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| All I Ever Needed; Some carby angst (PG) | |
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| exploradora | Dec 11 2004, 12:55 AM Post #31 |
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Love it love it love it!!!! please post soon!! |
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| Faith | Dec 11 2004, 07:16 AM Post #32 |
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Puuhlease post more soon!! |
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| abby's angel | Dec 13 2004, 10:42 AM Post #33 |
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AWWWW MORE PLEASE!!!!!! I just read it all at once and I'm totally hooked. I love your style, it's really interesting and at the time mysterious and SO DAMN REAL! Lol. update ASAP! |
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| lemonjelly | Dec 13 2004, 02:21 PM Post #34 |
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Hello all, thanks for the very nice reviews - they really were super. i am freezing cold. my nose is cold. anyway yes...reviews! thanks to I_Love_Samka, briana, ERfool89, Yaysita, DearAbby, exploradora, Faith and abby's angel. im sorry if i've forgotten anyone (again) but i couldnt remember them all from the 2nd page. so anyway OH WOW THEY HAVE ALL THE OTHER POSTS UNDERNEATH! wow im stupid but hey, at least i didnt forget anyone. what the HELL am i talking about? ah yes, fanfic - im sorry about all this incessant rambling - i would delete it, but that would involve further effort so i'll just shut up and leave you to Enjoy! Love LJ xXx All I Ever Needed. Chapter Six. What I Miss The Most The atmosphere in the Congo is very different to that of any other place on Earth. Dr. John Carter, M.D., unshaven, grubby, sat on the wooden veranda steps of a hut that served as a hospital. He batted mosquitoes away and smiled to himself as he imagined Weaver’s face if she had come here and seen the replacement ER for the Congo and its slowly rotting beams. This was a place where all that mattered was helping people and, for simply being able to bandage a broken leg or suture a cut, he got huge amounts of gratitude and respect. Yet, somehow, it all meant nothing – he had no respect for himself. He plugged in his MP3 player and let it randomly pick a song for him to listen to while he stared out into empty bleakness, gazing at something that wasn’t there – just lonely, faded memories of her. His earphones began to play R.E.M.’s ‘The Apologist’. You know at first it really hurt. We joke about these things. I've skirted all my differences, but now I'm facing up. I wanted to apologize for everything I was. So, I'm sorry, so sorry... A smile rose faintly on his face and lit his eyes – the CD that this song came from belonged to Abby – he had taken it and transferred it. It reminded him of her, but then, everything seemed to remind him of her. It was like he couldn’t get her out of his mind and he would long for moments of peace like this when he could just sit and think. He came to the Congo to get away from everything – to sort things out and work out how everything had gone wrong. He hadn’t been very successful – he was still clueless about everything. Maybe Abby was onto something – what was the point in all of this if he didn’t know her at all? I'm good, all is good, all's well, no complaints. When I feel regret, I get down on my knees and pray. I'm sorry, so sorry... Frowning, he tried to work out what the date was – how long exactly had he been away from her. As he glanced about the same old surroundings, sunk in shadows before the Congolese dawn, he realised with some shock that it was Christmas. He had been away for five whole months. He gazed in wonder at this world completely untouched by the typical commercialised festival but the realisation brought with it an aching yearning – it was Christmas Day and he wasn’t with the only person he had ever wanted to be with. I live a simple life, unfettered by complex sweets. You think this isn't me? Don't be weak. There I go. I'm so sorry. Did he really feel that? It was true, there was only one person in the whole world he wanted to be with – and it wasn’t just on Christmas; everyday. He remembered last Christmas spent at Susan’s. It was just so relaxed and normal – if he had known that a year from then he would be sitting on decaying planks of wood, in blistering heat, with his only comfort being fast-fading memories – well, then he would have hung onto her and never let go. And he would have found it in himself to get down on one knee and ask her like he always wanted to. Ask her and keep her forever. Ask her: will you marry me? Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for listening, goodbye. I can forfeit selfishness I hope that you can apply This happiness This peacefulness I'm sorry, so sorry... So why didn’t he? Why the hell didn’t he? He asked himself the questions just like she had said – he’d do anything she said because he loved her. And he told her. But that wasn’t enough because the words were so overused – people said it when they didn’t mean it. Maybe he didn’t know her at all. And maybe there was no point in their relationship. And maybe she had felt this all along. But it didn’t feel right. If he wasn’t meant to be with her forever then why did he miss her more than anything? I live a simple life Unfettered by complex sweets. You think this isn't me? That's so sweet. I'm so sorry. He missed her. It was as simple as that. Out of all the things he could have missed – basic luxuries that he was spoilt enough to take for granted in Chicago – out of everything – electricity, air conditioning, basic medical supplies – there was just one thing he knew he prayed for more than anything; the hardest to get. He missed her. Had it taken all this just to realise that? Did it take travelling thousands of miles to Africa to realise that there was just one thing in his life that made it brighter than anything. He missed Abby. And he was going to go home. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i'd just like to add that i could not believe my luck in finding a more appropriate song. The Apologist? Unfettered? REM, I Love You! |
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| Faith | Dec 13 2004, 02:44 PM Post #35 |
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Morrrrrrrrrrre
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| lemonjelly | Dec 13 2004, 02:52 PM Post #36 |
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well that was very quick! points to faith for efficiency!!! i'll post more later
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| Faith | Dec 13 2004, 02:58 PM Post #37 |
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I'm on the board practically 24/7 so yeah..
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| briana | Dec 13 2004, 04:12 PM Post #38 |
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yay!! Im so glad he figured it out! Took him long enough!!! 5 months! Agh! What am I going to do with him, lol... Post more asap!! Im sooo happy everytime I read this story! And Im always using these things ! I guess that means Im so excited all the times i read about this story! |
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~Briana --->Carby...even if its only a dream, its not one im willing to give up just yet... "We only part to meet again..." - Luka Kovac Abby: D'you realize you've been in there for 20 minutes? Carter: You miss me, or am I wasting water? Abby: Both
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| ERfool89 | Dec 15 2004, 12:35 AM Post #39 |
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More, more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| Luka's Divota | Dec 15 2004, 10:54 AM Post #40 |
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OMG I LOVE IT...That song...so great
mooorrrreee soon...u better update soon...pwitty pwease
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| abby's angel | Dec 16 2004, 11:09 AM Post #41 |
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I think it did take him a lot of time...... If I were a guy (LOL) it wouldn't even take me a day! Abby's amazing! Aaaaaaand I love the story, as usual!!! YAY more please?? |
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| lemonjelly | Dec 18 2004, 07:16 AM Post #42 |
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And once again more reviewer thanks to: Faith, briana, ERfool89, I_Love_Samka and abby's angel. i hope thats everyone. anyway, yes - merry christmas guys, i did not realise how appropriate the events in this fic are, i do so love christmas! Enjoy! Love LJ xXx and by the way, i hope y'all remember the dream abby said she had earlier, with her skating down a frozen river... All I Ever Needed. Chapter Seven. What I Thought I Saw Abby twirled the phone cord around her finger, absentmindedly while she listened to Susan on the other end of the phone line. “You have to come. It would just suck, sitting at home on Christmas,” Susan insisted. “Just like any other day, really,” Abby answered, dully. She heard Susan sigh. “Oh come on, it’s Christmas – and it won’t be the same without you,” Susan urged. “But Susan – “ Abby began. “Wait,” she interrupted. “I have thought of all the excuses you could use and reasons why they’re not good enough, so I’m warning you.” “I’m five months pregnant,” “You don’t have to drink – not everyone will be drinking anyway.” “I’ve nothing to wear.” “You’re