SlashERs

alise22 — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 04:05:15 GMT

I was wondering if anyone could request and/or write any Dr. Morris fics? He is utterly adorable and does not get enough love!

Carter/Benton icons

freaky_nea — Tue, 02 Jun 2009 20:12:29 GMT

I'd love to have a few but can't find them anywhere. Do you have any?

Gone Away 3/3

hotrobotnurse — Sun, 24 Aug 2008 06:03:41 GMT

Title: Gone Away 3/3
Fandom: ER
Pairing: Abby/Neela
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Luka's in Croatia. What does this mean for our Abby?

Abby stared across at Neela, who seemed to be fluctuating between surprise and horror.

"Is that all you can say?" she asked, voice husky.

"I..."

"Oh, Neela, come on."

Neela shifted on the couch, rising up as tall as she could sitting.

"Have you been drinking?" she asked, tone as even as she could make it.

Something shifted inside the apartment and Abby knew intrinsically that she was losing Neela, that the other woman was slipping away from her by increasing degrees.

But she hadn't pulled away.

Well, she had, but there was a part of Neela--and Abby had felt it--that had stayed with her, that had, maybe, even kissed her back.

But that didn't matter.

Not at that moment, at least.

Because Neela knew and Neela was pissed and there it was, right in front of Abby, that she'd messed up another moment and more, potentially ruined something sacred.

"Have you?" Neela demanded.

"That's not the point," said Abby.

"I beg to differ."

Abby paused to put her head in her hands. Everything had fallen out of her reach and there she was, sitting in an apartment that was no longer hers, a place she'd been happy, content, not feeling as though she was jumping out of her skin every moment of every day.

"Fuck," she said, "fuck, fuck."

The words felt good on her tongue.

"And what if I have?" she asked, words trickling through her fingers.

"Then I'd say you need to get help," came the reply.

Abby lifted her head.

"And what if I asked you something, Neela?"

"Ask me what?"

"Asked you how you feel about... This?"

Neela furrowed her brow, putting a hand to her temple, a hand dwarfed by the oversized cuffs of her pajamas.

"About what?" she asked wearily.

"About what just happened."

For just a moment, Abby thought she saw fear cross the other woman's face, a type of fear she knew well.

"Truth, Neela," she demanded softly.

"I think you need to stop drinking."

"Christ."

"I do."

"Answer my question."

"There are places that can help you, places you can go to--"

"Answer it, for the love of fucking--"

"I don't know," Neela interrupted; she sounded on the verge of confused tears and Abby wished instantly she could take it back.

"I... I respect you, Abby," she continued, in a small voice. "I... I care about you, I admire you... I..."

Abby inched closer, moved, tormented, almost. Her lips met Neela's in a swift, almost sad way, before something rushed between them and their mouths closed over each others in increasing urgency.

"Abby..."

"What?" Abby said breathlessly.

"Nothing."

"Kiss me," Abby whispered.

"I can't."

"Then I'll kiss you," she mumbled, fumbling her way down the slope of Neela's neck, feeling her stiffen and gasp.

"Abby..."

"Shhh."

"You need help."

"I know."

"Will you get it it?"

Abby answered by pulling Neela into her, wrapping strong arms around her waist.

"I'd rather have you," she said.

Neela didn't move.

"Luka..."

Luka.

The thought of him was like a stone, heavy, unmoving.

"He's not coming back," she sighed into Neela's shoulder.

"What? How do you know?"

"I just know."

Abby felt Neela exhale, body deflating. Flannel rubbed against her bare arms, Neela's smell tantalizingly close to her. She breathed it in, felt the drunkenness exiting her body almost as quickly as it had come.

"Kiss me," she said.

FIN

Gone Away 2/?

hotrobotnurse — Sat, 23 Aug 2008 07:56:28 GMT

Title: Gone Away 2/?
Fandom: ER
Pairing: Abby/Neela
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Luka's in Croatia. What does this mean for our Abby?

They sat in silence a moment; Abby watched as Neela folded her hands in her lap. She looked hurt, childlike, and Abby instantly regretted her tone, her words.

"Look," she said, trying to keep from slurring, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," said Neela, looking up at her once more, "I didn't... I didn't mean to overstep a boundary... I just thought... I thought we were..."

"Friends," Abby finished.

