Post by lubylover319 on Mar 11, 2006 18:57:40 GMT 10
Hey everyone, bit of luby love for you!
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I don’t actually own these characters. TPTB and NBC do.
The song is ‘How Sweet it is to be Loved by You’ by the Temptations
Warning: This is a bit spoilerish if you haven’t seen Season 12. This story takes place right after 12.14, ‘Quintessence of Dust’
You’re Beautiful
Chapter One: How Sweet it is to Be Loved by You
I opened the door to my apartment, quickly closing it again to keep out the cold.
“Abby?” I called out. I walked over to the living room, where the TV was on. Abby was fast asleep on the couch; one hand on her stomach, the other holding the phone to her chest. I sent up a prayer of thanks. I was getting worried about Abby, she barely sleeps. And she needs her rest for the baby. Reaching down, I brushed the hair out of her face, letting my fingers gently stroke her cheek.
God, she’s beautiful. I can’t believe how lucky I am to find this- the love of a beautiful woman- not once, but twice in life. It’s been a long time since Danijela died. I let her memory ruin what I had with Abby the first time. Never again. While I will always love Danijela, Abby has my heart now.
Images of Jasna and Marco crossed my mind. I still miss them, my family, but the pain has lessened. Mostly thanks to Abby, she’s given me a second chance. I covered her with a light blanket, allowing my hand to rest on her stomach where a slight bump was forming. It’s hard to believe how drastically things have changed in the last four months. Abby and I are back together and having a baby. I’m going to be a father again! I know Abby has her fears, but I also know everything is going to be okay. I love her so much and everything just feels right. We’re so happy; I can see it in the way she smiles. In every laugh and kiss and touch. I kissed Abby’s forehead and settled into a nearby chair to finish up some paperwork and watch her sleep.
I opened my eyes, trying to remember why I was on Luka’s couch and what I’d been doing with the phone. Ah, calling Maggie. It was Luka’s suggestion. I was nervous, very nervous, about telling my mother I was pregnant. Turned out there was no need for it. Maggie was so excited, going on about how she would finally be a grandmother. It was all I could do to get her off the phone when she found out the father was Luka.
“Luka? That Euro doctor? Oh, Abby, I’m so happy for you. I knew he was the one! It was the way he stared at you. How does it feel to live without fear, to enjoy life?” I sighed, smiling.
“It feels wonderful, Mom.”
“I’m glad, sweetie. I know you can do this; you’ll be a great mom, Abby. This baby will be perfect.” I closed my eyes and thought about the amnio. The baby really is fine.
“The amnio was normal, so chances are the baby will be healthy.”
“You’ll be fine, Abby. This is it, this time.” She paused for a moment, thinking. She went on, her voice softer. “You really love him, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I do.” It was the first time I’d admitted it to anyone, including myself. “When are you coming to visit?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Whenever you want me do, honey.”
“Alright. I’ll call you, Mom.”
“I love you, Abby.”
“I know. I love you too, Mom.” We hung up. I wandered over to the couch and fell asleep watching TV.
I looked around and immediately saw Luka stretched out on one of the couches. I got up, throwing the blanket aside, and walked over to him. He was asleep, a stack of papers on the coffee table. He looked so sweet when he slept. I pushed his gorgeous, dark hair off his forehead, taking a moment just to drink him in. I imagined his green eyes, twinkling with amusement, and his beautiful smile. Tall, dark, handsome and mysterious indeed. How I ever managed to grab him was beyond me. He’s sweet, caring, and unbelievably hot. Especially in bed. I don’t deserve him and yet he still wants me.
He’s seen so much sadness and heartache. It’s made him who he is, a strong person who wears his heart on his sleeve. He’s supported me through this whole struggle with the baby. I know how badly he wants to have children, but he stood by me when I wanted an abortion. I walked out of that clinic knowing I could never do that to him. Then came the realization that I want this baby as much as he does. I want make him happy, as happy as he makes me. I love him so much. Now if only I could tell him that.
Abby bent over to kiss Luka at the exact moment he opened his eyes. She was surprised when he responded to her soft kiss. He sat up and pulled Abby into his lap.
“You’re awake.” He said.
“Yeah, I woke up to find you asleep. When did you get in?” Luka looked at the clock.
“A few hours ago. I had a couple things to I needed to finish up at the hospital. What have you been up to?” Abby almost seemed to hesitate.
“Oh… um, I called my mom.” He smiled.
“Really?”
“Yes, really. She’s happy for us. She couldn’t stop going on about you.” Luka laughed.
“So she likes me, huh? I won her over with my European charm?”
“Yes, you did.”
“I’m proud of you, Abby, for telling her.” Abby sighed.
“It wasn’t easy.”
“I know.” Luka said softly. He waited for her to speak, taking her hand in his.
She looked down at their hands before looking up at Luka again. “Thanks, Luka.” He looked at her, puzzled.
“For what?”
“For being there to support me, for pushing me to talk to Maggie, and, most of all, for just being you. That’s one of the reasons why I love you.” Luka looked a little surprised. “I do love you, Luka.” He smiled then, his heart in his beautiful, green eyes.
“I love you too. I’ve always loved you, Abby, always.” He leaned in, kissing her with that last word. After a bit Abby pulled back, resting her head on Luka’s shoulder. They sat like that for a while, just holding each other.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I don’t actually own these characters. TPTB and NBC do.
The song is ‘How Sweet it is to be Loved by You’ by the Temptations
Warning: This is a bit spoilerish if you haven’t seen Season 12. This story takes place right after 12.14, ‘Quintessence of Dust’
You’re Beautiful
Chapter One: How Sweet it is to Be Loved by You
I opened the door to my apartment, quickly closing it again to keep out the cold.
