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Category:
1 through F › ER
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
4,327
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own ER, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Faces In the Snow
When I get feedback people keep asking for more. This is becoming a series, which means I should probably name it. Since I have no clue what to name it, I'll put it off as long as I can. I'm open for suggestions.
Disclaimer: If I owned them you wouldn't need fanfiction.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Kerry/Abby
Faces in the Snow
______________________________
You know Chicago isn't so friggin' cold when you have someone to hold you close at night. Someone without secrets. And this gorgeous red hair I've built a habit of running my fingers through.
I can't remember being this happy. Ever. Not with Richard, not with Luka, and Carter? I'm just glad that's a mistake I didn't make.
She's asleep halfway on top of me. She got her legs threaded with mine and her head on my shoulder. It's not the first time I've spent the night. But tonight is different. After we made love for the 3rd (yes that's means 3) time that night, she asked me to move in.
I told her I'd think about it. Half of my clothes are here anyway. I guess that UHaul joke is accurate.
She's drooling a little. It's still on her face inches from my naked shoulder. She shifts again this time off of me, and curls into a ball on her side of the bed.
Moments later she moved again. This time stretches her legs out and relaxes them. She let's out a little gas and smacks her lips.
I curl around her.
That's my Kerry.
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We're in the middle of a fucking blizzard and the ER is swamped. There's been so many accidents that the surgeons are complaining about how much work they have to do.
Mercy lost power and we acquired another 50 patients. Twenty-seven are critical.
I haven't seen Kerry since yesterday morning, and I'm missing her badly. I've become addicted to her. Her smell, her taste, the feel of her. I've taken to sleeping in the lounge whenever there's a dull moment.
I'm preparing to do that now. The snowing hasn't stopped yet. But I think all the idiots who were driving in it as either hospitalized, or recieve a clue.
I curl into one cushion on the couch and rest my head on the arm. I've been working non-stop for 5 hours and I haven't eaten in twice taht long. I'm used to Kerry's cooking. I'm actually on a schedule when I eat with her. Which is every night. Until now.
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I don't know how long I've been asleep. But when I wake up someone's coverd me with a blanket.
I look around and see Kerry and Susan sipping coffee at the table. For once they aren't at each other's throats.
Kerry and I have been together for 3 months now. We spent the holiday's together, but have yet to tell anyone we're dating.
Susan is a big peev, for her. The poor woman doesn't realized she's Romano's puppet in pissing her off.
Either that or she just doesn't care.
They're talking softly and Kerry's smiling. This is definately a new development.
"What did I miss?" I ask as casually as I can.
"The snow's stopped. The patients are all taken care of, and Carter somehow got food to us"
Susan wiggled her brows.
"Who covered me?" I hope it was Kerry. It seems like something she would do.
"Lydia" They say in unison nodding at the other end of the couch.
Lydia's asleep in the same position I was.
I chuckle for lack of anything to do "Can I get some of that coffee?"
Susan goes to retrieve it for me and I take a seat at the table, next to Kerry "How long have I been asleep?"
"Bout 3 hours" she nudges me "I have something for you"
"What?" I asked. I haven't asked for anything. It's not a special day at all.
She leans in and kisses me. In plain view of Susan.
I pull back in surprise when I remember we aren't alone in the room.
Susan's sitting again and she's smiling at us "Good for you two"
I blink. I can't say I've ever really liked the woman. Probably due to Kerry's aversion to her and Carter attraction.
"Abby sweetie do you remember Kim Legaspi?" Kerry says when I just stare blankly at Susan's face.
"Uh. Yeah she took care of my mom. What about her?" I scratch my head and look at Kerry, then back at Susan.
Susan pulls of a small package. It's one of those little packets that holds pictures that people carry in their wallets.
In the first slot there's a picture of Kim. It's a cut out of a snapshot. She's got her lips pursed like she's blowing a kiss to someone. I take it and flip through. There's pictures of Kim alone and of Kim with Susan. They're kissing in the last picture.
"Oh" I don't know what to say.
"That's what Kerry said" Susan chuckled and took it back from me. She tucked it into the pocket of her pants "Now since I was just keeping her company until you woke up. I'm going home to Kim"
Kerry wrapped her arm around me and kissed my cheek "Are you ready to go home? Both our shifts ended in the middle of the rush"
I nod 'yeah I'm ready'. We join Susan at the lockers and all grab our coats.
"You guys want a ride?" Susan can be nice when you get to know her.
"No we caught the El. It's only a block or so from our house" I say.
Kerry gasps.
I know I've surprised her by saying 'our house' but I'll let her take it in for now.
