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just-in-case-iloveyou · 17 hours ago

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Pretty Girl: Jack Abbot x Reader x Michael "Robby" Robinavitch (NSFW)

Tagging: @kmc1989 @daydreamsareallineed @starstruckunknown-princess @sillymuffintrashflap @thedamnqueenofhell

Summary: Jack and Robby spend a little quality time with their pretty girl.

Companion piece to:

Together - Jack comes home to find Robby in the kitchen and you sleeping the morning away.

You sleep like the dead, splayed out across the mattress, the sheets kicked off past your knees, your arms tucked under the pillows. Your hair is tied up in a messy bun and you’re wearing Jack’s Bob Dylan t-shirt and a pair of white panties with tiny cherries on. Jack fucking loves those panties, he loves the way they turn translucent when you get wet for him, that damp patch that grows the more worked up he gets you. His fingertips trail up from the back of your knee and along your inner thigh doodling tiny patterns across your skin. He glances over his shoulder at Robby who stands back, watching from the doorway.

“You’re not going to join?” He asks with a frown.

“I think maybe the two of you should have some time alone together.” Robby says as his palm rubs over the nape of his neck. “I know it’s been a while.”

This is what Jack loves about Robby, how mindful he is of the two of you. He’s been fortunate enough that his free time has lined up with both yours and Jack’s. Jack hasn’t been so lucky. Robby’s offering him the chance to reconnect with you without having to worry about the third person in the room but he doesn’t understand that that’s what Jack wants, he wants both of the people he cares about in the same space, he wants to love them both.

“Get over here old man.” Jack says, jerking his head towards the bed. “Come be with me and our girl.”

Robby steps into the room, kicking the door shut behind him. He pulls the worn t-shirt off, tossing it onto the floor. If Jack’s dick wasn’t already hard, it is now because Michael Robinavitch, he’s truly something to behold. That light dusting of dark hair on his broad chest, leading all the way down to that treasure trail. The scar from the night he had his appendix out, while Jack waited impatiently in the waiting room. The slight love handles that Jack has gripped time and time again as he thrust deep inside him.

Robby’s hand threads through his curls as he kisses him, his tongue tracing along the seam of Jack’s mouth before dipping inside. His fists grasp Jack’s shirt, bunching the fabric before he draws it up over his head, allowing it to drop to the carpet. His fingers fumble with the tie of his black scrubs before he’s shoving them down along with Jack’s boxer briefs. His erection slaps against his stomach and Robby tilts his head to watch that tiny bead of pre-come drip down the tip.

“Get into bed with her.” Robby murmurs untying his own grey sweatpants.

Jack climbs onto the bed behind you, his arm encircling your waist as he guides you back against him, his cock slotting perfectly into the space between your legs. Already he can feel the moisture gathering on the fabric of your panties, drenching his tip. He buries his face into the curve of your throat to stifle his grunts, his stubbled cheek rubbing across your tender skin.

Robby joins you as you begin to stir, his bare form pushing you against Jack, securing you between them. His mouth ghosts over yours, his palm settling over your breast, his thumb lightly teasing your nipple until it’s pert and wanting. You moan into his mouth as you start to wake, your eyes flickering open as Jack’s lips leave a heated trail down the column of your throat.

Your hand reaches back, combing through Jack’s salt and pepper curls, tugging just enough to make him rut against you, his breath hot in your ear.

“Need you.” He whispers, his teeth grazing that deviant little spot just underneath the hinge of your jaw. “Been too long sweetheart.”

“Then take me.” You whisper, as Robby’s head dips. His mouth latches onto your nipple through the white shirt, his teeth biting down, sending a sensuous thrill through your entire nervous system. “Show me what I’ve been missing.”

Jack’s fingers hook on your panties, drawing them down your thighs as Robby mouths your other nipple, kneading your breasts with his large hands. He notches himself at your entrance, easing inside you slowly, filling you with every inch of him. The sound you make in that moment, it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever heard. Robby’s palm grasps your chin, tipping your mouth towards his as he drinks down your pleasure. He takes your hand and guides it to his needy cock, wrapping your fingers around the shaft.

