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A/N: One day late. I'm sure my THOUSANDS of readers were VERY upset. Well, if there's anybody out there actually reading this, review please.

Ch 6. Over and Over

.:Around Spring:.

Carter stood in Lucy's doorstep, pounding on the door, "Come on, Luce. Let me in!"

Inside he heard unlocking, and then finally the door opening.

"Sorry!" She stood there, in a robe and slippers with her makeup on and hair half done.

Shutting the door behind him, he cried, "Lucy! We have to leave here in like five minutes come on!"

"I'm going as fast as I can!" She ran back into her bedroom and curled the straight pieces of hair.

"Lucy, I can't be late, this is a family function I told you when we had to leave!"

She sighed and rolled her eyes, "Again, I'm sorry. Work was crazy and I am just an intern."

He walked into her bedroom and sat on the bed, "Ok, what can I do? We have to go like now."

"Nothing, just stop trying to fight with me," She said as she let go of the curling iron to reveal a blonde curl.

He stood up and began to pace, "You could have at least called me if you were running late."

"For the third time, Carter, I'm sorry! I was too busy trying to get ready!" With anger and frustration she yelled back. Then, without concentrating, she set the hot curling iron against her neck, "Oh damnit!" She stood up and aired her neck.

"What, what?" Asked Carter as he walked over to her.

She pushed him out of her way and picked some ice out of the fridge and put it on her neck, "Nothing, I'm fine."

Carter exhaled nosily, "Are you ready to get dressed now?"

"Yeah, I am!" She hurried back to her room, and slammed the door.

The anxious boyfriend paced around her apartment, and looking at his watch as the seconds passed by. Tick, tick, tick. "Luce, how long does it take?"

Lucy opened the door, dressed beautifully in a red, silky dress, and her hair curled, Sarcastically she asked, "There, done, do I meet your approval?"

"Yes, you look fine, can we go now, please?" Tired of waiting, he asked.

She nodded and opened the door and walked out, in front of Carter and down her stairs, "You don't have to be so grouchy you know, we're only six minutes late."

"Yeah it's not your family." He opened the door for her and they began to walk out onto the sidewalk.

Slamming her heels loudly on the concrete she stated, "Well, I'm sorry me having to work so hard is putting a damper in your family functions."

"Excuse me, but I was an intern, yeah twice actually."

"Then you should understand, but you don't." She argued back, getting into his Jeep.

Exhausted of their fighting, Carter still asked, "What don't I understand?"

"Me! How hard it's been for me these seven months. I see you when I can; I talk to you when I can. But sometimes, I can't. Like tonight, I was just working a double two nights ago. Then I was working late today, and you still expect me to just like drop everything so I can be with you. Well, guess what, sometimes I'm tired, and sometimes I have too many patients, that I can't just drop them all at your command. And you get mad, but you shouldn't because, you've been there before too." She crossed her arms overher chest and just looked at her boyfriend.

"What the hell was that Lucy?" He raised his voice out of anger, "Do you want me to apologize? I'm sorry for wanting to be with my girlfriend when she has a free night, which is hardly ever. I'm sorry for liking you Lucy, I'm sorry for-"

His put downs, and sarcasm was shut off by Lucy, "Shut-up, Carter! You know what I mean!"

"Actually, I don't, and I'm sure you'll explain it to me in the nicest manner you know how, just like you are learning in your internship."

"Carter, shut the hell up! Before you make a even bigger ass of yourself!" She yelled and looked away from him.

He stopped at a red light, and the whole car was filled with an awkward silence as he drummed his fingers against the steering wheel.

"Let me out," she said softly, and began to fiddle with the lock.

"What!"

"Carter, let me out! I don't want to be with you now!"

"So, I'm supposed to let you out in the middle of a busy street?" He looked at her, confused and angered. Why was she so mad?

"I don't care how you do it!" She was pulling at the door.

Carter pressed a button, which unlocked the doors and she stormed out and walked onto the sidewalk. He drove away fast, and from the rear view mirror, he saw Lucy get into a cab and go the opposite way.

.:At the Banquet:.

