#sam abrams

[sevasey51]

For the epileptic reader set could you do one where she and Jay are home and she feels in coming on and tells him so they prepare for it before it hits but it ends up being longer than 5 minutes so he calls 911 and Matt and Kelly both show up with Sylvie and Violet. Maybe an appearance from Sam the snarky neurologist while they’re at med...?

The Warning Signs

Summary: Jay Halstead and Y/N Casey have learned how to handle her epilepsy together—recognizing the signs, preparing for seizures, and riding out the storm as a team. When she feels one coming on during a quiet evening at home, she alerts Jay right away, and they go into action. But when the seizure stretches past the five-minute mark and doesn’t stop, Jay calls 911. Firehouse 51 responds with Sylvie, Violet, Matt, and Kelly, all shaken but determined to help. At Med, Connor is en route—but not fast enough to beat Dr. Sam Abrams, the notoriously snarky neurologist with zero bedside charm. With a mix of medical chaos and sibling emotion, Jay fights to stay calm while Matt and Kelly rally behind him, determined not to let Y/N face this alone.

It had been a peaceful evening—pizza on the coffee table, a fuzzy blanket over their legs, and reruns of Parks and Rec playing softly in the background. Jay had just refilled their drinks when he saw it: Y/N’s shoulders tensing, her jaw clenching the tiniest bit. She shifted on the couch, bringing her knees closer to her chest.

He was beside her in an instant. “Bug? You okay?”

She nodded faintly, blinking slowly as if underwater. “It’s coming,” she whispered, her voice shaky. “One of the big ones. I can feel it.”

Jay immediately went into action, as they’d practiced so many times before. He helped her lie down on her side, slid the cushion under her head, dimmed the lights, and grabbed the emergency pack. Her anti-seizure rescue meds were in the top pocket, just in case.

“You’re safe. I’m right here,” he said softly, brushing her hair off her face.

She gave the faintest nod—then stiffened.

The seizure came fast, violent and sudden. Her body arched, then dropped into rhythmic convulsions, her hands curling tight. Jay watched the clock. One minute. Two. He kept her on her side, keeping the airway clear, whispering her name even though he knew she couldn’t hear him.

Three minutes. He had the meds in his hand but waited—Connor had said to hold unless it stretched past five.

At four minutes, he was on the edge of panic.

At five, he administered the rescue med.

At six, nothing had changed.

At six minutes and forty-five seconds, he grabbed the phone and called 911. “Tonic-clonic seizure, lasting over six minutes. Rescue med given. No response. Patient has epilepsy—this is abnormal.”

Dispatch confirmed help was en route.

He hung up and texted Matt.

Jay: Seizure. Long. Rescue med didn’t stop it. I called 911.

The response was immediate.

Matt: On our way.

It was Sylvie and Violet who arrived first, sirens cutting through the night. Jay flung the door open before they could knock.

“She’s in the living room. Still seizing.”

Violet rushed to start vitals while Sylvie got oxygen and airway support going. “Let’s get her loaded. She’s in status—this isn’t stopping on its own.”

Moments later, Squad 3 and Truck 81 pulled up, and Matt was out before the engine even stopped. Kelly was right behind him.

“Where is she?” Matt demanded.

Jay’s voice cracked. “She’s still seizing, Matt.”

Matt’s expression crumbled as he crouched beside her, brushing her sweat-soaked hair back. “Come on, baby girl. You gotta slow down.”

Kelly’s jaw was tight, but he said nothing—he just helped secure her for transport.

“She’s going to Med,” Sylvie told them. “Connor’s been paged.”

Jay jumped into the ambulance with them. Matt and Kelly followed behind in their rigs, headlights glaring through the back doors like a beacon.

At Med, the trauma team was ready.

But Connor wasn’t the first one in the room.

It was Sam Abrams.

