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5 things Robby taught the trainees, and 1 thing they taught him.
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- Part 5 of tzedek, tzedek, tirdof
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It’s well past two in the morning when Robby bolts upright in bed, the sudden jerk sending his reading glasses down the bridge of his nose.
Jack snuffles, groans, light lashes fluttering, his voice thick with sleep. “Wha — Mikey, what’s the matter? Is it your blood pressure again? Did you forget your pills?”
Robby shakes his head, suddenly sheepish, suddenly boyish in the light. “No, no. I just, I need to say I’m sorry… for calling you fat, that first day we met, like it was something shameful. It wasn’t. I just wasn’t prepared for how sexy you were and I —”
(Or, old men in love).
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“You’ll never guess who I saw at work today.”
“I’m sure I never will, you should probably tell me.”
“Jack! That nice coworker of yours, the veteran - ”
“Dr. Abbot? Wait, are you allowed to tell me this?” Perlah says, leaning back so she can look up at her husband with surprised eyes.
“I mean, I don’t exactly have any PHI for you, and he literally said, ‘oh hey Kareem, tell Perlah I said hi!’, so I think he was fine with it. His partner did not look as excited, but - ”
Perlah blinks up at Kareem, tilting her head at that word. “Partner?”
(or, what Perlah sees. 5+1. casually part of MOW but can be read totally standalone.)
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- Part 3 of man of war
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Robby frowned and looked at Jack. "Is it me or are you now off Monday through Thursday?"
"Yeah, I figure we can drive out Tuesday morning and come back in time for my shift Friday night."
Robby's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Did someone invite you to the cabin I rented?" Jack tilted his head and just looked at Robby, silent and expectant. After a long moment, Robby huffed a resigned laugh, like he wondered why he even bothered protesting. "Jack, would you like to come hiking with me?"
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Robby follows him as Jack starts working on the coffee, taking a seat at the peninsula that divides the kitchen from the rest of the apartment.
“You still like it burned or have you gotten better taste since last time?” he teases, throwing a quick glance at Robby, who makes a face at him.
They don’t do this often, crashing at each others’ places. Jack honestly can’t remember when exactly that last time was. Close to a year, he thinks, a Pirates game with a rain delay that then went into extra innings. It’s not that they don’t hang out when their schedules allow for it, it’s just that there’s always been more of a distance in their relationship outside work, like somehow the halls (and roof) of PTMC allow for more vulnerability than the halls of their own homes.
“At this point I'll take whatever you give me and I'll like it,” Robby says, definitely with a grimace this time.
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Jack Abbot stops breathing at exactly 8:52pm.
“Oh my God,” he hears someone exclaim, but he couldn’t tell you who.
As he takes in the figure on the gurney being wheeled into the ER, the IV in his arm, the blood in his hair, and the air being forced into his lungs every three seconds, Jack’s whole chest seizes up.
“It’s Doctor Robby,” One of the paramedics exclaims, like Jack can’t recognise him. Like they hadn’t kissed each other goodbye on the roof less than two hours ago.
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Robby still hasn't forgiven himself for Adamson or Leah. As he continues to punish himself in different ways, Jack is there to soften the blow.
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Christos gets a lot of hospital staff at his diner. He's open twenty-four hours a day and only a couple of minutes' walk away, making it the perfect spot to spend a fifteen-minute break or get a hit of proper coffee. (Christos has been reliably informed that the coffee in the breakrooms is shit, and he prides himself on providing the good stuff)
Out of all the many doctors, nurses, and other staff who frequent his diner. He has a favourite. Dr Michael Robinavitch.
Dr Robby, that's what he told Christos to call him.
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"Everything okay?" Jack asks immediately.
"I can't sleep," Robby admits easily.
It's always been easy to tell Jack what's wrong. Jack never judges, never rejects him.
"And before you say anything, yes, I've tried all the usual tricks."
"Come over," he says instead.
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It's the anniversary of the Pittfest shooting and Robby can't sleep. Jack uses a few tricks up his sleeve to help Robby relax. -
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“This is fucking ridiculous,” Robby grumbled while he fumbled to straighten his tie. “Of all the admin bullshit they put us through, this may be the most demeaning.”
Jack bit back a laugh and knocked Robby’s hands away. “You’re making it worse,” he said and fixed the lopsided bow tie, patting his palm over the silken fabric when he was satisfied. “There. Don’t touch.”
Stepping back, he made an obvious show of looking Robby up and down, from his neatly brushed hair and trimmed beard to his newly shined dress shoes. “They’ll drop top dollars for you,” Jack said, teasingly, hoping his face didn’t expose his genuine appreciation for just how good Robby looked in the bespoke tuxedo.
“Ridiculous,” Robby muttered. “Hospital administration is parading department chiefs on stage like we’re contestants in a reality show.”
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Robby begrudgingly participates in a PTMC charity auction.