Carter sat at the bar, feeling alone and feeling terrible. He sipped his wine and looked around and sighed. He messed up, he screwed something great up because of his stupid temper.

"John!"

Carter stood up and looked behind him, where he heard the shout and saw his dad coming towards him. He hugged his dad and back on the bar stool.

"I thought you were bringing a girl," Asked the father, looking around.

Carter shook his head and sipped his wine, "No, uh, she couldn't make it."

"Oh, well that's too bad. You been seeing her for a while?" The older John asked, ordering a drink.

"Yeah, about seven months," He looked at his glass, and moved it from side to side, watching how the red wine moved in the glass.

"You must really like her then."

Carter picked his head up and looked at his father, "I really do." He set his glass down and once again, sighed.

"Did you see Millicent?"

Carter nodded, "And mom, they know I'm here."

"Good," He said upon receiving his drink, "Well, I guess I'll see you later tonight?"

Carter nodded his head, "Yeah, see ya, dad."

With his father out of his way, Carter lost himself in his own thoughts. He thought about the only thing that mattered, the only thing he spent so much time thinking about it was crazy. Lucy. Then, he thought about the fight they just had. He moaned and realized how awful it must have been for Lucy to walk away. Lucy. The only person who stayed and fought until it was absolutely impossible. Was it impossible? Did he really make it impossible? No. He wasn't going to give up on her. Not now or ever. He stood up, grabbed his coat and walked out of the banquet with only one mission on mind.

.:30 minutes later:.

Carter stood there, again knocking on Lucy's door, "Lucy, please let me in! Lucy, I'm sorry!" He yelled over and over again, then he reached above the door, and pulled out Lucy's emergency key and opened the door. "Lucy? Lucy, honey, are you here?" He set the dozen roses he had bought her down on the coffee table and walked around. The house seemed just as she left it. He walked into her bedroom and saw her robe tossed on the bed, and her vanity covered in bottles of makeup, "Lucy?" He continued to walk around her apartment she wasn't there. This wasn't right, it's been an hour since he saw Lucy go into that cab, something happened to her. "Oh god!" He checked the apartment one last time, and then ran out and into his car. John sat there, in his Jeep thinking of where Lucy would be. What could have happened? He pulled out his cell phone and dialed his house, to check if she left a message. When his cell phone died out of lost batteries, he threw it on the ground in anger and drove to his place.

.:A little later:.

Carter slammed his Jeep door and ran into his apartment building, up the stairs and down the hall until he reached his door. He pulled his keys out of his coat pocket and fiddled with the door and lock until it opened. Once it did, he walked inside and straight through his kitchen and into his living room. There he saw her. Lucy, she was sitting on his couch in tears. Carter sighed of relief and just looked at her for a little.

She was out of her dress, which was lying on the chair and she was wearing a t-shirt of his, and a pair of his pants. Which were both too large on Lucy. The shirt was beyond oversized and the pants were rolled up along the waist. She stood up from the couch and wiped her hands on the pants. "Hey…." She said unsure.

He just sighed again and wiped his hand over his face. "You scared the shit out of me. You know that?"

"Sorry…you know…for everything." She dug her hands in her pockets and shrugged her shoulder.

He once again sighed, still not believing all the things that ran through his mind in the last hour. "I'm sorry, too."

She took a step forward and stroked her hand over his arm. "First fight as a couple."

He sighed, for the last time and just wrapped his arms all the way around her and she laid her head in his chest and they both smiled.

Carter smiled, he couldn't help it, she looked so beautiful although her hair a mess and her tight dress was replaced with Carter's baggy clothes. He sat on the couch and pulled her onto his lap. She laid her head on his shoulder and curled her legs on the couch. Carter wrapped his arms around her and held her close; it was incredible how perfect she fit in his arms.

As Carter sat there, holding his girlfriend, a thought entered his mind. He remembered being at Lucy's apartment, being so scared she was hurt, raped, or even dead. He called to mind how afraid he was, afraid he wouldn't see Lucy ever again, afraid that he lost her. And life without her was nothing. He spent years without Lucy, even a few disliking her, and how he wasn't going to waste anymore time.