“Abby?” I called out. I walked over to the living room, where the TV was on. Abby was fast asleep on the couch; one hand on her stomach, the other holding the phone to her chest. I sent up a prayer of thanks. I was getting worried about Abby, she barely sleeps. And she needs her rest for the baby. Reaching down, I brushed the hair out of her face, letting my fingers gently stroke her cheek.
God, she’s beautiful. I can’t believe how lucky I am to find this- the love of a beautiful woman- not once, but twice in life. It’s been a long time since Danijela died. I let her memory ruin what I had with Abby the first time. Never again. While I will always love Danijela, Abby has my heart now.
Images of Jasna and Marco crossed my mind. I still miss them, my family, but the pain has lessened. Mostly thanks to Abby, she’s given me a second chance. I covered her with a light blanket, allowing my hand to rest on her stomach where a slight bump was forming. It’s hard to believe how drastically things have changed in the last four months. Abby and I are back together and having a baby. I’m going to be a father again! I know Abby has her fears, but I also know everything is going to be okay. I love her so much and everything just feels right. We’re so happy; I can see it in the way she smiles. In every laugh and kiss and touch. I kissed Abby’s forehead and settled into a nearby chair to finish up some paperwork and watch her sleep.
“How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
I close my eyes at night
Wondering where would I be without you in my life
I want to stop and thank you baby
I just want to stop and thank you baby”
xxxxxxx
How sweet it is to be loved by you
I close my eyes at night
Wondering where would I be without you in my life
I want to stop and thank you baby
I just want to stop and thank you baby”
xxxxxxx
I opened my eyes, trying to remember why I was on Luka’s couch and what I’d been doing with the phone. Ah, calling Maggie. It was Luka’s suggestion. I was nervous, very nervous, about telling my mother I was pregnant. Turned out there was no need for it. Maggie was so excited, going on about how she would finally be a grandmother. It was all I could do to get her off the phone when she found out the father was Luka.
“Luka? That Euro doctor? Oh, Abby, I’m so happy for you. I knew he was the one! It was the way he stared at you. How does it feel to live without fear, to enjoy life?” I sighed, smiling.
“It feels wonderful, Mom.”
“I’m glad, sweetie. I know you can do this; you’ll be a great mom, Abby. This baby will be perfect.” I closed my eyes and thought about the amnio. The baby really is fine.
“The amnio was normal, so chances are the baby will be healthy.”
“You’ll be fine, Abby. This is it, this time.” She paused for a moment, thinking. She went on, her voice softer. “You really love him, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I do.” It was the first time I’d admitted it to anyone, including myself. “When are you coming to visit?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Whenever you want me do, honey.”
“Alright. I’ll call you, Mom.”
“I love you, Abby.”
“I know. I love you too, Mom.” We hung up. I wandered over to the couch and fell asleep watching TV.
I looked around and immediately saw Luka stretched out on one of the couches. I got up, throwing the blanket aside, and walked over to him. He was asleep, a stack of papers on the coffee table. He looked so sweet when he slept. I pushed his gorgeous, dark hair off his forehead, taking a moment just to drink him in. I imagined his green eyes, twinkling with amusement, and his beautiful smile. Tall, dark, handsome and mysterious indeed. How I ever managed to grab him was beyond me. He’s sweet, caring, and unbelievably hot. Especially in bed. I don’t deserve him and yet he still wants me.
He’s seen so much sadness and heartache. It’s made him who he is, a strong person who wears his heart on his sleeve. He’s supported me through this whole struggle with the baby. I know how badly he wants to have children, but he stood by me when I wanted an abortion. I walked out of that clinic knowing I could never do that to him. Then came the realization that I want this baby as much as he does. I want make him happy, as happy as he makes me. I love him so much. Now if only I could tell him that.
“How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
I needed the shelter of someone's arms and there you were
I needed someone to understand my ups and downs and there you were
With sweet love and devotion
Deeply touching my emotion”
xxxxxxx
How sweet it is to be loved by you
I needed the shelter of someone's arms and there you were
I needed someone to understand my ups and downs and there you were
With sweet love and devotion
Deeply touching my emotion”
xxxxxxx
Abby bent over to kiss Luka at the exact moment he opened his eyes. She was surprised when he responded to her soft kiss. He sat up and pulled Abby into his lap.
“You’re awake.” He said.
“Yeah, I woke up to find you asleep. When did you get in?” Luka looked at the clock.
“A few hours ago. I had a couple things to I needed to finish up at the hospital. What have you been up to?” Abby almost seemed to hesitate.
“Oh… um, I called my mom.” He smiled.
“Really?”
“Yes, really. She’s happy for us. She couldn’t stop going on about you.” Luka laughed.
“So she likes me, huh? I won her over with my European charm?”
“Yes, you did.”
“I’m proud of you, Abby, for telling her.” Abby sighed.
“It wasn’t easy.”
“I know.” Luka said softly. He waited for her to speak, taking her hand in his.
She looked down at their hands before looking up at Luka again. “Thanks, Luka.” He looked at her, puzzled.
“For what?”
“For being there to support me, for pushing me to talk to Maggie, and, most of all, for just being you. That’s one of the reasons why I love you.” Luka looked a little surprised. “I do love you, Luka.” He smiled then, his heart in his beautiful, green eyes.
“I love you too. I’ve always loved you, Abby, always.” He leaned in, kissing her with that last word. After a bit Abby pulled back, resting her head on Luka’s shoulder. They sat like that for a while, just holding each other.
You were better for me than I was for myself
For me, there's you and there ain't nobody else
I want to stop and thank you baby
I just want to stop and thank you baby
How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
xxxxxxx
For me, there's you and there ain't nobody else
I want to stop and thank you baby
I just want to stop and thank you baby
How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
xxxxxxx