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Post by sammiejm on Apr 26, 2006 5:59:17 GMT 10
And it's a great idea to introduce Neela right, now who is having a difficult time, and point out her strong friendship with Abby. I completely agree. We haven't seen enough of Abby and Neela's friendship on the show recently. It's good that you're writing it for us instead.
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Post by lubyfan on Apr 26, 2006 6:36:51 GMT 10
I love it!
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Post by larue on Apr 26, 2006 12:04:20 GMT 10
Abby rounded the admit desk and took a look at the patient board.
“Has Luka signed in yet?” she asked. Sam looked up from the computer.
“I don’t think so,” she said. “He didn’t come in with you?”
“No, I spent the night at Neela’s. I asked him to bring me some clothes this morning.”
“How is Neela doing? I’m kind of worried about her. She doesn’t say too much.” Sam went back to the computer.
“Well, just between you and I, right about now I would say that she is moving a little slow and avoiding any loud noises.”
“Ouch...” Sam grimaced. “A little too much to drink last night? That’s not good.” Abby nodded. She went through the charts on the counter and pulled one out.
“I’ve seen this guy before. What is he here for this time?” She opened the chart and scanned the admit notes. She looked up and smiled as Luka came through the ambulance bay doors. He had a hanger with her slacks and a sweater slung over his shoulder. Sam looked from one to the other and smiled a little as she quickly bent her head. She felt like she was invading a very private moment. Those two had eyes only for one another.
“Good morning,” Luka grinned and handed her the hanger. “Sleep well?”
“Ummm...not...really...,” she sighed as she lifted her face for a kiss. “How about you?”
“No...” he chuckled and kissed her. “I missed your cold feet.” She slapped her forehead.
“That’s why I couldn’t sleep!” Luka rolled his eyes. Abby grinned.
“I am going to go change.” She batted her lashes at him and headed down the hall toward the call room. Luka hesitated a moment and then hurried after her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the small public bathroom and locked the door behind them.
“What are you doing?” she laughed as he pulled his tie off.
“You said you would make it up to me,” he grinned and pulled her close to him.
“Here? Right now?” she giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“We could get into trouble.”
“Have you signed in yet?” he asked. She shook her head. “Me neither.” He kissed her. “So, we are...not...officially...on duty...yet.” She giggled again and bit her lips as he nuzzled her neck and his hands roamed up under her shirt.
“Luka, this bathroom is kind of on the small side,” she sighed as she fumbled for his belt and buttons. He lifted his head and looked around.
“Yeah?” he said and bent back to the task of undoing her bra. Abby laughed.
Out in the hall, Dori quickly caught up with a patient that was wandering toward the bathroom door.
“Mr. Phelps, you need to stay in your bed,” she said with an exasperated sigh.
“But I have to go to the bathroom,” the elderly man whined. Dori patted the half filled urine bag he held in his hand.
‘You have a catheter, Mr. Phelps,” she said as she gently turned him around. “You don’t need to use the bathroom.” She frowned as she noticed Malik leaning against the wall eyeing the bathroom door.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“I think Dr, Kovac is in there with Abby,” he said thoughtfully. “I think...” Dori laughed and glanced back at him as she guided Mr. Phelps back to his bed. When she came back out in the hall, Yosh and Haleh had joined Malik.
“Well, it wouldn’t be the first time someone has used that bathroom for something like that,” Haleh said quietly.
“Something like what?” Dori asked. Haleh rolled her eyes and Yosh snickered. Haleh laughed quietly and nudged Malik.
“Remember when Mark Greene kept hitting the call button?” she asked. Malik and Yosh chortled and slapped hands. Dori studied the closed door herself. Chuny hurried by, looked at the door they were watching and then stopped.
“What’s going on?” she asked. Malik tipped his head toward the bathroom.
“Dr. Kovac and Abby...we think,” he said. Chuny rolled her eyes.
“Is that all?” she scoffed. “Well, they’re married, you guys. What do you expect?” Haleh’s eyes widened and Malik, Dori and Yosh stopped laughing.
“What?” Yosh said. Chuny shook her head and put her hands on her hips.
“Oh please,” she said,” Don’t tell me that I am the only one who noticed that they’ve both been wearing gold bands since they came back from Africa?”
“That doesn’t mean that they got married,” Malik said. “It could be some kind of...African ritual thing...or something.” Chuny, Haleh and Dori laughed.
Inside the tiny bathroom Abby pulled a red bra out of the small plastic bag that had hung on the hanger.
“This isn't my bra,” she said. Luka looked up from the floor where he was gathering her clothes into a pile.
“Uh...it is now,” he said, his eyes wide. “I bought it for you last night.” He shrugged. “Told you I couldn’t sleep.”
“So you found an all night lingerie shop?” she scoffed as she struggled with the clasp in the back.
