Don't Leave

Chapter 5- Last Days

Rating-PG-13

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from ER. I only own Lucy, Josh, and any characters you don't recognize.

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Told from Luka's Point of View

She comes in and falls on the couch. Her eyes close the minute she hits the leather. I watch as Lucy goes over to her and says, "Mommy." And when she doesn't open her eyes Lucy pulls her eye lids up.

"Lucy stop." But I know no matter how tired she is she loves it. Lucy come in the kitchen and pulls on my shirt.

"Daddy she won't wake up." Her eyes have the innocence that only a child has and I can't bare to tell her that 'Mommy' needs her rest.

"Let me see what I can do about that." Alex knows exactly what I'm going to do and he takes Josh from my arms. Lucy drags me over to where Sam is sleeping; I bent down and kissed her. Her eyes immediately opened and she smiled at me when I pulled away.

"You have got to stop doing that."

"I'll try. Pizza?" She nods her head and turns on her side to go back to sleep. I don't blame her. She just came home from an eight hour shift and she was up with the baby all night. Our baby. It's still hard for me to say that. Lucy was our baby too but I missed so much of that pregnancy that….It's hard to explain. I scooped Josh back up from his big brother and Lucy pulls Alex over to where her huge collection of Barbie dolls is. He says he hates playing "Barbies" but something tells me that's not how he feels at all. Not that he'll ever admit that. I order the pizza, our usual orders, and put Josh in the bouncy sit thing, I think they call it a bouncer, that sits on the table. I make sure Alex will keep an eye on him and head back to mine and Sam's room to finish packing.

The bed's unmade and dirty clothes and scrubs cover the floor. I try to store the scene in my head. Make a mental picture I think it's called. I try to forget the black duffle bag on the chair that I'll take with me to the Congo. I don't want to remember leaving. I pick it up off the chair and put it on the bad so I can finish packing. When I finish shoving my clothes in I grabbed the packet of my favorite pictures off the dresser. It's not like I'll need them to remember but having them with me already makes me feel better. I opened the flap, pulled out the pictures, and sit down next to my bag to exam them. The first couple are of just the kids and I flip trough them quickly. I'm looking for six in particular. I stopped when I came across the first one. The picture has me, Sam, and Alex's heads stacked on top of one another. It was taken when we went camping for Alex's birthday. I still can't believe I got that camper out of the ambulance bay. I set it aside and keep flipping through the photos. The second photo I'm looking for I soon find quickly. It's a picture of just me and Sam at an ER Christmas party. She has the biggest grin on her face. I set it aside quickly because right behind it is the photo Sam wants to burn. She's sitting in a hospital bed, her face red and covered in little beads of sweat. Her hair is out of control but the look on her face makes me fall in love with her all over again. It's the look she gets every time she looks at them, even when she's mad. And in that photo she's giving it to the bundle in her arms. Lucy. My little girl. Alex stands next to Sam and he's peering down at Lucy. I think it was finally sinking in with him that he wasn't going to be an only child anymore. You probably think that this is my favorite photo but it's not. My favorite photo has yet to come. The fourth photo comes soon after the third. It's a photo of Lucy and Alex playing together. And although there is ten years of difference between them they act like there is none. The fifth photo I'm looking for is more recent than the others. It's a picture of Alex, Josh, Sam, and Lucy. Lucy and Alex sit on either side of Sam while she holds Josh in her arms. On the back of this photo there is a hand written note.

Dear Luka,

Thank you. Thank you for coming after us. Thank you for them. And thank you for making me happy. I love you.

Love,

Sam

And although I love the note and what this picture represents it is only second to the last photo I'm looking for. I found the photo at the bottom of the stack and stare at it the longest. The photo is of us camping. Lucy and Alex are making S'mores. Sam's hand is holding tightly on to three year old Lucy's overall straps and a bag of marshmallows. She says she was trying to make sure Lucy didn't fall into the fire. Her other hand is resting on her seven months pregnant belly. We went so late because of scheduling and the rain. I didn't want her to go. Not when she was that far along. But she pointed out that we would be sleeping in a RV not on the ground and that I was a doctor so if she went into labor then I could deliver the baby. In the end she got her way and we ended up having a great time. I heard the doorbell ring. Pizza delivery man. I shoved the pictures back into the envelope and then into my bag.

