Caitlin- once again it is I!! *The stupid one doing the even numbered
chapters*
Disclaimer- I do not own ER, despite popular belief.
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"Well.. *ahem*.. children.." Carter mumbled, frantically trying to come up with an excuse. "I see you've caught us.. I suppose we can't keep it from them, Kerry. We must tell them." He snickered at the horrified look that marred her normally flawless features (a/n- *snicker*, yeah right..). "Yes, I admit it, Alyssa, Mike, we're hurt. We didn't want to worry you so we stayed shacked up in here. I was just taking Kerry's shirt off to inspect her wounds, like she had already done to me." Mike looked skeptical but Kerry gave him her infamous look that challenged him to say other wise in front of his younger sister, who gullibly bought the story. Carter finished the last of his buttons and turned to Kerry. "I'll be playing with the kids now. take your time coming out." "Thanks, John," she said flashing him a gratified smile. Carter left the room, closing it with a dull thud and led the children out back. It was still early autumn and the children were cozy in their light fleece pullovers and cotton gloves. Carter gave them a wicked grin then mercilessly began a high spirited game of tag. Forty-five minutes later Carter lay exhausted on the grass and fallen leaves with two still rambunctious (after all that running!) children running circles round his worn out form. "Come on! Just one more round?" Mike pleaded. "Yeah, one more," Alyssa agreed, once again flashing him those puppy dog eyes. Carter groaned and stiffly obliged to the children's pleads. "Fine, fine.." he mumbled. They were all unaware of the presence watching them from afar. Kerry observed John, wishing she could take back the scene in his bedroom. No doubt she had utterly enjoyed every minute of it, but she should be getting evolved with a coworker romantically. She snorted in distaste, Lord knows what happened last time. However, no matter how hard she tried to push her feelings for him into the depths of her heart just seeing him made them come hurtling to the surface again. Kerry Weaver let out an exasperated sigh for what seemed like the thousandth time that day and trudged over to the three kids. "Who's it?" she asked, genuinely curious. "I am!" shrieked Alyssa while slapping Kerry's thigh. "But now you are!" Kerry flushed at the girls comment. Alyssa didn't know any better, but the mere thought of trying to play tag embarrassed Kerry to no end. "I'm sorry little one, I'm afraid I can't because of my stupid leg. Gomen.." Mike looked horrified at what his sister had done, he knew better. "Come on Alyssa, lets go inside," Mike urged. Carter watched Mike hurry an oblivious Alyssa into the low level apartment. "I'm sorry Kerry, I'm sure that stirred memories that are better left untouched," he said trying to console her. She granted him an obviously fake smile. "It's okay, John, I'm accustomed to such things. She knew nothing better. But umm.. I really came out here to talk to you. Earlier. was a mistake." Pain then anger ran across Carter's face. "What do you mean a mistake? You regret it? God damn it Kerry, answer me!" Numerous tears threatened to spill down Kerry's cheeks, a rare thing to happen. "I'm really sorry, but I just don't think I can.."
She was cut off by John's lips claming her own. The pleasant mix of salt and Kerry's own unique taste drove Carter to progress the kiss from gentle to much more demanding. He softly lapped at her lower lip requesting entrance. She hesitantly parted her lips. Carter drove in and explored, sensually rubbing his tongue against her own. He parted from her and looked at her blush stained face.
"How can you tell me that was something to regret?" With those final words John Carter stalked back into the house, leaving Kerry all alone once again.
Disclaimer- I do not own ER, despite popular belief.
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"Well.. *ahem*.. children.." Carter mumbled, frantically trying to come up with an excuse. "I see you've caught us.. I suppose we can't keep it from them, Kerry. We must tell them." He snickered at the horrified look that marred her normally flawless features (a/n- *snicker*, yeah right..). "Yes, I admit it, Alyssa, Mike, we're hurt. We didn't want to worry you so we stayed shacked up in here. I was just taking Kerry's shirt off to inspect her wounds, like she had already done to me." Mike looked skeptical but Kerry gave him her infamous look that challenged him to say other wise in front of his younger sister, who gullibly bought the story. Carter finished the last of his buttons and turned to Kerry. "I'll be playing with the kids now. take your time coming out." "Thanks, John," she said flashing him a gratified smile. Carter left the room, closing it with a dull thud and led the children out back. It was still early autumn and the children were cozy in their light fleece pullovers and cotton gloves. Carter gave them a wicked grin then mercilessly began a high spirited game of tag. Forty-five minutes later Carter lay exhausted on the grass and fallen leaves with two still rambunctious (after all that running!) children running circles round his worn out form. "Come on! Just one more round?" Mike pleaded. "Yeah, one more," Alyssa agreed, once again flashing him those puppy dog eyes. Carter groaned and stiffly obliged to the children's pleads. "Fine, fine.." he mumbled. They were all unaware of the presence watching them from afar. Kerry observed John, wishing she could take back the scene in his bedroom. No doubt she had utterly enjoyed every minute of it, but she should be getting evolved with a coworker romantically. She snorted in distaste, Lord knows what happened last time. However, no matter how hard she tried to push her feelings for him into the depths of her heart just seeing him made them come hurtling to the surface again. Kerry Weaver let out an exasperated sigh for what seemed like the thousandth time that day and trudged over to the three kids. "Who's it?" she asked, genuinely curious. "I am!" shrieked Alyssa while slapping Kerry's thigh. "But now you are!" Kerry flushed at the girls comment. Alyssa didn't know any better, but the mere thought of trying to play tag embarrassed Kerry to no end. "I'm sorry little one, I'm afraid I can't because of my stupid leg. Gomen.." Mike looked horrified at what his sister had done, he knew better. "Come on Alyssa, lets go inside," Mike urged. Carter watched Mike hurry an oblivious Alyssa into the low level apartment. "I'm sorry Kerry, I'm sure that stirred memories that are better left untouched," he said trying to console her. She granted him an obviously fake smile. "It's okay, John, I'm accustomed to such things. She knew nothing better. But umm.. I really came out here to talk to you. Earlier. was a mistake." Pain then anger ran across Carter's face. "What do you mean a mistake? You regret it? God damn it Kerry, answer me!" Numerous tears threatened to spill down Kerry's cheeks, a rare thing to happen. "I'm really sorry, but I just don't think I can.."
She was cut off by John's lips claming her own. The pleasant mix of salt and Kerry's own unique taste drove Carter to progress the kiss from gentle to much more demanding. He softly lapped at her lower lip requesting entrance. She hesitantly parted her lips. Carter drove in and explored, sensually rubbing his tongue against her own. He parted from her and looked at her blush stained face.
"How can you tell me that was something to regret?" With those final words John Carter stalked back into the house, leaving Kerry all alone once again.