Title: Night Out Pt 10/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 002. Back Alley
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 511
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

The increase in the tension of the robbers had an immediate effect on their hostages and while some simply gave into the tears born of their fear, among most there was a pronounced increase in the level of the conversations among them.

"Shut the fuck up! So help me I'm gonna start shooting people if you don't shut your mouths." The announcement from the robber stunned almost everyone into immediate silence, not just because of the threat but because he was the one that to this point had been the silent one, the one they thought they had least to fear from.  Clearly, tensions were rising and not just among the hostages.

Bobby...back off, we need to figure a way out of this."  Albert returned to the front window, pulling the curtain aside only enough to get a glimpse of the street outside.

"Why don't you just let everyone go, before things get worse then they already are?" The words were out of Luka's mouth before Abby could stop him.

"You were told to keep your mouth shut already." Whether it was fear or something more that drove him, it was the youngest of the three that reacted to Luka's words and before either of the other two could stop the man he was already in front of Kovac. His first kick doubled the Croat over, the ones that followed would leave him gasping for breath on the floor before Albert could pull his brother off.

"What the hell are you doing?  You want to kill him? You were supposed to be checking the back alley, keeping an eye on what's going on out there, and you, get your ass up." After assuring himself that Joey was finally doing as he'd been told Albert nudged Luka with the toe of his shoe, when he made no effort to comply he reached down and grabbed a handful of his shirt and jerked him upright.

"I said I wanted you up, so help me, you're just asking me to turn him loose on you again." His voice held the promise of a threat that he'd have no trouble acting on.

"Can't you see he's hurt...untie me, I'll keep him sitting if that's what you want." Abby offered the compromise without worrying about the consequences to herself. As the robber released his hold on Luka's shirt and he watched the man simply curl into himself again he realized he'd have to make a choice.

"Alright, but you try anything, and I mean anything, and he's the first to die. You got me?" As he finished speaking Albert stepped behind Abby and untied her hands.

"I mean it, you get him up and you keep him up, anything happens he dies first, then I kill that little blond girl there, you make sure he understands that." Without waiting for her response he stepped away from their hostages.

"Bobby! What's happening in the back alley?" This was not how things were supposed to have gone down.

To be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 9/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 063. Whisper
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 404
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

With the patrons secured, their haul piled out of reach on the bar, the three moved back to the front of the restaurant, leaving their hostages alone for the first time since they had entered. Not surprisingly, most began to talk among themselves immediately, some simply to offer comfort to spouses, others to complain, though wisely not loud enough to be overheard. Abby's concern chief concern was on Luka as he struggled again to sit. She couldn't ignore the force of the blow the man had delivered to him, and as she observed his movements, she looked for signs of a potential head injury.

"Luka, are you all right" She kept her voice low, barely above a whisper as she spoke.

"I don't know." Once he was fully upright, he shook his head, only to instantly regret it as the room seemed to spin forcing him to close his eyes in response. 

"I think my head's going to explode, if I don't throw up first." He winced as he tested the restraints on his wrists and found himself rewarded with a tightening of them.

"I'm sorry, Luka." Abby's concern was written clearly on her face as she studied his face for changes from her earlier exam of him.

"Sorry for what?" He shifted his full attention to her as he picked up the change in the tone of her voice.

"For not listening to you earlier, when you said you felt like something wasn't right, I should have trusted your instincts, and I didn't." Abby dropped her eyes from his face with the admission.

"Abby, look at me."  Luka waited until she was looking at him again before continuing.

"You couldn't have known this was going to happen, I didn't even know what was wrong, don't blame yourself."  He glanced toward the entrance where the men were gathered then back to her.

"They've got what they wanted, there's no reason for them to stay, they're probably already getting ready to leave, you'll see."  The words were no sooner out of his mouth then there was a yell from the door.

"Damn!  Joey, go check the back, son of a bitch, there are cops outside." Albert had drawn the curtain back to look over the street and now let it fall as he turned to his brother with raised hands.

"What are you waiting for?  Would you check the back."

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 8/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 019 Crazy
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 330
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

The man was crazy, Abby was sure of it, but, as much as she wanted to tell him that, her fear for what he was capable of held her back.

"Move." Albert shoved Luka in the direction he wanted him to go, paying no mind to the fact that the man was still dazed and disoriented, and causing him to stumble as he lost his balance.

"Get down on the floor, hands behind your back, now." He glanced over to where the other two men had begun securing the rest of the patrons, before bringing his attention back to Luka and Abby.

