Chapter 3

Abby squinted as the morning sun beamed through. She rolled over and saw Luka lying next to her. She couldn't remember how she had ended up in bed with him. The only thing that she remembered was that he had come pounding on her door at 2:30 in the morning and waking her up. She knew that there was something else and tried to think of what it was then, it hit her…they had had a long talk that night about the baby.

"Good Morning." Luka stroked his fingers through her long brown hair.

"Good Morning."

The sun lined the features of her face. "Did I tell you how beautiful you look this morning?"

Abby smiled. "Luka, thanks for coming over."

"No problem."

They stared into each others eyes for a few moments until Abby broke the silence.

"What time is it?

Luka rolled over and looked at the clock on the nightstand.

"6:30."

Abby groaned. "I'm on in two hours."

"Would you like some breakfast?"

Abby laughed. "You're going to make me breakfast?"

"I'm a good cook. I'll make you whatever you want; bacon, eggs, toast."

"Bacon and eggs sound good."

"Then bacon and eggs it is." Luka got out of bed.

"What about work? What time are you on?"

"I'm not on until ten."

Abby yawned. She didn't want to get out of bed but she knew that she had to go in or Carrie would kill her.

"Why don't you go take a hot shower, it will make you feel better," Luka urged.

Abby couldn't resist that offer, a hot shower did sound really appealing. Luka walked into the kitchen and started rummaging through the refrigerator for the eggs and bacon. Abby walked into the bathroom and slipped off her pajamas and stepped into the shower. She turned on the water, and breathed in the warmth that overtook her body; she was completely relaxed…so relaxed in fact that she wished she could stay like that forever and never have to go in to work. The smell of Luka cooking in the kitchen snapped her out of her thoughts. She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping the towel around her. She walked to the closet and pulled out a simple white shirt and her scrubs and put them on. The aroma in the kitchen was becoming stronger now, the smell of bacon and eggs becoming more distinct. She smiled at the sight of Luka as she wrapped her arms around his waist and nestled her chin in the crook of his neck.

"I told you I could cook," Luka said defensively.

"You know you look really hot in an apron," Abby chuckled.

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah."

Luka placed the eggs and bacon on a plate while Abby let go of him and made her way to the table. Luka put the plateful of food in front of her and joined her across the table. Abby hesitated as she lifted the fork to her mouth and took a bit.

"Luka, thank you. This is delicious."

"So I am a good cook," Luka teased.

Abby stabbed some eggs onto the end of her fork and raised it up.

"Don't make me do this." Abby was armed and ready to fire.

Luka laughed. "You wouldn't dare."

Abby pulled the end of the fork back and released. The eggs flow and landed on Luka's shirt. Both Luka and Abby burst out laughing but soon things began to settle down and Luka suddenly grow serious.

"What?" Abby questioned.

"Abby, we need to be serious and talk about this." She knew that he was right, they did need to talk about it but Abby wasn't sure what she was going to say.

She sighed. "I know."

Luka reached across the table and offered his hand, she gladly accepted it.

"Have you made a decision yet?"

"I don't know…"

"I love you Abby."

"I love you too but, that doesn't mean that having this baby is the right thing."

"Abby…"

"I'm scared."

Luka gave Abby's hand a reassuring squeeze. "I am too, but we are in this together…I promise."

Abby ran her hands through her hair in frustration.

"What are we to each other anyway? Are we really in the correct place to raise a baby? It's a big responsibility."

"We've been friends for a long time…good friends."

"Yeah."

"We've been through a lot together."

"That doesn't make this right."

Luka sighed. He could not express how much he wanted this...how much he wanted Abby.

"Listen, I know that you are scared but I want this. I want to raise a family with you."

"I just need some time…" Abby said as she put her plate in the dishwasher. Luka walked up beside her and she turned around. He wrapped his arm around her neck and leaned in to kiss her.

"I understand…whatever you want."

"Luka, thank you…for everything."

Abby could feel the beating of Luka's heart against his chest as he held her close. Suddenly, in that moment, all her worries and insecurities seemed to melt away.