Dr. Sam Abrams, snarky, efficient, and terrifyingly brilliant, strolled in with a tablet in one hand and his trademark sarcasm already dialed up.

“Well,” he said, glancing at the monitor. “Someone decided tonight was the night to test how much cortical electricity the brain can handle. Bold move.”

Jay’s glare could have cracked glass. “Just help her.”

“Already am, Detective,” Sam replied coolly. “We’re stabilizing. Rescue meds failed, so we’re using IV lorazepam and moving to load with Keppra. Airway’s clear for now. MRI after we get her under control, unless Rhodes comes charging in and throws a stethoscope at me.”

Matt and Kelly burst into the trauma bay moments later.

“Abrams?” Matt asked, confused.

“He beat me here,” came Connor’s voice from behind him as he pushed through the door, gloving his hands as he moved. “And apparently still hasn’t learned empathy.”

Sam flashed a grin. “You want charm or survival? I’m here for the latter.”

Connor took over fast, coordinating meds and switching to neuro monitoring. The seizure finally stopped nearly 18 minutes after it began.

Jay collapsed into the chair beside her bed as they prepped her for a neuro ICU transfer.

Matt stayed close, a hand on Jay’s shoulder.

“She’s stable now,” Connor finally said. “It was a long one, but she’s coming around. We’re going to keep her overnight. Monitor for rebound activity.”

Jay nodded, emotion choking his throat.

Sam reappeared at the door, arms crossed. “You did good. Not every partner recognizes the onset cues like that. Most panic. You didn’t.”

Jay blinked in surprise at the rare praise.

“Don’t let it go to your head,” Sam added, smirking. “You’re still not invited to my poker night.”

As the doctors filed out, Kelly crouched beside Jay.

“You did everything right, man. She’s gonna be okay.”

Jay finally let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. Then he turned back to Y/N, brushing her hair back again.

“I’ve got you,” he whispered.

And through it all—he never let go of her hand.

[bullet-prooflove]

Pray when she looks at herself in the mirror She sees a queen, she sees a goddess OR I don’t believe in God, but I believe that you’re my savior

Tagging: @kmc1989 @caffeinatedwoman @toasted-stiletto @district447 @stelacole

Companion piece to:

The Book Tour - You run into Sam while promoting your new book.

One Night In New York (NSFW) - You and Sam spend the night together in New York.

Six Months - Sam gets a surprise when he returns to Chicago.

Fate - You and Sam were always meant to find each other.

You look stunning in pregnancy. Seven months in and Sam can’t keep his hands or his mouth off you. It’s creating quite the problem this morning as he steps out of the shower because your standing in front of the mirror wearing nothing but a white maternity bra and panties.

“I look like a balloon.” You say, applying cocoa butter to your stretchmarks. Your body shape changing, you expected, this heinous little marks that are blossoming across your skin are something you didn’t plan for.

“You do not look like a balloon.” Sam protests, offended by the notion. He comes to stand behind you, his bare chest against your back as he cradles your stomach between his palms. “You look like a goddess, one who is bringing new life into the world.”

“Who knew you’d have such a breeding kink?” You murmur because you can already feel his enthusiasm straining against the white towel that’s slung low over his hips.

“It’s not a breeding kink.” He mumbles as he buries his face into the curve of your throat. “It’s a ‘my wife and I created something wonderful’ kink.”

“Ex-wife.” You remind him and he huffs because the term irks him even if it is just semantics.

“It’s bothering you huh?” He whispers, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror as he draws you closer, tucking you in against him.

“Being married to you, it’s important to me.” You tell him as you settle back against his chest. “It’s important to her too, I can feel it.”

“Ok then.” He says, his lips brushing over your temple. “Let’s do it. If that’s what my baby wants, that’s what she’ll get.”

“But what about what you want?” You say turning to face him. “I don’t want you to commit to me like that if it’s something you’re not ready for.”