"You too, what are you waiting for?" He momentarily shifted his attention away from Luka as he sprawled on the wood floor, more concerned with making sure that the woman didn't try to escape.  He needn't have worried, as Luka lost his balance Abby quickly moved to his side, kneeling next to him before laying a hand on his shoulder.

"Luka, look at me." She barely had time to register the size of his pupils let alone whether they were equal before Albert was jerking her away from him.

"That's enough, I said sit." He pushed her to the side before laying his rifle on the bar so he could concentrate on tying Luka's hands behind his back.

"Your turn." Albert grabbed one of the collected ties before turning to Abby, and yanking her arms sharply behind her back. His actions finally prompting a response from Luka as he tried to stop him by butting him with his shoulder."

"You don't have to be so rough with her." He shook his head, trying to clear the dizziness as he spoke.

"Bad move Cowboy." Without giving it a second thought Albert backhanded Luka with enough force to knock him again to the floor.

"That's two, next time is going to be a hell of a lot worse." With the warning given he turned his attention back to securing Abby.

To be continued.
Title: Night Out Pt 7/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 069 Come
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 391
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

Albert Falbrizzo remained silent for a long moment, truth was he was taking perverse pleasure in watching the woman's anxiety rise the longer he delayed her. Finally, he released a smile and lifted the gun from Luka's chest.

"All right, but, I want his wallet and cell phone before you do anything." He remained close as the small woman rushed to the unconscious man's side, dropping to her knees she fished through his pockets.

"Take them." She handed first her husband's phone, then his wallet upward, they were just things, none of them mattered as much as he did.

"Luka...come on, time to wake up." Abby dipped one of the napkins in the water before wiping the blood from his brow. When her actions prompted a soft moan from him as consciousness returned, she couldn't stop the smile from surfacing.

"That's it, you're all right." She applied even pressure to the gash, only to find she had to fend off his hands as he tried to stop her.

"No..." He started to sit, then groaned as she put her hand on his shoulder, pushing him back.

"Stay still for a minute, let me look you over." With Luka awake Abby felt a weight lift, the first hurdle was cleared, she held two fingers in front of his face.

"How many fingers?" As she waited for his response she gauged the size of his pupils, looking for differences in the size that might further indicate a head injury.

"Two." Luka raised his hand again, intending to rub his eyes only to find his efforts stopped yet again.

"I have a headache." He offered the complaint as if that might sway her.

"I'm sorry, but, you need to keep your hand down, I mean it." Her tone held a threat of implied violence, though both knew none would follow.

"What happened?" For the first time Luka looked past Abby, and as he caught sight of the man with the rifle he again started to sit up.

"Luka, stop, just lay still." Abby barely got the warning out before Albert intervened.

"He wants to sit up, the two of you can join the others, he's a big guy, he looks like he can handle it." Moving to Luka he grabbed his arm, yanking him to his feet before Abby could protest.

"Come on, let's go."

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 6/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 059. Eat
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 465
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

"I need a towel, a napkin, something to stop the bleeding." Abby forced herself to look away from Luka long enough to try and get what she needed to address his visible injuries. "Please?"

"Get it yourself, but, you try anything, just remember first I kill him." As if to bring home his point the man moved closer.

"Then that little blond girlie there." He glanced fleetingly to the still crying teen before returning his full attention to Abby, who had yet to move from her husband's side.

"Now, if you're going to get something you'd better get what you need, this is the only time you're moving except for when you go back and join the others over there." He used the gun as a pointer, jerking it around toward the bar where his partners were busy tying up the other patrons and staff.

"All right, all right, just don't hurt him." Abby slid Luka's head from her knee and eased it back to the floor before scrambling to her feet. She only had one chance, what would she need for him? Her thoughts were racing, what if she missed something? Heading for the closest table she grabbed several napkins, then almost as an afterthought she began emptying the table of everything else so she could take the tablecloth as well. Once she had what she thought she'd need in hand, she looked back at the man who still hovered over Luka. God, it wasn't nearly enough, but, what choice did she have?

"I need to get a glass of water, for when he comes around, to clean the wound." She shifted the items in her arms as she pointed to one of the recently vacated tables, but remained where she was until she received his nod of approval.

"Get it, that's it though, you've stalled long enough." As if she needed a reminder of the risk he posed to Luka, he nudged the still unconscious Croat with the toe of his shoe, prodding him in the stomach.

