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"Abbot." Nielsen grins. "That woman is way out of your league."
"No, I know." Jack can barely hear himself. "I just need to—"
The bar is twenty steps long, maybe, give or take, and he takes them without processing a single one. He is aware of the following things, and the following things only: his heart rate (fast), the number of people between him and the back corner (six: a duo and a group of four), his hands (numb), and the fact that Samira's hair is longer than it used to be (and soft, he can tell).
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Samira and Jack reunite under a new moon.
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- Part 2 of Fly Me to the Moon
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31 May 2026
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Jack Abbot has to wear his glasses.
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- Part 10 of thedarkswan's blurb city
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29 May 2026
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“I’m really lowballing myself here,” he drawls. “But I’ll trade you.”
“For a holey sock?”
“For a kiss,” he says, lips pulling sideways. “Seems fair.”
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29 May 2026
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The first time Jack has a chance to talk to Samira, after she patched up his shoulder in East Six, is hours later, on the roof of the hospital.
No, not like that—thank fuck.
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- Part 1 of fifty-two weeks
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27 May 2026
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Section D: Conflict of Interest Assessment
Are both parties regularly scheduled on the same shift? ☐ Yes ☐ No
Do both parties work in the same department/unit? ☐ Yes ☐ No
Proposed mitigation measures (if applicable): _________________—
They check yes on both boxes with a shared look, and then they peer at the third line.
“I’ll stare at you less,” Jack says. “Promise.”
A laugh bubbles out of her unbidden. “No you won’t.”
“No, I won’t,” he agrees. “But we can tell them that I will.”
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Samira and Jack decide it's time to make their relationship HR-official. HR has other ideas.
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26 May 2026
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“I’m not leaving you, Jack. I’m leaving all of this.” She had gestured wildly to the city, to the hospital, to the enemies within.
He nodded, more to himself than to her. The distinction didn’t seem to matter very much when he and the city and the hospital were all one and the same.
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25 May 2026
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Samira isn’t quite sure what to expect when she arrives at the restaurant on the ground floor of Jack’s hotel.
There’s no question: the two of them are close, enough so that when she hears through the grapevine (read: Parker Ellis) that he’s been incrementally transferring his PTO to the residents, she tells him he should save some and visit her.
Enough so that he books the trip immediately.
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Samira and Jack reconnect in NYC.
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25 May 2026
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He presses open-mouthed kisses to her collarbones, tugs her shirt aside, down, away to kiss more of her, and when he deems it enough or when he finally loses the fight to drawing anything out in the name of anticipation, he lays the flat of his tongue onto her skin and licks up the length of her throat all the way to her ear.
The skin turns cold immediately, and goosebumps race down Samira's arms as Jack's saliva cools, only to be warmed right back up by the next lick, again and again, until he's happy with how many shivers he's chased down Samira's back.
Biting or sucking is no part of it. If she feels Jack's teeth on her neck, it's a quick slide against the skin, a stumble without intention.
Or:
Jack respects Samira.Bookmarked by smiley_b
23 May 2026
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A slow grin spreads across Jack’s face. “You think I’m handsome?”
Her cheeks flush, spine straightening. “I also said ridiculous,” she tries to deflect, reaching for her beer.
“Ridiculously,” he corrects, eyebrows rising, grin deepening his dimple, “followed by handsome.”
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or, Samira and Jack run into each other at an airport in another city, and a five hour layover changes everything.
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23 May 2026
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Samira Mohan is not someone well acquainted with the feeling of being in love. Everything she had done, from ages 13 to 32, was about becoming a doctor. All else failed to exist, blighted out by the drive of finding her one true purpose in the wake of losing her father, and yet she still planned for it. Still planned for butterflies and rings and that inexorable feeling people get when they’re fully understood for the first time.
Love would come later. It would have to. Come hell or high water, she was going to be the kind of doctor her father never had, one that took the time, one that was careful and thorough and compassionate, still. She dated, sure, but only in undergrad. She pushed it all aside, buried the parts of herself that yearned and wanted, because she had to stick to the plan.
