Abby turned off the shower and stepped out, wrapping herself in a towel. She crossed her apartment, patting herself dry and pulled on her robe. The light on her answer machine wasn't blinking, so she picked up the post on the coffee table. She settled on the sofa and switched on the TV, ripping open the first letter. Bill. Bill. Bank statement. She picked up the white envelope she'd brought back from work and opened it. It was the shift rota for the next two weeks, starting on next Monday.
Abby stood up and picked up a highlighter from the desk by the wall, going over the days she was working on both copies. She sat back down on the sofa and went through the dates, seeing whom she was working with.
Good, she was working with Susan and Carter a lot. Abby looked back at it and frowned. Luka wasn't written down anywhere. She put it down on the coffee table, it was probably just an error. She'd ask tomorrow.
She walked into work the next morning and headed straight to the lounge to put her stuff in her locker. She saw the nurse who had seen her and Luka on the sofa a few nights ago, chatting to one of her fellow nurses.
Abby opened her locker and shoved her jacket in. The door opened behind her and Luka walked in, pulling off his white lab coat. He looked tired and dishevelled.
'Hiya.' She said, pulling on her scrubs top. 'Just got off?' Luka grunted in reply, pulling his stethoscope from around his neck. He lent his head against the top of his locker.
'I have never seen so many drunken idiots in one night.' He muttered.
'Sounds fun.'
'You have no idea.' He looked over at her, and saw Abby stick a copy of her shift rota on the inside of her locker door. 'Hey, when's your lunch break?'
'One o'clock. Why?'
'Can you meet me for coffee?' He pulled on his jacket and closed his locker.
'Yeah okay.' Abby replied.
'Great, I'll see you then. Bye.'
Luka headed out of the Hospital and headed towards the El station. He could feel something nagging in the pit of his stomach. But he had to do this. He had to talk to Abby himself
