AUTHOR'S NOTE
Just a tiny little epilogue. ..Carter finally got the kick in the ass that he needed, I guess. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews.
Carter made himself a pot of coffee, and drank slowly from his cup, deep in thought...so deep in thought was he, in fact, that he almost didn't hear the knocking at his front door. Through the peephole, he couldn't be happier by who he saw. He threw open the door quickly and embraced Abby in a fierce hug.
"I missed you, Abby," he whispered.
"I missed you, too, Carter," she responded and patted him on the back, although she was a little confused by his enthusiastic greeting. As they pulled apart, she asked, "Are you okay, Carter?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he responded, just content to stare at her, hoping that he would never have to see her leave again.
"Well, get dressed. I'm taking you out for breakfast. I know you're not on until noon."
"What for?" he asked.
"Well, I felt bad about ignoring you on your birthday, but none of us really knew how to approach you or if you felt like celebrating. So, think of this as a kind of belated birthday present." Carter just kept smiling and staring at her. "Well, hurry up, we don't have all day."
"You're right," he said, running to his room. "I'm glad you came by, actually, because I need to talk to you," Carter shouted from his room as he rushed to get dressed.
"Okay," Abby answered, a little confused.
Carter reappeared a minute or so later. He was dressed and ready to go.
"That was fast," Abby remarked.
"Yup," Carter answered. "I'm not wasting any more time. Shall we?" he asked, offering his arm. Abby took it willingly and they made their way outside together.
Just a tiny little epilogue. ..Carter finally got the kick in the ass that he needed, I guess. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews.
Carter made himself a pot of coffee, and drank slowly from his cup, deep in thought...so deep in thought was he, in fact, that he almost didn't hear the knocking at his front door. Through the peephole, he couldn't be happier by who he saw. He threw open the door quickly and embraced Abby in a fierce hug.
"I missed you, Abby," he whispered.
"I missed you, too, Carter," she responded and patted him on the back, although she was a little confused by his enthusiastic greeting. As they pulled apart, she asked, "Are you okay, Carter?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he responded, just content to stare at her, hoping that he would never have to see her leave again.
"Well, get dressed. I'm taking you out for breakfast. I know you're not on until noon."
"What for?" he asked.
"Well, I felt bad about ignoring you on your birthday, but none of us really knew how to approach you or if you felt like celebrating. So, think of this as a kind of belated birthday present." Carter just kept smiling and staring at her. "Well, hurry up, we don't have all day."
"You're right," he said, running to his room. "I'm glad you came by, actually, because I need to talk to you," Carter shouted from his room as he rushed to get dressed.
"Okay," Abby answered, a little confused.
Carter reappeared a minute or so later. He was dressed and ready to go.
"That was fast," Abby remarked.
"Yup," Carter answered. "I'm not wasting any more time. Shall we?" he asked, offering his arm. Abby took it willingly and they made their way outside together.