We all walk out of the ER doors together. Susan waves and heads left into the parking garage. We go right towards the station.
Kerry doesn't say anything the whole ride home.
Home. I love that word now. It's no longer just a place I hand my clothes and sleep. It's the place where Kerry is, where our love began.
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We walked down the street towards our house, dicussing nothing important or inparticular. We just enjoyed bieng together. Surviving this snow storm.
"I haven't made a snowman since I was a little girl" Kerry remarked stepping off the sidewalk and into our yard in front of the house.
"Do you want to make one now?" I'd give her anything she asked me for. Even stand out in the cold to build a snowman.
"No" she let her crutch fall against the rail of the porch "I wanna make something different"
"Want help" I moved towards her.
"No" She held up a gloved hand "Stay right where you are"
I stood still, trusting her.
She squatted down level with the snow and began to gather a pile the size of a basketball. Then she smoothed the edges out and began to shape it.
It took a while but it began to look like a head.
She kept glancing up at me while she worked. She was in the way so I couldn't see it clearly.
After about 30 minutes she stood up and out of the way.
I was amazed at what she had done. On the horizontal surface of the snow she'd fashioned two faces. Her's and mine. The cheeks were touching and the detail was amazing. Especially since she was wearing gloves.
"Kerry's it's beautiful" I whispered.
I think she blushed. Her cheeks were already pink from the cold.
_______________________________________________
It was different making love that night. I don't know why.
She loved me first. She usually did. She said that giving me pleasure inhanced her's.
She held my hands at my sides while her face was buried in my womanhood. I could feel her nose bumping against my clit and thrusting towards me when I thrust out of meet her.
She licked, and sucked, and nibbled at me for what seemed like hours before she became serious. She licked me from my clit down then back up again, before sucking the nodule into her mouth.
And sending me into oblivion.
When I came back down to earth she was holding me and kissing away my tears. It was rare I cried, but the sensation tonight had been too much.
"Welcome home Abby" she whispered against my lips.
All of a sudden it all made poetic sense. She's made or faces in the snow before the home we'd homefully spend our lives together living in.
'Made faces in the snow,
Since only nature knows,
the Limits to it's beauty,
and the enternity of Grace.'
I don't remember where I read the verse before. But now I understood.Ice preseves things through time. Scientist always found thing preserved in it.
She'd made our faces in the soft ice. Forever trapping our love. It may melt with the change of seasons, the water feeding into the ground bringing; Life.
Forever a reflection of love.
__________________________________
Disclaimer: If I owned them you wouldn't need fanfiction.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Kerry/Abby
Faces in the Snow
______________________________
You know Chicago isn't so friggin' cold when you have someone to hold you close at night. Someone without secrets. And this gorgeous red hair I've built a habit of running my fingers through.
I can't remember being this happy. Ever. Not with Richard, not with Luka, and Carter? I'm just glad that's a mistake I didn't make.
She's asleep halfway on top of me. She got her legs threaded with mine and her head on my shoulder. It's not the first time I've spent the night. But tonight is different. After we made love for the 3rd (yes that's means 3) time that night, she asked me to move in.
I told her I'd think about it. Half of my clothes are here anyway. I guess that UHaul joke is accurate.
She's drooling a little. It's still on her face inches from my naked shoulder. She shifts again this time off of me, and curls into a ball on her side of the bed.
Moments later she moved again. This time stretches her legs out and relaxes them. She let's out a little gas and smacks her lips.
I curl around her.
That's my Kerry.
_____________________________________
We're in the middle of a fucking blizzard and the ER is swamped. There's been so many accidents that the surgeons are complaining about how much work they have to do.
Mercy lost power and we acquired another 50 patients. Twenty-seven are critical.
I haven't seen Kerry since yesterday morning, and I'm missing her badly. I've become addicted to her. Her smell, her taste, the feel of her. I've taken to sleeping in the lounge whenever there's a dull moment.
I'm preparing to do that now. The snowing hasn't stopped yet. But I think all the idiots who were driving in it as either hospitalized, or recieve a clue.
I curl into one cushion on the couch and rest my head on the arm. I've been working non-stop for 5 hours and I haven't eaten in twice taht long. I'm used to Kerry's cooking. I'm actually on a schedule when I eat with her. Which is every night. Until now.
________________________________________________
I don't know how long I've been asleep. But when I wake up someone's coverd me with a blanket.
I look around and see Kerry and Susan sipping coffee at the table. For once they aren't at each other's throats.
Kerry and I have been together for 3 months now. We spent the holiday's together, but have yet to tell anyone we're dating.
Susan is a big peev, for her. The poor woman doesn't realized she's Romano's puppet in pissing her off.
