Character/Pairing: Luka and Josip "Joe" Kovac, Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 02 General Bonus: Inevitable
Find Chart to earlier Chapters here: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26744.html
(Pt 1/Nightmare, Pt 2/Memories, Pt 3/Tangled, Pt 4/Questions)
Word Count: 443
Warnings/Spoilers: Spoilers to Season 13
Summary: Could Luka's greatest fear have come true?
Disclaimer: Neither Goran Visnjic's image nor the character of Luka Kovac of ER belong to me. No copy-write infringement is intended by their use, they are being borrowed here strictly for entertainment purposes
There was no escaping it now, it was inevitable, the thing he had most feared most was coming true. As he walked away from Louise's apartment door the full weight of the realization crashed down upon him. It was his own fault, all of his mistakes, his excesses had to have led to this. As he reached their apartment door he stopped, knowing even as he looked inside that he couldn't enter, there was too much of them inside, too many things of Abby's of Joe's. Without thought he let the blanket slip from his fingers and pool in the doorway, he couldn't stay here.
Luka turned away from the apartment in a daze, unable to even muster anger at Ames for what he was sure the man had done. He couldn't start over again, if they were gone, if somehow the man how thought to punish him by stripping his family from him the way he believed his own had been taken. He found himself on the sidewalk without even realizing how he had gotten there.
Where would he go? What would he do? What would it matter? His life was over, without Abby, without Joe...it had taken everything he had in him to start over after he'd lost Danijela, Jasna and Marko, there wasn't anything left to do it again. He was drained, empty, unable to even find tears to grieve for the loss of them now.
"Luka!" The sound of Abby's voice crept into the blackness and without daring to hope he found himself looking for the source.
"Luka, what are you doing?" Abby came down the sidewalk toward him, balancing Joe on one hip as she waved with her free hand.
"Abby." Her name was little morethan a whisper on his lips, as fear kept him rooted to the spot where he stood. What if she wasn't really there? What if he was only imagining them?
"Luka, come take Joe." As Abby called to him again the spell seemed to break and swallowing his fear he forced his feet to move.
"Abby?" The fear lingered in his voice and as he reached them he couldn't help but wrap his arms around them, pulling the two of them close, thus assuring himself that they were real.
"I was afraid Ames had you, the blood..." Abby silenced him with a kiss.
"Luka, Shhh, I'm sorry, I should have called you, I cut myself, the closest thing was Joe's blanket, I didn't think, Luka, I'm so sorry." It was Abby's turn to hold him as relief washed over him, they were home, they were safe, and nothing else mattered.