Kerry/Abby Series

This is an alternate beginning.
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Disclaimer: I don't own 'em. Just the story.
Rating: Um R just to be safe.
Pairing: Kerry/Abby (do I write anything else)
Summary: Aina asked for this. So here it is.
FF: The Simple Truth
by: Tori
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I doubt I was her first victim. She'd chewed many a new one before I'd set a foot inside County's walls.
They said I was Weavered.
It didn't take me long to see that they were right.
I never liked people telling me what to do. I guess it was left over rebillion didn't get to release during my teenaged years. But I didn't mind it with her. She told me I'd see more in the ER. She was right. I did.
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Everyone thought she was a hard ass. I would've agreed if I hadn't seen it myself.
There was this little boy. Obviously abused. He had a size 9 foot print on his back. Not to mention several broken bones from when his 'clumsy ass fell down those damn basement stairs' as his father put it.
They'd brought him in from school when he collasped. Not only was he walking around with 2 broken ribs, a small fracture on both arms, and multiple bruises. He was dehydrated too. No wonder he'd fainted on the playground. No eight year old kid should walk around that beat up.
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I was setting his arm in a cast when Kerry came in. She spoke to him in a voice I didn't know she posessed. It was soft, caring, and unbelieveably tender.
He didn't cry. But he told her everything.
His father said he was a bad kid.
Kerry said he just had a bad parent.
I knocked him out when he attacked her.
The son saw the whole thing. He kissed Kerry goodbye when DPS took him away.
"Thanks Abby that was some nice swingin' you did" she joked with me. I could tell she was shaken.
"I played soft ball" I lied. I'd swung out of desperation. That and I.V. poles aren't all that soft and cuddly to begin with.
"You must've been a champ" she limped away. I watched her for the rest of her shift. She cared for everyone like she always did. Thoroughly and compassionately.
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I never thought I'd have a chance. But something told me to be ready just in case.
I decided to get some practice. Carter would've gladly dated me. But Luka got there first.
He was never really 'there' emotionally. I thought I'd learn how not to be like that. He wouldn't let me help ease his pain, I think that sometimes I was just a warm body, and a nice distraction from the hell that was his life.
I don't know why I stayed with him so long. I was miserable, but I wasn't alone.
I still watched Kerry. She changed right before my eyes. And behind my back.
Carter would tell me things about her. Having lived with her he knew more than anyone.
"She sings in the shower" he said laughing "It's hilarious. But endearing"
Everyone thought he was crazy. I thought he was far deeper than I gave him credit for.
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I woke Luka with one of the dreams.
I dreamed I had Kerry beneath me, begging for release. I must have been talking. Because he knew.
"Your dreaming about her again" he stated flatly. He set up in the bed.
"About who?" I tried to play dumb.
"Kerry" Luka sighed "You're really in love with her aren't you"
"Luka you're imagining things-" I protested.
"You're denying them" he said simply.
That was the beginning of the end of us.
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For months she was different. Not the same Kerry Weaver I knew.
The rumor mill in the ER had been at an unusual standstill. Not a bit of gossip to be traded. Elizabeth had yet to return to work after her husbands recent death, and Yosh had yet to complain about his new boyfriend. He was in a band or something, whatever it was, it was last weeks news. Even Dr. Weaver had been calm and very un-Weaver like. Sometimes I worried about the woman. Kerry was a big part of my working in the ER on such a permenant basis. I really admire the woman, secretly of course. Well a secret to everyone except Luka.
"She's been acting-" I had started to say when Luka and I found ourselves alone in the empty lounge.
"Normal?" Luka joked "Almost human?"
"Don't say that!" I said a bit more angrily than I'd intended "There is nothing wrong with the way Dr. Weaver usually is"
"She made you go to that Sexual Harrassment class just like the rest of us" Luka pointed out.
"And Carter put a dildo in the woman's locker" I snapped "Ha ha, she got his juvenile payback for doing her job well" I began to pace forgetting all about the coffee I'd come into the lounge to get "We did something wrong, we deserved that class"
"And Gallant?" Luka crossed his arms stubbornly.
"Consider it a learning experience. Now he know's what NOT to do when he finds a bag full of sex toys" I muttered as I paced around the lounge.
In the state I'd built myself up to I didn't hear the lounge door open to admite a third person. Luka however did.
"Just admit it Abby, Your in love with the woman" Luka said never taking his eyes off the woman.
"I can't" I argued slowing down but not turning to face my ex-boyfriend.
"Why not" Luka asked in an understanding voice.
"Because then it'll be real" I half sobbed.
"If you feel it, it's already real" Luka explained slowly. He brought his fingers to his lips to keep the third person quiet. "Maybe saying it outloud will make it easier to deal with"
I sighed softly in resignation "Maybe your right, maybe your wrong" I hugged myself tightly protecting the heart I was about to put on my sleeve.
"What do you have to lose?" Luka asked taking a seat at the table.
The figure remained quiet standing in front of the door.
"Yeah, what do I have to lose. After all, I'm in love with Kerry Weaver" I laughed and turned to face Luka. I immediately paled.
Kerry gasped belatedly after she heard the benediction. I turned and saw her and paled to the most unhealthy shade of white "I.." Kerry's voice died as she just stared at the beautiful woman before her.
I sobbed outloud, to my horror, and wanted to die where I stood.
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Kerry just stared at me.
I turned to glare at Luka.
"What?" he stood and moved to leave.
"You bastard" tears ran down my face.
He didn't remark to my insult. He pushed past Kerry and out of the lounge.
The silence was deafening.
I swear I could hear her heart beating. It was going a mile a minute.
Maybe that was my heart. I didn't know. All I knew was my secret was out.
Kerry slowly moved further into the lounge. She never took her eyes off me.
"Is it true?" her voice sounded so small. Like a frightened child. I'd done that to her.
I couldn't speak. I just nodded in the affirmative.
She sighed and cast her eyes down. She seemed like she was bracing herself for something.
There was a sinking sensation in my belly. She was going to turn me away. Tell me it was pointless.
"Do you wanna go to dinner?" she said softly bringing those glorious green eyes to my face.
I thought I would faint "It would be a start"
"A definite start" she agreed.
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I have to give Carter credit. He's a good judge of character as long as he doesn't want to date that character.
Kerry was funny, actually funny. She told stories, jokes, she was full of puns and insights. She watched people.
"I could never figure you out. Your such a strong person Abby" she took my hand in her's.
She'd taken me home. Her home. We were sitting in her kitchen eating what she called leftovers. I called it gourmet.
She didn't even own a microwave. I'd die without mine. I can defrost and order out.
She laughed when I told her that.
She's beautiful when she laughs. Her eyes shine with this inner light and youth returns to her face.
"I'm not strong at all" I confessed dropping my eyes to my plate.
"I've never seen you cower before" she pointed out
"Neither have you, from what I know" I smiled at her surprised look "Carter would tell me what it was like living here with you"
"Oh he did" Kerry smirked "How much did he complain?"
"Actually he praised your cooking all the time. It was always "Oh and Kerry made this chicken dish" or something like that"
"Men and their stomachs" Kerry laughed "you feed them and they become your slaves"
"I can't cook" I told her yet again.
"I'll feed you"
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It was around 2am when I left. She walked me to the door.
Suddenly I felt like a teenager on her first date. I didn't know what to day.
And then I did.
"A girl who kisses on the first date is a hussy, a girl who kisses on her second date is a hussy"
Kerry firmly pressed her lips to mine.
Her's where's soft and tasted like wine.
"But I make up my own music man, so the rules are mine" she whispered into my ear.
I went home that night knowing in my heart.
That was the start of Forever for us.
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