She sat back against the couch.

"Are we friends, Neela?" she asked, not unkindly.

"I thought we were," Neela replied, obviously confused. "Are, I mean. Are friends."

Abby pursed her lips.

"Yes," she said, "We are."

Then that silence again, one that Abby felt she had to break or she'd burst.

"Neela," she began.

"Yes?"

"Have you ever kissed a woman?"

Neela look struck.

"Me?"

"Yes, you."

"N-no," she said, "No, no, I haven't."

"Are you telling the truth? Because we are friends and all."

"Yes... Abby, why are you asking me this?"

Abby shook her head.

"I don't know," she answered.

"Are you sure you're all right."

"Yes, Neela, goddamit, I'm sure."

Neela rose, suddenly, stiff-backed.

"Look," she said, "I don't know what's going on, but you're starting to freak me out."

"Am I?"

"Frankly, yes."

Abby shook her head.

"Come on," she said, "Sit back down."

Reluctantly, Neela obeyed, sitting gingerly on the arm of the couch.

Abby leaned forward, letting a lock of hair fall from behind her ear.

"You really are beautiful, Neela," she said softly.

Neela's eyes softened into a look of almost pity.

"What is this?" she asked, voice tiny.

"What do you think?"

"Abby..."

"Don't say you can't," Abby snapped, "Just don't."

She leaned forward without meaning to, catching Neela's lips with her own, tentatively at first, exploratory. Then, a little braver, she pushed harder, gathering the woman into her arms.

Neela pulled back suddenly, a stricken look on her face. Abby's heart thumped.

"Christ," said Neela, "You taste like vodka."

Gone Away

hotrobotnurse — Fri, 22 Aug 2008 01:51:11 GMT

Title: Gone Away 1/?
Fandom: ER
Pairing: Abby/Neela
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Luka's in Croatia. What does this mean for our Abby?

The vodka burned. Burned and burned in that nice way, that way that she so sorely missed. Abby curled into the feeling, unscrewing the cap to another one-shot, the second to last of the stash she'd shoved in her purse at the Jumbo Mart. It was six in the morning and no one had been there save for a few construction workers and a homeless man buying a stash of Cisco Red. He'd smirked at her as though he'd known and a rage had filled her chest, the same rage that had been building since Luka had... Well, she supposed, since he had left.

But that had been hours ago, hours that felt like days, and there she was, hunkered in a doorway by the El, licking the last stinging dregs from the miniature bottle. She could feel it hitting her and she liked it, wanted more, knew she had a bit more time before the daycare upstairs would get worried.

She knew where she could go.

It was almost too easy, climbing the familiar stairs, pushing the key into the lock. She knew Neela wouldn't be home, had a shift; their schedules had been flip-flops of each other for weeks now.

The apartment was blissfully silent, the same, yet different. Neela's dishes were stacked in the sink, her baubles and charms carefully placed on shelves and tables, the scent of her light perfume, the one she wore when she bothered to remember, just barely detectable. Only that and the couch, that horrid green affair, was the same, and Abby sank down into its familiarity.

She closed her eyes, feeling the half-drunken reel of the room, and popped a starlight mint into her mouth. It crunched against her fillings and god, the only thing that would have made it perfect was a cigarette. Dammit.

"Abby?"

The voice startled her and her eyes flew open in shock.

Neela.

She stood in the doorway to her bedroom, a questioning look on her young face. She was in her oversized pajamas, hair rumpled.

"Jesus!" Abby said, without thinking.

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh," Abby faltered, "God, I... I was just coming to get something that I, ah, left."

To her intense relief, Neela's expression changed and she nodded, moving towards the closet.

"It's here, I've got it," she said, "Just a few things, really."

"You don't have to bother with that now," Abby said, feeling a warmth settle over her, "Come talk to me."

Neela's brow furrowed.

"Talk?"

"I feel like I haven't seen you in weeks."

Neela's face dropped.

"Ugh," she same, coming around to the couch and flopping down, "I feel like I've been on call for ages. It's a nightmare."

She looked at Abby with those brown eyes of hers.

"Tell me it ends," she says.

"Okay. It ends."

"You don't mean it."

"I know. I don't."

"Abby?"

"Yes?"

"Are you all right?"

Abby nodded, perhaps a bit too vehemently.

"Just overworked."

