The Pitt
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four med students work their toughest case yet.
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"This is one of the things that she loves most about him— Jack Abbot knows when to push, when to let her push, and he knows when to give her space. Tonight, he’s doing that tenfold."
Or, Samira Mohan finds that finding a work-life balance is easier said than done.
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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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Hours later – after blood and guts and a life saved on the kind of Hail Mary that makes her brain sing – Jack Abbot turns towards her and grins. Arms folded across his body and his eyes more than a little bit wild; like the mess of it all thrills him the same way it thrills her. "I'd heard you were good, Mohan," he tells her easily, "but hoo-boy, was that something to watch."
An AU where Jack Abbot never worked in The Pitt
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Our little secret.
She expects it to be like most other things with Dr. Jack Abbot: a passing comment, a breath of exhilaration, a moment of feeling seen—really seen—before she washes it off in the shower with the lingering sweat and smell of antiseptic.
Until. Until a day or a week or a month passes, and she realizes it's hovering at her periphery, and she will wonder when it turned from nothing into something.