Chapter 9: Three Little Words
Abby heard a strange noise. What was that ring? Carter groaned. He had heard the phone but didn't want to answer it, he picked it up and then set it back down. He rolled on it his back and blinked his eyes.
"Carter, what was that noise? Abby asked, her eyes still closed.
"Our wake up call." He said groaning. "I asked them to send us one so we wouldn't be late."
"Is it really morning already? Couldn't your sister get married in the evening?"
"No she is sadistic." He said, "I don't want to get up anymore than you do. I'm happy right here. What do you say to just staying in bed?"
"Don't tempt me."
"I'd love to tempt you." He said as he sat up.
"Well, since I'm already on your mother's bad side, I better not cause you to miss your sister's wedding."
Carter looked at her, "no I want to go, besides I want to see that dress you bought for this occasion. Since you've been keeping it a secret all this time."
"I think you will like it. Can you order us some breakfast while I take a quick shower?"
"Anything special that you want?" He asked as he picked up the phone.
"No, whatever you want. I just need something in my stomach to keep the butterflies down."
He smiled at her, "go take your shower, I'll make it something light for you."
Carter called downstairs and got them bagels, coffee and eggs. Abby emerged from the bathroom, her hair and the rest of her wrapped in a towel. Carter handed her a cup of coffee, "do you want cream cheese on your bagel?"
"Please," she said, as she sipped at the coffee.
"Here you go." He said handing it to her. "I'm off to shower, we only have about an hour before the car is here if I know my mother."
"As soon as you are out of the shower, I will dry my hair. I will be ready on time."
"I know you will." He said as headed off to the bathroom. He showered quick, he didn't want her stressing over not having enough time. He walked out wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. "You can have the bathroom Abby."
"Thank you, sweetie," she said. She carried her garment bag and makeup case into the bathroom with her.
He sat down on the bed and finished drying off. He pulled his tux out of the closet. He dressed and walked over to the bathroom door, "Everything okay in there," he called thru the shut door.
"Yes, I should be out in just a bit." Abby looked at her reflection. She had pulled her hair up into a loose french twist. Then she slipped on her dress. Susan had been right, the dress looked like it had been made just for her. She opened the door and stepped out.
"Abby you are stunning." He said looking at her. He had never seen her looking so good. "I bought you this." He said handing her the box from Tiffany's
"Oh John. What is this?"
"I thought that you would look stunning with this, I don't know if you like diamonds or not, but I thought that it wouldn't hurt." He had picked out a small heart shaped diamond pendant. "May I help you with that."
Abby nodded then turned to give him access to fasten the clasp. He slipped the necklace around her neck, he did up the clasp and looked at her.
"You are amazing." He said to her stepping closer to her, he ran his hands down her back, "Abby you are truly beautiful."
Abby felt his warm hands in between the criss-crossed straps of her dress. Abby slid her hands down the dress, "Are you sure you like it?"
"Yes," He said stepping back to look at her. She was absolutely stunning. Abby was standing there before him in a floor length gown of a dark chocolate color, it hugged her waist and hips, it looked as if the gown had been made just for her. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world. I love it, I was a fool not to trust you
"Susan was teasing me. She said only I would pick out a dress just because it matched my boyfriend's eyes." Abby let her eyes sweep over Carter, "You are looking very handsome yourself. Have I ever told you how good you look in a tux?
"Yeah, you have." He said. "That night you...never mind." Carter said biting his tongue.
"What?"
"The night we went to Gamma's fundraiser at the Natural History Museum."
"Did I really say that. I know I was thinking it, but I didn't think I had the guts to say it out loud."
"Yes, I think we were both just feeling a little awkward that night." He said smiling at her as he extended her arm, "Shall we go?"
Abby took a deep breath, then took his arm. "I'm ready."
"We'll be fine. It will be a short ceremony. Barbara hates long ones, she always has. Just some quick 'I do's,' then we can kick back and party for awhile."
"Just don't leave me alone with your mother."
"I won't, Dad maybe, but not mom." He said leading her out of the hotel room, Carter made sure she was clear of the door before pulling it shut
As they walked toward the elevator Abby was surprised how relaxed she felt. Maybe Susan was right. The dress did give her confidence. That, and the wonderful man by her side.
Carter felt that she was much more relaxed, for the first time all trip she wasn't cutting the circulation off to his hand or arm. He guided her out of the elevator and to the car. "Don't get too used to this, I only have the jeep in Chicago."
"I like the jeep," she said, as she slid into the car.
"I know you do," he said sliding in next to her. "Can I ask you something Abby?"
"What?"
"Would you be happy living a life like this?"
"You mean limos and 5 star hotels?"
"Limo's, formal events, having everything you could want at your finger tips. Not having to worry about getting the rent paid," he said. He wanted to know how she would feel being asked to be a part of his world.
"If it meant being with you, I could get used to it."
"I had this feeling inside that you would say that." He said taking her hand in his.
Abby looked at him, and held his gaze. "John, what are you getting at?"
"Nothing." He said to her changing the subject, "I'm just enjoying being here with you. Stealing a moment alone with you before we can't get away."
"Ok," she said, not entirely believing him.
He leaned over and kissed her as the car came to a stop. "I just want you to know that I love you." Abby looked at him and smiled as the door of the limo opened and the driver reached his hand in to help her out.
He slid out of the limo, "let's go get this over with, I'm sure that Barbie is thinking the same thing about now too. I know they drive her as nuts as they drive me."
