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“Do you know if he’s into younger girls?” one of them asks Samira. Everyone waits with bated breath, eyes wide like a pack of hungry lions. Samira resists the urge to scoff, something curling low in her stomach.
“He’s married,” Samira says, her voice coming out sharper than intended.
“And… working on Valentine’s Day?” Molly asks. “Doesn’t sound like a happy marriage to me.”
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or, it's valentine's day, and shouldn't jack abbot be home with his wife?
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05 Jul 2026
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There are worse things than a crush, Samira tells herself. Ischemic heart disease. Aquagenic urticaria. Hemiplegic migraines. Still—crushes are up there.
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09 May 2026
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oh, i love you and i can’t fake that for a moment by writingsandmishaps for miss_hydrangea
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05 May 2026
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They’ve been calling each other the stupid nicknames since their time in the VA when an older Vet with a gnarly leg lac from a fishing hook thought Samira and he were together.
Jack was hunched over, suturing, and she wandered in to watch him. She criticized a stitch he made, pointing out he placed it a little too close, leaning in over his shoulder. She stayed there watching him fix it.
“I envy you two,” Mr Kennedy said as Samira was about to pull the curtain back to leave, a smug smile on her face after she had bumped Jack’s shoulder with her own for doing a good job. Mr. Kennedy was smiling at them, a little twinkle from the fluorescents in his eyes. “Young love is such a precious thing.”
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or, same age mohabbot au
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06 May 2026
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Jack didn’t go in much for praying anymore. No point, not when nobody upstairs seemed to give a shit either way. Praying was for altar boys and little kids and people who wanted their football team to win the Superbowl; for parents in his ER who refused medical care for their dying children in favor of speaking in tongues and yelling up the ladder to something that didn’t answer. Not for him. He believed in only a few things, and none of those were anything big enough to pray to.
Well, almost none. There’d been one thing. A person, really. Bigger than a person, though. More like a grand, orchestral concept, a hope half-divine, fifty-two percent of the reason he kept showing up to work for four years straight.
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Jack Abbot is seriously injured while responding to a mass shooting. Samira Mohan, who has left the Pitt, happens to be his ER doctor at Westbridge. A reunion and a conversation, both long overdue, follow.
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03 May 2026
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Neither of them are on shift today, but Jack still suggests they go to a pub around the corner from the hospital called Hattie's Tavern, and Baran doesn’t see any reason to suggest otherwise.
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30 Apr 2026