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I need help [RP for Lee] (spoilers for tonight's ER)
standing in the elevator
lockhart_md
After a strangely jarring conversation with the new hospital chaplain, Abby finds herself taking the elevator upstairs, to the surgical department. Making her way to her husband's office, she waffles outside the door, pacing, stalling.

It's not until she sees one of the surgical nurses casting a curious look in her direction that she knocks softly on the door, then pushes it open. She takes a deep breath, running her fingers through her hair, and lets the door close behind her as she steps into Lee's office.

She begins to speak but has to clear her throat before she tries again.
Hey...how's the leg feeling? She approaches her husband slowly, gesturing to his injured leg.

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Of course she will. He places a hand on Abby's back as they walk to the car. Daddy probably will too.

That makes three of us. She comments absently, thinking of the warm pajamas he'd suggested she pack.

He refuses to think about the fact that they'll be in separate beds tonight. Instead, he unlocks the car's door and holds open the rear passenger door so she can put the baby in the car.

She slips into the car and gets Lily situated in her carseat. She kisses the little girl and gives her a board book to handle before closing the door and moving to the front seat.

He's all ready in the car by the time she gets in, engine running as he waits for the car to warm up. Ah...where exactly is this place?

She gives him the address and general directions as she fastens her seatbelt, unable to look at him.

He closes his eyes and inhales deeply, calming himself over the anxiety he feels about the drive, about having to say good bye to her shortly. Finally looking over at her again he realizes she's averted her gaze. You're doing the right thing.

She looks at him finally, taking a breath. I hope so.

He was going to back out of the driveway but her words cause him to stop and sit staring at her. Do you want to do this?

She stares back at him. Want? I need to do this.

Yes you do. He agrees with her, ignoring the look she's giving him. And like you've told me repeatedly, it won't do a damned bit of good unless you *want* to do this.

She sighs. I want to get better, Lee. I do.

Then why don't you know if you're doing the right thing by ...He doesn't want to say the words and they stick in his throat at first, By going to a rehab facility?

She takes a deep breath and lets it out, being completely, utterly honest with him for the first time in what seems like a long time. What if it doesn't work? What if I...can't do it?

He starts to tell her that she can do it, will do it, but he has his doubts too. He unfastens his seatbelt so he can move easily, turning to face her as he smooths a hand over her hair. If it doesn't work...you try something else. But you can't go in there expecting to fail or you will. And I don't think you want to do that.

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