Either that or she just doesn't care.
They're talking softly and Kerry's smiling. This is definately a new development.
"What did I miss?" I ask as casually as I can.
"The snow's stopped. The patients are all taken care of, and Carter somehow got food to us"
Susan wiggled her brows.
"Who covered me?" I hope it was Kerry. It seems like something she would do.
"Lydia" They say in unison nodding at the other end of the couch.
Lydia's asleep in the same position I was.
I chuckle for lack of anything to do "Can I get some of that coffee?"
Susan goes to retrieve it for me and I take a seat at the table, next to Kerry "How long have I been asleep?"
"Bout 3 hours" she nudges me "I have something for you"
"What?" I asked. I haven't asked for anything. It's not a special day at all.
She leans in and kisses me. In plain view of Susan.
I pull back in surprise when I remember we aren't alone in the room.
Susan's sitting again and she's smiling at us "Good for you two"
I blink. I can't say I've ever really liked the woman. Probably due to Kerry's aversion to her and Carter attraction.
"Abby sweetie do you remember Kim Legaspi?" Kerry says when I just stare blankly at Susan's face.
"Uh. Yeah she took care of my mom. What about her?" I scratch my head and look at Kerry, then back at Susan.
Susan pulls of a small package. It's one of those little packets that holds pictures that people carry in their wallets.
In the first slot there's a picture of Kim. It's a cut out of a snapshot. She's got her lips pursed like she's blowing a kiss to someone. I take it and flip through. There's pictures of Kim alone and of Kim with Susan. They're kissing in the last picture.
"Oh" I don't know what to say.
"That's what Kerry said" Susan chuckled and took it back from me. She tucked it into the pocket of her pants "Now since I was just keeping her company until you woke up. I'm going home to Kim"
Kerry wrapped her arm around me and kissed my cheek "Are you ready to go home? Both our shifts ended in the middle of the rush"
I nod 'yeah I'm ready'. We join Susan at the lockers and all grab our coats.
"You guys want a ride?" Susan can be nice when you get to know her.
"No we caught the El. It's only a block or so from our house" I say.
Kerry gasps.
I know I've surprised her by saying 'our house' but I'll let her take it in for now.
We all walk out of the ER doors together. Susan waves and heads left into the parking garage. We go right towards the station.
Kerry doesn't say anything the whole ride home.
Home. I love that word now. It's no longer just a place I hand my clothes and sleep. It's the place where Kerry is, where our love began.
__________________________________
We walked down the street towards our house, dicussing nothing important or inparticular. We just enjoyed bieng together. Surviving this snow storm.
"I haven't made a snowman since I was a little girl" Kerry remarked stepping off the sidewalk and into our yard in front of the house.
"Do you want to make one now?" I'd give her anything she asked me for. Even stand out in the cold to build a snowman.
"No" she let her crutch fall against the rail of the porch "I wanna make something different"
"Want help" I moved towards her.
"No" She held up a gloved hand "Stay right where you are"
I stood still, trusting her.
She squatted down level with the snow and began to gather a pile the size of a basketball. Then she smoothed the edges out and began to shape it.
It took a while but it began to look like a head.
She kept glancing up at me while she worked. She was in the way so I couldn't see it clearly.
After about 30 minutes she stood up and out of the way.
I was amazed at what she had done. On the horizontal surface of the snow she'd fashioned two faces. Her's and mine. The cheeks were touching and the detail was amazing. Especially since she was wearing gloves.
"Kerry's it's beautiful" I whispered.
I think she blushed. Her cheeks were already pink from the cold.
_______________________________________________
It was different making love that night. I don't know why.
She loved me first. She usually did. She said that giving me pleasure inhanced her's.
She held my hands at my sides while her face was buried in my womanhood. I could feel her nose bumping against my clit and thrusting towards me when I thrust out of meet her.
She licked, and sucked, and nibbled at me for what seemed like hours before she became serious. She licked me from my clit down then back up again, before sucking the nodule into her mouth.
And sending me into oblivion.
When I came back down to earth she was holding me and kissing away my tears. It was rare I cried, but the sensation tonight had been too much.
"Welcome home Abby" she whispered against my lips.
All of a sudden it all made poetic sense. She's made or faces in the snow before the home we'd homefully spend our lives together living in.
'Made faces in the snow,
Since only nature knows,
the Limits to it's beauty,
and the enternity of Grace.'
I don't remember where I read the verse before. But now I understood.Ice preseves things through time. Scientist always found thing preserved in it.
She'd made our faces in the soft ice. Forever trapping our love. It may melt with the change of seasons, the water feeding into the ground bringing; Life.
Forever a reflection of love.
__________________________________