I can't think of a summary but... here ya go!

Abby waited in Trauma One waiting for the latest in a long run of horrifying traumas that day. She was trying to resist the need to nibble at her nails, instead reverting to flicking her shoulder length hair around her face.

Luka had been distant with her for a few months now and recently he had taken to disappearing in the middle of the night with not so much as a goodbye.

She flicked her eyes around the trauma room and took in the various machines around her and saw a couple of nurses meandering around waiting, like her, for the trauma to roll through the doors. She noticed, with a pang of worry, that Sam was not in. And hadn't been for a couple of days. Abby was worried. Sam was rota-ed to be on for the past week and had not showed up to a single shift.

She had tried to ignore the growing worry that she knew was building within Luka. She wasn't stupid, she knew saw the looks that passed between Sam and Luka sometimes but she trusted Luka and she trusted Sam. The 'looks' had began not two months after Sam had first arrived in the E.R. and Abby had confronted Luka immediately and they died down. They had not disappeared completely but they were sufficiently reduced to a state of where she was able to ignore their exsistence.

She didn't want to think about Luka having an affair - especially not with Sam. She trusted him.

Suddenly, from behind her, she heard the medical students rushing down the corridor and heard the sound of a gurney being pushed down the corridor towards the bay. She saw a frantic Luka sitting astride the motionless form issuing orders, compressing the chest of victim, the faces of the doctor and the patient hidden from her.

The gurney burst through the doors of the Trauma room and Abby looked at the body Luka was frantically trying to resuscitate and she froze.

It was Sam.

As Luka raised his head and his eyes met Abby's, she knew in that second that all that she had tried to ignore, all she had tried to deny was true. She stood still for a second and her eyes roamed over the battered, bruised and split face of Samantha Taggert. She then raised her eyes from the wreck and looked at the distraught face of the man she loved.

The anguish burned through her. The pain those blue eyes held chilled her deep into the bone. The panic they held was enough to spur her into action to attempt to save the life of the woman the man that she loved was in love with.

TBC

I'll try and update tomorrow. You like?