Post by diamondsarepink on Feb 17, 2007 0:06:47 GMT 10
Note: This fic may Contain some spoilers, but is still my own style and how I would see it going. It's about Luka/Abby, Ames vs. Kovac, Abby ect... I couldn't wait until January...
Cusualties of Love
"I was running to you..." -Luka
Abby's POV.
It's chritsmas, and nothing can ruin this moment; but don't think I didn't forget about the whole Ames situation. Our lives are on the line..he could be "watching" us- right now. It was in the back of my mind. I knew it was making Luka crazy, he was trying to protect me from the "dangers of the world", as I put it a few days ago. Somehow I know he will never stop protecting me, how he will always have the need to protect me. I really am scared of what it's doing to Luka. He seems differant. As if he may loose his family for the second time. It wont happen. What is a disabled man going do?
"Merry Chistmas" I said, as I walked over to the couch. Handing him his gift..
"I thought I already got my present." He smiled
"Oh, you did, It's from Joe. We picked it out together." I smiled.
"Abby..." His vioce trailed off..He opened it. It was a picture frame stating: "Number 1 Dad." With a picture of all of us.
"Thank you.."He said, kissing me and walking over to the crib, picking up Joe."
"And thank you." He said, kissing Joe.
This moment was perfect. It seemed all too sureal that we were acually a family.
The Phone rang. Luka answered it...I played with Joe on the couch. He was getting so big.
Luka looked a little dismal after he got off the phone.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Morris is sick, they need me."
"I'll come with you," I said, standing up, placing joe in his play pen
"No...It's fine, stay with Joe, it will only be for a few hours." He reasured me.
He kissing and he left. I couldn't talk him out of it. I knew he really didn't want to go. Joe was getting tired to I put him in his room. He fell asleep quickly. I went to the couch, sat down and looked at the picture frame that Luka just got. We were a family now, a real family. It felt really good.
There was a knock at the door. I wasn't sure who it was. I answered it, it could be anyone. I opened the door slowly..
"Mr..Ames?" I asked outloud.
"Uh, Hi, Can I use your um, phone?" He asked,
"Sure." I smiled, shocked he was here. It was snowing and he couldn't find any other place to use a phone?
I took my cell phone, starting to get suspicious. my Back towards him..I felt a cold hand grab me. I screamed, maybe someone would hear me. He turned me around.
"What..WHAT are you doing?" I asked him?
"Don't talk." I saw a knife. I froze. I thought of Joe, of Luka
"Please, let me get Joe, my son." Tears in my eyes.
"I'm doing what I should have done along time ago.."He answered my question.
He took duck tape and carefully put the cold tape over my mouth. With the phone still in my hands, I dialed 911, hoping, praying, someone would hear me, Joe started crying. I started to fight back, fearing for my life.
Thoughts?
Cusualties of Love
"I was running to you..." -Luka
Abby's POV.
It's chritsmas, and nothing can ruin this moment; but don't think I didn't forget about the whole Ames situation. Our lives are on the line..he could be "watching" us- right now. It was in the back of my mind. I knew it was making Luka crazy, he was trying to protect me from the "dangers of the world", as I put it a few days ago. Somehow I know he will never stop protecting me, how he will always have the need to protect me. I really am scared of what it's doing to Luka. He seems differant. As if he may loose his family for the second time. It wont happen. What is a disabled man going do?
"Merry Chistmas" I said, as I walked over to the couch. Handing him his gift..
"I thought I already got my present." He smiled
"Oh, you did, It's from Joe. We picked it out together." I smiled.
"Abby..." His vioce trailed off..He opened it. It was a picture frame stating: "Number 1 Dad." With a picture of all of us.
"Thank you.."He said, kissing me and walking over to the crib, picking up Joe."
"And thank you." He said, kissing Joe.
This moment was perfect. It seemed all too sureal that we were acually a family.
The Phone rang. Luka answered it...I played with Joe on the couch. He was getting so big.
Luka looked a little dismal after he got off the phone.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Morris is sick, they need me."
"I'll come with you," I said, standing up, placing joe in his play pen
"No...It's fine, stay with Joe, it will only be for a few hours." He reasured me.
He kissing and he left. I couldn't talk him out of it. I knew he really didn't want to go. Joe was getting tired to I put him in his room. He fell asleep quickly. I went to the couch, sat down and looked at the picture frame that Luka just got. We were a family now, a real family. It felt really good.
There was a knock at the door. I wasn't sure who it was. I answered it, it could be anyone. I opened the door slowly..
"Mr..Ames?" I asked outloud.
"Uh, Hi, Can I use your um, phone?" He asked,
"Sure." I smiled, shocked he was here. It was snowing and he couldn't find any other place to use a phone?
I took my cell phone, starting to get suspicious. my Back towards him..I felt a cold hand grab me. I screamed, maybe someone would hear me. He turned me around.
"What..WHAT are you doing?" I asked him?
"Don't talk." I saw a knife. I froze. I thought of Joe, of Luka
"Please, let me get Joe, my son." Tears in my eyes.
"I'm doing what I should have done along time ago.."He answered my question.
He took duck tape and carefully put the cold tape over my mouth. With the phone still in my hands, I dialed 911, hoping, praying, someone would hear me, Joe started crying. I started to fight back, fearing for my life.
Thoughts?