"I can't wait to see her. I'm sure she will be wearing the most amazing gown."
Carter thought to himself, 'there'd only be one person more beautiful.' "Yeah, I'm sure she will be."
As they stood in the foyer of the church, Carter leaned over just loud enough for Abby to hear him, "I can't wait to get you out of your gown."
Abby just looked at him for a minute. "I can't believe you said that here."
"No one heard me," he said smiling. "besides it's the truth." Carter couldn't get the smile off his face.
"Your going to pay for that."
"Oh, I am." He said, "that I might enjoy."
"John, just shut up.," Abby said, not looking at him.
"I will, let's go sit down." He said. He knew that he had taken that further than he should have.
Abby took the arm of the usher as he lead them to their seat. She slid into the second pew, and felt Carter slid in next to her.
Carter sat there. He watched the ushers seat people. The church was nearly full. He noticed people who had been business associates of his parents. He nodded as he mother was ushered to the pew in front of them. Eleanor looked straight ahead, and didn't acknowledge her son. John wasn't shocked at her. He reached over and took Abby's hand in his. This was going to be a long day, but at least he didn't have to listen to his mother tell him how bad Abby was supposedly going to be for him.
Abby felt John stiffen next to her, she couldn't believe a mother, any mother wouldn't be proud to have John as her son. Maybe what Eleanor thought wasn't important.
Carter watched as they begin to take their places. His brother-in-law didn't look all that bad. He was sure that Barbie wouldn't have entered into this lightly. They started the music and the bridesmaids began to enter. As the music changed to "Here Comes the Bride" Abby stood, still holding Carter's hand. He watched as his big sister walked down the isle next to his dad. She was so beautiful. She looked like a fairy tale princess, walking in the clouds, the gown was cut low on top, tight to Barbie's waist, with layers of chiffon flowing down in ruffles. He couldn't believe that was his big sister. Abby noticed him looking a little misty. She gave his hand a quick squeeze.
Carter took his eyes off Barbie for a minute and looked at Abby. He squeezed her hand back as they sat down. He listened as the minister began in. Abby heard the words the minister said, 'for better, for worse, for richer, for poor, in sickness and in health, till death do you part,' and she realized she wanted to say these words to John. They had been through all of this. She knew she had to be with this man forever. She placed her hand to the side of John's face, turning it toward her. "I love you," she whispered, as she looked into his eyes.
He had been wanting and waiting to hear those three words from all for what seemed forever. He didn't care if she saw the tear escape from his eyes. He had been so scared that she wasn't going to let him thru the walls that she had built up to protect herself, he paused a minute unsure of what to say back to her, "I love you too."
Abby's heart felt light. "I love you" she said again. She couldn't believe she had been so afraid to say those words.
Carter knew what he needed to do now that he knew how Abby felt about him. He would wait until they were back outside, he sat there holding her hand lost in thought thru the rest of the ceremony. Abby tried to pull her attention back to Barbara's wedding, but feeling John's hand in hers kept distracting her. John watched Barbie and her new husband walk out of the church. He stood up. "That was beautiful." He said looking at Abby.
"It was, your sister was lovely."
"Come with me," He said leading her toward the back of the church. He lead her outside. She followed close behind him, her hand still trapped in his.
John looked for a place where there wasn't anyone. "There's something that I need to ask you and it can't wait." He said looking around. Abby giggled. He looked so serious and so intent on his mission. She trailed along behind him, as he wandered around to the back of the Church.
"Abby hearing you tell me you love me today was the greatest thing that has ever happened to me." He said putting his hand is his pocket, "you are the only woman who I want to spent the rest of my life with, I want to wake up next to you every morning for the rest of my life," He got down on one knee and took her hand in his, "Abigail Lockhart, would you do me the honor of being my wife?"
Tears welled in Abby's eyes. She felt the warmth of the sun on her face, and the warmth in her heart from his words. "I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Yes, John, I will marry you."
"This was Gamma's, she wanted me to give it to my wife," He said slipping the ring on Abby's finger.
Abby kneeled next to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I can't wait to be your wife."
"Abby you have made me the happiest man on the face of the earth." He said looking into her eyes, "I love you so much."
"I love you, too," she said.
John stood up taking her with him. He wiped the tears from her checks. He kissed her and held her close, "we need to head over to the reception before they notice we are missing. I don't want to ruin Barbie's day.
"No, we can't do that. But I do hope that it is a quick reception. I want to be alone with you."
"I do too." He said, heading toward the car, "at least we will have a few minutes in the car alone on the way up to the chalet"
Abby giggled again. "John, did you know how much I wanted you to touch me on the way back from the museum benefit. I know it wouldn't have been right then, but now..."
He looked at her, "I wanted to touch you too, and now I am going to have the rest of my life to touch you." He waited for the driver to open the car door, "you're going to be Mrs. Carter soon."
"Mrs. Carter, I can hardly believe it."
"I know," He said as he waited for her to get in. He wanted five minutes alone with her to revel in what had just happened.
"John, did you hear those vows today? Until now they were just words. But as I heard them, with your hand in mine, I realized that we had already been through it all. And I knew I couldn't hold back any more."
"Abby, I've known for a long time that you were the one for me. I just wanted the time to be right. To make sure that you felt the same way for me that I felt for you." He said to her.
"I do, I know I do."
