Abby sits at the small table in her hotel room working on some files from Luc and Sean on her laptop.

Both mangers had sent her several files on the new antiques she had acquired on her last trip to Scotland.

Luc didn't want to price anything without her consent and Sean, well Sean was just being himself. He wanted her to come home to Atlanta and to give up the pipe dream of Lima, Ohio, "where ever the hell that place is anyways."

Looking thru the pictures she finds the one she is looking for, a huge, hand crafted eighteenth century canopy bed. She sends an email to Luc letting him know it is not for sale and to ship it to the address she left at the store.

She has made several lists of things she must get done in the following few days. The shop, the house, personal, and moving lists litter the floor, chairs, and the limited space on the table top.

The last email checked and reply sent, she closes her laptop and stretches her aching muscles. She notices the time, one in the morning and she is still wide awake.

"I need a shower and a drink", she thinks to herself. She turns towards the bathroom and stops when a pile of notes fall to the floor revealing her vibrating phone.

She walks over to her blackberry and recognizes the number on the screen. "What the hell?", she asks out loud. She is tempted to let it go to voice mail but instead answers it.

"Do you have any idea what time it is Tom? Why in the hell are you calling me so late?", her voice is tinged with anger when she answers. The man infuriates her just thinking about him let alone actually talking to him was worse.

"Abby shut up and listen. I need you to come to the ER at the hospital, please. I really need your help.", he says in a rush and hangs up.

Abby's POV about the call

He hung up on me! He fucking hung up on me! Her mind is screaming out the words. She is staring at the black screen, her fury is building to a boiling point.

The nerve of that jackass to call me and tell me that I HAVE to go. The idiot told me to SHUT UP. I am going to give him a piece of my mind.

What the hell does he think that I am going to do, run to the hospital? Stupid jackass, does he really think I am getting out this late at night?

Looking down I see my feet slipping into a pair of my tennis shoes like they have a mind of their own. I cant believe that I am doing this, where the hell is my purse?

Oh well, I will ream his ass when I get there, at least he will be at the hospital so they can sew him a new one back in place of the one I am going rip out and shred.

I grab my keys and purse and leave with thoughts of what I am going to say to the idiot.

The Descent by Mark Salling

I know its hard to even

Imagine letting go

Think of her

Maybe its time you were finally

Crossing over

This is a corrected version of the authors note from the last chap….My mind goes faster than my fingers LOL…

The other kids of Glee will be in this story. Trust me Kurt isn't done with any of them where Puck/Noah is concerned. And the story does get lighter, but like Tom said, Noah has a long road ahead of him…He will soon find out he has more than three friends tho….So please be patient and let me know what you think…

And for this chapter Abby is now going to met the kids of Glee slowly over a couple of chapters…Some will mesh with her and some, well lets just say she sees what some of them choose to ignore in their friends and she doesn't hesitate to call them out on it….

Thanks Jenn