lying – don’t think I haven’t seen your wardrobe.” “I don’t have time.” “Ha – what other plans did you have?” “Carter won’t be there,” Abby spoke quietly. There was a short silence. “That’s not even a real excuse,” Susan replied, finally, in a bright voice. “Please, Abby? You shouldn’t be moping over Carter.” “I’m not moping,” she protested indignantly. “Then you can come then?” Susan chirped. She carried on talking loudly so she couldn’t hear Abby objecting. “Great, I’ll see you there. It’s Jing-Mei’s place at 7.” Then she hung up. Abby smiled slightly at Susan’s persuasiveness and replaced the phone on the receiver. After all that, she probably should go – it wouldn’t be the same without Carter, though. * * * Carter stepped out of the airport and stood, revelling in this long-forgotten, snowy world. The sheer idea of snow to the Congolese people would have been absurd and yet, here he was. Just a lot of phone calls and bribery and he was standing on familiar turf wondering where to go from here. He hailed a cab but got off several blocks from both his and Abby’s places. Perhaps it would be better if he just walked for a while – clear his head and work things out. He smiled as he trod carefully along the slippery sidewalks – in no time at all he would see her and he couldn’t wait. * * * Abby stepped out of her front door and locked it up. She squinted out of the window at the snow and felt glad she was wrapped up in her coat. She left the building and headed towards Jing-Mei’s place, with snow beginning to settle on her shoulders like the dread settling in her stomach. She wasn’t looking forwards to tonight – as much as she tried to act optimistic, this was yet another reminder of everything missing from her life right now. It was already Christmas – Carter had been gone for, well, she only needed to check how long she’d been pregnant for and she had an answer. She sighed, watching the breath escape her mouth and hang in front of her in a misty cloud. When would he be back? She was nearing Jing-Mei’s apartment now – she’d better put on a smile for everyone, she didn’t want to let anybody down by being miserable, especially since everyone had been so good to her. Jing-Mei and Susan had been great friends and a great help. And Luka. Luka probably helped her the most, he always seemed to be there for her and it helped that he knew about life in the Congo. Daydreaming, she crossed the street. Suddenly her feet hit a patch of black ice. Panic rose in her as she tried to keep her balance, but she found herself slipping, skidding, falling – “Watch out,” Luka grabbed her just in time. Abby looked up at him, feeling dazed and wondering why she hadn’t hit the floor. Then she realised and blushed bright red. “Thanks,” she buried her face in his shoulder, trying to hide her embarrassment. “Did you just appear out of nowhere?” He grinned. “I was kind of walking behind you when I saw you slip. You wouldn’t want to take a fall like that,” he told her. “Especially in your condition and everything.” Carter rounded the corner, thinking wistfully of Abby. But he hadn’t anticipated this: just a few streets down – Luka stood in the snowy road, holding Abby who was gazing up at him – like a picturesque, romantic scene from some sugary movie. Carter stood in shock and then, when she drew back, he saw. She was pregnant, too. They hadn’t seen him. He turned and walked, briskly back the way he came. Of all things. Luka and Abby. He should’ve guessed. Maybe he didn’t want to think about it. How long had he been away? Too long. He shouldn’t have left. He carried on walking quickly and felt bitter disappointment filling his eyes with tears. Luka was there for her when she wasn’t. Luka could give her everything he had failed to. He hoped she’d be happy; happy with Luka and a new baby. But he couldn’t help but feel – crushed. |
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| Faith | Dec 18 2004, 08:04 AM Post #43 |
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Aaah miscommunication!! Please continue soon, I'm so curious, this is so good! |
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| abby's angel | Dec 18 2004, 09:33 AM Post #44 |
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Oh no please!!!! No no no no nooooo!!! Oh come ON! Carby, it's just... Come on, it's almost Christmas, and it's Christmas in the story! It'd be a nice present to Abby and us!!! Please pretty please?? Ok now I'm rambling. Just update. Soon! |
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| Faith | Dec 18 2004, 09:35 AM Post #45 |
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No! You're not rambling, I feel the same way!! This is soo "aaaaah"-ish! |
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