© 2004 Kate

CHAPTER 6

AN: okay, people have asked about Molly's life and adoption and things I addressed in the first couple chapters. Everything will come in, including the adoption, Sam and Luka and all of that, but for now these next few chapters are going to be a flashback and from Abby and Carter's POV to tell their entire story. When I come back to present time they will still be sitting around Molly's room and maybe only an hour will have passed, but this way you learn everything you need to know about Abby and Carter so I can tie everything up in the end. So read on...

Yada yada yada. I don't own them, yeah I know.

ABBY'S POV

TWO YEARS AGO

I walk into the ER trying to remember my own name, no such luck. Cook County General Hospital. This was going to be different than working in OB at Mercy. I look down at the paper in my hand. It says to go straight to the admin desk and ask for the attending Susan Lewis. Okay, I can do that. Slowly I approach to find a large man eating a doughnut. This must be the desk clerk.

"Excuse me?" That was weak.

"What?" The lump grumbles.

"I was wondering if you knew where Susan Lewis is?"

Before he could answer a blonde doctor heading towards me answered, "You must be Abby Wyzinski."

"Yeah, that's me. I'm supposed to start here today."

"Okay. That's the lounge." She points to a door in the corner. "You can leave all your stuff in the locker with your name on it. The combo you can get from Frank." She points to the desk clerk. I cringe. Something tells me that he isn't the friendliest person in the world. Dr. Lewis laughs. "Hey, Frank. Give Abby here locker combination, will you." She turns back to me. "Once you're set come find me and I'll give you a tour. For today you can tag along with one of the doctors to get the lay of the land. Just pitch in wherever you can." I nod and turn towards Frank.

"Frank?" He grunts again. "My locker?"

"Yeah yeah." He hands me a piece of paper with three numbers.

I take the paper and my bag and head towards the lounge, Inside, there are lockers along two walls, a refrigerator, a coffee machine—a must have—along with a couch and a table and chairs. Sitting on one of the chairs is a man drinking a cup of coffee. He's looking over medical journals. He must be a doctor here. I look around and spot the locker with my name on it. Right in between Dr. Lewis and someone named Carter. I walk over to the locker and put my bag down. I look down at the paper in my hand. Three turns to the right, stop at 31. One full turn to the left, stop at 4. Turn to the right and stop immediately at 22. I push up the metal handle and pull back; nothing happens. I try again, still nothing. One more time. Third time is the charm. 31-4-22. Nothing. I hear a chuckle from the back of the room where the doctor is sitting. I turn to look at him. He has brown hair and brown eyes, he's tall too.

"What's so funny?"

"I used to have that locker." The anonymous doctor replies.

"Well, does it open or does Frank enjoy playing pranks on new comers?"

"Frank doesn't have the time to think of pranks. It's the locker."

I look at him but he doesn't move. He just sits there drinking his coffee. "Well?"

"What?" He looks at me. His eyes are smiling.

"You are enjoying this way to much." I tell him. I turn back to the locker and try again. Nothing. When I give the last tug he puts his hand on mine. I didn't even notice he had gotten up.

"Let me." He offers.

"By all means."

He moves me away from the locker and stands in front of it. His hands quickly turn the same combination I had tried multiple times, but for him it works. "You have to push in and then pull back."

"Thank you" I say as I begin to put my belongings away.

"I'm John Carter by the way." So he's my locker neighbor.

I smile at him. "Abby Wyzinski."

He leans back against his locker and watches as I unpack. "How long were you planning on staying?" He gestures to my duffle bag.

"I always keep extras of everything."

He nods. "Where did you work before?"

"Mercy. OB nurse."

"So how in the world were you convinced to switch to the ER?"

I smile back at him and study his face for a minute before answering. "I needed to escape a few things."

He smiles. "I know how that feels."

Maybe this place won't be so bad. He seems nice enough. Dr. Lewis seems nice. I might like it here. I have to like it here. For once, I am going to make everything work. For once in my life everything is going to be okay.

AN: sorry this chapter is so short. It's just that I wrote the entire flashback already and this was one of the good ending spots.

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