Only You




Chapter six

She closed the door and kept smiling happily to herself. When the hell did this happen? She walked over to her couch and pulled a blanket on top of her. My god, she thought, this is the first time in months that I have felt this happy. She started to slowly drift off thinking about him. She actually needed him, look at her. She just said to herself that she was happy and it was because of him. He made her feel good about herself and the things she did. He didn't look down on her because she was "just" a nurse, he respected her for it. She remembered that night outside of the bar with Luka all too well. Sometimes she just thought of it unexpectedly and then the tears threatened to come back. He had told her that she wasn't all that special or that pretty. She knew that he probably hadn't really meant it, he just yelled it in the heat of the moment, but she had never showed him how much that had hurt her. All her life she had felt useless and miserable and after her marriage with Richard all of that had gotten even worse. But Carter… he did think she was pretty and he made her feel special, he told her she was special to him. Carter can have you!!! His voice echoed in her mind. She would never forget that moment. It was then that she had thought to herself: If only he still wants me… And boy, was she glad he did.

She pushed the blanket away and started towards the bedroom, breathing in the sweet and gentle scent of the roses as she walked past them. She dropped down onto her bed, fluffed her pillow a bit and turned off the lights.




Carter woke up at about 11am the next day. He had needed that sleeping in for a long time now. He couldn't even remember the last time he had had a day off. He yawned and stretched as he got out of bed, warily opening his eyes a bit more. He went to the bathroom to take a shower and then the events of the past night came back to him. Oh my god, he actually agreed to cooking for her. It was a well known fact, she had too much power over him. If she looked at him with that special look she had, damn all other things just melted away. Ok let's see, he had to cook…and there was absolutely no one around to help him…well that's just fantastic. He got in the shower and turned on the water as he thought of what he would prepare for her. Preferably something nice yet easy…well, he was going to have to think about that later. He needed to go grocery shopping anyway. The radio blasted its next song as he shampooed his hair.

She's got a blind smile and a soft touch
A cute little dimple when she laughs too much
They say you fall hard when you meet her
Such is her allure
She's got a quick wit and a fast tongue
But she doesn't seem to know that she's the one
They say she cheats charm when she whispers
She's devilishly pure
You'd see if you knew her, that she doesn't know
Well it's time I told her so

When I see your blushes
From a compliment of mine it touches
There's something inside, I'm getting rushes
The adrenaline rushes
And I'm fascinated, that you really don't know how to take it
When I look at you that way, you feel naked
And I'm so into you, I'm getting rushes

He drove his car to the nearest supermarket and wandered aimlessly through all the aisles. He hadn't even decided what he was gonna cook. Oh god, he couldn't do this. He sighed his frustration as he took out his cellphone. He dialed the number and hoped that she would be home.

"Deb, hi, it's John. How are you feeling, still at home I see"

"Hey Carter, I'm doing slightly better. You know how it is with the flu, it goes away after a few days, I'm coming into the ER tomorrow so…So what's up, what do you need?"

"What makes you think I need anything? I can't just call a good friend who's sick to ask her how she is? I'm really offended." he joked.

"Yea right, as you said it: a good friend, which means I know you well enough. So what is it that you need me for?"

"Well…I needed a feminine piece of advice and since I knew you were home…"

She laughed "I know you too well John, ask away."

"I promised Abby I'd cook for her tonight. Well she forced me really", he laughed. "Problem is I have no idea what to cook or how to even begin cooking it".

"You sound desperate enough but it's so sweet that you're cooking for her. I'm so glad you two are finally moving things forward, I was beginning to become frustrated myself. Ok, umm let's think. You wanna impress her with your cooking but you don't wanna overdo it or make something that's too hard for you too cook."

"That's just what I was thinking, see great minds do think alike. So what did you have in mind?"

"Hmmm well that depends, are you hoping on getting lucky tonight? Show her just how much you love her or…" He could hear the smile in her voice.

