Disclaimer: For the fourth time, I do not own ER. Whoever asked me to do a Neela and Abby fic with them, sure I would gladly do one with you.
Neela's Point Of View
I walked into the ER expecting to have an ordinary happy day. I didn't expect what I was about to find out later that evening. I knew something was wrong because Gallant barely talked to me all day. In the back of my mind I was hoping that he was only busy and didn't have the time. Unfortunatly, it didn't turn out that way.
"Neela," Gallant sighed, "We need to talk."
I stared at him. He just spoke the 4 most dreaded words ever in a relationship.
"You know," I told him, "That's not what I want to here." I said cracking.
"No no, don't think that. I'm not breaking up with you." He smiled.
"Then what is it?" I asked, still worried.
"Well, I was called up, oh Neela I don't know how to say this." He said looking down to the ground. We were in the ambulance bay now. The same place our relationship started, and may end.
"Well," He began, "I'm being deported to Iraq." He said looking into my eyes.
"What?" I asked him, but my mind screamed no.
"I'm...I'm going to go to Iraq, they called me." He said.
"No, I mean why, why are you leaving me?" I asked him, crying.
"I...its not like I want to Neela, you know that." He said, his hands on my shoulders.
I didn't say anything. I stared at the ground. Tears were falling down my face. I felt them. I knew I couldn't do anything. No matter how hard I tried, he would go. I knew he still loved me, but somewhere deep in my heart I thought maybe he didn't. I told myself not to think such nasty things and looked up at him. He was taller then me.
"I love you Michael." I said crying harder.
"I know, Neela, I love you too." He told me.
We continued looking into eachothers eyes. I saw him leaning in, and I did the same. Pretty soon our lips were touching and we were kissing. This is where all the memories came flooding back. All the good times we had shared were going through my mind. We stopped and I smiled. He wasn't leaving yet, but I was still feeling empty. I knew I wouldn't be able to face him the same again the next day.
"You better come back, you know that right?" I asked him in my accent.
"Yeah, yeah I do....and I will." He said, "You just better be a dang good doctor when I do." He smiled.
"I will." I said simply. "Well, see you tomorrow." I said turning.
I ran into the hospital crying, knowing that I was never going to be able to get over this. Even it did stop running through my mind I knew it was still going to be there, somewhere. I would never forget the man I loved, Dr. Michael Gallant.
Sorry if this chapter is kinda short but I wanted to get started on the other chapter tonight. So check for both of them! Please Review! And the person who wanted to write a Abby/Neela story with me, please email me at neela_rasgotra@hotmail or IM me on MSN. Please Review!
Neela's Point Of View
I walked into the ER expecting to have an ordinary happy day. I didn't expect what I was about to find out later that evening. I knew something was wrong because Gallant barely talked to me all day. In the back of my mind I was hoping that he was only busy and didn't have the time. Unfortunatly, it didn't turn out that way.
"Neela," Gallant sighed, "We need to talk."
I stared at him. He just spoke the 4 most dreaded words ever in a relationship.
"You know," I told him, "That's not what I want to here." I said cracking.
"No no, don't think that. I'm not breaking up with you." He smiled.
"Then what is it?" I asked, still worried.
"Well, I was called up, oh Neela I don't know how to say this." He said looking down to the ground. We were in the ambulance bay now. The same place our relationship started, and may end.
"Well," He began, "I'm being deported to Iraq." He said looking into my eyes.
"What?" I asked him, but my mind screamed no.
"I'm...I'm going to go to Iraq, they called me." He said.
"No, I mean why, why are you leaving me?" I asked him, crying.
"I...its not like I want to Neela, you know that." He said, his hands on my shoulders.
I didn't say anything. I stared at the ground. Tears were falling down my face. I felt them. I knew I couldn't do anything. No matter how hard I tried, he would go. I knew he still loved me, but somewhere deep in my heart I thought maybe he didn't. I told myself not to think such nasty things and looked up at him. He was taller then me.
"I love you Michael." I said crying harder.
"I know, Neela, I love you too." He told me.
We continued looking into eachothers eyes. I saw him leaning in, and I did the same. Pretty soon our lips were touching and we were kissing. This is where all the memories came flooding back. All the good times we had shared were going through my mind. We stopped and I smiled. He wasn't leaving yet, but I was still feeling empty. I knew I wouldn't be able to face him the same again the next day.
"You better come back, you know that right?" I asked him in my accent.
"Yeah, yeah I do....and I will." He said, "You just better be a dang good doctor when I do." He smiled.
"I will." I said simply. "Well, see you tomorrow." I said turning.
I ran into the hospital crying, knowing that I was never going to be able to get over this. Even it did stop running through my mind I knew it was still going to be there, somewhere. I would never forget the man I loved, Dr. Michael Gallant.
Sorry if this chapter is kinda short but I wanted to get started on the other chapter tonight. So check for both of them! Please Review! And the person who wanted to write a Abby/Neela story with me, please email me at neela_rasgotra@hotmail or IM me on MSN. Please Review!