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“You were testing us. Testing me.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Jack leans forward on the small table and Mohan leans back, but her mouth is quivering. “Did we pass your test, Doctor Mohan?”
The smirk breaks through, a dimple emerging on her cheek and - oh, that’s disorienting. Jack collects himself while she glances at her phone. “Under ten minutes. Not bad.”
“Usually my clients aren’t actively avoiding me, so you’ll have to forgive me the oversight this time.” He takes her soda and sips idly from the same straw.
Her lips grow into something wider, wilder. “Guess you’ll have to do better next time, Mr. Abbot.”
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21 Jul 2025
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"You can prove yourself this time." Samira leans against the bookshelf, slides one ankle over the other, the slit of her skirt revealing the barest hint of skin. "You can resist temptation."
A beat of silence, two.
"Can't you, Father Abbot?"
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or, the (loosely) fleabag-inspired AUBookmarked by AnF
16 Jul 2025
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When he boards the elevator he’s upset. By the time he leaves the elevator he’s angry, each reverberation of his feet hitting asphalt felt in the remaining bones and surgical grade titanium in his right leg, all the way up to his hip. It takes him less than sixty seconds to walk from the parking deck to the ambulance bay. Ten feet from the entrance, he sees Robby walk through the first set of doors, past Ahmad, and then through the second set of doors. His pulse roars in his ears, his heart pounding in his chest. For the first time in years, Jack Abbot feels something approximating rage, an emotion he has long assumed to be medicated out of him.
His hands furl into fists.
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Robby commits the critical error of making Samira cry. Jack reacts.
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07 Jul 2025
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One year out from Pittfest, Samira looks at her life and it’s not what she wants. A character study.
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25 Jun 2025
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“Robby’s observing today,” Dennis replies, looking vaguely intimidated. “Final decisions on casting for the summer season.”
“Then who’s teaching class?” she asks the barre around her.
“Someone completely useless,” Emery says, rolling her eyes.
Mel leans closer. “Jack Abbot’s back from London. He’s choreographing a new ballet.”
Samira’s heart skips a beat.
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25 Jun 2025
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She pictures Abbot checking his phone during a break and seeing this one message from her. No context. No nothing. Would he get it? Would he understand?
She’s scared that he won’t. More scared that he will.
Or, Samira can't sleep. Jack proposes a solution. It opens the door to something else entirely.
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14 Jun 2025
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“Jack,” he’s gray now. He wasn’t gray when they met but now his auburn brown hair has faded to almost entirely silver. She imagines it would suit him if there wasn’t so much blood in it. “to what do I owe the displeasure?”
Maybe it’s a mean thing to say when he’s actively being loaded out of an ambulance, but Samira really cannot bring herself to care. He’s upright and breathing, so in the grand scheme of things, the situation can’t be that bad. And you’re allowed to be rude to your ex-husband—it’s one of the big perks of getting divorced before you graduate med school. It’s the participation prize of a failed marriage.
“Hey there, gorgeous.”
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Samira's ex rolls into PTMC and brings a lot of baggage with him.Bookmarked by AnF
11 Jun 2025
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“Robby force you to take a break?” he asks when she’s close enough to not have to yell.
“Yeah.”
“Me too,” he huffs. “Like he’s my superior or something. Asshole.”
Samira laughs, bending down to put her coffee down, balancing her sandwich on the lid, and then leans her forearms on the railing, far enough away to still be able to look at the side of his face, but close enough that she feels a little more confident she’ll be able to do something if he… Well. “Should you be sitting over there?” she asks, staring at the slight slope of his nose, the shadow of his eyelashes across on the top of his freckled cheekbone.
“Probably not,” he answers in a casual tone. “At least I’m sitting.”
That doesn’t comfort her very much, but she figures there’s no point in fighting him on it, so she turns and sits down with her back against the warm metal, mirroring him. “You want half of my sandwich?” she offers, twisting her upper body to hold it out to him.
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11 Jun 2025
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Samira's taken to ambushing him in the break room, on the rare occasions their shifts overlap and he gets a chance to sit for more than a second at a time. She’s partial to diet coke and the hard, over-salted pretzels from the vending machine.
They don’t speak most of the time.