"How's Joe?"

"Good."

"And Luka?"

"He's--"

Abby stopped.

"Look, Neela," she said, "I don't really want to talk about this, okay? I just... I don't... I don't know.

Neela put up her hands.

"Okay," she said, "we don't have to."

Fic Update: It Only Burns at First, Chap 3 (IDF)

babydykecate — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 05:47:40 GMT

Update for International Femslash Day, but I forgot to post it till now.

She fell out of love with him. Or maybe she never loved him the way she thought she did. Either way, it’s the worst feeling in the world. It’s worse than regret, betrayal, jealously or guilt. You feel empty… like you’re living a lie. The moment you realize you’re no longer in love, the moment you admit it to yourself, your world changes irrevocably. You’re not the same person you were before, and you’re pretty sure you can’t ever be that person again. You feel terribly alone. What you had, what you dreamed of, is over. You have to finally admit it’s over.

Abby can’t say why she tried so hard to fix things with Luka. Maybe she felt it was the commitment she made when she had a child with him. It could be that she felt she owed him for hurting him over and over. A small part of her realized she was hurting him again, trying to stay with him when she never love him the way she did Kerry, but she ignored it. Somehow it seemed like she’d be a better person if she stayed with him and dealt with the mess she made. She tried so hard to do the right thing, that she wasn’t sure who she really was anymore.

Yet she’s sober and staying that way, and that’s no small feat. So, if in trying to fix things and make amends, she had to sacrifice what made Abby happy, so be it.

But the ER is a poor place for Abby to forget who she is. Somewhere in between the fire in the ambulance bay and saving a baby and mother, Abby remembered who she was. She’s tough, and dedicated and compassionate- and she really did want to be an Attending.

It’s now, in the aftermath of her conversation with Luka. After him telling her that he can’t forget everything that’s happened and he has to move out. It’s now… that she finally knows what she wants, what she needs. It’s not that her heart isn’t breaking over what has ended. She hurt Luka, knowingly and willingly, though not maliciously. She must take responsibility for that. She did love him, and still cares about him, though her love for him paled in comparison to her love for Kerry. She made the choice not to tell Kerry or him sooner. Another thing she regrets. She had a child with Luka, and she must bear every responsibility that came with that, that their lives will always be interconnected through their son.

With all mistakes she made, this moment is still one of the most important of her life. She is sober. She might become an Attending. She knows she loves Kerry and Kerry loves her, and she is free to commit herself to Kerry if she wants. So, she picks up the phone, and dials the number.

“Kerry?” She asks her excitement building.

“Abby? Are you ok?” Kerry automatically worries.

“Yes, well… it’s over…” Abby replies.

“What’s over?” Kerry asks confused.

“Luka and I. He told me he couldn’t forget everything that’s happened…” Abby starts to tell Kerry.

Kerry is stunned. She only manages to reply, “Wow.”

“Kerry, I know I’ve been weak and stupid… I should have been honest with you and Luka. I should have been braver. All I can say is I love you so much. I’ll do anything to be the woman you need. Do you want to try trans-state dating? Do… do you still want me Kerry?” Abby asks, a little scared.

“Of course I do Abby. I love you so much,” Kerry reassures Abby. “I don’t blame you at all Abby… I did so many stupid things being afraid and in love with Kim. We are all fools with love; we just have to try to do the least damage.”

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Abby/Kerry International Day of Femslash Graphic + manup

babydykecate — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 15:58:30 GMT

Credits:
Laura Innes photo from www.laurainnes.net
Maura Tierney photo from http://www.lazygirls.info/Maura_Tierney

Graphic Inspired by Trancer's International Day of Femslash graphics on Passion and Perfection

Fanfiction - Crossover ER/Reba

myagedparchment — Sat, 07 Jun 2008 01:43:53 GMT

Title: First Time for Everything {P1/?}
Fandom: ER/Reba
Pairing: Kim Legaspi/Reba Hart
Rating: R
Summary: Kim and Reba are climbing, but Reba can't see over the top just yet.
Author's Note: Clearly I'm completely insane. But I just could not get this pairings out of my head! I just think they are such a realistic, possible pairing. So here they are. Well, here they are nearly, anyway. It's a cliffhanger, but I do want to finish it! *innocent, sincere smile*

First Time for Everything

Fic Update: It Only Burns at First, Chap 2

babydykecate — Sat, 03 May 2008 04:10:58 GMT

Author's Note: Very sorry for the long wait. Thanks, Cate.

