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how could you think, darling, i’d scare so easily? by ast781 for theidesofmarch1
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV), Animal Kingdom (TV)
28 Apr 2026
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> *Patient*: Andrew “Pope” Cody | 41 y/o white male
> *Diagnosis*: Unable to justify feeling pleasure unless he’s giving it. Does not feel he ‘deserves’ to receive pleasure
> *Symptoms*: Difficulty articulating wants and desires. Difficulty experiencing ‘selfish’ desire without guilt. Difficulty accepting ‘selfless’ pleasure
> *Treating Physician*: Dr. Samira Mohan
> *Treatment plan*: Exposure TherapySeries
- Part 2 of Popemira<3
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Jack Abbot was very clearly not the kind of guy that Samira Mohan was into.
Which was fine. There was a whole laundry list of reasons that women didn’t flock to Jack Abbot. He was too short: women expected alphas to be taller. He was approaching fifty. He had a job he was completely dedicated to that did not lend itself to a normal sleeping cycle— or a normal life, for that matter. He had one factory-model leg and one titanium and carbon fiber aftermarket fix for a right-side BKA he’d undergone in Germany. He was chock-full of C-PTSD and anxiety and depression and maladaptive coping mechanisms that ten years of therapy had finally put a slight dent in. He had a wife named Maggie who’d been dead for almost seven years. And he hadn’t had sex in those seven years, apart from the handful of emergency DRIs he’d been able to help with here at the Pitt.
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Abbot is the Pitt's emergency contact for designation-related incidents.
Mohan doesn't quite know how she feels about that.
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“Hey, you need me to come back in? I just saw the news about the water slide accident,” Jack said roughly. His voice was thick with exhaustion, and Samira could hear the heavy chug of his truck engine in the background.
Not home yet.
Samira swallowed hard, but instead of words, a needy, demanding whine tore from her throat.
Jack growled in response, a low and protective sound that cut through the line as the truck's engine revved in sympathy. Another wave of slick left her body, making her squirm ruthlessly in the wheelchair.
“Talk to me. What’s wrong?” Jack demanded.
“I think,” she barked out, her voice dropping into a raspy, unhinged register as she leaned away from Joy’s watchful eyes, “I think it’s a breakthrough heat. Bring me my pills. Now, Jack. Please.”
Or, When a sudden mid-shift heat forces Jack to take Samira home, she must finally give into her instincts. It awakens a fierce Alpha side Jack thought he had buried long ago.
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You told yourself it was just a Tuesday night. A stranger named Jack, no last name, hands that ran impossibly cold, and a bite that shouldn't have felt that good. A little unforgettable, which was the best kind of thrill (the temporary kind). Then you walked through the doors of PTMC and found him at the end of a fluorescent corridor, badge and scrubs and all that terrible composure, hazel eyes going straight to your neck the moment he saw you. Pittsburgh has a way of growing on people, he'd said. You're only just starting to understand what he meant.
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- Part 1 of Traces in Places
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Samira doesn't notice that Jack has drawn closer until he’s grabbing her right arm and lifting it to rest along his shoulders, her elbow bracketing his neck.
“What are you doing?” she asks, a bit startled. “Jack -”
“Hold on,” he tells her, and then he scoops her legs up with his right arm, sweeps her up, and he is carrying her. Strong enough to do so with only one arm.
a.k.a. Dr. Jack Abbot carries Dr. Samira Mohan home from a house party.
title credits: "Older" by 5 Seconds of Summer (featuring Sierra Deaton Hemmings)