Stuck In A Storm

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Chapter 2

Abby suddenly woke up and saw Carter calling her name over and over again with a scared tone of voice. The last thing she remembered was the car sliding down the road. "Carter, are you okay?"

He smiled at her. "I should ask you the same question; you're the one with a cut on your head." She touched her head. "I'm fine, it was nothing."

"It's not nothing, Abby. You were unconscious for a few minutes." Carter tried to open the door, but it wouldn't open. "It looks like we're stuck here together."

"I guess we are." Abby replied. Carter then looked at the expression on her face. "It's not that bad, we use to like to be alone, remember?"

"That was a long time ago, Carter." Abby snapped, as she looked out the window; she didn't want to think about her relationship with Carter, it was over a long time ago.

Carter didn't know what to say to Abby. " I didn't mean to upset you, Abby." Abby smiled. "It's fine."

"Is your cell phone working? Maybe we can call someone to help us." Carter replied.

"I left mine at home, what about yours?" she asked him. He looked at her. " I left mine at home too. I guess we'll just have to wait until someone comes by." Carter replied

"That could be hours." Abby responded.

"Well then I guess we just have to entertain ourselves." Abby looked at Carter, she didn't want to admit it to herself, but if she had to be stuck with anybody in a snowstorm, she was glad that it was Carter.

"So how is it living with Neela?" Carter asked, trying to make conversation,

"It's okay, I guess." Abby said, as she turned on the radio.

Beep - This is a public service announcement- There is a severe snowstorm in the Chicago area, please avoid driving unless it is an emergency – Beep.

"They could have told us that before." Abby said, with a laugh. Carter glanced at Abby, he forgot how much he missed her laugh, even though she didn't laugh a lot, it was great when she did. He loved everything about her, if only things were different, he thought to himself.

She could tell that he was looking at her, she didn't know if she should be flattered or worried, if it was any other ex-boyfriend, she would be worried, but seeing that it was Carter, she knew that she didn't need to worry. She was just happy that they were best friends like they were before.

"So how are Eric and Maggie doing?" Carter asked. Abby paused for a moment; she couldn't believe that Carter was asking her about her family. One thing she learnt since her and Carter become friends again was to not talk about family, because she knew that Carter would remember what happened with her brother as his grandmother's funeral.

"They're doing well, both on their meds, and I haven't been called to clean up any messes."

Carter smiled. He could tell her that Abby was tense. "I don't blame your brother for what happened at my grandmother's funeral, then I did, but not anymore. I was just so upset at the time. It was the disease, and I know that now, I just wanted you to know."

Abby nodded, not sure what to say to that. "Thanks. When Eric started taking meds, he told me to tell you that he was sorry. He really liked you, he thought that you were 'the one'."

"The one." Carter said with a laugh.

"Yeah I know; I don't know what he was thinking." Abby replied.

Abby then started to get cold. "Abby, are you cold?" Carter asked, as he could see that she was getting cold.

"Just a little." she replied. He took his jacket off. " Here take my jacket."

"You'll get cold." She said.

"I'll be fine." he replied, as he put the jacket on her. She smiled at him. "Thanks."

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A hour later,

Carter looked at Abby, and saw that she was looking pale. "Are you sure that you're okay?" he asked. She looked at him. "I'm okay"

"Does anywhere hurt?" he asked.

"Just my chest." she replied.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" he asked. She stared blankly at him. "Because it didn't hurt before, I'm really fine. I think it's just from sitting here for all these hours."

He glanced at her. "Can I take look?" he asked.

"Not a first date." she said with a laugh.

"At least we know you still have your sense of humor."

"Sure, you can look, but I told you that I'm fine." she said, as she pulled her shirt up, so Carter could see.

"Abby..we need to get you to the hospital right now."

"John, we're stuck remember?" she replied. He looked at her with all seriousness. "I don't care what we have to do, but we have to get you to the hospital now, I'll carry you if I have to."

Abby laughed. "I don't think you'll need to do that."

Carter tried the doors again to see if they would open. "Do you have any ideas how to get out here, Abby?" He then turned around, and looked at her, and saw that she was starting to drift into unconsciousness.

"Abby..don't do that. You have to stay awake." he said, as he shook her to get her to wake up.

"Why did you do that, John?" she asked.

"You can't go to sleep, Abby. You have to stay awake, until we can get you to the hospital." She looked up at Carter. "I just want to sleep, I'm so tired."

"Look at me, Abby. Don't go to asleep. Talk to me." Carter replied. "You can ask me anything, just anything to keep you awake."

Abby glanced at Carter, as she started to close her eyes. " No, Abby. Talk to me."

She opened her eyes a little bit. "Why did you break up with me in a letter?"

To be continued