Abby opens her eyes to the morning light that invades the peace of the hotel room. She wakes up feeling safe for once, and Kerry’s arms around her remind her why. As she snuggles back into Kerry’s embrace, the events of last night come back to her.

The hangover sets in, reminding her of the countless drinks that lead to her cheating on Luka. Yet, she can’t make sleeping with Kerry what she regrets. She regrets falling back into this trap of drinking and self-hatred. She regrets hurting Luka. But she has loved Kerry for so long that finally holding her is too precious to regret. So she denies reality for one more hour, and lets the safety, happiness and love with Kerry be the only thing she feels.

Waking up an hour later, reality is back, with all its responsibilities. Luka and she have a son, and she has to go back to them. She kisses Kerry tenderly and whispers in her ear, “I’ve loved you for quite a long time. Through every woman or man between us, you have been my best friend, and you have always been the only one with my heart.”

Kerry takes her hand and holds it tight. She looks Abby in the eye as she whispers, “I love you too.”

They kiss again before Abby gathers her things and heads for the door.

Kerry stops her, “Abby?”

“Yes?” Abby replies.

“Please take care of yourself, Abby. I’ll be here for you whenever you need me, but you can’t let this alcoholism and depression consume you.”

“I know,” Abby says softly.

Kerry touches Abby’s check, “You’re too precious to lose, Abigail Lockhart,” she says with a gentle smile.

Abby hesitantly starts to hug Kerry, and Kerry pulls her tightly against her.

“I love you, Kerry.”

“I love you too, Abby. Call me whenever you want.”

Abby finally brakes away and opens the door, not breaking eye contact with Kerry until she has to.</div>

Fic: It Only Burns at First

babydykecate — Mon, 17 Dec 2007 07:39:57 GMT

Title: It Only Burns at First
Author: Babydykecate
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own ER, Kerry would be back if I did
Summary: Abby gets drunk at a bar and Kerry comes.
Spoilers: Up to S14E9 (Skye's the Limit)

Author's Note: Inspired by 9 Crimes by Damien Rice

The liquor only burns at first, before you become numb. Before the haze, when you still have to be you. Now Abby can barely taste the alcohol, hardly feel the sting. She’s been drinking all day, but only now is she drinking enough to completely lose herself. She’s at a bar, hiding away in a booth by herself. She’s not answering the many calls from Luka.

As she sits, lost in thought, she sees a familiar face. Kerry in the middle of the bar, looking so out of place. Kerry sees Abby and comes over to the booth.

“Hey Kerry, what are you doing here?” Abby asks surprised to see her old friend.

“Neela called me. Said she thought I was the only one you might listen to,” Kerry says as she sits across from Abby. “She was afraid I might lose you.”

“You weren’t here,” Abby says, her voice hard and angry.

“I thought you didn’t need me… you had Luka,” Kerry replies.

“It isn’t the same with him,” Abby says, taking another drink.

Kerry gently takes the drink from Abby's hand. “Abby? How about we go somewhere else?” Kerry asks.

“Sure,” Abby replies.

Kerry helps Abby with her coat and helps her into the cab. Abby doesn’t notice that they are going to Kerry’s hotel room until they’re outside the door. Kerry runs her fingers across Abby’s cheek and Abby can’t help but kiss her. It’s not the perfect first kiss she imagined. She didn’t want to be drunk and cheating on Luka, but she does want her. It’s the wrong time, but it feels right.

She presses herself close to Kerry, trying to make the rest go away. Kerry opens the door and pulls Abby inside. She lays her on the bed and slowly and gently undresses her. She runs her fingers along Abby’s hips, her lips along her breasts. Kerry doesn’t want to be a mistake Abby made, but she can’t help to act upon this long suppressed desire. She slowly pushes her fingers inside Abby, smiling as Abby gasps. She holds Abby as she comes and as she starts to cry. All she can do is be there, and hope Abby still wants her in the morning. She wipes away a tear and stokes Abby’s hair until she falls asleep.

