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phoning home [RP for Lee]
standing in the elevator
After three hellish days in detox, Abby is finally feeling well enough, relatively speaking, to settle into a routine of sorts at the inpatient rehab center she's checked herself into. Throughout the detox process, throughout the tremors, nausea, debilitating headaches, and insomnia, all she's thought of (other than having a drink) is Lee and Lily. She's cried more than she'd ever admit, missing her husband and daughter and home almost to the point that she feels it physically. She almost regrets saying she needs to do this alone, but knows she'd never be able to do it if this wasn't her decision and hers alone.

But she still needs them. More than she's ever admitted to herself before. She takes a shower, subconsciously wanting to be fresh and clean for her first allowed phonecall after a successful completion of the detox process. She makes her way from her room to the main floor where she waits, impatiently, for her allotted time slot to begin.

When she finally gets on the phone, she freezes for a moment, her fingers forgetting what to do, what numbers to dial. When she shakes herself and dials the familiar numbers of Lee's phone, she can feel her heart banging around in her chest. What can he think of her now? Maybe he won't even want to talk to her. Maybe he's relieved to be rid of her and the mess she's made of her life. She wouldn't blame him, and she can feel her palms sweating as she listens to the phone ring.

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I know. He nods She's got quite an appetite and she's been all over the place. She managed to get herself halfway up the stairs yesterday.

She looks at Lily and shakes her head. Halfway up the stairs, Lily? Where were you going?

He knows the little girl has to be getting heavy and he reaches out to take her for a while. Away from me. She needed to be changed and took off laughing.

She reluctantly lets him take their daughter. Did you make Daddy chase you, baby girl? She shakes her arms out a little when he has Lily in his arms.

You're getting too heavy for Mama...He tells Lily as she reaches for her mother again. Want to go sit down so she can have you back?

She smiles, relieved that he's not balking at her need to be selfish with the baby today. Yeah, let's do that. She takes Lily's hand, stroking her chubby little fingers.

He nods, heading back the way they came. So yeah, she's been keeping us busy, chasing after her and keeping her out of things. He tries to keep the conversation light, filling her in on Lily's latest. She even spent the day with Neela earlier this week.

She can't help feeling a pang of fresh regret, even jealousy over the fact that her best friend is able to spend time with her daughter. She clears her throat, recalling too the tension that had been between her and Neela before she'd left. Yeah? How's Neela?

He shrugs, not having any idea about problems between the two women. You know how she is...Neela. Though she's got some guy she's seeing now. I met him the other day. Seems nice enough. Came to the hospital to pick her up for a date.

Oh yeah? She raises her eyebrows in surprise. How'd she meet him?

He tilts his head as h tries to recall if he even knows. You know...I don't know. It's not like she tells me that sort of thing. Most of our conversations are work related.

Of course. This would be the kind of thing she'd have talked at length about with Neela - but not with the turn their relationship had taken recently. And she knows that's mostly, if not all, her fault. Yeah...I guess so. As they re-enter the common room they'd been in earlier, she leads the way to the couch again.

He lets Lily down onto the couch, the little girl immediately holding the back of the furniture to balance herself as she stands on the cushions. Lee sits next to her, a hand at her back so she won't fall. Oh and um...she's discovered she can jump on the sofa...

She can't help but chuckle at that, her hand also supporting Lily at her back. Oh *has* she?

That might be my fault. He admits sheepishly.

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