“You would be amazed at what Chicago has to offer. I wanted you to have something special to wear for me today,” Luka said as she turned around so he could help her. He handed her the expensive red silk panties from the bag and snickered as she grimaced. She slipped into her slacks and he pulled on the navy sweater he took off the hanger. She turned around and shook her hair loose. She laughed quietly at his face and helped him button his shirt again. He redid his belt as she retied his tie and straightened the collar on his shirt. Luka picked up the pile of clothes from the floor and handed them to her.
“Okay,” she said. “I am going to stick these in my locker and then go sign in. You wait in here for a few seconds before you come out.” Luka frowned with a confused grin and nodded. Abby slowly opened the bathroom door and peeked out. Her eyes widened as all the talking stopped outside the door and she saw Malik, Yosh, Haleh, Chuny, Dori, Ray, Inez and Sam looking at her.
“Oh, man....I do NOT believe this!” she said slowly and closed the door again. She pressed her forehead against the door as the sound of their laughter came through to them.
“What’s wrong?” Luka asked. Abby stepped back and pushed him toward the door.
“You go first,” she whispered sternly.
“What?” he said as he opened the door a crack. He peeked out and then grinned. They were all still there...waiting.
“Umm...uh...yeah,” he stuttered, embarrassed, as he opened the door. “Umm...she needed to change her clothes.” He reached behind him and pulled Abby out of the bathroom with him.
“What we were wondering is...,” Malik started.
“...are you two married now or not?” Chuny finished. Luka glanced down at Abby, tightened the hold on her hand and then looked back at the ER staff in front of him.
“We are,” he said. “We got married in Croatia.”
“I told you!” Chuny said triumphantly as she walked away. “African ritual...puleeze.” Malik shook his head and headed back to the admit desk. Inez and Sam meandered down the hall with a backward glance and grin at them. Ray winked at Abby and whistled as he straightened his shoulders and headed toward the lounge. Yosh nodded with a huge smile and followed him. Haleh was looking at them sternly, her arms crossed. She sighed heavily.
“I’ll go give housekeeping a call,” she said. “I imagine there is a fair amount of steam on the mirror in there.” She turned on her heel and left them as she chuckled.
“Oh man.......” Abby moaned as she pressed her face against his arm. Luka snickered and then laughed softly.
“Go put your clothes in your locker and then come and sign in,” he said.
“Aw man....." Abby moaned again as he gently pushed her toward the call room door. Abby swallowed and held her clothes against her. Kerry pulled the door open just as Abby was about to push it.
“Abby!” Kerry said with a smile. She looked at her friend and the smile faded. “You look.....flushed. Are you feeling okay?” Abby slipped past her.
“Aw, man.........” she said again as she headed for her locker. Luka was grinning as Kerry looked at him in confusion. He shrugged and headed toward the admit desk.
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Post by <3 LubyII <3 on Apr 26, 2006 12:42:51 GMT 10
Great update. I thought it was really funny. Can't wait for the next update.
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Post by Noora on Apr 26, 2006 22:47:28 GMT 10
I loved it! Although I didn't understand what that "Oh my God" meant.. Am I just stupid?
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Post by Lubyfanatic316 on Apr 27, 2006 0:04:13 GMT 10
Can't wait for the next part!
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Post by werty on Apr 27, 2006 1:59:00 GMT 10
that was great update soon
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Post by zelda on Apr 27, 2006 2:12:08 GMT 10
That was so sweet and funny! The whole ER gang spying on Luka and Abby behind the bathroom door, like naughty schoolkids!It's nice to bring some lightness to this story. And thank you for reminding us of Mark and Jen "celebrating" her success in law school and hitting the call button in their frenetic love-making: that was a great scene! These are sweet memories, it happened so long ago.Jen wasn't a greedy bitch at that time!
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Post by sammiejm on Apr 27, 2006 2:40:28 GMT 10
That was so cute. "Those two had eyes only for one another." Ahhh.
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Post by lubyfan on Apr 27, 2006 3:33:23 GMT 10
Great update, really funny! Thank you!
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Post by tanja on Apr 27, 2006 3:47:41 GMT 10
Amazing! Can't wait for the next part
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Post by Lady_K on Apr 27, 2006 5:24:12 GMT 10
I love it!! Excellent work Can't wait for the next part
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Post by larue on Apr 29, 2006 14:42:20 GMT 10
Abby opened the apartment door and tossed her bag onto the chair next to the door. She picked up the mail that was lying on the coffee table and glanced through it.
“Luka?” she called. She looked around the apartment and smiled slightly. He had the table set for a candle light dinner for two. She wandered through the rooms looking for him and noticed the nursery door open a crack.
“Hey,” she called softly and opened the door wider. He was sitting in the rocking chair.
“What are you doing?” she asked. Luka looked up at her and sighed. She tipped her head to kiss his forehead and he pulled her gently into his lap.
“I was trying to think about what we should do with all of this,” he said. “Should we pack it up? Should we return things to the stores? Should we give it away? Should we keep it?” He kissed her cheek. “Are you ready to think about that yet?” Abby looked at him for a moment and then shook her head slowly. “Not really,” she said. She looked around at the boxes that were unopened, the unassembled crib, the paraphernalia that was already put together, the clothes folded on top of the dresser and the boxes of disposable diapers that were stacked in the corner of the room.