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New Comm

babydykecate — Wed, 10 Jan 2007 12:05:17 GMT

Hey Everyone, Come check out the new Abby/Kerry community @ abby_kerry. Thanks :). Cate.

snowpenguin545 — Mon, 08 Jan 2007 04:50:32 GMT

Title: Smoke Break
Fandom: ER
Pairing: Kerry/Abby
A/N: Just digging through some older stuff I've written, sorry if anyone's seen this before.

The words Abby spoke earlier danced through Kerry's mind as she finished the last patient of her shift.

"Have you ever had sex in a car?" Abby playfully whispered in Kerry's ear as she placed a chart in the holding rack.

She hadn't.

Kerry asked her where she got the keys, but Abby didn't answer, instead her tongue met Kerry's in a dance they had come to know so well.

Spread out on the back seat of Mark's van, Kerry admired Abby's naked body, shining in the moonlight that was from time to time scarce underneath the railing of the EL. It was different, and she enjoyed it.

Tongues danced, fingers moved and bodies shimmied in ways that only beds had seen until this time, but there was something about the intimate moment in a strange environment that drove them both over the edge.

Kerry watched as Abby lit up a cigarette, reassuring that Mark wouldn't even know the difference, seeing as he now smoked himself.

The smoke hung in the air as Kerry admired Abby's pale skin. It swirled around the backseat in an attempt to find the window that was cracked for it's escape.

A beeper went off and it didn't really matter whose it was, for they both had to get back.

The next shift was especially hard. Mark was there, and so were the both of them, but that was okay, for what got them through this particular shift were the fond memories of the night before. The smoke circling around moonlit breasts and the rush that accompanied the thought of being caught in the act, made the day go by so much quicker, in hopes that maybe something like that might happen again.

More Than Coffee - Abby/Susan

lizbuf — Sun, 07 Jan 2007 22:53:48 GMT

Title: More Than Coffee
Fandom: ER
Pairing: Abby/Susan
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 431
Summary: Set shortly after 8.16 – Secrets and Lies. Abby and Susan finally get together for coffee.

(Men are so stupid!)

Regret - Abby/Susan

lizbuf — Sat, 06 Jan 2007 10:04:08 GMT

Title: Regret
Pairing: Abby/Susan
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: The pretties aren’t mine, but the words are.
Word Count: 100
A/N: Sort of a companion piece to 'Longing' but also works as a standalone piece.

(If it was physically possible, Abby would have kicked herself.)

Longing - Abby/Susan

lizbuf — Thu, 04 Jan 2007 23:21:39 GMT

Title: Longing
Pairing: Abby/Susan
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: The pretties aren’t mine, but the words are.
Word Count: 100
A/N: This is my first ER fic, I hope you like it. Feedback is appreciated.

(It never really amounted to anything.)

snowpenguin545 — Sat, 02 Dec 2006 20:56:49 GMT

Since everyone liked the last fic I posted, I decided to go through some old lj entries and find some other Kerby fics I'd written. So, here's a short one I wrote a little while ago:

Title: Pillowcases
Fandom: ER
Pairing: Kerry/Abby

Kerry likes to think that she can tell just how long its been since she's seen Abby –truly seen her– by the smell of her pillow.

Kerry thinks about the first time Abby lit up a post-coital cigarette. There was something about the way that Abby didn’t even ask for permission beforehand that made Kerry want her even more. Abby was untouchable, the rules didn’t apply to her, and sometimes, Kerry is perfectly okay with that.

Kerry will fall asleep against Abby, only to wake up the next morning wrapped around the only evidence of their tryst the night before. It should upset her, but it truly fits their relationship, and truthfully, Kerry liked it this way.

Kerry hates laundry day, and she puts off washing her pillowcases for as long as possible. They say that the strongest memory trigger is scent, and she knows that she needs this particular one. When it’s gone, so is Abby.

There are times that Kerry contemplates taking up the habit, just so that maybe – maybe she won’t feel so alone at night.

snowpenguin545 — Sun, 26 Nov 2006 19:04:33 GMT

I was looking through some old entries of mine and I found this Kerry/Abby fic that I wrote and thought that I would share it with you guys. Sorry if you've already seen it! Also, this is my first attempt at a prompt fic, so bear with me.