"Don't." Abby the word was out before she could stop it and she quickly grabbed the closest glass of water before hurrying back to Luka's side.

"I wasn't going to do anything else, don't hurt him anymore." Before she could move her captor grabbed her arm, pulling her close enough that she could smell his breath.

"You don't tell me what to do." His finger's bit into her arm, causing her to yelp in pain. "You got me?"

"Yes." Abby nodded her assent, willing to say anything if it would get her to Luka's side sooner, this was taking too long, Luka needed her, and she needed to see to him.

"Please, let me see to him." She was willing to do whatever it took...

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 5/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 059. Eat
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 322
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

"What's going on?" Archie Morris dropped the chart he was carrying into the rack as he reached the Nurse's Station and noticed the cluster of people around it.

"Chicago police just notified us, they have a hostage situation, they want the Hospital to be on call for potential casualties." Frank filled the attending in on what little he knew while continuing to listen to the officer on the other end of the line.

"Somebody turn the tv on, see if they have coverage of this." The red-head was already prioritizing the cases they had in the waiting-room, deciding who could wait in the event that the situation turned ugly in a hurry.

"They have any idea on what they're looking at for numbers?" He turned his attention back to the desk clerk with the question.

"Not yet, sounds like it's only just started to play out." The desk clerk shook his head.

"There's a live newsfeed." Gates announced from in front of the set as he tuned the station in.

"All right, we need to get this place triaged, if they have no idea what we're looking at for numbers then we have to be ready for the worst." Archie glanced up to the board as he began formalizing his own plan of action.

"Do you want me to call extra people in, just in case?" Frank held the phone away from his ear, obviously finished with his call and waiting for the other man's direction for his next course of action.

"Not yet, let's see what happens first, if things have just started maybe they'll be able to talk 'em out without anyone getting hurt." Morris pulled the nearest chair closer to him as he shifted his attention to the television screen.

"Yeah, right, you still believe in the Easter Bunny too?" Tony glanced over with the crack.

"Go clear a room, Gates." Reaching for the closest pen Archie heaved it at the man.  "And turn the sound up before you go."

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 4/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 059. Eat
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 699
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

Luka had no sooner reached the cashier then the door to the restaurant slammed open with a crash as it hit the wall and three men brandishing guns entered.

"Get back, everybody, back!" The first of those started immediately shouting orders as they burst inside.  The sight of the tall Croat at the register was unexpected and his immediate reaction was purely defensive. The man was too close. Rather than firing his weapon he brought the butt of the rifle he held up and slammed it into the man's temple, dropping him where he stood, instantly.

"Luka! Abby screamed as her husband went down and despite the threat of danger to herself she knew she had to go to him.

"I said stay back!" Luka's attacker dropped the barrel of the rifle to his victim's head, the unspoken threat instantly stopping her in her tracks. As the others locked the door and began herding the rest of the patrons to one side of the room, Abby was left to try and determine just how badly he was injured without even the luxury of an exam.

"Everybody, down on the floor, we want wallets, purses, jewelry...now" The men began barking orders, each shouting over the other to be heard over the voices of the terrified customers. For Abby it were as if she were watching it from the outside, while she found herself complying, she couldn't help but keep looking back to where Luka still lay on the floor, as yet unmoving.

"Please, can I see to him? I'm a doctor." It took everything in her to retain her calm as she handed over first her watch and then was forced to add her wedding ring to the growing pile on the tray held by the man before her.

"I know you didn't mean to hurt him, he just surprised you. He's my husband, please?"  The oldest of the men leveled his gun on her, delaying a response as he looked first to his partners then to Luka before returning his full attention back to her.

"All right, you can check on him, but you try anything and I'll kill him and then that girl there." Using the weapon as his pointer, he chose the pre-teen from a family who had been celebrating her mother's birthday. As if the gun alone had not been enough to convince her, the tone of his voice left no doubt as to the seriousness behind his words, and while Abby appeared to remain calm, the girl and her family were far from that.

"Will you all just shut up, I swear, one more sound." The man snapped as the noise in the room grew steadily louder fueled by his own words.

"We want cell phones, Ipods, anything else like that...better get those ties and belts off too, going to need something to tie you up with." They continued manhandling their way through the other patrons, yanking off necklaces and tossing threats when someone moved too slowly to suit them.