John slipped his arms around her and pulled her in tight against him. "I love you. You are the only woman I ever want." He leaned down and kissed her like he had never done before. He was in love and happy. Bringing her to Barbie's wedding was the best thing that he could have ever done.
Abby closed her eyes, and just felt. She felt his arm's around her, his heart beating against her, and a budge behind the fly of his trousers. She really hoped this was a quick reception.
"Abby," he said, " All I want to do is scream to the world that you have said yes to be my wife, but I think for Barbie and this being her day, we shouldn't say anything." The car came to a stop.
"That's fine, I understand," Abby said, but then pouted. "Do I have to take the ring off?"
"No, I don't want that ring to ever leave your finger. I meant it when I put it on there." He said.
"Do you think anyone will notice?"
"Well tell them if anyone says anything." He said to her. The car door opened and they slid out, Abby's hand still in John's.
"I love you." He said kissing her before taking his hand in hers "Just remember that while we are with my crazy family."
"With you at my side, I can face anything."
"I know you can." He said leading her inside the château. They arrived in time to bring up the tail end of the reception line. John went first and Abby followed behind him. He shook Kevin's hand, "Welcome to the family." John hugged his sister, "you're beautiful Barbie. I'm so happy for you."
As John hugged his sister, Abby gave Kevin a shy hug. Then Abby hugged John's sister. "It was a beautiful wedding, Barbara. Thank you for letting me be a part of it." As Abby pulled back, Barbara noticed the ring on her left hand. She patted Abby's hand and said, "We'll talk later."
"Mother," John said, "it was a beautiful wedding."
"Yes, Mrs. Carter," Abby's heart did a little flutter as she said those words. "It was a lovely wedding. Barbara was a beautiful bride.
Carter's mother just looked at Abby. "There were a few things that we could have done with out."
"Well I am glad John brought me along to be a part of it." Abby said, pasting a fake smile on her face. "Oh, John, there's your dad, why don't we go say hello to him." Abby held her head up, and pulled on John's hand as she walked toward his father. "Witch" Abby said under her breath
"You handled mother quite well." John said
"I am not going to let anything bother me today."
"I am happy to hear that." John said smiling at her, "hi Dad."
Jack looked at Abby, she was absolutely stunning. He could see what John saw in her. "It's nice to see you, John, Abby."
"Nice to see you again too, Mr. Carter," Abby said.
"Will you save me at least once dance today Abby." Jack asked.
"Sure, Mr. Carter." "How long are you going to be here?" John's dad asked. "5 more days dad." John said, "I want to make the most of this vacation."
"Abby, I'll be right back sweetheart mother is over there trying to get my attention."
"Okay, I will just go get a soda."
Carter walked over to his mother. "What is it mother?"
Did you actually propose to that trollop?"
"That's a little uncalled for. She is not a trollop." He said to her, "I told you yesterday that ring was going to be on her finger. Did you think I was lying."
"I just thought you had more sense that this, John," Eleanor said, with a sneer on her face.
"That is my future wife you are talking about." He was getting upset with her.
"I just hope you reconsider before you actually marry her. Your Grandmother will be mortified."
"My grandmother will not be mortified." He said, "give it up mother. I am going to marry her. She's not the money hungry person that you think she is. I love her with all my heart, you should be thankful that I have Abby in my life and treat her with respect. You might not even have a son if she hadn't been there." He said turning away from his mother. He could see Abby standing by the bar. "Excuse me I am going to go dance with Abby."
Abby saw John approach; he looked mad. She wondered what his mother said to him to make him so angry.
John walked up to the bartender, "scotch on the rocks please," he turned to Abby, "do you want anything?"
Abby's eyes widened. John didn't drink. Ever. "Ginger ale, please," said in a small voice.
He handed her glass to her and downed his. The scotched burned his throat as it slid down. "do you want to dance?"
Abby's happy mood evaporated. This was not good. She really didn't feel much like dancing now, but she would do anything to keep him from drinking anymore. "Sure," she said, with a brightness she didn't feel.
He looked down at her, "what's wrong, you don't seem happy?"
"John, you don't drink. Your mother said something to upset you again, didn't she?"
"I don't want you to worry about it." He said to her, "let's just have some fun. Besides you're supposed to drink and be merry at weddings."
Oh God, Abby though, this really wasn't good. Abby put her hand in his, "lets just dance."
"I'd like nothing more than that." He said waltzing Abby out onto the dance floor.
She felt his arms hold her, and she just hoped that this would be enough to distract him. It really scared her that he was drinking. She wondered if this was how he felt all the time. She made a promise to herself right then and there never to do this to him again. This ache in her heart was so fierce, and she hated the idea that she had every caused him this kind of pain. The song came to an end.
John loved having Abby in his arms, but his mother's words echoed in his head. "Abby are you sure you don't' want anything to drink, I can bring you something." He said letting go of her.
"No thank you. Are you sure you're ok?"
"I'm fine, really." He said looking at her, "why does this bother you."
"I am in no position to talk to anybody about alcohol, but, Baby, you don't drink, you never drink. And it scares me.
"I just haven't drank since I got out of rehab. I drank before then." He said heading to the bar, "I am just unwinding a little. What's a couple of drinks going to hurt."
"What can it do for you that I can't?"
"Abby, if you don't want me to drink say so." Carter said to her.
"John, I don't want you to drink, not like this," Abby said, tears shining in her eyes.
