, there was a trauma coming in and she was expected to help with it. Just 6 more hours, just 6 more hours.
A/N: So sorry for the time that it took me to update this, but I got wrapped up in school and didn't have the time with everything that has been going on. Life has to come first sometimes. Please as always read and review!
Carter couldn't wait now to get back to Chicago and to his Abby. Fate had kept them apart long enough and it was time that they worked on what ever might be between them. He wanted that house in the suburbs with the white picket fence. She filled his thoughts, his every waking breath as he boarded the plane for home. There was nothing but an ocean between them, nothing keeping him from crossing that ocean back to the one person who held onto his heart. Home, that word didn't seem as scary anymore now that he knew that he had something to go home to.
He watched as the plane taxied to the end of the runway to take him away from Africa. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. They were in the air now, nothing but time. He leaned back in the somewhat uncomfortable airplane seat and closed his eyes. He could see her standing there in front of him. Looking at him as if time had stopped. He could see the love in her eyes. He missed her more than he had missed anyone else in his life. Suddenly the reasons for leaving in the first place seemed nothing more than trivial.
After several hours they landed in London for a stop over. It was late now and he wasn't sure if she would be home, working or sleeping. They had a short layover at Heathrow, when he got off the plane; he found a phone and left a message on her machine.
"Abby it's John, I know that you are probably working hard at County, and I'm not sure why I decided to call you at home, knowing that you would be there, I guess that I just wanted to leave this telling you that I love you with all my heart and I will be home soon. I promise you that I will be home soon." Soon he'd be home, he loved her with all his heart, he knew that now after all this time, going away spending the time away just opened his eyes to how much he had at home, what he had walked away from, what he had been so quick to try to throw away, and it wouldn't be much longer now before he was home there with her. He wasn't ever going to leave her like that again. That was one promise that he knew that he could keep, to her and to himself.
Abby paced back and forth watching the clock. Her shift had just started, she had patients that she was taking care of, yet time seemed to stand still. Carter was flying home and would be here in about 12 hours. She didn't know how she was going to stand the time. It dragged on and on. Nothing made it go faster it was just the opposite. Seconds seemed to be lasting hours and minutes lasting like they were days. She went from patient to patient, getting thru their complaints thinking just 12 more hours. I get to pick him up at the end of my shift, just get to the end of my shift.
6 hours later she was taking her break. Just 6 more hours, Abby, just 6 more hours you can make it. She leaned back against the back of the couch in the lounge. When she closed her eyes she could see his smiling face. "You're coming home to me." She said to herself. The thought of Carter brought a smile to her face. She missed him more than she had missed anyone else in the world. The first letter that he had written her was taped to the inside of her locker where she could look at it whenever her heart ached for him. She had pictures of them together now taped up inside of it. Carter was the one great love of her life, and she was going to do whatever she could to keep him there.
Her break somehow managed to fly by fast. Her beeper bringing her back from the world of dreams, how could something go by so fast, but yet the rest of the night do nothing but drag on. She got up and headed back out to the ER, there was a trauma coming in and she was expected to help with it. Just 6 more hours, just 6 more hours.