Yay! I have started the second chapter! This one is still first person, and is still Abby.

Same disclaimer and restrictions apply!

Enjoy!


I suppose it is time I made my exit from the lounge. I can't really stay there forever, not when i'm sure I have a hoard of patients I am supposed to be attending to right now. I can't really avoid society because my baby's father is back in town. People will begin to get suspicious if I keep running away. The last thing I need is for everyone to question why I am so hesitant to be around Carter. Then they will all find out my secret, and Carter will most likely want to take my baby away.

Slowly standing, I shuffled to the door. Inching it open, I took notice of the quietness surrounding the normally busy ER. I guess it's kind of ironic, that on the one day I need it to be busy, its not. Fully emerging, I kept my head down and headed to the reception area. Noticing the lack of patients, I jumped slightly when Carter's voice called from somewhere nearby.

"Abby!"

I cringed. Great. What I really needed right now was an uncomfortable meeting between Carter and his thing. Spinning I planted a smile on my face and slowly walked towards them. He was looking a little worse for wear than the last time I saw him. Looks as though the Congo hadn't really agreed with him. Can't blame him though, Carter would always be a city boy at heart.

"Abby! This is Kem." Carter proudly showed her to me. To be honest she was kind of pretty, but that frame would need some work. How did she think she was going to carry a baby when she was that skinny?

"It's a pleasure to meet you." I didn't try and keep the frostiness out of my voice. I was not going to pretend to be happy, when the man before me had dumped me by letter, and was now trying to act as if nothing had happened between us.

"So...how are you?" Kudos for Carter trying to start a conversation, but I'm not really into a conversation right now. Most likely all I'll do is upset somebody, and have to try and explain my way out of it.

"I'm in Med School. I finish in a couple of months." It's amazing how smoothly that sentence escapade from my mouth, considering I didn't even want to talk at the moment. Carter looks proud. Ok, I wasn't expecting proud.

"Congratulations!" He sounds almost sincere. I watch as a flicker of hurt flashes across the things face. Looks as though she's feeling a little left out. Good. "I don't know if you've heard, but we're having a baby! We just found out it's a boy!" He looks so happy, I almost feel bad for how cold I've been. Almost.

He hands me the sonogram he must have just had done, and I quietly stare at it. Sarah was much bigger at the stage their baby is at. I feel a surge of pride that my baby was bigger. "Cute." I mumble and hand the picture back.

Carter shuffles his feet. "Well we had better go."

I nod. "Yeah, I've got work to do." I turn as Luka comes over. Raising my eyebrow at him, I hastily made my way out of reception and back into the lounge. Might as well take advantage of the quietness.

I don't know how long I am sitting there before the door opens and Luka walks in. I keep my eyes trained on the weather outside the window and avoid any eye contact. Just when I thought I was fully over everything Carter did to me, he has to come back and complicate everything. I turn my head slightly as Luka sits down beside me.

"Are you ok?"

I consider his question for a long time before answering. I don't think I am ok. I think I'm at the stage where nothing is ok, where everything is a blur of bad, on a rollercoaster of even more bad. "How long was it before those two got together?" Somehow I find my voice and whisper the question I'm not sure I want the answer to.

"Four months – when he went back the second time." I can hear the sorry in Luka's voice. I know he feels bad.

"Then what, did he get her knocked up straight away?" That part still confuses me. He must have got her pregnant right away for her to have a sonogram where you can actually see the baby.

Luka shrugged. "Looks like it." Standing he briefly squeezes my shoulder before leaving the room.

(Fast forward to after a trauma)

I didn't expect him to wait around with me. I figured he would want to high-tail it out of there as fast as he could. Guess I was wrong. I start packing things up when Carter joins me. I sigh softly.

"I'm glad you're back at Med School." He comments softly. I'm not sure why he was so quiet.

"Yeah, I am too." I smile briefly.

Carter looks at me for a moment before looking away. "You seem happy."

I'm not sure whether that was to reassure me or himself of my "supposed" happiness. I smile. "Right back at ya!"

"Um Abby – are we ok? You know, friendship-wise?" He looks to hopeful it would be such a shame to ruin it.

I sigh again. "Yeah, we're ok." He looks relieved. What was he expecting me to go crazy at him? Maybe I should.

"Good. So would you like to have dinner with Kem and me?"

I watch him closely. "We're not that ok." I turn and leave him with that comment. He can decide what it means, because I have sure had a hard day and I would love nothing more than to go home and cuddle my baby girl. Its days like these I'm glad I have her. I don't know what I'd do if I didn't.

I'm grateful my day is over. Casting a brief look over my shoulder, I sighed. Tomorrow I'd be back here again for another day of torture. Great.


WOOHOO, I finally finished chapter two. I must admit it is a challenge writing it all in first person. I'm more of a third person kind of gal, so perhaps I may change my style on the next chapter. I may skip a few episodes from here, as I want to focus on Abby getting rather "upset" over Kem.

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