"Joey..get everyone down on the floor by the bar...line them up there, we'll use the railing to secure them." The man who stood over Abby glanced away long enough to issue the order to the youngest of the three before turning back and nudging her with the end of the gun.

"Go if you're going, but so help me, I'll kill him where he lays and then that girl, if you try anything, you got me?" He issued the threat with the barrel still trained on her.

"Yes, I understand, I won't do anything but check on him, please just let me go to him." Her voice trembled despite her best efforts to control it.

"All right." Motioning her to stand up with the rifle, the man watched her make her way over to Luka's side, even going so far to walk across the room and stand beside her as she sank to the floor beside him.

"Luka?" Abby lifted his head onto her knee as she brushed his bangs back, feeling the sticky wetness of blood on her fingers. "Luka, come on, I need you to wake up now."

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 3/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 059. Eat
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 385
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

Even after they had ordered and their meals had arrived, Luka found the feeling that had started as they left the movie theatre growing stronger. As he picked at his food with his fork, it was hard for Abby to ignore it any longer.

"Is something wrong with your meal?" Abby paused with her own fork in mid-bite as she asked the question.

"What?" He blinked, bringing her into focus as he realized that he was so lost in his own thoughts that he hadn't even really heard what she had said to him.

"You're not eating. I asked if there was something wrong with your meal? " She gestured to his untouched plate with her fork.

"No, it's fine, why?" As if to prove it he placed a bite of fish into his mouth.

"Nice try, but, I don't think so. What's going on, Luka?" It was Abby's turn to stop eating now, and as she made the decision to do so, she lay her own fork on the side of her plate.

"I don't know." As he answered Luka shook his head before again beginning to push the food on his plate around with his fork again.

"I just...something isn't right, I can't explain it." Catching her look at what he was doing, he forced himself to take another bite.

While she couldn't say she understood what Luka was feeling, neither was she willing to write off his feelings as nothing and after a moment she removed her napkin from her lap and wiped her mouth.

"Do you want to go?" She met his eyes firmly with the question once the decision was made. "We can take this home."

"You're sure, you don't mind?" The question was almost unnecessary and as she asked it, relief seemed to wash over his face.

"I don't mind." As she replied she found a small smile for him, hoping that he might find some additional reassurance in it. "Why don't you go pay the check and I'll have the waitress box these for us."

"Okay." With the decision made Luka rose and started for the cashier. What happened next would be something he would remember little of save for random flashes, screams of terror and then a feeling of intense pain before blackness claimed him.

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 2/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 051. Restaurant
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 259
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

"So." Abby looked over at Luka as she started to speak.

"So? What?" His smile surfaced again as he tried to figured out what she was going to say before she began.

"I was just thinking about how long it'd been since we had a date-night." As they walked down the sidewalk Abby found herself matching her pace to Luka's, a task made easier as he shortened his stride for her.

"Long time...before Joe was born." As if he needed the words to remind him Luka fished his cell-phone from his pocket. "Should call and see how things are going."

"Luka, We're only been gone two hours, he's fine, besides, I thought we already decided we weren't going to call. Plus, Louise knows how to reach us if there's a problem." Abby reached for his hand, only to squeeze it in reassurance as she spoke.

"Something doesn't feel right, I can't explain it." He returned the squeeze as he smiled down at her, but, the smile faded even before it fully developed.

"Do you want to go home?" Stopping in mid-stride, Abby studied his face, the change in his mood becoming contagious.

"No, that's okay, I'm sure you're right, he's fine and Louise would call if he wasn't, let's go ahead and go to the restaurant." Even as he made the decision the feeling lingered, something was off, he just couldn't put his finger on what, he could only hope that he was wrong, that it really was nothing and that dinner would pass uneventfully.

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 1/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 052. Movie
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 346
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

"I can't believe you talked me into seeing that." Luka held the door open for Abby as they made their way out of the theatre following the movie's end.

"What do you mean I talked you into it?" She nudged him with her elbow as she slipped past then stopped once she was on the sidewalk to wait for him. "You said you wanted to see a movie, you didn't say what kind."

"Very funny," He extended his hand to her as he reached her. "Do you know where you want to go for dinner?"

"I'll leave it up to you, since you let me choose the movie." Abby laced her fingers with his then smiled before looking up at him as he pulled her to him. "It wasn't that bad was it?"

"No, it wasn't that bad." He smiled down at her. "Do you want to call and check on Joe before we go to the restaurant?"

"You're worried about him?" Abby's face took on a more serious expression with the question.