“That’s it pretty girl.” He murmurs against your lips as your hand begins to glide along his length. “Keep me in time with you and Jack.”

His own palm squeezes your hip before coming to rest on Jack’s ass as he pumps into you. Robby grasps it tightly, driving the other man deeper with every thrust until you’re whimpering into his mouth and Jack is keening against your shoulder. His own grunts join the chorus as that ecstasy begins to rise up inside of him like a crescendo, building and building until your grasp on his dick gets tighter, your kisses messier. Jack’s hips piston harder, faster until he lets out a strangled cry, the one that has Robby coming in your hand as you climax around Jack’s cock, your teeth biting down on Robby’s lower lip.

He can taste the blood as he looks down at the mess you’ve made of him, his spent covering his stomach as Jack’s hips continue to stutter.

“It really has been a long time for you, hasn’t it Jackie Boy.” He smiles affectionately as his cheek rests against yours so that he can steal a kiss from Jack’s lips over your shoulder.

“Fuck off old man.” Jack retorts, his forehead coming to rest upon Robby’s. “This is all just a warm up for that weekend at the cabin, I’ll show you who’s boss then.”

Robby’s eyes twinkling at the challenge as you burrow even closer into his chest, your eyes fluttering closed again as you nuzzle at his neck.

“Oh no baby.” He murmurs, his lips brushing over your temple. “We need to get you into the shower, you’ve got some waking up to do.”

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just-in-case-iloveyou · 17 hours ago

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Summary: Jess has epilepsy and has a service dog. He helps her navigate her disorder, even the depression. When he takes to alerting every time Robby is around, it leads to interesting conversations and Robby is intrigued.

Warnings: Mentions of depression, epilepsy, service animal, mentions of suicide

A/N: I saw someone post about something like this, I can't find it anywhere. If you find it, tag the original poster in the comments so they get credit. I like when women give men a hard time and this OC is really good at it. Enjoy!

People had a hard time minding their own business. Jess was used to it. She was used to people watching her. Well, more watching her service dog. Roger was a four-year-old golden retriever; he was cute and he drew attention. She wished he were a little uglier, maybe people wouldn’t stare so much. But she loved the dummy.

“Jess Kahan?” Someone in scrubs called out.

“Yeah!” Jess got to her feet, Roger close to her heel as she weaved through the crowd.

“What’s going on today?” The woman with bangs had a kind smile.

“I uh, had a seizure earlier. It wasn’t a big one, but it’s been a while since I had one. Anyway, I banged my head pretty bad and I might have broken my wrist.” She sighed.

“Rough morning. Let’s get you back.” She smiled as she led her into a triage bay.

“I burned my thigh, too. I was making coffee. I don’t think it’s anything bad, though.” Jess shrugged as she sat on the table.

“Okay. Best to check it out. I’m Dr. McKay, by the way.” She pulled on her gloves and started her exam.

“Nice to meet you. This is Roger.” Jess nodded to the dog sitting patiently on her right side.

“He’s got a sweet face.” She hummed as she held Jess’ wrist in her hand. “Yeah, that looks broken. We’ll get some imaging to confirm. I want to order a CT for your head too, I’m worried about a concussion.”

“I figured as much. Not my first rodeo.” Jess huffed.

“Dr. McKay, Dana says bay 3 is open if you need.” A nurse popped into the room.

“Perfect timing.” She pulled her gloves off. “We’ll get you set up there, have you change and look at that burn while we wait for imaging.” McKay nodded as she left to grab a wheelchair.

“Fastest I’ve ever gotten back outside of having a seizure in the lobby.” Jess chuckled.

“You’re either very lucky or unlucky today.” McKay laughed as she helped her into the chair.

There were looks as they went through the ER, everyone craning their neck to look at the ‘cute doggy’.

“Do you need help getting into the gown?” McKay asked.

“Naw, we got it.” Jess nodded.

“Alright, I’ll give you some time. I’m going to present to my attending and we’ll be back.” She smiled as she closed the curtain.