The plan was, as it turns out, a complete crock of shit. In swept Jack Abbot - night shift attending, active suicide risk, most competent man this side of the Mississippi - and the whole board untipped itself, rapidly unspooled like yarn being chased by a kitten.
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It’s been one year and ten months since Samira Mohan left Pittsburgh.
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23 May 2026
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Our little secret.
She expects it to be like most other things with Dr. Jack Abbot: a passing comment, a breath of exhilaration, a moment of feeling seen—really seen—before she washes it off in the shower with the lingering sweat and smell of antiseptic.
Until. Until a day or a week or a month passes, and she realizes it's hovering at her periphery, and she will wonder when it turned from nothing into something.
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23 May 2026
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He was meeting someone. And he was genuinely excited about it. He had been messaging a woman for weeks anonymously, and he was thrilled to admit they had real chemistry. It didn't erase the pull he felt for the R-3 standing next to him, but he was excited to make a connection.
"Well, I won't keep you. I'm just waiting,” she said.
"No trouble at all, Mohan." He glanced down at his phone and sent off a message.
(20:26) I'm here. By the bar. Blue sweater.
He heard the familiar ping that meant a message had been received from the app. He glanced back at his phone, but there was no message for him. Instead, Samira was looking down at her phone. Then back to him. Then to his sweater and then his face again. Her already large brown eyes doubled in size.
Jack felt realization wash over him. Shit.
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18 May 2026
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A patient mistakes Jack and Samira for a married couple, and neither of them corrects her for reasons that become harder to ignore.
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18 May 2026
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The house he booked is tiny: a cozy two bed, one bathroom, with a porch swing on the front porch. Blue siding that she’s only seen in the sunshine in pictures on the Airbnb listing, with a fake wreath of flowers on the door. The air inside is warm; a relief from the nipping cold winds outside of early March.
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17 May 2026
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A little secret is that, as much as she and her publicist like to commiserate about all the logistics, lodging nightmares, travel mishaps, and technical snafus at events, Samira’s favorite part about being a successful author is the book tour.
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17 May 2026
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“I sent a guy up to surgery last week with a boba straw trach in his neck. That’s unacceptable.”
“He live?” Jack asks, already knowing the answer. Of course he did. Samira grits her teeth.
“That’s besides the point.” He quirks an eyebrow, incredulous.
“Is it?”
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or, the emt!jack blurbverse
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17 May 2026
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“Ho-lee shit Jack-Rabbit!” Rafael crows jostling his shoulder. “What the fuck man? No offense but how the fuck-”
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Jack Abbot's controversially hot girlfriend shows up to the bar.
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- Part 1 of mohabbot monday blurbs
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16 May 2026
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“Will you dance with me?”
“Here?” he asks teasingly, knowing damn well if she said yes, he’d do it in a heartbeat.
“Uh,” Samira glances around, wrinkling her nose. “No. Later. When it’s just you and me.”
“It’s just you and me right now,” he says, grinning mischievously as his fingers slip into her curls, lightly massaging her scalp.
“Jack,” she huffs with a roll of her eyes while leaning back into his touch, though the corners of her lips twitch with a smile. “I’d rather our first slow dance not be next to a toilet.”
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Or, in which being in a relationship without anyone's knowledge is a little harder for Samira than it is for Jack, surprisingly.
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16 May 2026
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It’s good though, a new start. The hospital she ends up at is kind of in the middle of nowhere. She’s north of San Francisco and San Jose, there’s a town maybe fifteen minutes away called Edgewater. She doesn’t think about Pittsburgh or what she left behind, it was nothing, probably nothing.
She doesn’t think about much. She goes to work, comes home, scrolls petfinder for elderly cats until she falls asleep, rinse and repeat.
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16 May 2026
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There are worse things than a crush, Samira tells herself. Ischemic heart disease. Aquagenic urticaria. Hemiplegic migraines. Still—crushes are up there.
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15 May 2026