Three months later. Everyone in the ER knows Abby and Carter are back together now. Abby and Carter have been dating and having a great time.
Morning. Abby and Carter are in bed at Abby's apartment. The alarm goes off.
Carter groans and reaches over to turn the alarm clock off.
Carter: Abby, honey. It's time to get up.
No response
Carter: Abby? Abby? Wake up honey, we have to go to work. He shakes her.
Abby: Five more minutes. I'm so tired. She rolls over and pulls the covers over her head.
Carter: That's what you said yesterday, and we were 15 minutes late. We can't be late again.
Abby: Can't we. Just five more minutes. I promise I'll get up then.
Carter: Come on, let's go. He gets out of bed and takes the quilt with him.
Abby: Hey, what was that for. It's cold out.
Carter: Well when you get out of bed, you can have it back.
Abby: Fine. Abby gets out of bed. Mumbling under her breath- You're lucky I love you John Carter.
Carter: What was that?
Abby: going up to him. I said you're lucky I love you John Carter.
Carter: Oh, well isn't that sweet. He embraces her in a hug and gives her a quick kiss on the lips. Good morning, my dear.
Abby: yea, yea, yea, whatever. I get the shower first today. Yesterday you used all the hot water.
Carter: What if I came in there with you.
Abby: walking to the bathroom. Then we would be really late. Shuts the door. Carter goes back and lies down in bed. Don't get back in that bed Carter! You made me get up, so now you go make some coffee.
Carter: groans. Fine. He gets up from the bed and heads to the kitchen. Mumbling under his breath- You're lucky I love you Abigail Lockhart.
15 minutes later. Abby is out of the shower and drying her hair. Carter brings a cup of coffee for her into the bathroom.
Carter: here is your coffee, my dear. Hands her the coffee.
Abby: drinks some. Thanks.
Carter: So now can I take a shower.
Abby: yes you can take a shower now.
He goes into the shower and turns on the water.
Carter: Oh Abby, don't forget we have that gala to go to tonight.
Abby: makes a face. Do I have to go?
Carter: Please come with me, we'll only stay for a little bit. Make the rounds and then leave, ok?
Abby: Fine, but you owe me.
Carter: deal. Pause as Abby continues to dry her hair. This water isn't getting warm. You used all the warm water.
Abby: Well its payback. You used all the warm water yesterday.
Carter: Buts its so cold!
Abby: Stop whining and be a man.
Carter: but its so cold! If only I had some in here to keep me warm
Abby: Don't even think about it.
Carter sticks his hand out of the shower and grabs Abby, pulling her towards the shower.
Abby: No, John no! We are going to be so late. Carter succeeds in pulling her into the shower with him. Oh my gosh, I'm going to kill you! This water is freezing.
Hour and half later at the ER. Carter and Abby walk in to the ER holding hands.
Dr. Weaver: Ah, Dr. Carter and Dr. Lockhart, so nice of you to join us. You guys are half an hour late.
Carter: Sorry, Abby just wouldn't get out of bed.
Abby: No, it's more like Carter wouldn't get out of the shower.
Dr. Weaver: Whatever. I don't need excuses, I need people to show up when they are scheduled to work. She stalks off.
Carter: Man, what's the matter with her today?
Abby: Apparently us being late because someone was in the shower.
Carter: Hey, you were in the shower too.
Abby: Not by choice
Carter: Whatever you know you liked it. He is pushing the door open to the lounge, when Weaver comes back.
Weaver: Carter, Abby, let's go. Get to work. You are already late, I don't need anymore fooling around. The board is already backed up and it is only 7:30 in the morning.
Carter: yes, ma'am. We will be right out. Just let us get our stuff. Weaver stalks off again.
Abby: yes ma'am? She pushes by him into the lounge. What are you a suck-up or something?
Carter: Following her into the lounge. Hey that's not nice.
Later that evening. John is coming to pick Abby up. He is in a tux. He rings the doorbell. Abby answers. She is in a black A-line sparkle dress that comes down to mid calf. She has strappy high heels on and her hair is pulled back into a low pony tail by a silver clip, with a few stray pieces near her face.
Carter: Wow, you look, wow!
Abby: I know, don't I? Come on, let's get this over with. She takes his hand and shuts her door, leading him down the hallway.
Carter: I'm going to have the prettiest girl there.
Fade to later that evening. Carter is driving home. Abby is in the passenger seat, asleep.. They reach the front of Carter's house and he stops.
Carter: Ok, we're here.
No response. He looks over to see Abby sound asleep. He smiles. Carter gets out of the car and goes over to the passenger side. He opens the door and undoes Abby's seat belt.
Carter: Abby, put your arms around my neck. He takes her arms and helps her put them around his neck. Then he picks her up (one arm under her knees and the other around her shoulders) and carries her up to the front door. She is still asleep with her head resting on his chest. He takes his keys and starts fiddling with the lock, but he can't seem to get it undone. Abby? Abs? I can't get the door unlocked, so I need you stand up for a minute, ok? Abby groans and then nods. Ok, then. Carter puts her down. Abby stands, eyes still closed, with her head still nuzzled into Carter's chest and her arms around his neck. Carter puts the key in the lock and successfully opens the door. They walk through the door and Carter shuts it behind them.
Carter: Abby? Are you awake? Do you want me to carry upstairs? Abby nods. Ok then. He picks her back up and holds her how he was before. Then he starts walking up the stairs.
Abby: in muffled tones. You said we wouldn't have to stay that long.