“Someone could be using these things, Abby,” Luka said quietly. “We could ask at the hospital about a family that might need it.” “Who’s to say we won’t use it?” she replied. “I mean, someday.” Luka’s arms tightened around her.
“You would want to adopt?” Abby shrugged.
“I don’t know yet,” she said. “ Maybe.”
“Or we could look into finding a surrogate,” he said. “We could use your eggs and.....” “Would that be an important thing to you?” she interrupted him. “Having it be biologically ours?” Luka hesitated a moment and then slowly shook his head.
“‘Maybe not,” he said. “We both know there are lots of kids out there that need parents.” “And if we were to have a child we wouldn’t be able to just take off to help with the L’Alliance for a while. Are you ready to give that up?” “You’re right,” he sighed. “There is a lot to think about.” “How was your day?” he asked. Abby looped her arms around his neck. “You left me alone in the ER with all those knowing stares and snickering laughs this afternoon,” she scolded him.
“They were doing it all day?” he frowned.
“Word spreads fast in the ER,” she sighed. “Everyone knows about our little...um...escapade?” “I’m sorry. I had a meeting,” he apologized. “I have our dinner ready though. I promise I will make it up to you.” “I’m going to hold you to that, Kovac,” she smiled as she leaned in to kiss him. Abby leaned back and searched his face. She snuggled against his chest and was silent for a long moment. “He would have been six months old yesterday,” she finally said. “I know.”
“What do you think he would have been like?” Luka sighed and rested his chin on the top of her head and tightened his hold on her. “Probably still tiny...” “With your black hair...” “And your brown eyes.” Abby looked up at him. “No...hazel,” she said. “A mix of both of us.” “Do you really think so?” She nodded. “Easy going.” “Sweet.” Luka felt her sharp intake of breath and she melted a little closer to him. “Is it always going to be like this?” she choked. “Wondering what he would have been like?” Luka blinked back tears and held her closer. “I wish I could say that it gets better,” he said quietly. “Sometimes, even now, I have moments when I think, wow, Marko would be 18 and finishing school....or Jasna would be 20 and probably have a boy friend that I don’t like.” He kissed the top of her head.
“It’s always in the back of your mind,” he said. “But other things happen and it doesn’t hurt so much as it does now. It’s just....there.” They sat still in the rocker, holding one another, lost in their silent thoughts for a long moment. “Care to join me for dinner, Mrs. Kovac?” Luka said finally. Abby looked up at him and smiled. She wiped away the tears from his face and kissed him. His thumb wiped the teardrops from her cheeks and he kissed her. She stood up and waited while he pulled himself out of the rocker and stretched his limbs a bit. They walked hand in hand out of the nursery and shut the door. They sat close to one another at the table and ate by candle light, feeding one another and talking about their day. They cleaned up together and worked companionably as they washed and dried the dishes, ignoring the dishwasher for once. He was in bed before she was and lay there in the sheets and pillows and comforter watching her as she straightened the bedroom and put their dirty clothes in the hamper. She went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and he shifted himself a little so he could watch her in the bathroom mirror.
Lord, she was beautiful.....way beyond just pretty. The silky hair that spilled over her shoulders....the lines around her eyes....the curves.....all compounded with his memories of her. He looked at her now and he saw her in Croatia with his family.....in Darfur working along side him.....in the ER struggling to pull together all of her resources to diagnose a complicated case. He saw the woman she was when he first met her and the woman that she was now. And he knew that he loved her more than he ever thought possible again. She came out of the bathroom and frowned a bit when she saw him watching her. “Is something wrong?” she asked. Luka shook his head and pulled back the comforter and sheet so she could slip in next to him. She sighed and snuggled back against him as he drew the covers around her. They lay quietly spooned together in the warm bed. Luka’s hand slowly caressed her soft shoulder and Abby turned so she was on her back and could look at him. Their eyes met and she smiled as she raised her hand and drew her fingers through his dark hair and rested her palm gently in the crook of his neck. He bent his face to her’s and their lips met in long, lingering kiss. Luka buried his face in the silky flowery smelling hair that spilled across the pillow and then pressed a line of soft, caressing kisses from her deliciously soft ear lobe to her neck and finally her shoulder. Abby shivered and then drew him closer to her as she splayed her fingers across his bare chest and over his shoulders.
“I love you , Luka,” she whispered against his ear. “ I love you.” He smiled and drew back to study her face.
“Not as much as I love you,” he whispered back. “Not nearly as much as I love you.” Abby smiled broadly as her heart began to sing and she drew him back to her.
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Post by Noora on Apr 29, 2006 20:16:58 GMT 10
It's so beautiful! Keep writing, I love it (:
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Post by Lubyfanatic316 on Apr 29, 2006 22:31:36 GMT 10
Awsome update. I can't wait for the next part!
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