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| All I Ever Needed; Some carby angst (PG) | |
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| countygeneral04 | Dec 18 2004, 09:36 AM Post #46 |
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its great!! continue soon? |
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| Luka's Divota | Dec 18 2004, 11:10 AM Post #47 |
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woah...woah...back up Carter...go talk to her...LOL...Yeah, i love it again, well written...lovely but a lot of mis jusdging on Carters part...just update it soon please
katie xxxx |
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| exploradora | Dec 18 2004, 12:54 PM Post #48 |
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SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOD!!! I cant wait to read more! please update asap!!!! |
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| abby's angel | Dec 18 2004, 03:16 PM Post #49 |
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Thanks Faith for backing me up girl!!!! Now update lemonjelly!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| lemonjelly | Dec 21 2004, 04:49 AM Post #50 |
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YES MA'AM! |
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| lemonjelly | Dec 21 2004, 04:54 AM Post #51 |
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here we go, thanks for all the reviews, guys! so that'd be thanks to Faith, exploradora, countygeneral04, I _Love_Samka and abby's angel. now on with the fanfic. Enjoy! Love LJ xXx All I Ever Needed. Chapter Eight. What I Tried To Hide Susan Lewis walked briskly down the frosty sidewalks, head down and hands in pockets. Glancing at her watch, she wondered anxiously if Abby would turn up at all. She hoped she would – it couldn’t be doing her any good to be so upset the whole time. She was so absorbed in thinking about her friend that she walked straight into a person hurrying off in the opposite direction. “I’m so sorry,” she apologised, hurriedly. The figure shrugged it off and walked on. “Merry Christmas,” she called after them. “Merry Christmas,” the person mumbled. Susan stopped dead. “Carter?” she asked dubiously. The man stopped, too and he turned around. “Hi, Susan,” Carter smiled weakly. Susan stared wordlessly at him for a while, before finding her voice. “Hi,” she greeted, with raised eyebrows. “So – are you coming to Jing-Mei’s house? She’s having us all over for Christmas,” “I don’t think it would be – “ he began, awkwardly. “Abby will be there,” Susan added. He nodded. “Yeah, I know. I should’ve seen that coming,” he muttered as Susan watched him, curiously. “Listen – I have to go. Abby seems to be doing fine without me.” “What?” Susan asked in incredulity. “What do you mean by that? Carter, look, it’s alright if you don’t want to come now but you have to go see her sometime – there are things that need sorting out.” “I know – I saw them earlier,” Carter sighed, looking down at his feet. “Maybe not now – another time.” “Ok then, but please say you’ll come back soon,” Susan begged. “You have no idea how much she’s missed you.” Carter, who had begun to walk away, laughed suddenly and cynically. “Sure,” he answered. “Well, have a good Christmas, Susan.” “You too, Carter,” she watched him walk away wondering if she would ever see him again. Then she turned and walked on to her friend’s apartment and a Christmas party. Carter walked back to his place, slowly dragging his feet. Happy Christmas, John Carter. He stared out towards the river with empty eyes – he shouldn’t have been so naïve to think that she wouldn’t stray. It’s not like they left on the best of terms and it’s not like he had ever been there for her when she needed him. And now she and Luka. He could see it now – happily married with kids. He had missed his chance. * * * It was only ten o’clock when Abby got her coat and announced she was leaving. “Already?” Jing-Mei asked, surprised. “Stay a little longer, Abby – go on,” Abby only smiled slightly and carried on putting on her coat. “I’ve got to work tomorrow morning,” she reasoned. “So do I,” Jing-Mei retaliated. She held up an emptied glass of wine. “And it’s not stopping me. Come on, Abby.” “I’m sorry,” Abby added. “Have a good party – Happy Christmas.” And she left, quietly and discreetly. As she was walking down the hall, she heard a shout. “Hey,” Luka called and came jogging down to meet her. “Going so soon?” Abby shrugged. “I’m working all day tomorrow.” “You work too hard,” he told her. She laughed and looked at the floor. “Well – I need the cash,” “And you need to take your mind off everything else that you’d rather not think about,” he nodded and she raised her eyebrows – how did he know? “That’s why you don’t want to stay, isn’t it? Because everything reminds you of how it should be but isn’t. But you came anyway, because if you made out that you were moving on then you might trick yourself into thinking that you really have. And you haven’t, have you?” She stared at him and bit her lip. “No,” she answered, quietly. He took both her hands and held them. “You won’t ever get over him, will you?” he asked, sighing. “I can’t.” “It’s alright. I get it,” Luka murmured. He pulled her into a tight hug and, while everyone inside Jing-Mei’s flat raised their glasses to a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, there were just two standing in the hall – one holding the other like he never wanted to let go while she closed her tired eyes and buried her face in his sweater. |
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| Luka's Divota | Dec 21 2004, 01:27 PM Post #52 |
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Awwwww...Luka still loves her
right? lol...i could be misreading this...Oh well, I LOVED it...you're such a good writer...please please please update it soon katie xx |
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| Faith | Dec 21 2004, 01:35 PM Post #53 |
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Aaah I need more of this!
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| exploradora | Dec 22 2004, 03:01 PM Post #54 |
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Oh this is so good!! There's so much drama developing here it's great!! This is going to be a Carby right? or a Luby? wow! anyway please update soon! |
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| jadedXbrownXeyes | Dec 22 2004, 06:21 PM Post #55 |
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THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST EFFING STORIES I'VE READ!! OMG PLEASE UPDATE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOON. My only regret is I didn't find this story earlier! OMG I love it. Please I loooooooooooooooooooooooooooovvvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeee Carby!!!!!!!