"HA HA, no I just want to make her a nice dinner and we'll see what happens from there. I seriously don't wanna rush things with her Deb, you know how Abby can get sometimes and I can't loose her. Not now, after it's finally happening. I haven't even told her I love her yet, so don't go spreading anything in the ER either." People were actually turning to look at him now. Yea he was one of those annoying people in a supermarket with a cellphone, he smiled sweetly at them.

"She knows you love her anyway and the only thing I might be spreading is the flu", she laughed. "You wanna go to Susan if you want word to go around fast."

" Yea or Chuny and Haleh for that matter. But we need to get back on the subject of F-O-O-D, because as we speak it's nearly two o'clock and I'm gonna need time for this. Let's say I mess up a few times before I actually get there, she's coming by my place at around 8.30pm."

"Well you have plenty of time, and I think I may have found the perfect dish for you to prepare. You wanna make something light as well, so…you should cook pasta! It's perfect, easy to make and delicious. You can thank me later"

"Ok that's great, but we actually only just had Italian food last night and we both had tagliatelli so…any other great ideas? Because that would've indeed been perfect if not for last night…"

"Just your luck, now I had found the perfect meal. I don't know I'm not a chef, maybe you should check on the internet or something and find a site with great meal ideas. Oooh, I have an idea. Why don't you make her something Asian-inspired?"

He frowned "Will that be easy? Because it doesn't sound easy."

"Well now that we landed on Asian food, I'm an expert and I have tons of ideas! Let's see there's Asian barbequed steak, Burmese chicken curry, Asian roll lettuce wrap, egg foo yung…"

"Ok ok", he interruped her. "I can hear that you're getting very excited, and it actually sounds great. Why don't we go with the first one, the barbeque thing? I mean I know it's winter and it might seem strange, but instead of barbequeing it, I can just put it on the grill. Now how do you prepare it?"

"Well putting it on the grill is a wonderful idea, because the steak is marinated in Thai seasonings and you can grill it as desired. The only problem is that it will take you about 3 hours and 35 minutes to prepare it."

"That's all right, as long as you explain how to cook it exactly I'll be fine."

After he had taken a piece of paper and wrote everything down carefully he thanked Chen and started pushing his cart around in search of the needed ingredients. Boy he wished he wouldn't have a too hard time preparing this. Abby owed him big time.

As soon as he got home he started and it was going pretty well. At least in his opinion it looked good. He left it on the fire as he went upstairs to get ready seeing as Abby could be arriving any minute.

(song: Rushes by Darius Danesh)


Chapter seven

He rushed downstairs to open the door for her as he straightened out his hair one last time. He felt like he was in highschool again and this was his first big date or something. He was acting like a teenager, standing in front of the mirror for half an hour when he was just dressing casually anyway. This wasn't a big deal, was it? Abby had showed him again that she had feelings as well… yea, everything was gonna go fine. He opened the door and he saw that she'd brought wine. Two bottles, one red and one white. He couldn't help but smile at her.

"What? I had to bring both red and white because I didn't know what you were gonna cook." She smirked at him.

"Did you crawl into my mind and read my thoughts or something?"

She laughed as she walked past him into the house "Like I need to be able to read your mind to know what you're thinking."

He took her coat and they moved into the living room.

"Ok, so which bottle will you be using tonight? You can keep both anyway."

"I don't know, I'm not a chef. What do you mean "you""?

"Well I'm not gonna have wine for obvious reasons, even though I have tried to convince you that it's under control. So what are we having, maybe I can decide wether to have red or white." She looked up at him expectantly, but he just kept staring at her. "What?"

"Nothing it's just that I was thinking about what I have cooked for you and it's meant to be a surprise. See I was gonna make pasta first, but we just had Italian last night and then Deb didn't know anymore either. I wanted to impress you, but not be too sophisticated or make something that would be a disaster…"

"John…"

"So then she suggested all of these typical Japanese and Chinese things, some that I had never heard of so that still left me with the problem"

"Carter…"

"of what to cook and then at last I found something but now I need to know what wine to drink with it? I mean"

"CARTER!" Abby yelled at the top of her lungs and she was laughing hysterically.

