ER - Luka Kovac - #001/100
Characters: Luka (and Sam)
Prompt: 001 - Beginnings
Word Count: 522
Author's Notes: This is spoilerish for those who haven't seen Season 12. It takes place more likely later on in the season, but it could take place around episode 3 through 5.
Big Damn Table
He watched Alex dribble the soccer ball down the field, moving accurately and with trained poise easily, and he found it as a great comfort to know he could still be there for him without the boy ever truly knowing.
He leaned his shoulder against the metal bleachers, his shades gracing his face to block the sun from his vision, as he stood a great distance from the field. He really didn’t want Sam to know that he was there; she didn’t need to know because it wouldn’t make a difference. At least, he didn’t think that it made a difference.
Luka wiped the sweat from his jaw line dripping down the side of his face and making displeasing dew on his sideburns. He peered up into the stands momentarily, spotting Sam sitting quietly in the crowd and nearly alone, and he wished deep down that he could make her feel like she wasn’t so alone. Whether she said it or not, he knew her, therefore he knew that she was feeling alone in a crowd.
He sighed deep into the back of his throat, already regretting his decision before he’d even stepped around the bleachers to climb them.
He forced his legs to carry him up the length of the bleachers, and smiled at Sam politely as he sat himself by her side. He propped a leg up on the bleacher seat in front of him and rested his chin in his hand as he rested his elbow against his upper thigh. If that’s the way it was going to be…
He didn’t dare say anything to her as her mouth nearly dropped open in shock at the sight of him, aside from the fact that he’d braved going to sit beside her, and he carried on with watching Alex chase the ball on the field.
She arched an eyebrow and forced her voice to leave her lips, “hey…What are you doing here?”
His head turned at the sound of her voice, and he shrugged nonchalantly as he took his eyes off of the game in front of him.
“I came to watch Alex play,” he offered her a smile, but it didn’t seem to ease her shock. “And I saw you up here and thought you looked a little lonely; so, I figured I’d come join you.”
“Aw, you didn’t have to do that,” she still seemed nervous to talk to him, but she was slowly relaxing.
“I know that I didn’t have to,” he watched her as she almost had a very angry glare cross her face, but he spoke before she continue to take offense to anything he could say, “but I wanted to.”
She smiled wide as her smile seemed to touch the corners of her eyes. He could tell that she was suddenly glad that she’d never left Chicago. If anything else, it was good to know that he’d always be there for Alex.
He looked over at her briefly, and he decided that it was a time for new beginnings.
He couldn’t be more, than he’d settle for being her friend.
That’s it…A new beginning.