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Luby Fanart Challenge: Vote here! I still have Carby love <3 sometimes you need to forget what you feel, and remember what you deserve Thanks SO much to *luby4eva* for my beautiful banners!!
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| lemonjelly | Dec 23 2004, 06:01 AM Post #56 |
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hey thanks! i think i'll post some more so i'll be able to post the final chapter on christmas... yay i love christmas! |
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| lemonjelly | Dec 23 2004, 06:06 AM Post #57 |
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and now i realise that posting the last chapter in time for christmas is NEVER GONNA HAPPEN - i'll get it all up by new year's. merry christmas all! although actually it's boxing day already in this fic. and yes - poor little Luka still loves Abby. but that's alright because I love him! Enjoy! Love LJ xXx All I Ever Needed. Chapter Nine. What I Woke To Find All day Boxing Day, John Carter sat; head in hands and deep in thought. There were indeed, like Susan had said, things that needed sorting out. He just couldn’t bring himself to go in and see her. Not right away, not yet. He wandered around his flat – dusty from months being abandoned. He never should have left, he knew it now. It was so stupid. He ran away from confrontation and problems he didn’t understand. He deserved this. He deserved losing her – he didn’t deserve her. It was late evening before he found the courage to leave his flat and head to his old workplace. It was already dark outside and he trudged along the snow-covered ground, feeling more apprehensive with every step. He had to face this now, he had to explain, say sorry and leave. As he walked reluctantly into the ER, he found himself face-to-face with Luka collecting charts at the front desk. It wasn’t a great start. “Carter?” Luka stared with raised eyebrows. “Hi Luka,” he greeted. “Do you know where Abby is?” There was a kind of resignation in his voice. “In the Lounge,” Luka answered and watched him make his way to the Lounge. Carter pushed open the door, blinking a few times to get his eyes adjusted to the dim light. She was asleep at the table, her head resting on a heavy textbook. He stood for a while before taking the seat opposite her. It was silent inside the room and he could hear her soft breathing as she slept. He just sat and gazed at her. How could he begin to wake her up and tell her all these things? She was working herself too hard but she was finally happy. She looked peaceful. What was he thinking? That he could just awaken her and confront her with all the things they needed to sort out? What was there to sort out, anyway? She had Luka. They were going to have a baby together and they were going to be happy. Happy – that was something he never made her. All he ever did was hurt her and leave her, just when they needed to stay together. And they had needed to stay together when he left to go back to the Congo. He didn’t belong here. He pulled a scrap piece of paper from her notebook and wondered how he could put all that into words. He couldn’t stay here – he would only make everything worse. With heavy regret sinking in his stomach, he scribbled a message and put it beside her head. Then he leant forwards and kissed her hair. “Goodbye Abby,” he whispered. She stirred but didn’t wake up. He left her to sleep on in the darkened, empty room. Abby Lockhart sat at her table; her head cushioned on a particularly boring textbook and dreamt of coffee and cigarettes. Was it wrong that these things haunted her in her sleep? She didn’t really care, she was so tired. The dream began to echo her past: she sat on the bench outside the hospital and stared around her at snow-covered Chicago. She dragged on a cigarette and smiled at him as he strolled up to her with a take-out coffee. “Thanks,” she took it from him, cradling the warm paper cup in her cold hands. “Your shift over then?” He nodded. “I’ll see you later then.” He smiled and kissed her hair. “Goodbye Abby,” he whispered. She remembered that, that whisper and that kiss, so vividly it could have been real and not just a memory. She watched him leave. See, that was the difference. When she watched him walk away that day – a whole year ago from now – she knew she’d see him again. But she wasn’t sure of anything now. She slept on. Somewhere outside her dream, in the real world, an ambulance siren wailed and she reached up her hand to rub her tired eyes open. She sat up, blearily, massaging her neck. She’d never fall asleep like that again – it really hurt. And then she saw it. The little note scrawled on the paper beside her. She rubbed her eyes again, disbelieving. It was still there. Was he here? Where was he? He had come back – he was home. She felt the thrill surge in her and then she read the note. I didn’t want to wake you She read it and re-read it. Was that all? She turned the paper over – nothing. “Oh god,” she muttered. She ran out of the Lounge, searching wildly for him – nothing. She raced outside into the bitter cold and stared, frantically around her – nothing. “Abby?” Susan called running along the sidewalk towards her. “What are you doing out here? It’s freezing.” Abby just looked at her, blankly. Then she walked towards her, into her open arms and sobbed. Susan led her gently back inside and Abby carried on crying, tears running down onto the note clamped in her hand making the ink run. Still, she held onto the damp, illegible note – held on like it was all she’d ever have. |
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| Faith | Dec 23 2004, 12:06 PM Post #58 |
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Some more please? You guys are such great writers, all of you!! |
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| Luka's Divota | Dec 23 2004, 01:13 PM Post #59 |
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Argh...omg...please post more soon...i need to read more...dont leave me waiting
ok...wat i meant to say is that was excellent and i really love it...i didnt mean to get so emotional before :rolleyes: update asap please katie xx |
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| lemonjelly | Dec 23 2004, 03:47 PM Post #60 |
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OH MY I FORGOT TO THANK THE REVIEWERS FOR CHAPTER EIGHT! IM TERRIBLY SORRY! i do not love you any less
thanks to jadedXbrownXeyes, faith, exploradora and I_Love_Samka. sorry about that!
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right? lol...i could be misreading this...
thanks to jadedXbrownXeyes, faith, exploradora and I_Love_Samka. sorry about that!
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