"What?" he looked confused and bothered that she had disturbed him while he was rambling.

"You obsess too much" she smiled at him.

"I don't obsess" She gave him a sarcastic look. "I think…intensely…Anyway I can't really help it. You threw this on me like a bombshell! Why don't you make dinner for me? And me, being the amazing guy that I am, of course said yes." He turned around, leaving for the kitchen to go and check on the food. Leaving her there shaking her head at him.

She plopped down on the couch after he told her to make herself comfortable. It had been a hard day, she'd lost 2 patients and she was glad that she got to relax here, with Carter. Her cellphone rang and she took it out of her purse. She knew she shouldn't have bought one, it bugged her that now she was feeling peaceful it was disturbing her. She saw Maggie's number on the caller ID and frowned. She had just called yesterday and Abby had phoned her back, what was wrong?

As she answered she could hear that her mom was definitely upset about something. She prayed that she wasn't off her meds again, but as she listened on, she heard it was about Eric. Apparentely he had disappeared and he hadn't taken any of his medications with him and Maggie was concerned.

She walked to the kitchen and saw that Carter was busying himself with the grill and other stuff that was on the table. He saw her and smiled.

"You couldn't wait could you? Well if you must know what we're having…" He saw her face and she was looking down at the ground. That couldn't be a good sign. "What's wrong? Who was on the phone? Abby?"

"It was my mother. Eric ran off and he didn't take any of his medication with him so it won't be long until he gets completely out of control again. I'm sorry John, I have to go. Help her find him and, as always, make things right I guess. Although he doesn't want my help."

He looked beaten, defenseless. He had been looking forward to this night no matter how much he had complained about cooking or the time he had spent in the kitchen. He didn't want her to leave, but then again, he understood why she had to. She saw the look on his face and she once again scolded at her and her family. He didn't deserve this. He should be with a nice girl who could give him everything she wanted and doesn't have a screwed up family. No matter how many times he told her that his family was nowhere near being normal either, it just wasn't the same.

"I'm sorry John, but I have to go"

" No, it's fine. I'm ok, really. Do you want me to go with you? Because you really can't go alone right?"

"No, I would like it if you stayed here. I'm sorry, but this is my family and you shouldn't get dragged into this. I have to deal with this, I always do."

He looked a bit hurt, but Abby ignored that and got her purse and put on her coat.
She turned and left for the door and turned around to say goodbye. Carter was leaning against the doorpost of the kitchen just watching her. She quietly said goodbye and left.


Chapter eight

It had been two weeks since that night. Abby had taken a week off to go and find Eric and hopefully bring him back home. Carter had tried to call her all through the week but she hadn't answered once. Then she had come back on Saturday, now a week ago, with the news that they had found Eric alive and well somewhere in Oregon. He hadn't wanted to come back home and he didn't want to take medication anymore so they had to force him and he was in therapy now and supposedly on his meds. Abby had told Carter this but then she had avoided him all week. He knew something was wrong and he daren't ask what it was. He knew anyway, she was backing out again. Finally they had been on the right track and then something had to come up. It seemed as if they just weren't meant to be or anything, but then why did he feel like they were?

He entered the lounge and put his stuff in his locker before putting on his coat. He heard the door open and Abby came in. He could tell it was her because he had heard her gasp when she had seen him there. He turned around ready to leave and looked at her for a moment. He didn't say anything because he knew it wouldn't make a difference anyway. He walked to the door and passed her as he said: "Goodnight Abby."

Tears welled up in her eyes. She had seen the look in his eyes and it had killed her. What the hell was she supposed to do? She kicked against the couch and fell down on a chair. Thank God she was only on for another 2 hours and then she and her couch could be alone. She poured herself a cup of coffee and saw Susan was about to enter the room.