"Not really worried, I just..." He raised a hand and brushed his bangs off his forehead. "I don't know, I just feel like we should make sure that everything is okay, you know, maybe it's the over-protective father in me."

"Luka, Curtis Ames is gone, you don't have to worry about Joe being safe." Releasing his hand Abby slid her arm around his waist as she offered the words of comfort. "But, if it would make you feel better, and you still want to call and check on him we can." Somehow she managed to smile, hoping he would find some reassurance in it.

"No, you're right, he'll be fine with Louise, and she has both of our cell numbers if she needs to reach us." He managed to find a small smile of his own for her.

"So, you don't have anything special you're in the mood for, Chinese, Italian?" He forced his mind off the unwarranted concern and onto the meal ahead as they began to walk toward their car.

To be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 10/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 002. Back Alley
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg-13 for lanquage
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 579
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

The increase in the tension of the robbers had an immediate effect on their hostages and while some simply gave into the tears born of their fear, among most there was a pronounced increase in the level of the conversations among them.

"Shut the fuck up! So help me I'm gonna start shooting people if you don't shut your mouths." The announcement from the robber stunned almost everyone into immediate silence, not just because of the threat but because he was the one that to this point had been the silent one, the one they thought they had least to fear. Clearly, tensions were rising and not just among the hostages.

Bobby...back off,we need to figure a way out of this." Albert returned to the front window, pulling the curtain aside only enough to get a glimpse of the street outside.

"Why don't you just let everyone go, before things get worse then they already are?" The words were out of Luka's mouth before Abby could stop him.

"You were told to keep your mouth shut." Whether it was fear or something more that drove him, it was the youngest of the three that reacted to Luka's words and before either of the other two men could stop him he was on him. His first kick doubled the Croat over, the ones that followed would leave him gasping for breath on the floor before Albert could pull him off.

"What the hell are you doing? You want to kill him? You were supposed to be checking the back alley, keeping an eye on what's going on out there, and you, get your ass up." After assuring himself that Joey was finally doing as he'd been told Albert nudged Kovac with the toe of his shoe, when he made no effort to comply he reached down and grabbed a handful of his shirt and jerked him upright.

"I said I wanted you up, so help me, I'll turn him lose on you again." His voice held the promise of a threat that he'd have no trouble acting on.

"Can't you see he's hurt...untie me, I'll keep him sitting if that's what you want." Abby offered the compromise without worrying about the consequences to herself. As the robber released his hold on Luka's shirt and he watched the man simply curl into himself again he realized he'd have to make a choice.

"Alright, but you try anything, and I mean anything, and he's the first to die. You got me?" As he finished speaking Albert stepped behind Abby and untied her hands.

"I mean it, you get him up and you keep him up, anything happens and he goes first." Without waiting for her response he stepped away from their hostages, things were not going well at all.

"Bobby! What's happening in the back alley?"
Title: Night Out Pt 9/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 063. Whisper
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 361
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

With the patrons all finally secured, and having gathered up their haul, the three moved back to the front of the restaurant, leaving their hostages alone for the first time since they had entered. Not surprisingly, most began to talk among themselves immediately, some simply to offer comfort to spouses, others to complain, though wisely not loud enough to be overheard. Abby's concern was on Luka as he struggled again to sit, and she watched him for signs of more serious injuries than what he had exhibited before.

"Luka, are you all right" She kept her voice low, barely above a whisper as she spoke.

"I don't know." He shook his head, then immediately regretted it as his headache seemed to worsen.

"I think my head's going to explode." He winced as he tested the restraints on his wrists and found himself rewarded with a tightening of them.

"I sorry, Luka." Abby's concern was written clearly on her face as she studied his face for changes from her earlier exam of him.

"Sorry for what?" He shifted his full attention to her as he picked up the change in the tone of her voice.

"For not listening to you earlier, when you said you felt like something wasn't right, I should have trusted your instincts, and I didn't." Abby dropped her eyes from his face with the admission.

"Abby, look at me." Luka waited until she was looking at him again before continuing.

"You couldn't have known this was going to happen, I didn't even know what was wrong, don't blame yourself." He glanced toward the entrance where the men were gathered then back to her.

"They've got what they wanted, there's no reason for them to stay, they'll probably be leaving any time, you'll see." The words were no sooner out of his mouth then there was a yell from the door.

"Damn! Joey, go check the back, son of a bitch, there are cops outside." Albert had drawn the curtain back to look over the street and now let it fall as he turned to his brother with raised hands.

