Authors Note- Sorry, No reviews in this chapter either, I will do my best to get some up in tomorrows chapter. Anyways here is the next chapter, hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer- Not ours.
Rating- PG 13
Summary- Abby and Carter met. They kissed. Then they decided they didn't want to be together. So they kissed again. Then again. But they still weren't together. Carter snapped at Abby, Abby to offense to his anger, thought he didn't want her, she ran away, got hit by a car......
We start down on the wooden path towards the shore. The wind blows in the perfect direction. My hand is held tightly in hers. We walk in the silence of the water hitting against the bare shore. The warm sand slips in between my toes and sends me back to my childhood, the days at the lake that would let me relax and forget about my family, even if was only for a few moments. I see a figure rising out from the distance and Zoey's hand starts to wave. The figure is actual two people. A man and a woman, an older couple, yet all smiling.
"Zoey, Dr. Lockhart. How are you today?" Zoey gives them on of her million dollar smiles and I give them a subtle one.
"Good. And you?" The man puts his arms around his wife's shoulders.
"Couldn't be better... Thank you once again for everything you've done for us." I wish I knew what he was talking about, I wish I knew where I was and who these people were. But I don't. I simply have to stay with the unmentioned.
"You're welcome." Zoey attempts to wrap her arms around my waist, and settles her head into my thigh. My skirt flaps gentle in the wind, shielding her from the sun for a few seconds. Why do I never have any of these memories, yet they come to me? I would always watch the mothers and daughters; the special bonds they shared. I never had that with my mother. We were too different, I despised her. She hated me. I tied her down. She wanted to fly.
"When you were the only doctor that could give us hope, we knew you were heaven sent. Thank you for giving us a second chance." When did I become a doctor? It had been on of my dreams. Yet I never had the chance to finish it. I never got to do the things I loved. Sometimes I would regret it, sometimes I just didn't care. I knew I had the potential to change people's lives, but I knew i would screw up somewhere along teh lines. Maybe I hadn't just yet. The woman reaches over and gives me a hug, so does the man. I gratefully return the gesture and Zoey starts to pull me away from the couple. They say a quick goodbye and Zoey and I begin walking back towards the path.
The sky has begun to dim, the once clear sky has turned a ghastly grey. The clouds are heavy with signs of rain. We continue walking, this time under the trees, following the green path along the shore. Sure enough, the rain starts to fall, but not heavily. A gentle cascade; almost soothing. Zoey walks with a hop in her step, swinging my arm back and forth. "Mummy.. What did you do to make someone cry?" I shoot my daughter a puzzled look. She's my daughter. The unknown child I would think of in the middle of the night from time to time. The little face I would see when I would hold a newborn baby. The person I thought I would never meet.
"Mummy! You told me that when it rains, it means that someone that really loves you is crying." I pick her up into my arms and walk shielding her from the rain that I have a feeling I caused. I just don't know why or how. We reach a patch of trees that are just beginning to blossom. The trees are covered in pink and white petals, littering the ground with them. It's like walking through a fairy land, or a forest. It's beautiful. Simply beautiful.
"Our bench, mum! You almost passed it silly..." I give the little girl a kiss on the cheek and sit down on the bench. I look out at the shore and watch the rain tap on the water. We were perfectly protected under the trees. She lays her head down into my lap and I run my fingers up and down her cheek. I hear a bark in the distance and turn my head gently to see what it is. A golden retriever starts to run towards us and sits down in front of Zoey and she pets his mane. He pushes his head under my hand and I scratch his head. He lies down at my feet and Zoey begins to sit up. She stands up on the bench and looks back towards the direction where the dog came from. Her cheery little voice echoes through the park.
"Becca!" I turn around and see a woman walking towards me. She has dark brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. She's so full of life, even from a distance. She radiates joy. She's wearing khaki Capri's and a sleeveless white top. She picks Zoey off the bench and gives her a kiss. She twirls her around and Zoey giggles with glee. She places her down on the grass.
"Zoey, can you take Scruffy for a few minutes? Me and your mom have to talk for a sec."
She nods her head quickly and calls the dog over to her side. If he stood on his hind legs he would be taller than her. I watch them go out towards the beach. The sky has cleared up and the sun came out again, almost instantly drying the surrounding world.
"She's wonderful isn't she?" I nod my head and look back at the woman. The happiness quickly erased itself from her face, and she was starring out at deep waters.
"You're not supposed to be here."
The words fumble off her tongue carelessly, as if she hates me for what I've done, for all the reasons I ended up here. I still don't even know what here is anymore.
"Where am I?" She runs her hand through her hair, and shakes her head as if dismissing the question.
