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Post by larue on Jul 4, 2008 6:54:35 GMT 10
Douglas was on my mind as well. That was a pretty traumatic day in Abby's life.
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Post by *Natalie* on Jul 5, 2008 2:26:08 GMT 10
Great update xxx
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Post by mich on Jul 5, 2008 14:42:10 GMT 10
great i rily love it when luka wants / misses abby.. please update soon..
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Post by larue on Jul 6, 2008 1:14:32 GMT 10
Abby stirred slightly under the covers and smiled a little as her hips nestled against the familiar warm body next to her. She opened one eye and closed it quickly again as the bright sunlight from the window burned into her brain. Oh geez. She opened her eyes again and looked at the clock on the table next to her. She blinked and stared at it again. Ten thirty? In the morning? She rolled over and jostled Luka’s shoulder.
“Luka,” she said quickly. “It’s ten thirty! Your staff meeting….” His eyes opened quickly and he looked at the alarm clock. He reached over and shook it. Someone had turned off the alarm. He threw back the covers on the bed and sat up.
“Damn it,” he groaned and hurried toward the bathroom. Abby sat up and rubbed her sleep filled eyes. They widened suddenly as she remembered Joe. He never slept this late. She pulled back the covers and drew her fingers through her hair as she padded across the hall to his room. His bed was empty. She frowned slightly and made her way toward the living room. The television was on and some kids’ show was playing. The room was empty. She heard voices from the kitchen and entered the door. Joe was kneeling on a chair at the table with a small bowl of grapes in front of him. He grinned and popped another grape into his mouth.
“Hi, Mommy,” he said as she approached. Abby chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of his dark silky hair. The refrigerator door closed and Ruthie smiled.
“Good morning,” she said as she hitched up the pajama pants Abby had loaned her. “Sleep okay?”
“Um hmm,” Abby nodded and lifted Joe off the chair and into her lap. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him close as he continued to chew and slip green grapes into his mouth.
“My clothes are in your washing machine. I hope that’s all right.” Abby grimaced.
“Of course it is,” she said and pressed a kiss to the crook of Joe’s neck. He squirmed and a throaty chuckle escaped from his smile.
“There was a message for your husband,” Ruthie said as she set a glass of juice on the table for Joe. “His meeting was cancelled this morning. They said they would reschedule it.”
Luka appeared at the door with a tie draped over the shoulders of the deep blue shirt he wore.
“The meeting has been cancelled,” Abby said brightly.
“I know,” he said gruffly. “I just called the office to tell them I would be late. She said they left a message for me.”
“Are you hungry?” Ruthie asked. “We had scrambled eggs…..but I can make French toast or pancakes?”
“Did you listen to our messages?” Luka cleared his throat. Abby frowned a bit at his brusque manner. Ruthie stopped, her brown eyes widening.
“No,” she said quietly. “But I heard that one when your answering machine picked up. It was right on the table next to my head. It woke me up actually.”
“And you came in and turned off the alarms?” Ruthie shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.
“Not exactly….” she said. “He was awake so I sent him in to do it. Dr. Lockhart said you didn’t have to work today…except for that meeting. I thought you’d like to sleep in since it was my fault that you got to bed so late last night. I’m sorry.”
“I pushed da button,” Joe said proudly. “I weal qwiet.” Abby chuckled and hugged him again.
“Oh come on, Luka. There was no real harm done and we both got some much needed sleep.” His eyes shifted darkly from Ruthie to his wife and then back again.
“I think I would just like a toasted bagel and some cream cheese,” Abby said blithely. “And how much longer do you think your clothes will take? We were planning to go to the park and ride the swan boats today.” She jostled Joe in her lap.
“This little guy loves to feed the ducks.” Joe grinned broadly and nodded happily.
“Rufie too?” he asked. Ruthie continued to wilt under Luka’s gaze and then turned abruptly toward the laundry room off the kitchen.
“God, Luka,” Abby scolded. “You’re scaring her to death. Stop it.”
“She turned off our alarms, Abby!”
