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Dana shot him a meaningful look. "She up and says to me that Robby can't stand to be alone, has got the TV on in his bedroom all night."
Jack scoffed. "No, he doesn't."
Dana stilled, her blue eyes locking onto his. And just like that, it went from an idle comment to a moment. A moment that expanded, curling into something weighty, settling leaden in Jack's gut. "That right?" she muttered, and there was a whole epic journey packed into those two words, going from how would you know all the way to how did I not know.
Fuck.
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14 Feb 2026
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Gifting someone a stethoscope at a milestone was very traditional, he knew, but some traditions should be observed. They kept you anchored to something greater than yourself. And this one was just...warm. Jack always thought of the people who'd given him his steths—Colonel Jacquemin, who'd gifted him his first Littmann when he finished residency, or Lizzie, who'd given him his current Littmann III when Adamson hired him as an attending. It was a reminder of the people who loved you, believed in you, helped you along the way, a physical token of those you carried with you.
Sure, maybe it wasn't exactly Jack's place to give one to Robby, more properly the domain of family or mentors. If Adamson had lived to retire, he would've gifted Robby a steth to celebrate his promotion, Jack was sure. Robby's family was gone, so that wasn't an option, and Jack would be damned if Robby's elevation to one of the highest posts in their field would go uncelebrated.
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04 Feb 2026
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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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01 Feb 2026
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Jack had just stepped back onto the main floor when he clocked movement at the ambulance entrance, two guys hurrying in, the smaller one helping a guy with a sweatshirt covered in blood. But something was wrong, some unnamable instinct rising within Jack at the way they moved. It was too fluid, too controlled. Jack knew what the walking wounded looked like, had seen it for years, from war zones to bar fights. This wasn't the injured seeking help; this was men hunting.
Time slowed, Jack's heart rate spiking, the adrenaline dump casting everything in sharp relief—the full ED floor, patients plus shift change meaning twice the usual personnel were here.
Robby was here.
That thought got him moving, Jack approaching laterally. He got there right as the guns came out.
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29 Jan 2026
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Jack’s mouth feels dry all of a sudden and he’s got half a mind on how extremely fuckable Robby looks about now, and idly he daydreams about it. He’s somewhere between wondering if his legs were as damn long as they look and if he can convince Robby to put his book review on hold on hold for the morning so Jack can blow him when the bubble pops the moment he catches the expectant look on Robby’s face as he raises his brows and looks over at him.
“-You rescheduled that PT appointment?”
Jack blinks, swallows some, and as he snaps back to focus, he’s treated to the look of bemused curiosity that crosses Robby’s face.
“Ground control to Major Tom?”
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29 Jan 2026