"Hey Abby, did you check on that patient in exam one? The guy with chest pains they brought in earlier?"

"Yea everything was normal, I just came back from him."

"Pfffff this day seems to never end. The little girl from the bike accident this morning didn't make it but the guy that was drunk and that hit her hardly has a scratch!"

"Where is he now then? Did they discharge him?" Keep it off the subject…

"No" she smirked, "he's sleeping and he'll have a hell off a hangover in the morning.
So…you wanna talk?"

"About what? Oh, we should go to that new club in town. One of my friends went there last weekend and it's supposed to be very good."

"Abby… you think I don't know you better than that? I thought we were friends" she gave her a look and smiled. "Plus, Carter has NOT been in a good mood lately so it doesn't take a scientist to figure it out. What's going on?"

"Nothing is going on. And no offence, but I wish that everyone could just stop with sticking their nose in my business. My feelings for Carter are personal and it doesn't matter that I love him because…" Oh god, did she just say that out loud? She closed her eyes and put her head in her hands.

"Interesting! Judging from your reaction it kind of surprised you as well that you just said you love him. Maybe admitting it isn't so hard after all" she smiled like a little kid who had been given a lollipop. "Now I think instead of telling me you really should be saying this to him. You have no idea how much he wants to hear this."

"I'm confused right now, nothing ever goes right. At least not for long and now all of this sh…stuff with my brother again, it just shows everyone." She got up and headed for the door. "I appreciate you wanting to help though" she said with a smile. "I'll see you later".



When she was walking towards the hospital the next morning she saw him sitting on a bench in the ambulance bay eating "breakfast". His shift probably started with hers. She walked to the door and then hesitated for a second and she turned around and started walking towards him.

"John…" she began quietly.

"Don't" he interrupted her. "You'll make it worse so just don't say it. Please, I don't feel like having a discussion right now."

"I just want you to know why I'm doing this."

"Damnit Abby, I don't wanna know. I'm tired of all the stupid excuses you keep giving me. And the most frustrating thing about this is that I always keep thinking that we're gonna make it, and that it'll get better. And now it was actually going better. It's not because your brother got into some trouble that that has to change. It'll happen again, because he's sick and if he's anything like your mother then you know this won't be the last time. But I don't get why you have to let that stand in the way of us." He tossed the rest of what he was eating in the trash and sighed in frustration as he moved his hand through his hair.

"Because it's not just about that John! Yes Eric is sick but that's not the only thing. What is it that you want from me anyway?"

"What I want from you? I want to know why you're letting this die. I thought we were on our way of having something amazing, finally, and then without the blink of an eye you don't talk to me anymore."

" I need time John."

"Oh you know what Abby, I think you'll be fine. You've had all the time that you could have needed already. I just wish that you could let go for once. It's like you became imprisoned again, like before. These past few weeks it was starting to change like you were willing to give us a chance, but now…" He looked down.

"It doesn't matter what I was starting to do. Things have changed now."

"It doesn't matter?" he asked in disbelief. " Ok, then tell me… what does? Because if 'us' isn't what you've been thinking of lately you're stronger than me. It hasn't been off my mind for months now."

"It's not that easy, it's never easy! Everytime my life is going ok again and I'm getting close to feeling happy something always screws it up!"

"Well what was easy? You haven't had an easy life and I'm sorry that it absolutely sucked Abby. But now that something, someone, actually wants to make you happy…you won't let me."

"It's not that I don't wanna be with you and you know that. I don't deserve you." She saw that he was giving her a sarcastic look and he was about to say something again so she quickly went on. "You need to be with someone who can give you all that you want. A happy marriage, a beautiful family and not someone who can give your kids a disease that will ruin the rest of their lives! I've lived it together with my mom and it was hell! She chased me around the room with a knife when I was 10 years old and now it's happening all over again with my brother. And I know that you say your family is far from perfect either, but it's just not the same Carter."