"What are you waiting for? Go check the back."

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 8/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 019. Crazy
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 329
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

The man was crazy, Abby was sure of it, but, as much as she wanted to tell him that, her fear for what he was capable of held her back.

"Move." Albert shoved Luka in the direction he wanted him to go, paying no mind to the fact that the man was still dazed and disoriented, and in fact causing him to stumble as he lost his balance.

"Get down on the floor, hands behind your back, now." He glanced over to where the other two men had begun securing the rest of the patrons, before bringing his attention back to Luka and Abby.

"You too, what are you waiting for?" He momentarily shifted his attention away from Luka as he sprawled on the wood floor, more concerned with making sure that the woman didn't try to escape. He needn't have worried, as Luka lost his balance Abby quickly moved to his side, kneeling next to him before laying a hand on his shoulder.

"Luka, look at me." She barely had time to register the size of his pupils let alone whether they were equal before Albert was jerking her away from him.

"That's enough, I said sit." He pushed her to the side before laying his rifle on the bar so he could concentrate on tying Luka's hands behind his back.

"Your turn." Albert grabbed one of the collected ties before turning to Abby, and yanking her arms sharply behind her back. His actions finally prompting a response from Luka as he tried to stop him by butting him with his shoulder."

"You don't have to be so rough with her." He shook his head, trying to clear the dizziness as he spoke.

"Bad move Cowboy." Without giving it a second thought Albert backhanded Luka.

"You shouldn't have done that, that's two, next time is going to be a hell of a lot worse." With the warning given he turned his attention back to securing Abby.

To be continued.
Title: Night Out Pt 7/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 069. Come
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 397
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

Albert Falbrizzo remained silent for a long moment, truth was he was taking perverse pleasure in watching the woman's anxiety rise the longer he delayed her. Finally, he released a smile and lifted the gun from Luka's chest.

"All right, but, I want his wallet and cell phone before you do anything." He remained close as the small woman rushed to the unconscious man's side, dropping to her knees she fished through his pockets.

"Take them." She handed first his phone, then his wallet upward, they were just things, none of them mattered as much as he did.

"Luka...come on, time to wake up." Abby dipped one of the napkins in the water before wiping the blood from his brow. When her actions prompted a soft moan from him as consciousness returned, she couldn't stop the smile from surfacing.

"That's it, you're all right." She applied even pressure to the gash, only to find she had to fend off his hands as he tried to stop her.

"No..." He started to sit, then groaned as she put her hand on his shoulder, pushing him back.

"Just stay down for a minute, let me look you over." With Luka awake Abby felt a weight lift, the first hurdle was cleared, she held two fingers in front of his face.

"How many fingers?" As she waited for his response she gaged the size of his pupils, looking for differences in the size that might further indicate a head injury.

"Two." Luka raised his hand again, intending to rub his eyes only to find his efforts stopped yet again.

"I have a headache." He offered the complaint as if that might sway her.

"I'm sorry, but, you need to keep your hand down, I mean it." Her tone held a threat of implied violence, though both knew none would follow.

"What happened?" For the first time Luka looked past Abby, and as he caught sight of the man with the rifle he again started to sit up.

"Luka, stop, just lay still." Abby barely got the warning out before Albert intervened.

"He wants to sit up, the two of you can join the others, he looks like he can handle it." Moving to Luka he grabbed his arm, yanking him to his feet before Abby could protest.

"Come on, let's go."

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 6/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 073. Return
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 403
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

"I need a towel or a napkin, something to stop the bleeding." Abby forced herself to look away from Luka long enough to try and get what she needed to help Luka. "Please?"

"Get it yourself, but, try anything, I'll just kill him and it won't matter." As if to bring home his point the man moved closer.

"If you're going to get something you'd better get what you need now, this is the only time you're moving except for when you join the others over there." He used the gun as a pointer, jerking it around toward the bar where the other two had begun tying up the other patrons and staff.

"I'm going, just don't hurt him." Abby slid Luka's head from her knee and eased it back to the floor before scrambling to her feet. She only had one chance, what would she need for him? Heading for the closest table she grabbed several napkins as, then almost as an afterthought she began emptying the table of everything so she could take the tablecloth as well. With that too in hand, she looked back at the man who still hovered over Luka.

"I just need to get a glass of water, for when he comes around and to clean the wound." She pointed to one of the recently vacated tables, but remained where she was until she received his nod of approval.