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scenes of mohan and abbot post-s1
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09 Jun 2025
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She wants him so badly her teeth ache. She’ll never say it out loud. It will eat her alive. One day, when she dies and a pathologist cracks her chest (nipples to navel is no man’s land), they’ll see a heart calcified with the weight of these fatal fantasies. It would make an excellent case study, she thinks, ruefully. They’ll write articles about her– 29-year-old female, South Asian, presented as healthy but upon further examination, was deeply ill. Poor, poor Samira Mohan, besotted with her handsome, brooding, married attending. She died how she lived– desperate, wanting, and alone.
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Or, Samira has a crush. But that's putting it lightly.
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08 Jun 2025
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Samira Mohan has been trying, to the best of her ability, to improve her work-life balance.
Naturally, the universe responds by making the night shift attending move into the apartment next to hers.
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06 Jun 2025
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Abbot is vibrating, and she feels it. Feels it resonating between her ribs. His hands are clasped around a near-empty glass. “I didn’t know you were dating an anesthesiologist.”
Is she vibrating, too?
“He’s great.” Samira doesn’t know if it’s for her or Abbot, but she says it. Thomas is great. He checks every box.
------Mohabbot across five New Year's Eves. Right person, wrong time--or whatever it is they say.
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04 Jun 2025
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"I think there's something wrong with me." It's a whisper dragged from Samira's lips, from the very depth of her.
"I think I might be a bad person." Chokes on it, on the pain, on the terrible truth, the indictment of her soul, of her morality, of her humanity. The evidence - plain and simple - that Samira Mohan was rotten to the core.
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or, The Evolution of Samira Mohan in three acts.Bookmarked by AnF
02 Jun 2025
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Samira takes a temporary night rotation to get some distance. It doesn’t last.
Slow-burn medical codependency with post-it flirting, trauma-induced restraint, and a diagnosis neither of them wants to read out loud.
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02 Jun 2025
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Samira Mohan doesn’t lose- Well, except maybe to anyone coached by Jack Abbot. The infuriatingly composed legend is responsible for every professional defeat on her record.
So when she’s knocked out of Wimbledon by a 17 year-old, coached by Jack, of course- Samira thinks it can’t get worse. Then he’s named head coach of Team USA for the Paris Olympics.
If she wants the one title she’s never won- Olympic gold- she’ll have to train under the man who’s not only outmaneuvered her for years, but who haunts her thoughts and dreams far more than she’d like to admit.
She hates him.
At least, she thinks she does.
But the more time they spend together, the more she's unsure what burns hotter- resentment, or something far more dangerous.Bookmarked by AnF
13 May 2025
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A slow grin spreads across Jack’s face. “You think I’m handsome?”
Her cheeks flush, spine straightening. “I also said ridiculous,” she tries to deflect, reaching for her beer.
“Ridiculously,” he corrects, eyebrows rising, grin deepening his dimple, “followed by handsome.”
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or, Samira and Jack run into each other at an airport in another city, and a five hour layover changes everything.
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11 May 2025
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All that to say, it was difficult for him to understand just how Samira Mohan seemed to sneak up on him. How she managed to take root in his life as if she’d been planted there beside him all along.
In hindsight, he could see that finding her red-eyed and flustered had been the beginning of something. He had, unthinkingly, taken the leap from professional to personal. Jack hadn’t seen it that way. His mental file on Samira Mohan was long; nowhere within it had he noted that she was the type to cry at work or leave early.
Jack was worried about her. So what?
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A rambling four year character study examining just how Samira snuck up on Jack.Series
- Part 1 of i wanna know peace again
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08 May 2025
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After the shift from hell, Dr. Samira Mohan is forced to reconcile with her life outside of the hospital--which, to be clear, is not much of one. Realizing she has only allowed herself to exist within the capacity of the Pitt's walls is a harsh truth she has trouble swallowing, but she is nothing if not determined. She just hadn't expected her determination to lead her to Dr. Jack Abbot.
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07 May 2025
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After a series of failed dates set up by her mom, Samira finds herself at a bar for a one-girl pity party, which is quickly crashed by Jack Abbot. Somehow, she goes from running out the back door of a five-star Italian restaurant to eating pizza in a hole-in-the-wall with Jack, and Samira never expected all of those failed dates to lead to stumbling through her apartment door with Jack as the two of them finally give into the tension they had been struggling to push aside.
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07 May 2025
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It would be easy to seduce Jack Abbot, Samira thinks, one day when he brushes past her on his way to Trauma One. She’s not entirely sure what spurs the thought, just that it lingers.
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06 May 2025