#armybled

[gobagx]

jack abbot, ii; or JJ, or jack jack, or... the chunkiest happy munchkin in pittsburgh. or chicago. either way, cait and jack trade off day and night shift, both in the emergency department and with their happy lil man. he loves playing with $300 stethoscopes, making messes, squealing 'eeeeee!', his mama and daddy, and especially his yellow nursery. it's a soft yellow.

i love makin babies with @armybled.

[ep1cardium]

☤ ⎯ closed starter for patrick + caitlin lenox [ @armybled ]

" you ever stop working long enough to eat? thought I was bad. " he said with a small smirk, but his tone was all concern. " i have an apple in my locker if you want it. got it at the cafe this morning. just don't tell david I gave it to you. "

[protectxthem]

@armybled asked: ❝ you need to rest, you don’t have to do it all today. ❞ ( for abbot!! )

AFFECTIONATE  AND  AFFIRMING  PROMPTS | Accepting

Jack shakes his head as his vision blurs a bit. "No, no. I got this Ca-" He starts before stopping and correcting himself. "Lenox." He had been working all shift without a break, and it was starting to show with how he kept shaking his head, wobbling a bit and rubbing at his back a bit.

"The nurses are short staffed." He groans out, stretching a bit trying to get his back to pop. He leans against the nurse's station, looking at her with a frown. He was going to fight tooth and nail like a baby fighting its sleep.

[mecwmellc]

@armybled sent "it's never lupus. but go ahead, order the test and waste everyone's time. ( for frank!! )"

"yeah, except for that one house md episode where it was lupus," frank countered. he was avoiding robby like the plague right now and missing so much time in the er meant he wasn't as close to becoming an attending as he had been, so he had been following caitlin for the day. at least she didn't treat him with kid gloves, god knows veterans have their own mental health problems. "what do you think it is?" he asked.

[dunkies]

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❝  why  wouldn't  you?  ❞  cooly  counters  john,  holding  out  his  splayed  hands  across  the  way  from  dr.  lenox.  nothing  else  needs  to  be  said.  he  wholeheartedly  holds  this  view.  how  can  she  even  argue  with  that  ???

[traumedical]

@armybled liked for jack!

❛ look, i know this can be really annoying when it's coming at you from all sides, but– that was rough, today. and i'm... if you ever need to talk to someone who gets it, just... let me know. ❜ 

[x52784]

a kiss to distract them from stitching a wound.

there    is    an    ache    ,         knifelike    ,         abrasive    .           it    occurs    when    edge    of    needle    penetrates    flesh    .          the    discomfort    drawing    forth    a    miserable    grunt    .          but    even    as    jaw    clenches    and    pain    radiates    ,      you    provide    resilient    exterior    to    doctor    .          ‘    how    many    stitches    i    need    again    ?    ’          god    ,         he    hopes    it’s    not    many    .          knick    of    blade    after    attack    feels    more    like    execution    wound    ,         now    that    stitches    are    necessary    .          doctor    -    table    is    uncomfortable    as    elbow    props    body    ,         shirt    discarded    ,      blood    -    soaked    wound    occupying    lower    torso    .          eyes    close    once    skin    is    drawn    together    ,         again    .          again    .          again    .

dark    -    ochre    gaze    deviates    from    wall    to    doctor    .          grey    -    blue    optics    fixated    on    him    .          ‘    what    are    you     …    ’          but    inquiry    declines    when    she    leans    in    ,         when    lips    brush    against    his    softly    .          the    kiss    is    quick    ,      but    sweet    and    warm    .          he    forgets    about    the    pain    from    mere    moments    ago    ,         perhaps    ,      that    was    the    goal    .          he    asks    now    ,         still    stupefied    :      ‘    what     …     what    was    that    for    ?    ’

[gobagx]

jack gets a surprise! a very giggly jj is plopped on to his shoulders, held steady from behind by his mama. he squeals, little hands tugging excitedly at gray curls. “somebody wanted to say hi.”

