Ok, chapter seven here we go, I hope that you like it so far….
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"You ok?" Susan asked approaching Abby. Abby looked back at her wearily, "Where's your Mom?" She asked as they began to walk.
"Went back to my apartment." Abby said glumly.
"You want to hide out with me in the suture room?" Susan offered.
"Who're you hiding from?" Abby asked smiling a little.
"Weaver, who else?" Susan shrugged smiling back.
"Course." Abby nodded. "Thanks for the offer, I should find Amelia." Abby explained.
"Ahh, the errant sister nobody knew about." Susan joked.
"Half sister." Abby clarified
"Pratt's covering for her for an hour, I think she headed to the roof." Susan said
"Thanks." Abby said.
"No problem, listen if you want to talk about any of this then you know where I am." Susan said smiling.
"Thanks Susan." Abby replied smiling back. "I'll see you later." She called over her shoulder heading for the elevators.
As the elevator doors slid open on the roof Abby stepped off spying the solitary figure standing by the wall, she hung back for a second watching her, she sighed deeply shaking her head, she'd been convinced that Amelia had escaped all of this, that she would never again have to deal with her dysfunctional family, and that she would be better for it. Now though, not only was Abby's sordid family history prime gossip in the ER again but Amelia's was too, the can of worms was well and truly open.
Amelia glanced over her shoulder sensing another presence. She saw Abby and turned back to look out over the city. It looked amazing she thought. There was only one reason Abby would be up here, she knew that she was in for a sisterly chat, taking a long drag on her cigarette she closed her eyes, she kept them closed as she felt Abby beside her.
"She wants to talk to you." Abby said quietly, unassumingly.
Amelia didn't reply, she didn't move, Abby reached over taking the cigarette out of her hand and taking a long drag herself. She sighed, running her free hand through her hair. "She's on her meds, she's coping. And she wants to see you." Abby said staring straight ahead. Again Amelia didn't respond, she dug in her pocket though, bringing out the packet of cigarettes and her lighter, lighting up another one, figuring that she'd lost the first to Abby.
"I thought you were off today." Abby said filling the silence
"Susan called me in, said you were swamped." Amelia replied.
Abby nodded shivering slightly. "I'm sorry." She said creasing her forehead looking over at Amelia.
Amelia nodded a couple of times before looking over at Abby. "I had this whole thing planned you know." She said pausing looking back aimlessly at the city. "I had this picture in my head of what it would be like if I ever saw her again, god if I ever saw any of you again." She laughed bitterly, swallowing. "That wasn't it. It was, I was." She stopped sighing bringing her cigarette up to her lips again. "That's not how it was supposed to happen." She finished another mirthless laugh escaping her lips. They fell silent, both lost as to what to say next.
"Please talk to her." Abby said sighing.
"Why, because you have to deal with the fall out if I don't." Amelia said sarcastically.
"Partly." Abby nodded.
"You don't know that it isn't going to be worse if do talk to her." Amelia countered.
"That's true." Abby conceded, "But at least you will have told her, and that way I don't have to go home and tell her that you won't even see her." Abby shrugged smiling a little.
"Self protection?" Amelia questioned.
Abby nodded "I'm pretty good at it." She mused.
"I'd noticed." Amelia nodded back, a wry smile creeping up on her lips. "I'm shit at it." She added.
"Good to know." Abby nodded. "Plus, I'm your older sister so you pretty much have to do what I say." Abby added feigning seriousness.
"Oh is that the game we're playing?" Amelia said looking over at her. "Well in that case, you're gonna have to give me another cigarette." Amelia said holding out her packet. "I'm all out."
"Technically, I should probably lecture you about the evils of smoking." Abby quipped reaching into her pocket.
"Well then you're going to have to set a better example." Amelia said taking a cigarette from Abby's packet.
"We don't have to follow all the rules." Abby said almost flippantly.
"Ok." Amelia shrugged.
"So, you'll talk to her?" Abby asked hopefully.
"No." Amelia sighed, "But I'll listen to what she has to say." Amelia said reasonably.
"Thank you." Abby said smiling over at her.
"I'm being paged." Amelia said retrieving her pager from her pocket, stamping her cigarette out. Abby did the same and they headed for the stairs.
"Let me just clarify this." Amelia started as they headed down the stairs, "I still get to be your boss at work, right?" Abby looked over at her slightly confused a smile playing on her lips. "You're the med student, the older sister rules don't apply there." Amelia mocked.
"Only when I'm a nurse." Abby smiled.
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