“Elle honey.” Sam says taking your hands and guiding them around his neck. “We should never have got divorced in the first place. I wanted to take it back the moment I signed those papers. The two of us fixing that, nothing would make me happier.”

“Then let’s elope.” You say, raising up on tiptoes to kiss him. “Let’s disappear for the weekend and come back married.”

“That really will give my residents something to talk about.” Sam chuckles as he uses his body to walk you back towards the bed. “Do you still have your ring?”

“In my jewellery box.” You tell him as he sits you down on the edge of the bed.  Your fingers hook on the slender silver chain around his throat, tugging him closer. “And obviously you still have yours. All we need is a couple of witnesses.”

“I can handle that, Dean and Isobel are always looking for something to do on the weekends.” Sam submits, his forehead coming to rest on yours. “Are we really doing this?”

“Yea Sam.” You smile as you look into your husband’s eyes. “We really are.”

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[thena0315]

One Chicago Characters [8/8]

[crockettmarcel]

actually it is so crazy to me that caitlin acts no different to dean or dr abrams (although she’s nicer than dean) yet somehow she’s the most evil person to ever set foot in med and they need to fire her immediately. i wonder what could possibly be behind this differing opinion

[windshield91]

Chicago Med ending the season by rocking all the characters in a way that will leave the new showrunner with liberally to where to take them next.

Marcel: Mentioning his daughter for the first time since season 5.

Ripley: Back to beginning rocky relatian with Charles and uncertainty with Hana.

Charles: acting high and mighty. How can he not see his relationship isn't working?

Dean: Fighting with his son

[ginkashino]

waiting to leave

[academicelephant]

Spoiler Alert on Chicago Med s10e9

Omg Archer, HURRY UP!!

She's not gonna die, 100% sure, but this is pretty stresfull anyway

Yeah, I believe what Maggie said. I don't think miss Goodwin would have wanted to kill her, or cause any serious damage for that matter

Dr. Charles looks so good, btw

Holy shit, no!! What the fuck did you just do, Sarah?!?

I guess I souldn't be laughing but the case with that kid 🤭

Dr. Charles is being snarky... I get it but ugh, I don't like it

Wow, I'm hoping Dr. Archer won't get in trouble over that

That was such a smart move from Dr. Frost!

Phew, they're working together now. This seems promising

Okay, this seems really promising

Aww, that's cute! It isn't too often we see Sam smiling

Yay, they talked it over

Okay, wow. This episode left me actually happy for once

[delusionalmultifandomwriter]

Would you read this pairing? (Chicago Med)

So i have this idea sketched out in my brain and was wondering if you would read it.

[backgroundnoisewithaview]

Noooooooo Michelle would fucking never and neither would Sam!! Absolutely not. No. I'm not having it.

If this is anything other than an accident or a false report, I'm revolting this show.

[suavce]

sorry for awol i’ve been busy with commissions and moving to the other side of the country!!! heres some old glee art i never posted here to hold u over <3 full image below cut

[bullet-prooflove]

7000 Bingo Card Celebration!

I’m very close to hitting 7000 Followers and decided to do a bingo card to celebrate.

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[thena0315]

This is gonna be some Winter Premiere for Chicago Med

[crockettmarcel]

@dochudson our husbands look so good here!

[windshield91]

I'm happy Chicago Med didn't destroy the most healthy relationship, Sam& Michelle.

I'll always admire Voight love for his late wife Camille.

[capsicle107]

that's my life, that's my life x

[academicelephant]

Spoiler alert on Chicago Med s9e9

Wow, that was a smart move from Dr. Charles!

I feel so sorry for Sam and his family but I also love how motivated he was to take care of his son and to protect his family (and how kind and gentle he was with his wife)

Maggie is so right about Dr. Marcel's behavior though

Okay, I'm happy that Dr. Marcel went to tell to Tanaka-Reed not to worry about the speed of his performance

Gosh, the situation with Burt just keeps breaking my heart 😭