"Not like what?" He said wiping the tears from her face.
"When your upset and angry, and tossing it back like it was water."
I'm not drunk Abby." He said, though he almost wished he was, "I'm only going to have one more."
"Fine. Whatever."
"Don't cop an attitude with me Abby." He said walking up to the bar. He had the bartender make him another double. "I don't have a problem."
Abby stood at the edge of the dance floor. Her legs were shaking so bad she didn't think she could move if she wanted to. What had happened? They were so happy just a few minutes ago, and now, now John was angry at her, and worse he was drinking. She knew his addiction had nothing to do with alcohol, but it worried her just the same.
"May I have this dance," Jack said walking up behind Abby.
Abby glanced over at John, he was still standing at the bar with a glass in his hand. Maybe it was better to steer clear of him right now. "That would be nice, Mr. Carter," she said, trying to sound sincere.
"Jack please," He said taking her hand in his, "you're a very beautiful young woman."
"Thank you," she said, but she felt a bit uncomfortable.
"Are you happy with my son?" he asked, feeling her bare shoulder under his hand.
"I am, he is very special to me," she said.
"I see," Jack said, he had been drinking heavily trying to avoid his ex- wife. He pulled Abby in closer to him. Abby stiffened in Jack's arms. Something wasn't right here.
"You should relax a little, I don't bite." Jack said as he pulled Abby in and kissed her. Abby felt Jacks tongue slip into her mouth, and she had to fight not to gag. Why was this happening? Especially since John was already acting strange. Abby pulled her face back from Jack, but remained in his arms.
"I'm not going to cause a scene, because John is all ready upset, but if you ever touch me again, I will punch you so hard you will see stars for a week. As soon as this song is over, you will let go of me. Do you understand?"
Jack just looked at her, "if you say so."
"I just did," Abby said, still smiling, and looking like nothing was wrong.
Carter couldn't believe what he had just seen. Abby was kissing his Dad. Not more than an hour ago he was asking Abby to be his wife and now she dancing with his father and kissing him. He downed the last of the scotch and stood there for a minute before walking out of the château.
As Jack let go of Abby she saw John storm out of the room. She hurried through the crowd, trying to reach him. He stopped outside the door. He didn't know where to do or what he was going to do. He's heart had just been ripped out of his chest. He didn't understand what he had just seen, how could she do that to him.
Abby ran out the door, and saw John. "John," she cried.
"Don't Abby." He said to her, wiping the tears away
"John, wait. It isn't what you think."
"What do you mean Abby you kissed my father. I watched you." He said, he didn't realize that he was backing up towards the street.
"He kissed me, I didn't kiss him. I love you, John," Abby cried, tears running down her face.
"Why do I find that so hard to believe. If he did, why didn't you walk away right there and then Abby. How could you tell me you loved me, say that you would marry me and then of all people kiss my dad." He was crying. He had never been hurt so badly in his life. "It's over Abby." He was standing in the icy street.
"John, I just didn't want to cause a scene. Not in front of everybody. John, please," Abby held her had out. "Please just come here and talk to me."
"Right now you are the last person I want to talk to. Mother was right you are a trollop."
"How can you say that" "How could you do what you did Abby." He said to her. "My Dad Abby, anyone but my dad."
"John, I didn't do anything. And I told him if he ever tried it again I would punch his lights out. You have to believe me."
Carter was on the verge of sobbing, "how....how can I believe you I know what I saw."
Abby saw headlights heading for him. "John, look out," she screamed.
He tried to move, but the alcohol made him slow. He didn't feel anything as the car slid sideways trying not to hit him.
"John!" Abby screamed.
John could feel the cold pavement under him. His back hurt. He wanted to get up and get off the ground. Carter opened his eyes and saw the sky. It was darker than he remembered it being. He wasn't quite sure what had happened. Abby ran over to him, and kneeled down. There was so much blood. Abby," He said looking up at her. "My head hurts."
Her hands cradled his head, as she instinctively maintained c-spine precautions. "It's okay, John. You are going to be okay."
He looked up at her, "what happened?"
"You just got hit by a car."
"I'm fine really," he said, his head ached but right now that was all that hurt. "I want to get up. The ground's cold."
"Don't move, baby. We need to make sure your not hurt badly," she said struggling to keep her voice calm.
"I'm not Abby." He said, "I'm.....I'm sorry."
"There's nothing for you to be sorry about." Abby noticed his eyes starting to close. "John, stay awake. Stay here with me."
"I am..." he said his eyelids were so heavy. "I should have......trusted.......you...."
"I love you. Please, don't go to sleep. Baby, stay awake."
"I love you too." He was fighting hard to stay awake. "Abby I'm so tired."
"I know, John. I know. But I need you to stay awake." Abby was pleading now.
"I am," he said looking at her, "please don't cry."
"I'm not crying," she said, as the tears ran down her face.
"You are too." He instinctively reached up to wipe them away.
'Don't move, Baby. It's important that you not move."
"I'm sorry I don't like seeing you cry sweetheart."
"Just don't move, and stay awake until help gets here," Abby said, her heart feeling heavy.
"Kind of bossy aren't you...." he said trying to crack a joke. "Is this how married life is going to be."
"You better believe it. Just don't forget, I love you."
"I won't......I know you do........." He couldn't keep his eyes open.
"Oh, John," Abby placed her lips to his and gave him a gentle kiss. "Please, be ok."