Jess was a pro at securing hospital gowns. She’d been wearing them since she was eleven. She had taught Roger how to pull the tie tight for her for fun. She had her bag on the ground next to the bed. She bent down to grab it when the curtain opened. Dr. McKay was standing there with a tall, older man with the saddest eyes Jess had ever seen.

“Oh, let me grab that for you.” McKay went to help.

“Naw, let him earn his dinner.” Jess smiled. “Roger bag, please.” The dog took the handle in his mouth and put his front paws on the bed to hand it to her. “Good boy.”

“Impressive.” The man smiled.

“Well, if that impresses you, you’re mind will be blown when he opens my meds for me.” Jess chuckled, he smiled.

“I’m Dr. Robinavitch, you can call me Dr. Robby. Dr. McKay said you had a seizure this morning. Tell me a little about that.” Robby pulled on his gloves as he started examining Jess.

“Well, I was feeling off this morning. Thought I just needed breakfast. I was making coffee when he alerted me. I remember falling but that’s it.” Jess winced as he prodded at the spot on her head that hit the ground.

“Where did you fall?”

“Kitchen. No broken glass, but my coffee spilled on my thigh.”

“Do you mind if I look at it?” Robby asked.

“No, go for it.” Jess pulled the gown up her legs.

“Oh yeah. That’s a nasty burn. Nothing too bad, though. Less concerned about that than I am your head.” Robby noted as he looked it over.

“You mentioned you hadn’t had one in a while. When was the last one?” McKay asked, her arms crossed.

“About six months, I think. Roughly.” Jess pulled her iPad out of her bag, handing the bag to Roger.

“Any idea what triggered it?” McKay asked.

“No. Well…I’ve been a little stressed lately. Work shit, you know.” Jess shrugged.

“What do you do?” Robby asked.

“I’m a middle school English teacher. Tough work dealing with 12-year-olds all day.” Jess nodded.

“I can imagine.” Robby chuckled. “They must think he’s cool.” Robby gestured to Roger.

“Oh yeah. Instant favorite teacher with this guy.” Jess chuckled.

“How’s he like it?” McKay asked.

“Loves it. I always say he’s part golden retriever, part attention hound.” Jess nodded.

“I’d like to run some blood work to be safe. It may just be the stress, but I’d like to make sure there isn’t anything else going on.” Robby said.

“Sure. Cover all the bases. I gotcha.” Jess nodded. Roger stood up and went to sit on Robby’s feet.

“Is it okay?” Robby put his hand out.

“He sat on your feet. It’s all good.” Jess nodded. Robby bent down and gave Roger some pets.

“Why Roger?” Robby looked up.

“I wanted him to have the stupidest name for a dog. Boring human names on pets always makes me laugh. They tried to name him Spot. Why the hell would you name a dog with no spots, Spot? I was listening to the radio when he brought him home and The Who came on. So, Roger he was.” Jess shrugged.

“I like it.” Robby chuckled. “Does he usually sit on people’s feet?”

“Nope.” Jess smiled.

“Must be special, Boss.” McKay smiled.

“Something like that.” Jess nodded. Robby cocked his head in confusion.

“Right. We’ll be back once we have your imaging and blood work back.” Robby cleared his throat.

Jess sat quietly reading as she waited for the results to come in. She had clocked that she was low priority and would be waiting. She was used to it.

She heard a little girl crying a few beds down. Something about a broken foot. Her mom had been trying to keep her calm for the better part of twenty minutes. Jess pulled her slippers from her bag and stood up.

“Come on, bud.” She gestured for Roger to follow. She peeked around the curtain. “Hi.”

“I’m sorry, I know she’s loud. I’m trying to keep her quiet.” The mom looked frazzled.

“Oh, no! I get it. I just…what’s her name?” Jess stood at the end of the bed.

“Gabriela.”

“Does she like dogs?”

“Yeah, she loves them.” Her mom looked confused.

“Gabriela, would you like to meet my friend Roger?” Roger came around into view. The little girl stopped crying, looking at the dog. “Roger?” She sniffled.