"You know, I've heard this all before and I do feel sorry for you but it only goes so far. I mean, you can think that you don't deserve me, but as long as I wanna be with you then that should be all that matters. Please don't make my decisions for me, I'm a big boy I can handle it. And I could help you with your brother and any other problem you should have but you have to let me. Why do you always wanna do everything on your own? And you don't know if your children will be bipolar and frankly, down the road, I would gladly be willing to take that chanse. I just don't understand why you always keep pushing me away when things tend to get better. Are you afraid? Or do you keep doing this to me because you hate me?" He kept looking at her but she just cast her eyes down.

And with that, he walked away from her into the hospital.

Chapter nine

I want to know why, you're letting this die
Without the blink of an eye
You say that you need time
I say you'll be fine

If you would only see
Like you did before
You became imprisoned
Can I reopen the door

You say it doesn't matter
Then tell me what does
And why that isn't what
You've been thinking of
You say it's never easy
Then tell me what was
Is it never worth the pain
Could you believe it was
When life keeps living
That's what life keeps giving
To us

(song: Us by Celine Dion)

He hadn't talked to her for the rest of the day and he was happy about that. He was tired of fighting with her when all he really wanted to do was hold her in his arms. Tell her everything was going to be ok and see in her eyes that she would let him love her from now on. Yea right: back to life, back to reality… he'd always hated that phrase.

What was he supposed to do now? He was sitting at home…alone…drinking her bottle of white wine. He flicked through the different channels but nothing seemed to interest him. Outside the rain was absolutely pouring down, the angels were crying with him. At least it would melt the snow.



Abby walked to her car and she was getting completely wet. She closed the door and rested her head on the steering wheel. If only she could go home right now and find Carter and just fall asleep in his arms. She was so stupid, she could've had that but instead stupid Abby had taken contol once again and decided to hurt him, again. He ws such a great guy. And she hadn't realized how deeply she felt for him until she heard him say all those words to her. And she had told Susan that she loved him without even knowing she did. Why did her life get so confusing sometimes? As she drove home she remembered his last words "Do you keep doing this because you hate me?" She didn't answer him at the time. She couldn't tell him that it was the exact opposite of hate, no matter how much he wanted to hear it.

She got out of her car and started for the door when she hesitated. It was late and she had an afternoon shift the next day. She started walking away even though her car was right there and the rain was literally being thrown out of the sky. It wasn't until she was standing in front of his house that she realised where she had walked to. Everything was dark and she couldn't hear anything because of all the rain. Well of course, he was in bed! What had she expected, that he would be waiting for her and be standing there with open arms? I think not, it was 3 am. God, what was she doing there? She was freezing, soaked and she'd been walking for about half an hour trying to think things through. It hadn't helped. He thought she hated him. She found herself standing at his doorstep right now. She could hear smart Abby yell inside of her Ring it, just ring it! It's not that hard, press the button and let the doorbell ring. Wake him up, he'll be happy to see you.

Carter was tossing and turning in his bed. He opened his eyes sleepily Was that the doorbell? Nah, it couldn't be. He turned around to look at his alarmclock and the red letters pointed out that it was a little over 3. His shift started at nine, so he smiled to himself completely satisfied and happy that he was granted another 5 hours of sleep.
All of a sudden he sat up straight. It was the doorbell, he'd just heard it again. Who the hell could that be at an hour like this? He put on some jogging pants and went down the stairs to the front door. He looked through the peep hole to see who it was an such an unhumanly hour. Oh my God. He looked again as to prevent himself from thinking that he was still asleep in his bed and dreaming. Abby was standing there right in front of him, on his doorstep. Abby! What on earth was she doing here in the middle of the night? He opened the door.

"Abby?" he asked, eyebrows up in the air to show his surprise.