"You have the chance I never got." I look at her for an explanation but I get nothing. She stares out, the tears begin to flow. She quickly wipes them away. I watch Zoey lumber her way up the slope and she comes running towards me and I open my arms. She jumps into them and I receive another kiss.
"Zoey, sweetie, you have to say good-bye to your mom." The world trigger something inside of me, holding on to her tighter and tighter, squeezing the life out of her. I can't leave her. I can't. I destroyed her.
"Abby... It's not your time.. You still have a purpose." I start to shake my head, she stares at me lifelessly. I wish I knew what was going on. Where am I? What am I doing here? Why am I here? Who is she?
"A purpose for what?" The tears begin to fill my eyes from frustration. I wish I could have my questions answered.
"You'll know." I start to shake my head.
"No." Zoey starts to push away from me, and I can't reach out and grab her, she's too far. She walks quickly into the woman's arms and she holds my daughter.
"It's okay mummy... I love you. Becca will take care of me. She did before, too.." I wipe the tears from my eyes and hold on to my shaking body. The woman whispers something to Zoey and she takes her necklace off her neck and starts to hand it towards me. I take it and put it around my neck. It rests perfectly around my neck. The woman also takes something, a ring, and hands it to me. I take it in my hand and hold it for a while, not quite sure what she wants me to do with it.
"Tell him that its time to let go." I look at her absolutely nonplussed. Tell whom its time to let go of what? I'm completely lost in an alien world, of strange faces and lost dreams.
"Take care of them. Tell them I send my love." Who is this 'them' she speaks of? I don't want to go back. I don't know where I"m supposed to be going back to. Work? Another state? Another city? I wish I could figure it all out. I reach for them, but they are so far away. I can't reach them anymore. Everything begins to turn darker and blacker. The pain in my chest is starting to hurt. I can't breathe. The air isn't coming to my lungs. I can't feel my body. I have no control. Everything is starting to spin.
Gasping for air.
Wanting to breathe.
Darkness.
Blackness...
My lungs burn.
Pain pierces every part of my body.
I want to go back.
~Preview~
"Sure." Its barley audible, but I hear it. I turn to leave, but she reaches out and grabs my arm one more time. "John... Grieve. Cry. Anything." She pleads. I shake my head, yeah, just like I grieved for Becca, or Bobby... What good does it do, it doesn't help me, it doesn't help my children.
Disclaimer- Not ours.
Rating- PG 13
Summary- Abby and Carter met. They kissed. Then they decided they didn't want to be together. So they kissed again. Then again. But they still weren't together. Carter snapped at Abby, Abby to offense to his anger, thought he didn't want her, she ran away, got hit by a car......
We start down on the wooden path towards the shore. The wind blows in the perfect direction. My hand is held tightly in hers. We walk in the silence of the water hitting against the bare shore. The warm sand slips in between my toes and sends me back to my childhood, the days at the lake that would let me relax and forget about my family, even if was only for a few moments. I see a figure rising out from the distance and Zoey's hand starts to wave. The figure is actual two people. A man and a woman, an older couple, yet all smiling.
"Zoey, Dr. Lockhart. How are you today?" Zoey gives them on of her million dollar smiles and I give them a subtle one.
"Good. And you?" The man puts his arms around his wife's shoulders.
"Couldn't be better... Thank you once again for everything you've done for us." I wish I knew what he was talking about, I wish I knew where I was and who these people were. But I don't. I simply have to stay with the unmentioned.
"You're welcome." Zoey attempts to wrap her arms around my waist, and settles her head into my thigh. My skirt flaps gentle in the wind, shielding her from the sun for a few seconds. Why do I never have any of these memories, yet they come to me? I would always watch the mothers and daughters; the special bonds they shared. I never had that with my mother. We were too different, I despised her. She hated me. I tied her down. She wanted to fly.
"When you were the only doctor that could give us hope, we knew you were heaven sent. Thank you for giving us a second chance." When did I become a doctor? It had been on of my dreams. Yet I never had the chance to finish it. I never got to do the things I loved. Sometimes I would regret it, sometimes I just didn't care. I knew I had the potential to change people's lives, but I knew i would screw up somewhere along teh lines. Maybe I hadn't just yet. The woman reaches over and gives me a hug, so does the man. I gratefully return the gesture and Zoey starts to pull me away from the couple. They say a quick goodbye and Zoey and I begin walking back towards the path.