“No…this one turned off our alarm.” Joe chuckled and squirmed as Abby tickled his ribs. She stood up and handed him to his father.
“Why don’t you get him dressed and we’ll go to the park and have lunch in the city later,” she said happily. “It’ll be fun.” Luka grimaced and shook his head as he tossed Joe over his shoulder. The little boy’s deep chuckle made him smile. Abby watched them go and then turned back to the laundry room door. Ruthie poked her dark head out and looked around.
“Is he gone?” she whispered.
“He’s gone,” Abby chuckled. The girl breathed a sigh of relief and came out with a stack of folded clothes in her arms.
“He doesn’t want me here,” she said. “Maybe I better just go with that social worker.”
“To Juvenile Hall? I don’t think so.”
“But I’ve been there for a day before….in Chicago,” Ruthie insisted. “It’s not a big deal…..”
“It’s a very big deal,” Abby interrupted patiently, “and it’s not going to happen.” Ruthie’s eyes blinked rapidly and she hugged the pile of clothes closer.
“But he’s…..”
“European,” Abby said. “And he’s a guy. They don’t like being out numbered by beautiful women. Trust me.” Ruthie grinned and nodded slightly. Abby turned her toward the bathroom and pushed gently.
“Now go get dressed,” she ordered. “We have some serious walking to do today.” The slight girl nodded and then turned back as she stopped at the doorway.
“Thank you,” she said quietly and then left. Abby sighed and shook her head sadly. She headed toward her room and stopped for a second at the door to Joe’s. She grinned slightly as she heard Luka and Joe chatting about the ducks in the park. Luka was crouching on the floor and watching as Joe pulled his tee shirt over his head. He reached out a finger to adjust a sleeve so it slid on easier and then handed the little boy a pair of shorts to put on. She rolled her eyes as their conversation shifted from ducks to using the potty in the bathroom like big boys do. He was talking quietly and they were laughing together. So sweet. And she loved it. She loved all of it.
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Post by lkaljk (Ebba) on Jul 6, 2008 4:06:48 GMT 10
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Post by Tails on Jul 7, 2008 1:54:48 GMT 10
I love your story!!! I can't wait for the next update!!!
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Post by *Natalie* on Jul 7, 2008 3:42:44 GMT 10
Great update xxx
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Post by mich on Jul 9, 2008 23:43:53 GMT 10
Loving it! can't wait for more..
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Post by lubylover09 on Jul 10, 2008 13:42:16 GMT 10
omg i love this fic please please please keeping going !!! is there a a spoiiler that ruthie may come back???
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Post by lubbylover1 on Jul 11, 2008 8:25:29 GMT 10
Love it.... back soon, please
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Post by Bah on Jul 11, 2008 15:17:50 GMT 10
Larue... You're torturing us! Really. This fic is so nice, and I'm really curious now Update soon please! :*
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Post by larue on Jul 27, 2008 13:33:46 GMT 10
“We can make it work, Luka,” she said as she stretched her legs out in the grass and watched Joe chasing Ruthie not far away. “She’s just a kid. And Holly is leaving for Europe as soon as her boyfriend is done with the spring semester.” Luka turned to look at her with a frown.
“They’re backpacking through Germany and Austria this time,” Abby sighed. Luka nodded and turned back to watching his son.
“Anyway, I was thinking that we could use Ruthie to help us out with childcare this summer. Kind of like an au pair. We could pay her and she would have her own money to get the things she’ll need for school in the fall.” “Or a ticket to run away again,” Luka mused. Abby’s face fell and her eyes flew to the children cavorting in the grass not far away. Joe and Ruthie had been joined by several others and were playing a chase game with a ball. A smile crossed her face as Ruthie slowed so Joe could hit her with the inflatable ball. She fell into the grass and Joe threw himself on her. They could hear Joe’s giggles as the girl wrapped her arms around him and rolled. Abby glanced back at Luka and there was the tiniest hint of a smile as he watched them.
“She’s a nice kid, Luka,” Abby said. “That could change if she lands in the wrong situation. You know that as well as I do.”