"Get it, that's it though." As if she needed a reminder of the risk he posed to Luka, he nudged the still unconscious Croat with the gun, poking him in the stomach.

"Don't." Abby the word was out before she could stop it and she quickly grabbed the closest glass of water before hurrying back to Luka's side.

"I wasn't going to do anything else, don't hurt him anymore." Before she could move her captor grabbed her arm, pulling her close enough that she could smell his breath.

"Don't tell me what to do." His finger's bit into her arm, causing her to yelp in pain. "You get me?"

"Yes." Abby nodded her assent, willing to say anything if it would get her to Luka's side sooner, this was taking too long, Luka needed her, and she needed to see to him.

"Please, let me go to him." She was willing to do whatever it took...

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 5/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac...various ER characters
Prompt: 091. Hospital
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 311
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

"What's going on?" Archie Morris dropped the chart he was carrying into the rack as he reached the Nurse's Station.

"Chicago police just notified us, they have a hostage situation, they want the Hospital to be on call for potential casualties." Frank filled the Attending in on what he knew while continuing to listen to the officer on the other end of the line.

"Somebody turn the tv on, see if they have coverage of this." The red-head was already prioritizing the cases they had in the waiting-room, deciding who could wait in the event that the situation became ugly in a hurry.

"They have any idea on what they're looking at for numbers?" He turned his attention back to the desk clerk with the question.

"Not yet, sounds like it's only just started to play out." He shook his head.

"There's a live newsfeed." Ray Barnett announced from in front of the set as he tuned the station in.

"All right, we need to get this place cleared, if they have no idea what we are looking at for numbers then we have to be ready for anything." Archie glanced up to the board as he began formalizing his own plan of action.

"Do you want me to call extra people in, just in case?" Frank held the phone away from his ear, obviously finished with his call as he waited for the response.

"Not yet, let's see what plays out, if things have just started maybe nothing will happen" Morris pulled the nearest chair closer to him as he shifted his attention to the television screen.

"Yeah, right, you still believe in the Easter Bunny too?" Ray glanced over with the crack.

"Go clear a room, Ray." Reaching for the closest pen Archie heaved it at the man. "And turn the sound up before you go."

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 4/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 008.Floor
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 417
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

"Everybody, down on the floor, we want wallets, purses, jewelry..." The men began barking orders, each shouting over the other to be heard over the voices of the terrified customers. For Abby it were as if she were watching it from the outside, while she found herself complying, she couldn't help but keep looking back to where Luka still lay on the floor, as yet unmoving.

"Please, can I see to him? I'm a doctor." She offered the last in the hope that common sense might win over the man where emotion might not.

"I know you didn't mean to hurt him, he just surprised you, please?" The oldest of the men leveled his gun on her, delaying a response as he looked first to his partners then to Luka and back to her.

"All right, you can check on him, but you try anything and I'll kill him and you both." As if the gun alone had not been enough to convince her, the tone of his voice left no doubt as to the seriousness behind his words.

"Will you all just shut up, I swear, one more sound." The largest of the three snapped as the noise level began to get to him.

"We want cell phones...better get those ties and belts off too, going to need something to tie you up with." They continued manhandling their way through the other patrons, yanking off necklaces and tossing threats when someone moved too slowly to suit them.

"Joey..get everyone down on the floor by the bar...line them up there, we'll use the railing to secure them." The man who stood over Abby glanced away long enough to issue the order to the smallest of the three before turning back and nudging her with the end of the gun.

"Go if you're going, but so help me, I'll kill him where he lays if you try anything, you got me?" He issued the threat with the barrel still trained on her.

"Yes, just let me go." Her voice trembled despite her efforts to control it.

"All right." Motioning her to move with the rifle the man watched her move to Luka's side, even going so far to walk across the room and stand beside her as she sank to the floor beside him.

"Luka..." Abby lifted his head onto her knee as she brushed his bangs back, feeling the sticky wetness of blood on her fingers. "Luka, come on, wake up."
Title: Night Out Pt 3/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 059. Eat
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 432
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

Even after they had ordered and their meals had arrived, Luka found the feeling that had started as they left the movie theatre still lingering.

"Is something wrong with your meal?" Abby paused with her fork in mid-bite as she asked the question, unable to ignore the shift in his mood any longer.

"What? No, it's fine, why?" He blinked, bringing her into focus as he realized that he was so lost in his own thoughts that he had been looking past her without really seeing anything.