Abby heard a strange noise. What was that ring? Carter groaned. He had heard the phone but didn't want to answer it, he picked it up and then set it back down. He rolled on it his back and blinked his eyes.
"Carter, what was that noise? Abby asked, her eyes still closed.
"Our wake up call." He said groaning. "I asked them to send us one so we wouldn't be late."
"Is it really morning already? Couldn't your sister get married in the evening?"
"No she is sadistic." He said, "I don't want to get up anymore than you do. I'm happy right here. What do you say to just staying in bed?"
"Don't tempt me."
"I'd love to tempt you." He said as he sat up.
"Well, since I'm already on your mother's bad side, I better not cause you to miss your sister's wedding."
Carter looked at her, "no I want to go, besides I want to see that dress you bought for this occasion. Since you've been keeping it a secret all this time."
"I think you will like it. Can you order us some breakfast while I take a quick shower?"
"Anything special that you want?" He asked as he picked up the phone.
"No, whatever you want. I just need something in my stomach to keep the butterflies down."
He smiled at her, "go take your shower, I'll make it something light for you."
Carter called downstairs and got them bagels, coffee and eggs. Abby emerged from the bathroom, her hair and the rest of her wrapped in a towel. Carter handed her a cup of coffee, "do you want cream cheese on your bagel?"
"Please," she said, as she sipped at the coffee.
"Here you go." He said handing it to her. "I'm off to shower, we only have about an hour before the car is here if I know my mother."
"As soon as you are out of the shower, I will dry my hair. I will be ready on time."
"I know you will." He said as headed off to the bathroom. He showered quick, he didn't want her stressing over not having enough time. He walked out wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. "You can have the bathroom Abby."
"Thank you, sweetie," she said. She carried her garment bag and makeup case into the bathroom with her.
He sat down on the bed and finished drying off. He pulled his tux out of the closet. He dressed and walked over to the bathroom door, "Everything okay in there," he called thru the shut door.
"Yes, I should be out in just a bit." Abby looked at her reflection. She had pulled her hair up into a loose french twist. Then she slipped on her dress. Susan had been right, the dress looked like it had been made just for her. She opened the door and stepped out.
"Abby you are stunning." He said looking at her. He had never seen her looking so good. "I bought you this." He said handing her the box from Tiffany's
"Oh John. What is this?"
"I thought that you would look stunning with this, I don't know if you like diamonds or not, but I thought that it wouldn't hurt." He had picked out a small heart shaped diamond pendant. "May I help you with that."
Abby nodded then turned to give him access to fasten the clasp. He slipped the necklace around her neck, he did up the clasp and looked at her.
"You are amazing." He said to her stepping closer to her, he ran his hands down her back, "Abby you are truly beautiful."
Abby felt his warm hands in between the criss-crossed straps of her dress. Abby slid her hands down the dress, "Are you sure you like it?"
"Yes," He said stepping back to look at her. She was absolutely stunning. Abby was standing there before him in a floor length gown of a dark chocolate color, it hugged her waist and hips, it looked as if the gown had been made just for her. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world. I love it, I was a fool not to trust you
"Susan was teasing me. She said only I would pick out a dress just because it matched my boyfriend's eyes." Abby let her eyes sweep over Carter, "You are looking very handsome yourself. Have I ever told you how good you look in a tux?
"Yeah, you have." He said. "That night you...never mind." Carter said biting his tongue.
"What?"
"The night we went to Gamma's fundraiser at the Natural History Museum."
"Did I really say that. I know I was thinking it, but I didn't think I had the guts to say it out loud."
"Yes, I think we were both just feeling a little awkward that night." He said smiling at her as he extended her arm, "Shall we go?"
Abby took a deep breath, then took his arm. "I'm ready."
"We'll be fine. It will be a short ceremony. Barbara hates long ones, she always has. Just some quick 'I do's,' then we can kick back and party for awhile."
"Just don't leave me alone with your mother."
"I won't, Dad maybe, but not mom." He said leading her out of the hotel room, Carter made sure she was clear of the door before pulling it shut
As they walked toward the elevator Abby was surprised how relaxed she felt. Maybe Susan was right. The dress did give her confidence. That, and the wonderful man by her side.
Carter felt that she was much more relaxed, for the first time all trip she wasn't cutting the circulation off to his hand or arm. He guided her out of the elevator and to the car. "Don't get too used to this, I only have the jeep in Chicago."
"I like the jeep," she said, as she slid into the car.
"I know you do," he said sliding in next to her. "Can I ask you something Abby?"
"What?"
"Would you be happy living a life like this?"
"You mean limos and 5 star hotels?"
"Limo's, formal events, having everything you could want at your finger tips. Not having to worry about getting the rent paid," he said. He wanted to know how she would feel being asked to be a part of his world.
"If it meant being with you, I could get used to it."
"I had this feeling inside that you would say that." He said taking her hand in his.
Abby looked at him, and held his gaze. "John, what are you getting at?"
"Nothing." He said to her changing the subject, "I'm just enjoying being here with you. Stealing a moment alone with you before we can't get away."
"Ok," she said, not entirely believing him.
He leaned over and kissed her as the car came to a stop. "I just want you to know that I love you." Abby looked at him and smiled as the door of the limo opened and the driver reached his hand in to help her out.
He slid out of the limo, "let's go get this over with, I'm sure that Barbie is thinking the same thing about now too. I know they drive her as nuts as they drive me."