“Yeah. He likes helping kids feel better. You think he might be able to help you?” Jess smiled. The little girl nodded. “Roger, up.” He put his front paws up so Gabriela could pet him.

“He’s cute.” She smiled.

“Thank you.” Her mom sighed.

“Of course.” Jess nodded.

Robby watched from across the department. He was fascinated by the interaction. She was intriguing him, the way she was so calm about everything. He was used to hysterics and drama. She wasn’t that.

“Cap, you’re starting to drool.” Dana snorted. Robby snapped back to reality.

“Shut up.” He grumbled.

“She’s pretty.”

“She’s a patient.”

“Only for a few hours.” Dana shrugged.

“It’s unethical. I’m not having this conversation.” He huffed, stomping past a laughing Dana.

“Hey, Gabriela I got some medicine for you.” Dana walked up with a paper cup. “Looks like you made a new friend.” Dana smiled.

“His name is Roger!” She giggled.

“You coming for my job, pal?” Dana spoke to the dog.

“He’s squeamish around blood, I think you’re okay.” Jess smiled.

“You should be laying down. You’re a fall risk.” Dana raised an eyebrow.

“I’ve been a fall risk for over thirty years.” Jess snorted.

“Roger is quicker at rounds than I seem to be today.” Robby appeared.

“He’s a nose to the grindstone kind of guy.” Jess smiled. “It was nice to meet you, Gabriela. Roger and I have to go.” Roger hoped off the bed, looking up at Jess for a second before curling up on Robby’s feet again.

“Aw, really?” Gabriela whined.

“Yeah, don’t want anyone getting trouble because I’m out of bed.” Jess laughed at the confused look on Robby’s face as he stared at the dog. “But don’t worry. This is the best hospital in Pittsburgh. They’re magic here. Promise.” Jess winked as she walked back to her bed, Roger in toe.

“You got a way with the beasts, Robby.” Dana smiled.

“Don’t start.” Robby warned.

Jess yawned as she played one of her idle games on her iPad. Roger was curled at the end of her bed. Robby came in with Dana behind him.

“Rads are back and that wrist is broken. CT came back clean. I want to send it out for additional neuro consult, if you’re okay waiting a bit longer.” He said.

“Yeah, that’s fine.” Jess smiled. Dana set up some bandaging material next to her.

“I’m still waiting-” Roger hopped down and sat on Robby’s feet again. “I-I’m waiting on blood work still. I’m sorry, but he doesn’t seem to be doing that with anyone else.” Robby was flustered.

“Yeah. I’m surprised, actually. In this environment at least.” Jess smiled. “What does it mean?” Robby sighed.

“I don’t want to embarrass you in front of your nurse.” Jess shrugged.

“Oh, now I need to know.” Robby smirked.

“I’ve seen him at his worst, Kid. Not much you could say that I haven’t heard.” Dana smiled as she wrapped Jess’ wrist.

“Well, on top of my epilepsy, or maybe because of it, I have a depressive disorder. That’s him alerting that you’re having a depressive episode.” Jess said. Robby looked at her, stunned.

“Smart dog.” Dana snorted.

“I’m not depressed.” Robby cleared his throat.

“He’d begged to differ. He usually alerts to someone when we’re in the ER. Usually it’s Dr. Abbot.” Jess shrugged. Dana chortled.

“I…well this is not what I expected.” Robby sighed. “I will be back later. With your results.” Robby left quicker than he ever had from a patient’s room.

“Oh, you got him all sorts of flustered. You didn’t hear that from me.” Dana chuckled.

“He’s cute. He married? No ring on his finger.” Jess asked.

“Nope. He’s single as hell.” Dana focused on the bandage. “He’ll never initiate anything, by the way. It’s an ethics thing.” She said.

“I don’t want to make him uncomfortable.”

“Well, once you aren’t a patient, come by and ask him.” Dana smiled. “You’re all set, sweetheart.” Dana left.

The consult took longer than Jess had thought. She had drifted off at some point, Roger lying next to her.

“Alright, Miss Kahan- Oh. Sorry.” Robby came in, startling Jess awake.

“S’okay. Just nodded off. All good?”