Title: Sad Tidings Then Cheer
Fandom: ER
Word Count: around 1,000
Prompt: Alpha 26. Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has. ~ Margaret Mead
A/N: This is for delgaserasca's ficathon. Thanks (and love) goes out to Meish for being the worlds best beta ♥

She watches the two of them from the safety of the lounge; she can see them, but they can’t see her. She thinks that maybe this is how her life was meant to be, completely empty and watching the one person she wouldn’t mind spending every day and night with work so well with someone else.

They sneak around the Emergency Room from bed to bed and room to room, leaving little presents for the children who would be missing Santa’s visit. After making sure that every second-hand toy has made its way into a deserving child’s arms they wander back to the admit desk to observe their handiwork. If we can do this we can do anything, they think to themselves, vowing to change the world someday. Someday definitely isn’t tonight though, for they’re too tired. Neela sidles up to Abby and lays her head on the brunette’s shoulder.

Her mind wanders and it's then that Kerry realizes that she's been thinking about something else all together, somehow losing track of Abby (and Neela, but that isn't her main concern at the moment). The lounge feels dark and empty now, for she has just come to realize how foolish it is to be stalking her employees like this. Although Abby falls into a completely different category altogether, and somehow this makes Kerry feel a little less lonely.

"Kerry? What are you doing down here?" Abby asks, and Kerry realizes that she must have missed the brunette’s entrance. She watches Abby as she walks to her locker, the question obviously obligatory, for it seems as though she doesn’t really even want an answer that badly anyway. This is a good thing, because "I was just watching you through the lounge blinds" sounds somewhat juvenile.

Abby turns around, awaiting Kerry's answer as she slips into her coat. She cocks her head a little, confused as to why Kerry continues to face the opposite way, apparently fascinated by the liquid the hospital likes to pass off as coffee.

"Kerry?" she asks again, and Kerry quickly responds, whipping her head around to see what it is that Abby wants. Abby smiles at her eagerness and waits for an answer.

"Well?" Abby inquires, and her question is met with a shy muttering of simple phrases that don’t quite fit the particular situation. Without thinking Abby walks across the room and places her hands on both sides of Kerry's face. Kerry looks down, in what seems like an attempt to see what Abby wants, then looks up into her eyes.

"Abby?" a voice asks, and both Kerry and Abby turn towards the door to see who their visitor is. Neela stares back, raising an eyebrow then rolling her eyes as if to say "I don't want to know".

"Our plans still on for tonight?" Neela asks Abby, opening the fridge to survey its contents. After finding nothing edible, she looks up, awaiting an answer.

"Yeah, definitely," Abby replies reassuringly as she tucks a few strands of hair behind her ear. Neela leaves as quickly as she arrived, and once again they are left alone.

"You have plans for tonight?" Kerry asks, and Abby can't really figure out whether she's jealous or just curious. Her face is expressionless, to which Abby replies that her ‘plans’ consist of opening up a few presents and drinking some very strong eggnog. Kerry nods and says something about having to get home, as she walks around Abby to get to the door.

"Merry Christmas Kerry."

||

The living room is dead silent, and Kerry pulls her knees closer to her chest, reassuring herself that the house isn't really so quiet after all. But it is. The silence shouldn't bother her so much she thinks, Henry would normally be sleeping, his breathing barely audible on the baby monitor. But she knows that he's not here.

She tries so hard to be the perfect daughter-in-law and the only way she knows how to please her in-laws is to give them Henry. They love their grandson, they could live without the woman that calls herself his mother. Sandy is the only mother Henry has in their eyes, and Kerry thinks that maybe that's what kills her the most.

Kerry slowly gets up off of the couch, grabbing an almost empty glass of scotch on the way to the window. The weather seems unusually strange, for it’s raining on Christmas Eve. How ironic, she thinks, leaning against the wall as she continues to watch the people outside of her window. A few people were without umbrellas, some were sharing, some had their own, but they all seemed to share the same momentary goal; getting out of the rain.

The doorbell rings, and it's Abby.

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Neela had laughed at the rain boots Abby had found a while back, calling them childish and ridiculous, but Abby likes them. There was something about them that made a stormy day just a little bit brighter and puddles a little more fun. Abby stares into the window of Kerry's apartment, trying to tell herself that she isn't home and that it would be much better if she just followed through with her previous plans. But the rain boots didn't think that was such a good idea and the next thing she knew, she was on her boss's porch, ringing the doorbell.