The sky has begun to dim, the once clear sky has turned a ghastly grey. The clouds are heavy with signs of rain. We continue walking, this time under the trees, following the green path along the shore. Sure enough, the rain starts to fall, but not heavily. A gentle cascade; almost soothing. Zoey walks with a hop in her step, swinging my arm back and forth. "Mummy.. What did you do to make someone cry?" I shoot my daughter a puzzled look. She's my daughter. The unknown child I would think of in the middle of the night from time to time. The little face I would see when I would hold a newborn baby. The person I thought I would never meet.
"Mummy! You told me that when it rains, it means that someone that really loves you is crying." I pick her up into my arms and walk shielding her from the rain that I have a feeling I caused. I just don't know why or how. We reach a patch of trees that are just beginning to blossom. The trees are covered in pink and white petals, littering the ground with them. It's like walking through a fairy land, or a forest. It's beautiful. Simply beautiful.
"Our bench, mum! You almost passed it silly..." I give the little girl a kiss on the cheek and sit down on the bench. I look out at the shore and watch the rain tap on the water. We were perfectly protected under the trees. She lays her head down into my lap and I run my fingers up and down her cheek. I hear a bark in the distance and turn my head gently to see what it is. A golden retriever starts to run towards us and sits down in front of Zoey and she pets his mane. He pushes his head under my hand and I scratch his head. He lies down at my feet and Zoey begins to sit up. She stands up on the bench and looks back towards the direction where the dog came from. Her cheery little voice echoes through the park.
"Becca!" I turn around and see a woman walking towards me. She has dark brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. She's so full of life, even from a distance. She radiates joy. She's wearing khaki Capri's and a sleeveless white top. She picks Zoey off the bench and gives her a kiss. She twirls her around and Zoey giggles with glee. She places her down on the grass.
"Zoey, can you take Scruffy for a few minutes? Me and your mom have to talk for a sec."
She nods her head quickly and calls the dog over to her side. If he stood on his hind legs he would be taller than her. I watch them go out towards the beach. The sky has cleared up and the sun came out again, almost instantly drying the surrounding world.
"She's wonderful isn't she?" I nod my head and look back at the woman. The happiness quickly erased itself from her face, and she was starring out at deep waters.
"You're not supposed to be here."
The words fumble off her tongue carelessly, as if she hates me for what I've done, for all the reasons I ended up here. I still don't even know what here is anymore.
"Where am I?" She runs her hand through her hair, and shakes her head as if dismissing the question.
"You have the chance I never got." I look at her for an explanation but I get nothing. She stares out, the tears begin to flow. She quickly wipes them away. I watch Zoey lumber her way up the slope and she comes running towards me and I open my arms. She jumps into them and I receive another kiss.
"Zoey, sweetie, you have to say good-bye to your mom." The world trigger something inside of me, holding on to her tighter and tighter, squeezing the life out of her. I can't leave her. I can't. I destroyed her.
"Abby... It's not your time.. You still have a purpose." I start to shake my head, she stares at me lifelessly. I wish I knew what was going on. Where am I? What am I doing here? Why am I here? Who is she?
"A purpose for what?" The tears begin to fill my eyes from frustration. I wish I could have my questions answered.
"You'll know." I start to shake my head.
"No." Zoey starts to push away from me, and I can't reach out and grab her, she's too far. She walks quickly into the woman's arms and she holds my daughter.
"It's okay mummy... I love you. Becca will take care of me. She did before, too.." I wipe the tears from my eyes and hold on to my shaking body. The woman whispers something to Zoey and she takes her necklace off her neck and starts to hand it towards me. I take it and put it around my neck. It rests perfectly around my neck. The woman also takes something, a ring, and hands it to me. I take it in my hand and hold it for a while, not quite sure what she wants me to do with it.
"Tell him that its time to let go." I look at her absolutely nonplussed. Tell whom its time to let go of what? I'm completely lost in an alien world, of strange faces and lost dreams.
"Take care of them. Tell them I send my love." Who is this 'them' she speaks of? I don't want to go back. I don't know where I"m supposed to be going back to. Work? Another state? Another city? I wish I could figure it all out. I reach for them, but they are so far away. I can't reach them anymore. Everything begins to turn darker and blacker. The pain in my chest is starting to hurt. I can't breathe. The air isn't coming to my lungs. I can't feel my body. I have no control. Everything is starting to spin.
Gasping for air.
Wanting to breathe.
Darkness.
Blackness...
My lungs burn.
Pain pierces every part of my body.
I want to go back.
~Preview~
"Sure." Its barley audible, but I hear it. I turn to leave, but she reaches out and grabs my arm one more time. "John... Grieve. Cry. Anything." She pleads. I shake my head, yeah, just like I grieved for Becca, or Bobby... What good does it do, it doesn't help me, it doesn't help my children.