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Samira's father always used to say the immovable objects of the world had better watch out for her unstoppable force.
She doubted even he could have prepared her for the alpha that was Jack Abbot.
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Day 3: Parallels / touch-starved
She's struck with the all-consuming need to press herself as close to him as possible. Drunk enough to let herself act without thinking too much about it, her nails dig into his arm as she repositions herself.
"Platonic" cuddling -> dry humping at the bar
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25 Jul 2026
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“Look at him, Samira,” Jack says. The words seem lodged in his throat. He's forcing them out. “Sweetheart fucking face. And they were gonna kill him.”
He kisses the dog on the top of its head. And Samira usually finds that sort of behavior foreign and disgusting, but she puddles just a little more when she sees Jack Abbot do it.
“So you took a chance on him?” she says.
“What can I say?” Jack lifts the tags on his dog’s collar with a crook of his finger. Samira watches as they slide, metal on metal, identifying information, dents and dings—and she sees it, she aches as she sees it, that scrape of metal limbs and dog tags in gray matter memories. “I'm a sucker for lost fucking causes.”
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Jack rescues a tripod dog with a history of violence. Samira learns what they each have in common.
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After a few minutes of staring at the doorway where he’d previously been, Samira got up and figured, as a favor, she’d strip the bed for him and send everything down the laundry chute. As she was ripping the sheets from the bed, she heard something metal clatter onto the floor.
She stopped, stepping back and surveying the linoleum for something shiny. There it was, a gleam of light just underneath the bed. She squatted down to pick it up.
It was a ring. Plain silver. Samira recalled Abbot’s brief glance at his own hand. His left hand, where his ring finger sat empty.
Samira was holding Dr. Abbot’s wedding ring.
A slow-burn telling of Samira and Jack’s relationship over the course of multiple years, beginning from the day of PittFest. Both characters must deal with their baggage and big life changes as their relationship leaves the student-teacher realm and becomes something a lot more complicated.
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Samira Mohan’s life is divided cleanly into two distinct halves: before PittFest and after it. She will never again be the person she was when she clocked in for that shift. She will never forget the give of her patient’s skull beneath an EZ-IO or the slip of the pigtail catheter between her fingers. Even months later, she’s still struggling to unpack all the ways that day changed her life.
Perhaps the strangest residual effect is that Jack Abbot sort of, inexplicably, becomes her best friend.
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Or: Samira Mohan finds her way through residency and subsequently stumbles onto a whole lot more.