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"Does that happen often? Struggling to know how people feel?" Frank asked.
Mel looked like she might cry. "I'm not stupid…" she whispered.
"Of course you're not," Frank kept his voice soft and low. "Let me ask you a question. Do you think autistic people are stupid?"
Mel looked horrified. "No! That would be an awful thing to think!"
"Exactly. So why is it stupid if you struggle with working out people's emotions?"-
Or, Frank helps Mel with the complexities of adult autism diagnoses.
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16 Jul 2026
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Mel get diagnosed fic
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The day that Melissa King first meets Frank Langdon is also the first day that she ever argues with an adult.
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- Part 1 of we're going to be (more than) friends
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“Are you not interested in dating?” Frank asked curiously. Mel could tell there wasn't judgement in his voice, just that he was trying to inquire.
“Um, it's more like it doesn't cross my mind. I actually did some research back in grad school about asexuality and I think I’m demisexual. Have you heard the term?” Mel responded.
“No, tell me more.”
__________Or Frank and Mel go on practice dates together to both gain more experience with dating (and cuteness ensues)
The companion song for this fic is "4AM" by Bastille
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“Langdon, if you’re done with the personal call on the clock,” Dana says, appearing on his left. “Whitaker could use a senior resident in…”
“Just give me one minute,” he replies. “Mel, you gotta tell me what’s going on…”
“Don’t freak out, okay?”
In the history of people uttering that sentence, Frank thinks there are few who have not proceeded to freak the fuck out over what follows. But he’s an ER doctor. He thrives under pressure. If anyone is not going to freak out, it’s him. But it’s also her…
“Mel…”
“I…” Frank hears a faint thunk, like a tire hitting a pothole, and then the sound of someone hissing in pain. “I may have broken my arm…”
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They’re scanning charts when the idea first hits Trinity, Mel’s eyebrows knitted together as she stares at her monitor across the way. Trinity kicks her foot out, catches Mel’s shin.
“Hey,” she says, watches Mel’s eyes go wide like what, me? “Your sister dumped you, right?”
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three losers and their pity party (momentos watches the fireworks)
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11 Apr 2026
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The Trinity/Samira/Mel friendship the writers of the show could get if they were not COWARDS