My God it's the middle of the night and the guy still looks good, Abby thought.

She didn't answer and it was only then that he saw she was soaked to the bone.

"Oh my God, are you crazy? Look at you, you're all wet, come here" he practically dragged her inside. What did she do, walk all the way over here? She just stood there looking at him and he switched into doctor mode, it was instinct.

"Are you ok?" he felt her forehead but nothing seemed to be wrong so he lost the worried expression that had been on his face. He brushed away a single strand of hair that hung in front of her left eye and he tucked it behind her ear. All the while looking straight into her eyes.

"You could've caught pneumonia Abby, walking in the rain like that. Or something worse." She still hadn't said a word, but now she was looking at the floor instead of straight at him.

Finally she mumbled something but he didn't understand a word of what she had just said.

"What did you say? I didn't quite catch that last part" he said jokingly.

She looked up into his eyes and he saw the hurt look on her face.

"I don't hate you" she said so softly that he had to strain to hear it.

He was stunned, speechless, and that didn't happen a lot. He honestly didn't know what to say. She came all the way over here to tell him that she didn't hate him? He knew she didn't, why would she think that? But then it dawned on him, their fight that morning. He remembered his last words just before he'd walked to the hospital. He had said something about her hating him. His face softened and a little smile played on his lips.

"I know you don't hate me Abby" he said just as softly. "Did you come all the way down here, in the rain, just to tell me that?" He wanted her to say it. She must of had this in mind otherwise she wouldn't have walked all the way over here in the middle of the night when it was freezing.

But she remained silent as she didn't really know how to tell him. She'd never been really good at expressing her feelings, not like he could do it. He'd always showed her his feelings, or told her.

Carter sighed. She'd never been an easy girl and he had the feeling that she never would be. "Come on" he said, as he took her up the stairs.

"Where are we going?" she asked slightly worried.

He smiled. At least she hadn't lost the ability to talk. "I thought you knew me better than that" he said with a smirk. "I'm taking you upstairs to take a bath. I don't think I've ever seen a person like this before, soaked as you are. You really need to heat up or you could come down with something."

"But it's three in the morning"

"Yes, I'm well aware of that" he looked around at her. "You can borrow some of my clothes and you're staying here tonight. Not like I don't have enough guest bedrooms right?"

He lead her upstairs as he was wondering what was going through her mind. The bath was filling up and he made sure the temperature was nice, so that she could relax a bit, he had put a lot of bath foam in it so the bubbles were everywhere. He took a pair of loose training pants and a t-shirt from his closet and put it on the sink in the bathroom. She hadn't moved from her spot next to the toilet since they'd gotten in there. She was lost in her thoughts, or so it seemed.

"Alright well, I'll be in the next room ok? So if for whatever reason you might need anything, just holler." He looked at her and then turned away towards the door. She stopped him byt his elbow and turned him around.

"Thank you" she smiled.

"You're very welcome. Take your time."

And with that he closed the door and left her alone. She started undressing and the minute she laid down a blissful peace surrounded her and she forgot about everything else. She only just noticed that he'd put relaxing music on in the background. How very thoughtful and typical of him. She had no idea where the music was coming from though, she looked around but couldn't see a radio or anything else. That's what you get if you live in a huge house right? She didn't know the song that was playing but it was very soothing and it seemed to put her at ease.

About an hour later she stepped out of the bathtub and wrapped a towel around her body. She wiped the mirror clean and looked at herself. She had come all the way over to Carters house in the middle of the night, woke him up and didn't even say one coherent sentence yet. That's just…great. She put on the spare clothes he had nicely put on a chair for her and she got dressed. Ok, she thought, lets get this over with before I chicken out again.