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you gotta lend a hand, wherever you can by Saturn for Cristinuke, sublightsleeper
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
14 May 2025
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“You could what?” Robby asked, turning toward Jack.
In for a penny, Jack thought, and buckled up for Robby’s response when he answered, “Do your exam.”
“You? Now?” Robby’s eyebrows lifted. “Here?”
Jack had been thinking tomorrow at the hospital before his shift, but now that Robby mentioned it— “Why not?” he shrugged. “I’ve got the basics at home. I can write down your stats and transcribe them when I get in tomorrow night.”
Robby is required to get a physical. Jack offers to help
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Jack Abbot finds Whitaker living in the hospital the night of Pittfest, luckily his husband is in need of a project.
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- Part 1 of The Whitaker Distribution System
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Alice Abbot, née Randolph, had died on December 3, 2019. At 10:34 in the morning. Jack knows, because he’d been the one to declare her dead. Quietly, in his own head, fingers pressed on his wife’s pale neck, checking for a pulse.
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- Part 5 of Fixer-Upper Family
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Sometimes.
Every now and again.
Jack and Robby fuck.
There’s no real rhyme or reason for when it happens. It’s not always after a difficult shift, and it rarely happens when they both have the day off. Just sometimes, every now and again, Jack will turn up at Robby’s home, or Robby will knock on Jack’s apartment door, and when that happens, they just head straight for the bedroom.
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Robby and Jack's very secret, very casual relationship gets discovered at work and Robby struggles to deal with being the center of attention
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"Broody and handsome wants to talk with you" Dana said, jerking her thumb over her shoulder.
Robby glanced over the computer monitor and Dana's shoulder. Casually leaning on the desktop was a man that had cop basically stamped on his forehead. Eyes trained on the chart like he was a doctor deciding what patient to take next.
Dana wasn't wrong. He was handsome. Grey curls, salt and pepper stubble, and muscles that showed even through his plain black sweater. Christ. Of course, the guy was totally Robby's type. Of course he had to be a cop.
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Robby was 14 when he got his first soul-injury, a mysterious black eye appearing with no punch. Jack was born with a scar on the bottom of his foot.
It only takes them 30 years.
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Coming home comes easy to most.
The welcome of comfort—of familiarity. The coffee cup stains on the desk and their usual golden indented rings, the creak of the 4th stair up, and scent of laundry detergent on the clean clothes you left in the drawer.
It should, by all accounts, feel good.
But on July 2nd, 2004, nothing could feel more foreign than the very place Jack Abbot called home.
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This fic is about the incident that resulted in Jack’s amputation, and the life he’s thrust into after it. From navigating the emotional wreckage, ableism in all forms, physical changes, his life becoming flipped on it’s head, VA bureaucracy, and a whole other host of following factors; follow Jack learn to live with and eventually accept the cards he’s been dealt.
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“You okay?” Robby asked, concern lacing his voice, all of this attention now on Jack.
“Yeah, yeah. It’s—fuck this is dumb.” Jack mentally braced himself. “So you’re on Grindr, right?”
“...Yes,” Robby answered hesitantly, his brow furrowing in confusion. “And I know you know that, so…” He trailed off and raised his eyebrows, questioning.
Jack did some quick mental math on how to have this conversation without humiliating himself and came up empty, so he took the direct approach. “How would you advise an older bi guy who’s new to the whole ‘sex with men’ scene?”
Jack comes to Robby for help, but things don’t go as planned for either of them.
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When Robby ambled in a little early for his shift, central was a hive of activity, Walsh calling back to Jack as she accompanied a gurney out of Trauma 2: "Learn from the master, soldier boy."
"When you find one, be sure to let me know, princess," he shot right back, but the note of fondness in his tone made Robby freeze. That wasn't their usual back-and-forth. That held warmth to it. An undercurrent of knowing. A joke shared between two people who'd seen each other naked. More than once.
Robby clocked Jack watching Walsh go—what the fuck—and then he went back into Trauma 2, debriefing with the team. It was the tiniest moment, nothing—
And yet Robby's whole understanding had just realigned. Jack and Walsh. What the fuck.
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Megan turns on her heels to stand in front of Jake, blocking his way. "Ever since you've started being pissed at your sort-of-not-really-stepdad, your sort-of-not-really-stepdad has been really pouty, and when your sort-of-not-really-stepdad gets all pouty, my actual-real-dad gets upset too, and when my actual-real-dad gets upset, he's not likely to let me go to the lake house. So I need you to fix your sort-of-not-really-stepdad."
What the fuck.
"What the fuck, Meg."
"Look, I don't like this any more than you do. You think I want to spend my time worrying about some loser's relationship with his whatever Robby is to you?"
"Thanks, Meg."
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Robby's kind-of stepson and Jack's daughter decide it's time to set them up.Series
- Part 1 of Fixer-Upper Family