Carter: I know, baby. I'm sorry.
Abby: I'm so tired.
Carter: I know, why? Was work that bad?
Abby says something inaudible
Carter: What? I can't hear you.
Abby: No, I'm just exhausted.
Carter has now made it to their bedroom. He lays Abby carefully down on the bed.
Carter: Well now you can sleep, sweetie. He kisses her on her cheek. Goodnight. I love you. Abby doesn't reply because she has already fallen asleep. Carter realizes this and swipes some hair out of her face. He pulls the clip out of her hair and pulls off her shoes. He takes off his coat and tie. Then he pulls a blanket from the bottom of the bed over her and lies down next to her, holding her in his arms. Sweet dreams, my love.
Two weeks later. Abby and Carter are still together.
At the ER. Abby is standing at the admit desk. Carter comes up behind her and places his hands on his hips. He kisses her neck.
Carter: Hey do you want to go out to dinner tonight? I was thinking this nice Italian place down by the river…
Abby spins around and pushes Carter away.
Abby: No right now, Carter, I'm busy.
She starts to walk off
Carter: Hey Abby wait. He chases after her. He grabs her by the hand and makes her stop. Abby what's the matter? I just wanted to know if you want to get some dinner after our shifts.
Abby: No, you were all over me. Why couldn't you just ask me if you wanted dinner. You didn't have to put your hands all over me.
Carter: shocked and confused. Whoa, back up. What is the matter? You have been acting weird all week. What is up with you?
Abby: Nothing. I just … you don't need to be all over me.
Carter: Ok, ok I'm sorry. He takes her into a hug.
Abby: No, no I'm sorry. She is starting to cry. It's my fault. You are just trying to be nice and romantic and I am being a bitch. I'm sorry.
Carter: hey, hey don't cry. He wipes her tears. It's ok. So do you want to go to dinner tonight? Abby nods. Ok, I'll see you at six in the lounge ok? Abby nods again. Carter gives her one last hug and then she walks off.
Pratt walks up.
Pratt: What was that about?
Carter: Who knows. One minute she is livid with me the next she is crying.
Pratt: Mood swings?
Carter: yeah, big ones.
Pratt: Man, women and their stupid hormones, one minute they love you the next they hate you. He walks off shaking his head.
Carter: Yeah, mood swings… and being tired all the time… and …He is lost in thought for a minute. No, it couldn't be, could it?
After dinner that night. Carter and Abby are taking a walk by the river. They are holding hand.
Carter: So what's really up? You were really quiet at dinner tonight.
Abby: Nothing
Carter: No, I know it's not nothing. What is it?
Abby: It's nothing. Come on John, let's go home. She pulls on his hand. He stops dead in his tracks.
Carter: No, we can go home after you tell me what's wrong.
Abby: I told you its nothing…
Carter: Abby…
Abby: It's just… It's just… well… I …
Carter: Abby come on tell me
Abby: Ok, Ok… I'm pregnant. Can we go home now? She pulls on his hand, but Carter is frozen in his tracks. Carter? Earth to Carter?
Carter: You're… you're pregnant.
Abby: Isn't that what I just said.
Carter: When did this happen?
Abby: I don't know. I found out like a week or so ago.
Carter: A week ago, and you didn't tell me. You can hear anger rising in his voice. Why not?
Abby: I just… I didn't….
Carter: You didn't what?
Abby: I didn't know if I was going to keep it or not?
Carter: What! Shocked and taken aback. You weren't going to keep it?
Abby: Well, you know my family. I just don't want to have a child who is bipolar. I just… I couldn't do that to a kid and… I… I don't think I could deal with it again. Looks down to ground, avoiding eye contact with Carter.
Carter: Wait, you know the chances are slim that you would pass it on
Abby: I know, but what if. I don't think that I'm strong enough to deal with again.
Carter: softly. But you'd have me
Abby: You say that now
Carter: No, you have me forever, come what may…
Abby: Well even so, there's another reason
Carter: and that one is?
Abby: I… I had an abortion
Carter: stunned. What? Softly. You had an abortion? When?
Abby: years ago when I was with Richard. It wasn't the right time and I was so afraid of passing on the disease and we weren't even talking at the time… I didn't even tell him. Abby breaks down crying.
Carter: hey, hey it's ok. Everything's going to be ok. He takes her into a hug and starts wiping away her tears.
Abby: And that's not even the worse of it. The procedure may have scarred my uterus. They said I probably couldn't have children ever again. I was afraid I was going to miscarriage, so I didn't tell you about the baby. I thought it would just be too much, you know with Joshua and all.
Carter: Hey. It's ok. It's ok. Stop crying. Look what happened with Kem, happened with Kem. It shouldn't be a deciding factor in whether or not you keep this baby.
Abby: I know, but…
Carter: No buts. If you think that not keeping this baby is the best choice, then whatever, we'll deal with it. But I think that you should at least consider keeping the baby. I mean yes there's the possibility it'll be bipolar, but there's a far greater possibility that it will be a healthy, normal child. And since you are pregnant, you've already proved those doctors wrong about not being able to have children.
Abby: I know, but what if…
Carter: No, no what ifs. Just think about now. The future will come soon enough. We can't predict the future, so let's stop trying. Now I know that I would love to have a baby with you. And I'm already excited about this baby. But you need to make a decision. Do you or don't you want this baby?
There is silence as Abby is thinking, weighing all the different possibilities. Carter just waits patiently as Abby searches her soul. After a few minutes, Abby speaks.