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Dr. Jack Abbot is kind. Maybe too kind.
Kind enough to offer you his spare bedroom when your landlord suddenly terminates your lease.
He calls it temporary. A favor.
You call it the beginning of the end, because living with your attending is bound to blur lines you’ve spent months trying not to cross.Bookmarked by CallMeSnow
21 May 2026
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His voice drops low and his expression softens, trying his best to soothe you despite the maelstrom in his mind. “Easy,” he starts. ”I’m not going to hurt you. Look at me. It’s me, okay? It’s Jack. Just me. I’m here. Baby, what happened?”
Your eyes are glassy, gaze distant, and at first, you don’t say anything at all. You just stare at him blankly, as if you’re looking right through him. It takes you a moment to register that he’s speaking to you, that you’re meant to answer. You blink a few times, seeming to struggle to formulate a response.
“It’s cold,” is all you manage to say.
It feels like he’s been punched in the gut.
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Bad things happen a few months into your relationship. Jack is there to pick up the pieces.Bookmarked by CallMeSnow
03 May 2026
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When third-year resident Alex Bennett shows up in the Pitt, Dr. Michael “Robby” Robinavitch doesn’t know what to think. What he does know is that she’s too smart for her own good, incredible at her job, and is very clearly running from something…or someone. But with Langdon recovering, Collins pulling a disappearing act, and an ER still to manage, Robby is balancing on a very delicate tightrope and he cannot let anyone knock him off of it, not even a gorgeous girl with a checkered past and an ability to break down his walls...
Alex Bennett is just trying to blend in: a new city, a new job—she has everything she needs, and yet she can’t stop looking over her shoulder, waiting for the other shoe to drop. It doesn’t help that she keeps butting heads with her new attending who doesn’t seem to trust her. So what if she finds him a little attractive? So what if he always seems to come to her rescue exactly when she needs him? It doesn’t matter because Dr. Robby is making her job harder than it needs to be and he’s frustrating the hell out of her in the process. Besides, Alex made one promise to herself when she moved out here: don’t fall in love. And she won’t allow herself to break it...
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12 Apr 2026
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Night shifts in the Pitt had a way of stripping someone down to their core. It tested your patience, your skill—when the witching hour hits and you're facing MVCs and GSWs while exhaustion weighs down on your bones, finding the drive to keep pushing through sometimes feels utterly impossible.
Throw in fourth-year residency, egotistical residents, and the ever-blurring line of personal and professional between a certain night shift attending, and surviving the shift stops being the most difficult part of your job.
or: jack abbot loses a bet and it starts something neither of you meant to begin.
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11 Apr 2026
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McKay and Santos were handling a minor car wreck. To her right, Whitaker, Langdon and King were doing CPR on another patient. Behind her, she heard Robbie and Javadi talking through a procedure in action. A symphony of life saving voices filled her ears.
‘Can I get one milligram of…!
…..I need hands on this….
….We got a bleeder…!”
Suddenly, the red phone rings on the counter. She’s the only doctor on the floor. The ambient noise fades away and she approaches the counter. Dana picks it up, mid second ring, and plugs her other ear with a finger. She nods a few times before turning and looking right at Gwen.
“Dr. Merril, we got multiple gunshot wounds to the chest. 30 year old male incoming. Three minutes out.” Her voice is serious, “It’s just you and Mohan right now. She’s on her first rotation.” Dana warns."Doctor, look into my eyes. I've been breathing air, but there's no sign of life. Doctor, the problem's in my chest. My heart feels cold as ice, but it's anybody's guess." -Cold, Cold, Cold by Cage the Elephant.
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11 Apr 2026