“Yes, everything is clean. It was probably stress that triggered the seizure. Come back in if you have another, but you’re all set.” Robby nodded.

“Well, thank you. I appreciate your work. You got a good team, too.” Jess smiled.

“I’ll pass it along. It was good to meet you. You, too, Roger, even if you’re airing my dirty laundry.” Robby scratched Roger’s head.

“Have a good night, Dr. Robby.”

Jess sat at home thinking over the events of the day. The TV show she had turned on, long forgotten. The only thing she could think about was that sad doctor. Roger sat looking at her, not alerting, just knowing.

“Yeah. Yeah, we’re going back tomorrow. Stop giving me that look.” Jess waved him off.

Robby was typing up charts, trying to get them done as fast as possible. He was ready to get out of there.

“Hey, Dr. Robby? There’s someone here to see you?” Mateo came up to the computer.

“What do they want?” Robby Groaned.

“Didn’t ask. They said they were a patient here. She’s got a cute dog.” Mateo shrugged. Robby sat up straight.

“Oh. Yeah, you can bring her back.” Robby said. He tried to ignore Dana laughing to herself next to him.

“Hi, Dr. Robby.” Jess smiled.

“Miss Kahan. Everything alright?” Robby stood to greet her.

“Oh yeah. No seizures today.” She crossed her heart. Roger padded over and laid on Robby’s feet. “I see you haven’t started therapy in the past 16 hours.” She laughed.

“Roger, I thought we were friends.” Robby sighed.

“I was just wondering, and if you’re uncomfortable, feel free to say no, if you’d maybe want to get coffee or dinner sometime?” Jess asked. Robby stared at her for a minute, not used to such confidence.

“I, um, I don’t know if that would be right.” Robby cleared his throat.

“Cap, she’s not a patient now. Take the girl and her dog to get a coffee.” Dana sighed.

“I don’t want to get anyone in trouble. I just thought my dog clearly likes you. You might like company every once in a while.” Jess shrugged.

“Okay. Yeah. I get off in a half hour. There’s a café up the road that’s nice.” Robby smiled.

“Okay. Sounds good. We’ll be there.” Jess smiled. “Come on, Roger.” They turned to leave, a bit more bounce in their step.

“Thank god! Getting you to do something good for yourself is like pulling teeth.” Dana groaned.

“You’re so dramatic.” Robby shook his head. “Why does this feel like you two planned it?” Robby crossed his arms.

“I nudged. Nothing more.” Dana said.

“You two seem familiar. What’s that about?”

“She’s been in here a couple times. Never when you’re on shift. She teaches at the school my kid goes to. We run into each other from time to time.” She shrugged.

“Why didn’t you set her up with Abbot then?” Robby sat back at his computer.

“Oh I tried. But those two were at each other’s throats from the get-go. It’s really funny to watch, actually.” Dana chuckled.

Robby hadn’t finished his charts so fast. He was practically tapping his foot, waiting for Dr. Abbot to come in for handover.

“You could try and clear the board, ya know?” Jack Abott sighed as he sidled up to the desk.

“You first.” Robby cocked his head.

“You look more excited than usual to get out of here.” Jack looked him up and down.

“He’s got a date with Jess Kahan.” Dana looked proud of herself.

“Oh Jesus. That girl is a walking menace. She’s too damn smart for her own good.” Jack shook his head as he sat at his computer.

“I heard you two didn’t get along.” Robby laughed.

“She argues. I argue back. It’s like tennis. I can’t say I dislike it.” Jack shrugged. “Go on your date. Tell her I said she’s a little shit that still owes me for that Red Bull she stole from me.” Jack huffed.

Robby stood outside the café, his hands suddenly sweaty and shaky. He couldn’t remember the last time he was on a date. He could see her sitting, sipping tea at a table in the back. He took a deep breath and charged forward.

“Oh good. I was a little worried you’d stand me up.” Jess smiled.

“Not that kind of guy.” He smiled back. “Let me grab my coffee and I’ll be right back.”

