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Dennis always loved sunrises. He loved them in Nebraska on his family farm and he loved them now, on top of a bridge in Pittsburgh.
Dennis can't remember the last time he felt secure, safe, loved, but when he was watching the sunrise over the water, everything else seemed to melt away.
Until somebody thought he was going to jump. Then he found himself thrust into the messiest 72 hours of his life with some doctors who seem to care about each other a little too much.
Not that Dennis can judge.
He just wanted to know what was waiting for him beyond the mornings on that bridge.-no AI, don't let that shit touch my fic-
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17 May 2026
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“Come here, kid.” One of Robby’s hands catches Dennis’s and lands against his sternum, trapping his arm against his chest, while the other stays in his hair, fingers winding into damp curls. Dennis’s attention is everywhere and panicked. He catches a flash of Perlah readying the needle and a desperate sound punches out of him.
“Nope, don’t look at that,” Robby says, using the hand in his hair to force his head back, angling his vision away from the commotion and up towards him. Dennis’s eyes lock onto his, pupils blown wide. “Look at me. Yep, good. I’m right here. You’re doing so good, honey. Just keep those eyes on me.”
The IV tourniquet snaps into place and panic flashes anew in Dennis’s face. ”Robby—”
“I know. It’s just Dana and Perlah. We’re just pushing some fluids, no more drugs. You’re safe.” Out of the corner of his eye, Robby can see Perlah speeding through what has to be the fastest IV placement of her career, Dana keeping her grip on Dennis’s hand to stop him from jerking away. Dana shoots him a glance of warning and Robby tightens his hold. “Okay, quick poke now. Still just us. Deep breath, Dennis. I've got you."
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Dennis gets drugged by a patient and has a bad trip.
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03 Apr 2026
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He needed to calm down.
He knew this.
But the jerking movements were all he could focus on, making them become more vicious, his head colliding with the brick wall behind him over and over again. His eyes were rolling around; his lids being forced open the shut repeatedly, the view of the roof coming in and out of focus.
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02 Apr 2026
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"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned greatly..." It had been much too long since his last confession.
Every Hail Mary felt like a poorly placed suture. Just another temporary fix for a wound that was always meant to become infected, just like the rest of Dennis Whitaker.
No one was ever able to get rid of his sickness, no matter how hard they tried.
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02 Apr 2026