"I can't wait to see her. I'm sure she will be wearing the most amazing gown."
Carter thought to himself, 'there'd only be one person more beautiful.' "Yeah, I'm sure she will be."
As they stood in the foyer of the church, Carter leaned over just loud enough for Abby to hear him, "I can't wait to get you out of your gown."
Abby just looked at him for a minute. "I can't believe you said that here."
"No one heard me," he said smiling. "besides it's the truth." Carter couldn't get the smile off his face.
"Your going to pay for that."
"Oh, I am." He said, "that I might enjoy."
"John, just shut up.," Abby said, not looking at him.
"I will, let's go sit down." He said. He knew that he had taken that further than he should have.
Abby took the arm of the usher as he lead them to their seat. She slid into the second pew, and felt Carter slid in next to her.
Carter sat there. He watched the ushers seat people. The church was nearly full. He noticed people who had been business associates of his parents. He nodded as he mother was ushered to the pew in front of them. Eleanor looked straight ahead, and didn't acknowledge her son. John wasn't shocked at her. He reached over and took Abby's hand in his. This was going to be a long day, but at least he didn't have to listen to his mother tell him how bad Abby was supposedly going to be for him.
Abby felt John stiffen next to her, she couldn't believe a mother, any mother wouldn't be proud to have John as her son. Maybe what Eleanor thought wasn't important.
Carter watched as they begin to take their places. His brother-in-law didn't look all that bad. He was sure that Barbie wouldn't have entered into this lightly. They started the music and the bridesmaids began to enter. As the music changed to "Here Comes the Bride" Abby stood, still holding Carter's hand. He watched as his big sister walked down the isle next to his dad. She was so beautiful. She looked like a fairy tale princess, walking in the clouds, the gown was cut low on top, tight to Barbie's waist, with layers of chiffon flowing down in ruffles. He couldn't believe that was his big sister. Abby noticed him looking a little misty. She gave his hand a quick squeeze.
Carter took his eyes off Barbie for a minute and looked at Abby. He squeezed her hand back as they sat down. He listened as the minister began in. Abby heard the words the minister said, 'for better, for worse, for richer, for poor, in sickness and in health, till death do you part,' and she realized she wanted to say these words to John. They had been through all of this. She knew she had to be with this man forever. She placed her hand to the side of John's face, turning it toward her. "I love you," she whispered, as she looked into his eyes.
He had been wanting and waiting to hear those three words from all for what seemed forever. He didn't care if she saw the tear escape from his eyes. He had been so scared that she wasn't going to let him thru the walls that she had built up to protect herself, he paused a minute unsure of what to say back to her, "I love you too."
Abby's heart felt light. "I love you" she said again. She couldn't believe she had been so afraid to say those words.
Carter knew what he needed to do now that he knew how Abby felt about him. He would wait until they were back outside, he sat there holding her hand lost in thought thru the rest of the ceremony. Abby tried to pull her attention back to Barbara's wedding, but feeling John's hand in hers kept distracting her. John watched Barbie and her new husband walk out of the church. He stood up. "That was beautiful." He said looking at Abby.
"It was, your sister was lovely."
"Come with me," He said leading her toward the back of the church. He lead her outside. She followed close behind him, her hand still trapped in his.
John looked for a place where there wasn't anyone. "There's something that I need to ask you and it can't wait." He said looking around. Abby giggled. He looked so serious and so intent on his mission. She trailed along behind him, as he wandered around to the back of the Church.
"Abby hearing you tell me you love me today was the greatest thing that has ever happened to me." He said putting his hand is his pocket, "you are the only woman who I want to spent the rest of my life with, I want to wake up next to you every morning for the rest of my life," He got down on one knee and took her hand in his, "Abigail Lockhart, would you do me the honor of being my wife?"
Tears welled in Abby's eyes. She felt the warmth of the sun on her face, and the warmth in her heart from his words. "I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Yes, John, I will marry you."
"This was Gamma's, she wanted me to give it to my wife," He said slipping the ring on Abby's finger.
Abby kneeled next to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I can't wait to be your wife."
"Abby you have made me the happiest man on the face of the earth." He said looking into her eyes, "I love you so much."
"I love you, too," she said.
John stood up taking her with him. He wiped the tears from her checks. He kissed her and held her close, "we need to head over to the reception before they notice we are missing. I don't want to ruin Barbie's day.
"No, we can't do that. But I do hope that it is a quick reception. I want to be alone with you."
"I do too." He said, heading toward the car, "at least we will have a few minutes in the car alone on the way up to the chalet"
Abby giggled again. "John, did you know how much I wanted you to touch me on the way back from the museum benefit. I know it wouldn't have been right then, but now..."
He looked at her, "I wanted to touch you too, and now I am going to have the rest of my life to touch you." He waited for the driver to open the car door, "you're going to be Mrs. Carter soon."
"Mrs. Carter, I can hardly believe it."
"I know," He said as he waited for her to get in. He wanted five minutes alone with her to revel in what had just happened.
"John, did you hear those vows today? Until now they were just words. But as I heard them, with your hand in mine, I realized that we had already been through it all. And I knew I couldn't hold back any more."
"Abby, I've known for a long time that you were the one for me. I just wanted the time to be right. To make sure that you felt the same way for me that I felt for you." He said to her.
"I do, I know I do."