After about a minute Abby hears a lock turn and the door opens. Kerry stands in the doorway, her eyes red and her face paler than usual. She uses one hand to brace herself against the door and the other to hold her robe as tightly as possible.

Without thinking twice, Abby steps into the doorway and grasps both sides of Kerry's face, looking into her eyes. She supposes that she should ask what's wrong, maybe try to fix it, but it seems that they don't normally work that way. Actions speak louder than words she thinks, as she presses her lips against Kerry's. This was how they worked, these were the actions that reassured them more than anything in the world.

"That's what I was going to do earlier," Abby says as she pulls away and makes her way down the porch's steps. She's not positive, but Abby's pretty sure she smiled, and when Kerry was happy, it made her happy too.

"Maybe I didn't completely change the world tonight," Abby thought, stepping in all the puddles she could see, "but I think I might have made it a little bit happier."

Kerry's new Lover?

defyingnormalcy — Mon, 20 Nov 2006 20:38:13 GMT

Video is not mine...I take no credit. Basicly, this is a bunch of clips with Kerry and Courtney...the reporter, includes the whole "hot bath and wine" conversation.

Somebody has the hots for Kerry

babydykecate — Fri, 03 Nov 2006 05:52:15 GMT

OMG. I think Kerry has a new love interest!

It looks like Monique from SVU (the reporter) has the hots for Kerry. She looked very cute, though a little 'similar features' of Sandy. I'd be happy if Kerry finally had a love interest, but I wish they'd bring Kim back (Kerry/Abby is my OTP, but Abby is looking way too straight for anything to happen). Anyway, I loved the scene of all the girls in the bar, and I love the close Abby/Neela friendship. Cate.</div>

a shy question

iniq — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 18:51:56 GMT

Hi!

Just yesterday I rediscovered matthewtime's Rocket Launcher Romano/Malucci fic and spent the past two hours googling for more of that pairing... didn't find anything, tho. Thinking LJ has all the answers to my questions, I went looking for communities, but... is it just me or is ER slash hard to find?
Anyway... I came across your community and thought, even if you don't have an answer to my quest(ion), you might at least be able to point me in the right direction.
So please, does anyone know of any Romano/Malucci slash out there? Any help is very much appreciated.

Thanks. =)

Abby/Kerry Icons

babydykecate — Sun, 01 Oct 2006 06:15:29 GMT

My first animated icons :). Cate. Thanks again to love_ispain24 for inspiring me make more icons after my computer crashed and I lost all my work. xposted to raregirlslash
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Textures from icon_textures.
Textures by
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cala_jane

Fonts from http://simplythebest.net/font/index.html (Scriptina) and http://about.com (Jules Love).
Caps are from http://www.er-urgencias.com/, used with permission and me from nbc's website.
Credit would be nice, and please tell me if you are snagging. I don't mind if you use them as a base, but please credit.
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Icons

amazon_life — Sun, 27 Aug 2006 16:20:26 GMT

So, more icons to this community. Not that good, but anyway.

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Feel free to snag as many as you want, but please, comment if you do so! =)

x-posted to abbyneela and my own journal.

babydykecate — Tue, 22 Aug 2006 17:12:14 GMT

Hi, I'm Cate and I just joined. Some of the icons previously posted to abbyneela.
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Textures from icon_textures. Light texture by silverqe, paper flower texture by tragic_icons, and sari texture by ruthenia_alba. Font is a free font by Philippe et Francois Blondel. You can find a link at about.com. The quote is from the SVU ep. Night. All caps are from http://www.er-urgencias.com/, used with permission.
Credit would be nice, and please tell me if you are snagging. For more icons of mine, such as icons of lesbian pulps, go to http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/CRG_Alias_NK/. I also did screen caps and icons for Gia. Thank you, Cate.

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"Loose Ends" - Abby/Susan

aeonian — Sun, 29 Jan 2006 23:32:54 GMT

Part of the 2005 Femslash Advent Calendar. Also posted at erfanfiction.

Title: Loose Ends
Author: Nia
Rating: R
Show: ER
Pairing: Abby/Susan
Summary: "It's like the sex you never had in the call room, the goodbye you never gave her."

( Loose Ends )

bettyswollocs — Mon, 02 Jan 2006 20:23:49 GMT

I miss Kimmy. :(