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There’s a camera they left on the table, already recording.
Perfect.
He grabs it and then gets a hand on the door knob.
This is stupid.
The thought is quiet. They have rules for this, rules he made up.
He just can’t remember them right now.
Then he’s stepping out into the hallway, carefully pulling the door closed behind him until it clicks shut.
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- Part 1 of cursory glances
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Henderson tells him about everything. Because yeah, last time Steve had gotten the whole interdimensional low-down in a face to face, trial by fire way.
But no one had said anything to him about the Super Girl and the lab that made her.
He didn’t know you could make super powers.
It’s the sort of thing he would have dreamed about as a kid, back when he and Tommy H would sit in Steve’s living room, in front of the big TV and watch Super Heroes on the News. Never when his dad was home because Steve learned pretty fast that if someone in spandex was on the screen, his dad would get all mad and talk about stuff Steve didn’t care about. It would usually end with him turning off the TV, so it was a loss for everyone.
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Or, the world has a lot more going on than secret alternate dimensions.
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And does it again, no words this time, just something guttural, because he has too much feeling and not enough air. Presses it out of himself from the bottom of the stomach, pushing all of it up and out and throwing it to the night, hoping it will know what to do with all that he has inside of him.
The last of it eeks out and Steve is left breathing harshly, throat raw.
“Nice pipes.”
“Christ.” Steve swears and whirls around, fists flying up. But there’s no one with him on the street.
“Easy there, big boy. Up here.”
Steve follows the voice up to a pair of beat up boots dangingly off a fire escape and a set of pasty hands draped through the railing. One’s got a cigarette and Steve watches as the owner, cast in shadow, brings it up to take a drag, the cherry blooming in the dark.
“I’m not complaining, but,” The guy leans forward, the line of his nose catching in the street light. “You do know this is a residential area, right?”
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- Part 2 of cursory glances
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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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17 May 2026
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Samira Mohan is lonely.
Jack Abbot notices.
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15 May 2026
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Samira Mohan goes to bed on Tuesday night and wakes up on Tuesday morning, which should be impossible.
Or: sixteen Tuesdays, one horrible loss, and the slow, terrifying discovery that letting someone in might be the only way out.
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12 May 2026
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Dr. Jack Abbot, who prides himself on his decades-honed skills of observation and rapid assessment, does not immediately notice that Dr. Samira Mohan is gone.
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Or: After the Shift from Hell (July 4th) Dr. Samira Mohan leaves the ED, leaves PTMC, leaves Pittsburgh.
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11 May 2026
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“We think this may be a..”, Princess lowered her voice even further, “-huh..my boyfriend who lives in Canada situation.”
“I don’t follow,” Samira said dubiously.
“no one has seen the guy around-,
“-says they don’t have any pictures together because he is private,” Princess continues, looking at her meaningfully.
“Oh. Oh my God, you think she is making it up?” Her voice goes way over this conversation's acceptable volume.
Cassie winces.
“I don’t think she meant to do it”, she explains.
“Chad came up again, so we started talking about relationships and Mel got roped into it. I think she wanted to get us off her back but when Santos doubled down, I guess she felt like she had to save face..?”
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Mel has a boyfriend. A boyfriend who is 6’2, cooks her salmon dinners and bought her a white gold sweetheart necklace. Mel’s boyfriend loves her sister, runs marathons and drives an Audi.
Too bad no one at PTMC has ever heard his name or seen pictures nor spotted them together anywhere in Pittsburgh proper.
Oh, by the way, he is a doctor too.