John slipped his arms around her and pulled her in tight against him. "I love you. You are the only woman I ever want." He leaned down and kissed her like he had never done before. He was in love and happy. Bringing her to Barbie's wedding was the best thing that he could have ever done.
Abby closed her eyes, and just felt. She felt his arm's around her, his heart beating against her, and a budge behind the fly of his trousers. She really hoped this was a quick reception.
"Abby," he said, " All I want to do is scream to the world that you have said yes to be my wife, but I think for Barbie and this being her day, we shouldn't say anything." The car came to a stop.
"That's fine, I understand," Abby said, but then pouted. "Do I have to take the ring off?"
"No, I don't want that ring to ever leave your finger. I meant it when I put it on there." He said.
"Do you think anyone will notice?"
"Well tell them if anyone says anything." He said to her. The car door opened and they slid out, Abby's hand still in John's.
"I love you." He said kissing her before taking his hand in hers "Just remember that while we are with my crazy family."
"With you at my side, I can face anything."
"I know you can." He said leading her inside the château. They arrived in time to bring up the tail end of the reception line. John went first and Abby followed behind him. He shook Kevin's hand, "Welcome to the family." John hugged his sister, "you're beautiful Barbie. I'm so happy for you."
As John hugged his sister, Abby gave Kevin a shy hug. Then Abby hugged John's sister. "It was a beautiful wedding, Barbara. Thank you for letting me be a part of it." As Abby pulled back, Barbara noticed the ring on her left hand. She patted Abby's hand and said, "We'll talk later."
"Mother," John said, "it was a beautiful wedding."
"Yes, Mrs. Carter," Abby's heart did a little flutter as she said those words. "It was a lovely wedding. Barbara was a beautiful bride.
Carter's mother just looked at Abby. "There were a few things that we could have done with out."
"Well I am glad John brought me along to be a part of it." Abby said, pasting a fake smile on her face. "Oh, John, there's your dad, why don't we go say hello to him." Abby held her head up, and pulled on John's hand as she walked toward his father. "Witch" Abby said under her breath
"You handled mother quite well." John said
"I am not going to let anything bother me today."
"I am happy to hear that." John said smiling at her, "hi Dad."
Jack looked at Abby, she was absolutely stunning. He could see what John saw in her. "It's nice to see you, John, Abby."
"Nice to see you again too, Mr. Carter," Abby said.
"Will you save me at least once dance today Abby." Jack asked.
"Sure, Mr. Carter." "How long are you going to be here?" John's dad asked. "5 more days dad." John said, "I want to make the most of this vacation."
"Abby, I'll be right back sweetheart mother is over there trying to get my attention."
"Okay, I will just go get a soda."
Carter walked over to his mother. "What is it mother?"
Did you actually propose to that trollop?"
"That's a little uncalled for. She is not a trollop." He said to her, "I told you yesterday that ring was going to be on her finger. Did you think I was lying."
"I just thought you had more sense that this, John," Eleanor said, with a sneer on her face.
"That is my future wife you are talking about." He was getting upset with her.
"I just hope you reconsider before you actually marry her. Your Grandmother will be mortified."
"My grandmother will not be mortified." He said, "give it up mother. I am going to marry her. She's not the money hungry person that you think she is. I love her with all my heart, you should be thankful that I have Abby in my life and treat her with respect. You might not even have a son if she hadn't been there." He said turning away from his mother. He could see Abby standing by the bar. "Excuse me I am going to go dance with Abby."
Abby saw John approach; he looked mad. She wondered what his mother said to him to make him so angry.
John walked up to the bartender, "scotch on the rocks please," he turned to Abby, "do you want anything?"
Abby's eyes widened. John didn't drink. Ever. "Ginger ale, please," said in a small voice.
He handed her glass to her and downed his. The scotched burned his throat as it slid down. "do you want to dance?"
Abby's happy mood evaporated. This was not good. She really didn't feel much like dancing now, but she would do anything to keep him from drinking anymore. "Sure," she said, with a brightness she didn't feel.
He looked down at her, "what's wrong, you don't seem happy?"
"John, you don't drink. Your mother said something to upset you again, didn't she?"
"I don't want you to worry about it." He said to her, "let's just have some fun. Besides you're supposed to drink and be merry at weddings."
Oh God, Abby though, this really wasn't good. Abby put her hand in his, "lets just dance."
"I'd like nothing more than that." He said waltzing Abby out onto the dance floor.
She felt his arms hold her, and she just hoped that this would be enough to distract him. It really scared her that he was drinking. She wondered if this was how he felt all the time. She made a promise to herself right then and there never to do this to him again. This ache in her heart was so fierce, and she hated the idea that she had every caused him this kind of pain. The song came to an end.
John loved having Abby in his arms, but his mother's words echoed in his head. "Abby are you sure you don't' want anything to drink, I can bring you something." He said letting go of her.
"No thank you. Are you sure you're ok?"
"I'm fine, really." He said looking at her, "why does this bother you."
"I am in no position to talk to anybody about alcohol, but, Baby, you don't drink, you never drink. And it scares me.
"I just haven't drank since I got out of rehab. I drank before then." He said heading to the bar, "I am just unwinding a little. What's a couple of drinks going to hurt."
"What can it do for you that I can't?"
"Abby, if you don't want me to drink say so." Carter said to her.
"John, I don't want you to drink, not like this," Abby said, tears shining in her eyes.