“We’ll be here.” She nodded. Robby got his black coffee and sat across from Jess, letting himself see how pretty she was. When he was at work, he had trained his mind not to see anyone as attractive. It made things too complicated if he did.

“Jack says hi.” Robby sipped his coffee. Jess snorted.

“No, he doesn’t. That grumpy fuck.” Jess chuckled.

“Well, his words were, and I’m quoting him here, ‘tell that little shit she still owes me a Red Bull’. So, kind of.” Robby smiled.

“He’s never getting that Red Bull.” Jess shook her head. “You from Pittsburgh?”

“No. From everywhere. It’s complicated.” Robby cleared his throat. “What about you?”

“Yep, kind of. We lived in the middle of nowhere until the seizures started. My mom wanted to be closer to a good children’s hospital.”

“Why teaching?”

“I pretty much only had books to keep me company as a kid. My mom was a little paranoid about TV and movies. All the flashing, ya know? I liked learning and I wanted to help kids like learning.” She smiled, watching the authority and responsibility fade from his face. The Real Robby starting to come through.

“Noble.” Robby nodded. “What’s your favorite book?”

“Complicated question. Different days, different moods, it all affects the answer. But, right now I’d say Emma.” Jess smiled. “What about you?”

“I don’t get a lot of time to read for fun. I think the last book I read for fun was The Martian. I remember liking it enough.” He shrugged, watching the wheels turn behind her eyes. She was calculating, but not in a menacing way. She had a mind that was expansive in a way he was not used to.

“I’ve heard worse answers.”

“Like what?”

“Colleen Hoover is my mortal enemy.”

“I’ll avoid that then.” He chuckled. Roger had made himself comfortable on Robby’s feet.

“You never gave me your first name.”

“Right, sorry. Michael.”

“Michael. Mike?”

“Nope. Michael.”

“Mikey then.”

“That’s dangerous.”

“I like a bit of danger.” She had a mischievous look in her eyes.

“I can tell.” He leaned forward.

“So, Mikey,” Robby groaned and dropped his head. “You want to tell me why my dog thinks you need to be 5150’d?”

“Are you always so blunt?” Robby looked taken aback.

“I spend a lot of time with kids, they don’t have time to beat around the bush for some reason. It rubs off.” She shrugged. “You can tell me to fuck off. I can take it, promise.”

“I’m sure you can.” Robby sighed. “I have a hard job. I deal with death every day. A lot of it sticks to me, even when I try not to let it.” He shrugged.

“Sure, makes sense. But there’s more. I can see it.” Jess narrowed her eyes. “We’ll leave that for the second date.” She leaned back in her chair.

“There’s a second date?”

“Yeah, my dog needs to make sure you don’t off yourself. He’ll be worried sick.” She smiled.

“Can’t have that.” Robby was falling hard. He was going to continue their verbal fencing when they were interrupted by a woman wearing too much perfume and leggings.

“What a cute puppy! Hi, cutie!” She cooed at Roger.

“He’s working.” Jess said, her face falling.

“Oh, he doesn’t deserve to be working. He should be just getting cuddles.” She reached her hand out.

“He doesn’t bite, but if you don’t stop talking to him, I will.” Jess spat.

“What a bitch.” The woman scoffed and walked off.

“Jesus.” Robby laughed.

“You get tired of people being entitled pretty quick.” Jess sighed.

“I bet.”

“So, where are you taking me for the next one?” Jess smiled.

“Oh. I don’t know. What do you eat?” Robby felt himself get nervous.

“Food mostly.”

“Jack was right, you are a menace.” Robby chuckled.

“I keep life interesting at least.” Jess liked watching his brown eyes light up. “I like sushi.”

“Sushi. Okay. Sushi at that place on Fifth Ave?”

“Okay. Good start.”

“Start? Okay. Let me think,” Jess liked watching his wrinkles deepen as he concentrated. “There’s an arcade not far from there. One of my med students said it was nice.”

“It was ‘nice’?”

“She said something like, ‘fucking sick’ or something. They have drinks and you seem competitive.”

“Violently so.” “So we can have our first fight at the same time.” Robby looked smug.