Stroking her hair, and feeling her so close to him, he knew it. If he wasn't sure before he was now.

"Hey uhh, Luce," He started. She picked her head up, turned around and faced him. "I, uh just want you to know… and you don't have to say anything back, but I love you."

She stopped everything. She just stared at Carter. "You love me?" She asked searching his eyes for a reaction with a smile pressed on her lips.

He smiled and nodded, "Yeah."

Lucy's lips grew wide as an even wider smile spread across her face and her hands' grasped onto his, "I love you too, John."

Carter stroked her face and smiled. Who would have thought, he would have fallen for Lucy Knight? And who would have thought she would have fell for him.

She laughed and Carter tilted her head up, to meet his, and he looked into her eyes and kissed her. As the moments passed of those two kissing, they both knew this was far beyond love.

.:Back to the present:.

Carter laughed and continued talking, "And that was the first night we-" He stopped, realizing what he was going to say. He looked over at her daughter, she was sound asleep, lying on her stomach and her head facing Carter, she looked ever so peaceful.

He smiled and looked at the clock, about 9:30. That's when he picked her up, and carried her into her room. Her room was pink, with pictures of ballerinas on the walls, and a pink bed spread. Carter laid her on her bed and covered her in blankets. Reaching over and turning on her night light, and then looking back at her daughter, he realized how innocent she looked, how beautiful she was, and how much she looked like her mother.

He saw Lucy in her in everything. Bridget's stunning eyes, her face, her nose, her personality. The only thing Carter had to show that she was his daughter was her dark hair. The man sighed and stroked his child's arm. He whispered, "Bridg, honey, I'm sorry I'm not half the parent your mother would be." He sat in bed, next to his daughter and stroked her arm while holding her close, "Your mom loved you so much, Bridget," He sighed and kissed her head before standing up, "But I guess you don't remember, or even know that." He kissed her again, moved the hair out of her eyes and went into his bedroom. There he saw the picture, Bridget left on his bed, of her, and Lucy the first day Bridget crawled. Smiling he picked it up and sat on the bed. There he stared at his long wife for a while, and remembered everything about her, every inch of her skin, the sound of her laughter, the taste of her kiss, everything he missed. He walked into Bridget's bedroom and set the picture on her nightstand. Kissing her one more time he walked back into his room and changed. After brushing his teeth he went to bed.

Lying in bed he remembered just where he left off telling the story to Bridget, and just when Lucy spent the first time, in bed with him, that same night.

.:Later that night:.

Lucy and Carter laid there, on the couch in front of the fire. Just holding each other and remembering this night…whenever they both truthfully admitted their feelings to one another. Lucy rolled over to look at her boyfriend in the eyes and she brushed her hands through his hair before leaning in and kissing him. Hard at first, before they both just fell into in and were making out. Her hands now ran up and down and up and down his chest, with her fingers reaching lower each time they traveled down. And his, one held onto her hip and the other embraced her chin, to make sure neither of them let go of this kiss.

She sat on her knees and pulled away from Carter, looking at him eye level, she whispered, "Do you want to…" her voice trailed off.

Carter tucked a loose strand of hair out of her eyes and behind her ear, "Do you?"

She nodded and smiled and again kissed him. He picked her up and threw her over her shoulder. She laughed and screamed when he threw her on his bed.

She smiled and giggled as Carter got back into bed with her. She bit her lip and looked into his eyes at the same time as she untied his tie and unbuttoned his shirt.

Cocking an eyebrow at her, he bent over and kissed her neck, over and over again. She sighed happily and finally removed his tie. Then he sat up on his knees and took of the rest of his shirt. She watched him, smiling. Carter then grabbed onto his shirt, which was worn by Lucy and pulled it off, over her head. She then put her hands on his chest, and he sat her up, pressing their bodies together. Feeling each other's body heat. When a feeling of lacy fabric interrupted Carter's necking and sucking, he rubbed her back and unbuckled the lock, and she slowly removed the bra off of her shoulders.

She smiled and stroked his face and running her hands through his hair before she kissed him.

And for the rest of that night, he made love to her like he had never before.