"You're not eating." She gestured to his untouched plate with her fork. "What's going on, Luka?"

"I don't know." As he answered Luka shook his head, then picked his own fork up for the first time, only to play with the food on his plate once he had it in his hand. "I just...something isn't right, I can't explain it."

While she couldn't say she understood what Luka was feeling, neither was she willing to write off his feelings as nothing and after a moment she laid her own fork back down on her plate.

"Do you want to go?" She met his eyes firmly with the question once the decision was made. "We can take this home."

"You're sure, you don't mind?" Relief washed immediately over him.

"I don't mind." As she replied she found a small smile for him, hoping that he might find some additional reassurance in it. "Why don't you go pay the check and I'll have the waitress box these for us."

"Okay." With the decision made a sense of relief washed over him and Luka rose and started for the cashier, if asked later what happened next, he would remember it as little more then a blur.

He had no sooner reached the cashier then the door to the restaurant slammed open with a crash as it hit the wall and three men brandishing guns entered.

"Get back, everybody, back!" The first of those started immediately shouting orders as they moved inside. The sight of Luka at the register was unexpected and his immediate reaction was purely defensive, the man was too close, but rather than firing his weapon he drew the butt of the rifle he held up and slammed it into the man's temple, dropping him instantly.

"Luka! Abby screamed as he went down and started to run to him.

"I said stay back!" Luka's attacker pointed his weapon, stopping her in her tracks as the others locked the door and began herding the rest of the patrons to one side of the room.

to be continued...
Title: Night Out Pt 2/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 051. Restaurant
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 235
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

"So." Abby looked over at Luka as she started to speak.

"So? What?" His smile surfaced again as he tried to figured out what she was going to say before she began.

"I was just thinking about how long it'd been since we had a date-night." As they walked down the sidewalk Abby found herself matching her pace to Luka's, a task made easier as he shortened his stride for her.

"Long time...before Joe was born." As if he needed the words to remind him Luka fished his cell-phone from his pocket. "Should call and see how things are going."

"Luka, We're only been gone two hours, he's fine, besides, Louise knows how to reach us if there's a problem." Abby reached for his hand, only to squeeze it in reassurance as she spoke.

"Something doesn't feel right, I can't explain it." He returned the squeeze as he smiled down at her, but, the smile faded even before it fully developed.

"Do you want to go home?" She stopped, the change in his mood becoming contagious.

"No, that's all right, I'm sure you're right, he's fine and Louise would call if he wasn't, let's go ahead and go to the restaurant. Even as he made the decision the feeling lingered, something wasn't right, he could only hope that he was wrong, that it really was nothing and that it would pass uneventfully.
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Title: Night Out Pt 1/?
Fandom: ER
Characters: Luka Kovac/Abby Lockhart
Prompt: 052. Movie
My table: http://dr-luka-kovac.livejournal.com/26237.html
Rating: pg
Genre: Misc TV
Words: 309
Summary: What begins as a routine night of a movie and dinner becomes much, much more for Abby and Luka.

"I can't believe you talked me into seeing that." Luka held the door open for Abby as they made their way out of the theatre following the movie's end.

"What do you mean I talked you into it?" She nudged him with her elbow as she slipped past, then stopped once she was on the sidewalk to wait for him. "You said you wanted to see a movie, you didn't say what kind."

"Very funny," He extended his hand to her as he neared her. "Do you know where you want to go for dinner?"

"I'll leave it up to you, since you let me choose the movie." Abby laced her fingers with his then smiled before looking up at him as he pulled her to him. "It wasn't that bad was it?"

"No, it wasn't that bad." He smiled down at her. "Do you want to call and check on Joe before we go to the restaurant?"

"You're worried about him?" Abby's face took on a more serious expression with the question.

"Not really worried, I just..." He raised a hand and brushed his bangs off his forehead. "I don't know, I just feel like we should make sure that everything is okay, you know, maybe it's the over-protective father in me."

"Luka, Ames is gone, you don't have to worry about Joe being safe." Releasing his hand Abby slid her arms around his waist as she offered the words of comfort. "But, if you still want to call and check on him we can." Somehow she managed to smile, hoping he would find some reassurance in it.

"No, you're right, he'll be fine with Louise, and she has both of our cell numbers if she needs to reach us." He managed to find a small smile of his own for her. "So, where were we going to go eat?"

To be continued...
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