“Okay. You pass. When?”

“Friday?”

“Predictable, but I have a big test this week, so I’ll accept it.” Jess nodded.

“What’s the test?”

“Lord of the Flies. The boys keep missing the point, I’m punishing them for not paying attention to the actual message.”

“Well, if they aren’t getting it, maybe it’s the teacher.” Robby cocked an eyebrow.

“Oh, that’s dangerous.” Jess chuckled. “This class has been the hardest to teach. So, maybe you aren’t wrong.” She shrugged.

“I can’t imagine being a kid today.” Robby shook his head.

“Yeah. They can’t function and I can’t blame them.” Jess sighed. “Okay. Let’s walk.” Jess got up and started for the door.

“Whoa, what?” Robby scrambled after her.

“I need to appease the indignant spirit of PTMC.” She said she walked into a corner shop.

“Do you ever just slow down? You go a million miles a minute.” Robby said as he wandered the aisles with her.

“When you develop a disorder that could kill you one day, you tend not to fuss with going slow too much.” She said over her shoulder.

“Fair enough.”

“You want anything?” She asked as she pulled a large Red Bull from the fridge.

“No. I’m good.” He shook his head. “I got this.” He said, pulling his wallet out.

“Nope. I repay my debts myself. I’m a bad bitch as the kids say.” She nodded as she paid the cashier.

“You are something that’s for sure.” Robby followed after her as they walked back into the ER. “Here, I got my badge.” He scanned it and walked in, ignoring the looks from the intake desk.

“Hey, Bridget. Where’s the grumpy asshole?” Jess asked, walking up to the desk.

“Jess! He’s around somewhere. You doing okay?” She looked from Jess to Robby, confused.

“Yeah, just trying to get Abbot to stop whining about me stealing his damn drink.” She shrugged.

“Dr. Robby, do you need something?” Bridget asked. Robby’s face flushed.

“He’s with me.” Jess winked. “He’s being a gentleman and everything. Tried to pay.” Jess laughed.

“Oh! Good for you two!” She smiled and went back to work.

Jack came out of a patient's room, typing on his tablet. When he looked up, he laughed and shook his head, marching up to Jess.

“You got nerve showing your face here.” Jack crossed his arms.

“Please. You crave our interactions.” Jess scoffed.

“I crave them about as much as I crave driving a nail in my ear.” He sighed. Roger walked over and made himself comfortable on his feet.

“It isn’t just me!” Robby said.

“He alert to you too?” Jack asked.

“He wouldn’t stop.” Robby sighed.

“Told you, you need a therapist. Takes a damn dog for you to listen.” Jack shook his head.

“Hey! That’s my damn dog, I get to say that. Not you. That’s Roger to you, asshole.” Jess warned, pointing at him.

“I’ll call him what I want when he’s in my business.” Jack said.

“Here.” Jess shoved the Red Bull at him. “Now you can stop whining.”

“I do not whine.” He took the can.

“Worse than the middle schoolers in my class.” Jess laughed.

“I’d whine if I was in your class too. Having to listen to you every day would drive me nuts too.”

“Jesus. You two are terrible together.” Robby scoffed.

“He loves me.” Jess smiled.

“I tolerate.”

“You got excited when you saw me, admit it.”

“Never.” Jack popped the can open and chugged it.

“Have fun with those heart palpitations all night.”

“Good thing I’m a doctor in a hospital.”

“Good thing Bridget keeps you on your feet.”

“I keep myself on my feet.”

“You do not.” Bridget corrected.

“Don’t you have patients?” Jess crossed her arms.

“Yes. So, get out of my ER and take your damn dog with you.”

“Happily.” Jess gestured for Roger to get up. “See you next episode.” Jess waved and walked off.

“Don’t forget to refill your meds!” He called after her. “How was the date?” Jack asked.

“Fuck. I might be done for.” Robby shook his head.

“Mikey, you walking me home or what?” Jess crossed her arms.

“Mikey?” Jack lit up, not even trying to hide his delight and laughter.

“It won’t end well if you try it.” Robby warned as he ran after Jess. He was so done for.

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