Missing - Part Eight

A/N - Thanks so much for all the reviews. I'm greedy though, so I want more! This chapter is only a small one, sorry!

Chapter Eight - Long Road Ahead

Luka's POV

I stayed the whole night with Abby. She woke up in the middle of the night screaming out. I couldn't calm her down and we had to sedate her. She looks so peaceful now, her breathing is calm, and her face looks content. I know it is the result of the sedative, but I know one day Abby will recover. She is strong, stronger than most people. After her abduction, she just walked straight back into the ER a week later, and got back to work. I don't think I could have done that. She will bounce back, and I will help her every step of the way.

Abby's POV

He thinks I'm asleep, he thinks I'm calm, but I'm not so sure. Yes, my eyes are closed, and my body feels relaxed, but my head is swirling. It is full of images of blood, and guns, and my mother. It feels surreal, like it has happened to somebody else. I am living somebody else's nightmare. But then I remember. I remember the shooting, the killing, the murdering. This will haunt me forever and I'm not sure how to deal with it. I cannot do my usual Abby coping mechanism this time. I cannot shut myself off from it. Because it is too close to my heart this time.

Luka was continuing to stare at Abby when she opened her eyes.

"Hey, Abby, how are you feeling?"

"Ok, I guess. Tired" Abby's face showed no emotion, and Luka made a note of that. At least she was talking, for now.

"Do you want some breakfast?"

"I'm not hungry. I would like some water though please"

"Here" Luka said, handing her a cup.

Abby gulped it down. It felt so refreshing; she hadn't drunk for a long time.

"We gave you a sedative to help you sleep last night. You looked peaceful"

"I know. I wish it had of worked"

"I thought you slept?"

"I did, sort of. But I couldn't stop thinking about everything that happened. And I kept seeing my mums face. Oh God, Luka, did you find Eric!"

"Eric's fine. The police found him; he's been staying at our apartment. He wants to come and see you today. I thought you'd probably be discharged, so I said I'd ring him"

"Oh thank-you Luka. Sometimes I don't know what I would do without you" Abby said, tears forming in her eyes.

"Hey, it's ok. That's what I'm here for. When you're ready Abby, you can tell me everything. I want to help you get through this"

"I'm not sure I will get over it. I mean, my mums dead Luka, how do I get over that?"

"I didn't say over, you never get over it. But you find a way to cope, and you will. Believe me, I know. But I want you to promise that you will talk to me, that you won't ignore it"

"I will Luka. I promise"

Luka took Abby in his arms, and held her as she sobbed. They had a long road ahead of them, but they would make it. They had to.