Just as Kerry finished the exam, Neela came skidding into the room, almost crashing into the door due to her frantic state.
"Abby! I was so worried when you didn't answer your phone." Neela embraced the woman, nearly suffocating her in the process.
Abby fought to hold back tears. "Tony's back, Neela. He, he was at my apartment when I got home. I couldn't… I tried so hard to stop him, but I couldn't. He was too strong and he-." Her tears drowned her words out.
Neela just held Abby tight. "It's okay, Abby. He isn't going to come back again." She tried to comfort her. "Paratg… I should have known!"
Sam, who had watched the whole scene unfold, finally stepped forward. "She's right, Abby. We'll tell the police what happened and they'll keep him away forever. I promise."
"Abby? I know this is hard but there's a police officer here to speak with you." Kerry told her sympathetically. "Should I send her away?"
Abby shook her head. "No, I… I need to do this. Can I get dressed first?"
"Sure, sure, I'll go let them know." Kerry turned and left the room.
"Where are my clothes?" Abby asked Sam, running her hand through her messy brown hair.
"Oh, here." Sam grabbed the bag that had been tossed in the corner and pulled out her clothes. "Oh… uh, we're gunna need a change of clothes." She held up Abby's torn shirt and underwear, both splattered with blood from Tony's roughness. "I have an extra scrub top in my locker but that's it. I didn't even think about this before we left."
"That's all right. I'll stay here if you wanna run down there…" Neela offered.
Sam nodded and left the room.
AN: Not much of a chapter, I know. I was having a writer's block but just for that, I'll give you another chapter too! Is anyone else having major ER withdrawals? I'm dying of anxiety here. I wish they'd at least show reruns during the break but noooo, some other show it on.