“Where are you going to put her, Abby?” he asked. “We don’t have another bedroom for her to use…even for a little while.”
“There’s that space in the basement that we were going to fix up for Maggie to use this summer. We’ll just do it sooner, that’s all.” Luka was unresponsive and Abby watched him watch Joe for a moment before she rolled onto her stomach in the grass. She folded her arms to rest her head on them. She sighed heavily as she enjoyed the warmth of the sun on her back and the cool grass beneath her. Luka placed a heavy hand in the small of her back and smoothed it a little. She opened her eyes and smiled as she saw him stretched on his side next to her.
“An au pair?” he asked. She nodded slowly.
“We wouldn’t have to stagger our shifts like we planned,’ she said softly. “We could actually see each other in the flesh now and then.” Luka’s eyes danced and he spread his hand up her spine and to the back of her neck. He moved his head closer and lightly tasted her lips.
“Ummm,” he murmured. “I like the…in the flesh….part. Does that mean what I think it does?” Abby chuckled as his lips pressed closer and captured hers. They were startled as the ball bounced off Luka’s head and they turned to see Joe and Ruthie watching them.
“Guys,” Ruthie said as she looked around warily. “Get a room or something. This is a very public park.” Abby chuckled as Luka sat up and brushed grass from his hands. Wordlessly he stood up and lifted Joe to his shoulders. Ruthie pulled Abby up and watched as she brushed grass from the seat of her jeans. They followed Luka and Joe toward the trolley stop.
“I was thinking about doing a little shopping,” Abby said. “Is there anything that you need…or want?” Ruthie shrugged.
“What do you say we ditch the guys and check out some of the shops?” Ruthie grinned and nodded. Abby laughed and put her arm around the girl’s shoulders.
Luka was on the phone when they made their way in the front door carrying several bags. He gave them a thumbs up and carried a file from the table to the den, still talking on the phone. Abby handed her bags to Ruthie.
“You can use a laundry basket for your clothes until we find a chest of drawers…and a bed…..and walls.” Ruthie chuckled and dropped the bags onto the couch. She sat down next to them and started going through things. Abby followed Luka and leaned against the door as she watched him feed papers from the file into the fax machine.
“I just sent them,” he said into the phone resting on his shoulder. “They should be coming through now. I know. We’ll do that first thing tomorrow. Yes. Thanks again, Adele. I will. Good bye.” He took the phone from his shoulder and turned it off.
“Adele Neuman,” he said. “She’s still with Family Services in Chicago. She is going to look into Ruthie’s case for us.”
“That’s great,” Abby nodded.
“I just faxed her the papers from the grandmother. She says that we should probably start a private foster home study to keep DCFS in Boston happy. I told her we would do that tomorrow.” Abby nodded again.
“So no one is coming to get her?”
“Well, there was some confusion about who was responsible for escorting her back to Chicago. Boston told them that she was staying with ‘family’ until they could arrange for an escort.” Abby nodded again.
“So, did you get the things she needed?” Luka leaned back against the desk and looked over as the fax machine churned.
“Just some sleep pants that fit her, underwear, a couple of tees, some shorts…..” Luka nodded with a grin as she moved toward him and slipped into his arms.
“Uh huh….” He chuckled and rested his chin on the top of her head.
“And how much money did you spend?” Abby chuckled wryly.
“I just want things to be better for her for a while, Luka. I remember what it was like to be fifteen and…feeling alone.” Luka frowned a little and his arms tightened around her snugly.
“Is that the only reason?” he asked. Abby was still as she basked his warmth and the beat of his heart. She sighed contentedly.
“What other reason could there be?” she asked quietly. Luka’s frowned deepened a bit and he kissed the top of her head.
“I think none,” he said softly. “None at all.”
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Post by mich on Jul 28, 2008 0:06:49 GMT 10
wooohooo! an update... luv ur fic... pls be back soon...
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Post by marie on Jul 28, 2008 3:19:55 GMT 10
great ! update soon !
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Post by Izzy on Jul 28, 2008 4:26:51 GMT 10
Love it!!!!!
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