"Not like what?" He said wiping the tears from her face.
"When your upset and angry, and tossing it back like it was water."
I'm not drunk Abby." He said, though he almost wished he was, "I'm only going to have one more."
"Fine. Whatever."
"Don't cop an attitude with me Abby." He said walking up to the bar. He had the bartender make him another double. "I don't have a problem."
Abby stood at the edge of the dance floor. Her legs were shaking so bad she didn't think she could move if she wanted to. What had happened? They were so happy just a few minutes ago, and now, now John was angry at her, and worse he was drinking. She knew his addiction had nothing to do with alcohol, but it worried her just the same.
"May I have this dance," Jack said walking up behind Abby.
Abby glanced over at John, he was still standing at the bar with a glass in his hand. Maybe it was better to steer clear of him right now. "That would be nice, Mr. Carter," she said, trying to sound sincere.
"Jack please," He said taking her hand in his, "you're a very beautiful young woman."
"Thank you," she said, but she felt a bit uncomfortable.
"Are you happy with my son?" he asked, feeling her bare shoulder under his hand.
"I am, he is very special to me," she said.
"I see," Jack said, he had been drinking heavily trying to avoid his ex- wife. He pulled Abby in closer to him. Abby stiffened in Jack's arms. Something wasn't right here.
"You should relax a little, I don't bite." Jack said as he pulled Abby in and kissed her. Abby felt Jacks tongue slip into her mouth, and she had to fight not to gag. Why was this happening? Especially since John was already acting strange. Abby pulled her face back from Jack, but remained in his arms.
"I'm not going to cause a scene, because John is all ready upset, but if you ever touch me again, I will punch you so hard you will see stars for a week. As soon as this song is over, you will let go of me. Do you understand?"
Jack just looked at her, "if you say so."
"I just did," Abby said, still smiling, and looking like nothing was wrong.
Carter couldn't believe what he had just seen. Abby was kissing his Dad. Not more than an hour ago he was asking Abby to be his wife and now she dancing with his father and kissing him. He downed the last of the scotch and stood there for a minute before walking out of the château.
As Jack let go of Abby she saw John storm out of the room. She hurried through the crowd, trying to reach him. He stopped outside the door. He didn't know where to do or what he was going to do. He's heart had just been ripped out of his chest. He didn't understand what he had just seen, how could she do that to him.
Abby ran out the door, and saw John. "John," she cried.
"Don't Abby." He said to her, wiping the tears away
"John, wait. It isn't what you think."
"What do you mean Abby you kissed my father. I watched you." He said, he didn't realize that he was backing up towards the street.
"He kissed me, I didn't kiss him. I love you, John," Abby cried, tears running down her face.
"Why do I find that so hard to believe. If he did, why didn't you walk away right there and then Abby. How could you tell me you loved me, say that you would marry me and then of all people kiss my dad." He was crying. He had never been hurt so badly in his life. "It's over Abby." He was standing in the icy street.
"John, I just didn't want to cause a scene. Not in front of everybody. John, please," Abby held her had out. "Please just come here and talk to me."
"Right now you are the last person I want to talk to. Mother was right you are a trollop."
"How can you say that" "How could you do what you did Abby." He said to her. "My Dad Abby, anyone but my dad."
"John, I didn't do anything. And I told him if he ever tried it again I would punch his lights out. You have to believe me."
Carter was on the verge of sobbing, "how....how can I believe you I know what I saw."
Abby saw headlights heading for him. "John, look out," she screamed.
He tried to move, but the alcohol made him slow. He didn't feel anything as the car slid sideways trying not to hit him.
"John!" Abby screamed.
John could feel the cold pavement under him. His back hurt. He wanted to get up and get off the ground. Carter opened his eyes and saw the sky. It was darker than he remembered it being. He wasn't quite sure what had happened. Abby ran over to him, and kneeled down. There was so much blood. Abby," He said looking up at her. "My head hurts."
Her hands cradled his head, as she instinctively maintained c-spine precautions. "It's okay, John. You are going to be okay."
He looked up at her, "what happened?"
"You just got hit by a car."
"I'm fine really," he said, his head ached but right now that was all that hurt. "I want to get up. The ground's cold."
"Don't move, baby. We need to make sure your not hurt badly," she said struggling to keep her voice calm.
"I'm not Abby." He said, "I'm.....I'm sorry."
"There's nothing for you to be sorry about." Abby noticed his eyes starting to close. "John, stay awake. Stay here with me."
"I am..." he said his eyelids were so heavy. "I should have......trusted.......you...."
"I love you. Please, don't go to sleep. Baby, stay awake."
"I love you too." He was fighting hard to stay awake. "Abby I'm so tired."
"I know, John. I know. But I need you to stay awake." Abby was pleading now.
"I am," he said looking at her, "please don't cry."
"I'm not crying," she said, as the tears ran down her face.
"You are too." He instinctively reached up to wipe them away.
'Don't move, Baby. It's important that you not move."
"I'm sorry I don't like seeing you cry sweetheart."
"Just don't move, and stay awake until help gets here," Abby said, her heart feeling heavy.
"Kind of bossy aren't you...." he said trying to crack a joke. "Is this how married life is going to be."
"You better believe it. Just don't forget, I love you."
"I won't......I know you do........." He couldn't keep his eyes open.
"Oh, John," Abby placed her lips to his and gave him a gentle kiss. "Please, be ok."