She opened the door slightly and peeked inside the room. She didn't see him anywhere so she pushed it open a bit further and slipped through it silently. Once her eyes got adjusted to the dim light she saw a sleeping form on the bed. She walked over on her tiptoes because she didn't want to startle him or wake him up. He looked so adorable, just lying there on his bed, breathing slowly. In and out and in and out…She felt like she could just stand there forever, watching him. He looked tired and she felt bad for waking him up so early in the morning when he had a shift the next day. She sat down on the bed and moved a strand of hair that hung on his forehead.
She looked over at the alarm clock and realised that he must've been exhausted and she didn't exactly help it. Well she couldn't go home now and besides, she wanted to finish what she had tried to tell him. She didn't plan on waking him so she walked to the other side of the bed and she laid herself down next to him. She started to close her eyes when she felt him move and turn over.

"Hey" he whispered. His eyes searched hers as he could smell her wonderful scent. She smelled of soap and her hair was still damp. He couldn't really think about anything else than her right now, seeing her there right next to him. He almost pinched himself to check if he wasn't dreaming. He'd dreamt this before.

"Hi", she said just as softly. "I thought you were asleep." It seemed like forever before he replied. They were just lying there and Abby felt as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Yea I know, but I was just resting my eyes for a minute. I heard you come out of the bathroom. You didn't think I'd miss this right?" He smirked slightly. Or well, that's at least what it looked like to Abby. She smiled back at him.

"Miss what?" she asked innocently. "Miss the fact that I'm about to put my heart on the line and die right here and now?" She sighed and turned her face serious again.

"Abby, it doesn't…"

"No, let me finish this. I really just need to get this out ok?" she interrupted him. He nodded silently and motioned her to go on. "You know why I came here tonight. You might have been surprised that I showed up here in the middle of the night…but I don't think you had many doubts about the reason. I know that I can be a pain and I'm unreasonable and that I have my issues and everything." She took a breath as she continued. "But I know that I haven't been fair to you. Not that night when I left and then didn't call you back during the whole week and not today when we had that…discussion. So then I started to think things over, because well...I do that a lot. And you know I don't hate you…right? Because I've told you how I felt before. Maybe not in so many words but I just…always thought you knew." She stopped talking here for a second and Carter took this opportunity to get a word in between what she was saying.

"You know Abby, it's not that I think you hate me. It's just that things always go wrong when they should be going good. And that frustrates the hell out of me. Mostly because it's out of my control, I can't do anything about it. You always make the decisions. You leave to help your brother, but you won't let ME help YOU, with anything. I can't make you trust me…but oh how I wish you would. You were right when you said I was surprised to see you, but I was even more happy. Just to see you here and the way you're here next to me on my bed…It just feels right, you know?"

He had spoken so softly, his voice full of seriousness and concern for her. She knew she had to take the chance.

"I know, and I also know that I'm willing to work on all of that. Together with you…I want you to help me when I need help and I need you to be there for me, because there'll be times that I'll really need you. Only you…"

He smiled at her and got closer. He gave her a small soft kiss on the lips and draped his arm around her body. They were both tired and he didn't even want to think about his shift the next morning. He looked into her eyes right before they both closed them and fell asleep. There would be plenty of time for everything else tomorrow…and all the other days of their lives.

I lost faith in myself and everyone and everything around me
I thought I'd disappear, maybe you'd be better off without me
You showed me I was wrong, everybody needs someone
Love is not about perfection
You made no promises, life is hard enough you said ohh without you

Only you, only you
you're all that matters
only you, only you, only you
Only you give me strength when my world is shattered
only you, only you, only you

I walked this road so many times before
you'd think I'd know the way
But like the fool that I am it always ends the same
You told me everyone deserves a little happiness
no one should have to be alone
Me I'd be satisfied with a just a little tenderness
ohhh with you

Only you, only you
you're all that matters
only you, only you, only you
Only you give me strength when my world is shattered
only you, only you, only you

(song: Only you by Pat Benatar)
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Well people, that was it. I hope you enjoyed it and please send some feedback. I would like to give a special thanks to MADDIE, for being a great beta. She helped me a lot.




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