Iwent to the front door and opened it. After paying the man I put the pizza down on the table next to Josh. "Alex get the sodas and milk for your sister. I'll wake up you mom." I made my way over to where she was sleeping soundly. I hate having to wake her up.

"Sam sweetheart wake up." A smile forms on her mouth when I say sweetheart but she doesn't open her eyes. "Come on. Foods here." That did it. Her eyes opened and she sat upright on the couch. She stood up and I followed her to the table where Alex and Lucy where already sitting. I put Josh and his bouncer down on the floor. As we eat I use my foot to bounce it. The entire conversation kept me smiling. I'm going to miss this. Dinner with my family. My family. And tomorrow I have to say good bye to them. They're going to change in the next five months. And I'm going to miss all of it.

Told from Sam's Point of View

I have yet to tell him. He's waiting for me in the bathroom. I know I should have told him days ago, probably when I first suspected it. But I didn't. Instead I wrote him a letter and stuck it in his bag inside the envelope of pictures. He stuck his head out of bathroom. "Are you coming Sam?"

"Yeah." I left the bag and walked over to where he was standing. He pulled me into him and kissed me. I should have enjoyed it but I felt guilty. Guilty that I was keeping something from him.

There he stood watching me nurse our son. We would have to leave for the airport soon but I didn't want him too. I didn't want him to leave. Leave me. Leave Josh. Leave Alex. Leave Lucy. Leave our baby. As soon as Josh was done Luka scooped him up and walked over to the window with him. In a low whisper he said something to him. Something I couldn't understand. After a few minutes he walked back over to the crib and laid Josh down. "I'm going to go say bye to Alex and Lucy. Susan, Cosmo, and Brooke are out in the living room. I nodded my head and he left. I stood up after a few minutes and went out to say hi to Susan and her kids.

"Hi Susan. Thanks for watching the kids while I take Luka to the airport."

"Your welcome. Brooke, Cosmo can you say high to Aunt Sam."

"Hi Aunt Sam." They both said. We talked small talk while five year old Cosmo and three year Brooke looked at the apartment suspiciously, but when Luka walked back into the living room all talking stopped. Lucy was standing next to him her face had tears stains on it. She's too much like me. Emotional and all. Alex was behind her. He didn't show any emotion but I know this is killing him just like it's killing me. Susan and her kids said good bye to Luka while I stood next to the door with my coat on. Tears threatened to fall and we hadn't even gotten to the airport. Luka picked his bag up off the couch and we left the apartment behind.

The ride to the airport was silent. Neither of us wanted to say anything. I could have told him then but I didn't. We got to the airport and Luka and I went through security together. He had bought me a ticket on some cheap flight so I could come to his gate and say good bye. We walked hand in hand to his gate and started to say our goodbyes.

Told from Luka's Point of View

I put my hand up to her face and rubbed her jaw line with my thumb. "I love you." I said.

"I love you too." She said her voice cracking with every word. Tears started to run down her face.

"Don't cry. Please don't cry." I kissed her forehead and her arms wrapped around me neck making her have to stand on her tip toes, I think that's what they call it.

"I'm going to miss you." I hate seeing her upset and crying. Especially when I'm the one that caused it.

"I'll miss you too." I kissed her on the forehead again hoping to stop the tears.

"At this time we ask for all first class passengers to Paris, France to please board the plane."

"That's my flight." She nods her head and she's so close to me that I can feel her dirty blond hair brush across my chest. "I love you Sam." I kissed her on the lips and slowly pull away.

"I love you Luka." We pulled away from one another as she whispered those words into my ear. We kissed one more time and I turned to walk away. I heard the sobbing behind me and even though she said it under her breath I heard her say, "Don't leave." I walked up to the flight attendant who was taking tickets and handed it to her. As soon as I was given the okay I started walking down the ramp but I stopped and turned around.

"I love you." I mouthed to her and with that I turned and walked away.

A/N- There's your long chapter. That was 13 pages according to Microsoft Word. Luka's left. Tear But don't worry he'll come back. Safely maybe. Maybe not. But he'll come back. And I have got to stop writing new stories. This is getting really bad. But anyways new chapter will be out as soon as I get some reviews and time annd creativity allows me!