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“What the hell happened?”
“What happened, Michael,” Jack answers, hard, as if Robby can’t see the broken-open expression on his face, “is you got yourself hit by about five thousand pounds of steel and dropped out on me—”
“Shit,” Robby curses. “Jack— I’m sorry. You okay?”
Jack laughs without much humor in it. “Are you— Are you kidding me? Seriously? Your heart stopped on my table, you’re asking if I’m fucking okay?”
“Yeah, I am,” Robby says, because if it’d been Jack without a pulse on his table, he knows he would not be anywhere near okay.
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- Part 1 of nothing could go wrong
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12 Nov 2025
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“I appreciate you sharing that with me,” Robby slowly says, picking his words with care. “Objectively, and with love, that’s the saddest defense of therapy I’ve ever heard.”
“It worked. How about I buy you a drink after each session? The bar’s close to the therapist’s office.”
“You’ve got better things to do on your day off.”
“Not really,” Abbot says, and he smiles at Robby’s surprise. “The nachos aren’t half bad.”
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After months of ducking and digging in heels, Robby finally starts seeing a therapist. Abbot's therapist. It's inadvisable, sure, but it seems to be working. At least, until their deepening relationship dredges up feelings which Abbot thought had died with his husband.Bookmarked by UnknownUser751
10 Nov 2025
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Three months after PittFest, Robby is still dealing with the aftermath as he continues running the ER. Langdon is back from rehab, Jack is back to day shift, and the med students are being suspiciously nosy.
As the winter holidays approach, he tries to balance running the ER while dealing with what happened to he and Jack after being on the roof together back in September. He tries to work through things in therapy but the forced proximity to Jack only fuels the spiral in his mind about what they are (and what they aren't.)
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05 Nov 2025
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“It’s okay. I will fix the lock tomorrow.”
Ellie gasped when she heard his voice, since she hadn’t been aware of his presence nor that he had been listening. Once again, she was looking up at him with those big eyes of hers and only in that moment Joel realized that Ellie didn’t only dislike him.
No, even worse. She was fucking scared of him.
That this was fear glistening in her innocent eyes, as she took a few steps backwards, hugging herself tightly in self-protection, her head hanging low like she was ducking, trying to make herself as small as possible and her eyes being focused on her socked feet.
Joel was looking at her, hating himself for spooking her like that and before he could come up with saying something to make her feel less tensed and more comfortable, Ellie turned around and hurried inside the safety of the guest room without taking a shower, like she had probably intended to do.
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Or: Joel healing a little heart he hadn't broken.
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01 Nov 2025
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He heard the gunshot before realizing what happened — felt the blood, warm and wet.
Hastily, Robby tried to get up — just as another shot rang out, something pushing him back into the shelf.
As Robby turned around, he could see a puddle of red flooding the tiles beneath him.It could all have gone so well.
But it didn’t.
Or: What was supposed to be a quiet night with his best friend turns into a nightmare when Robby finds himself trapped in a hostage situation. From one second to the next he has to decide how far he’s willing to go to protect others — and what he’s willing to risk in order to survive.
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17 Oct 2025