his  head's  hung,  heels  of  jack's  hands  supporting  him  on  the  edge  of  the  sink.  sighing  heavily,  like  a  barbell  rests  on  his  shoulders,  neck.  that  craned  neck  has  given  caitlin  the  perfect  stool  for  resting  jack  jack.  the  boy's  little  fingers  knit  into  twisted  curls,  hardened  by  hair  gel  and  the  rain.  jack's  incapable  of  fighting  off  the  smile  his  baby  brings  about.  ❝  that's  my  favorite  person  to  say  hello  to,  ❞

tilts  back  to  see  him,  to  kiss  his  cheek,  gobble  up  his  neck  until  JJ's  laughing  so  hard  he  spits.  the  baby  emits  eternal  light.  joy.  goodness.  arm  reaches  out  to  snake  around  the  small  of  caitlin's  back,  too.  ❝  thanks,  honey.  i,  uh.  ━  i  needed  that.  i  needed  you…  both.  ❞  on  the  days  the  world  is  too  heavy,  sometimes  he  needs  to  hand  off  the  weight. 

❝  jack  jack,  what  do  we  think  about  the  swings  ???  go  to  the  park,  sit  in  the  baby  swing?  ❞  jack   reaches  around  to  grab  the  boy,  toss  him  up  in  the  air,  shake  him  gently  and  ❛  ooooh  ❜  and  ❛  ahhhh  ❜  at  their  precious  child. 

[x59686]

caitlin lennox ( @armybled ) : liked for a starter.

"the kid we brought in earlier.." burgess trails off, tilting her head as she watches the doctor in front of her. "can you tell me her status? i haven't been able to let go of it." she was a mother in her bones, a nurturer in her heart. her thoughts would always stay with the kids involved in their cases. something she couldn't let go easily. "we called in the aunt, but she can't make it here until tomorrow - so i figured i might hang around if she needs anything? if that's alright? i won't in your way, promise."

[dunkies]

❝ i don't actually care but i'm bored so i'm here. ❞

the  look  of  pure  devastation  john  wears  when  caitlin  announces  she  does  not  care  about  his  ❛  best  cat  videos  of  the  decade  ❜  youtube  compilation  is  comical  and  one  for  the  record  books.  you  see,  he  considers  them  friends. 

❝  you'll  really  like  this  one.  ❞  it's  almost  like  he's  trying  to  convince  dr.  lenox.  phone's  extended  before  her,  his  hand  a  bit  damp  from  the  moisture  coming  off  his  iced  coffee.  ❝  also  you  smell  like  flowers.  that's  nice.  ❞  it's  casual.  matter  of  fact.  doesn't  wiggle  his  brows,  doesn't  give  her  any  special  come  hither  look.  but  that…  is  how  john  shen  flirts. 

[empitthy]

hunger .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink . ⤳ @armybled

the paper crinkles in caitlin’s hand before it lands in samira’s.  a protein bar.  chocolate chip.  her favorite,  not that she’s ever said it aloud.  samira stares at it for a beat too long,  as if the wrapper might dissolve under her gaze.  she doesn’t ask how caitlin knew.  doesn’t ask why she noticed,  or how long she’s been noticing.  her stomach growls like it has something to prove.  reluctantly,  quietly,  she peels it open  &  takes a small bite,  just enough to say thank you without saying anything at all. 

she doesn’t look up right away.  it’s safer that way.  because if she does,  she’ll find that same maddening look in caitlin’s eyes  —  the one that sneaks past her walls when she’s not careful.  instead,  she mutters,  ❝ how do you always know? ❞ it comes out uneven,  not quite a joke,  not quite a confession.  she takes another bite to fill the silence,  chewing slower this time.  ❝ i haven’t eaten since —  ❞ she pauses,  does the math in her head,  winces.  ❝ … yesterday.  ❞

❝ thanks,  ❞ she says at last,  softer.  not grudging,  this time.  just real.   &  then,  quieter still,  without looking at her:  ❝ you didn’t have to.  ❞ but caitlin had,   &  they both knew that too.  there’s a kind of silence hanging between them now,  taut  &  heavy,  the kind that asks a question neither of them has the language to answer yet.  samira risks a glance up  —  just a flicker.  just enough. 

[x52784]

this is going to hurt ,  i’m sorry .

and    she    wasn’t    kidding    .           the    snap    of    bones    ,         readjusting    ,      settling    back    into    place    .          you    forgot    the    sharp    ache    that    bloomed    upon    resetting    dislocated    shoulder    .          but    the    grunt    settles    in    your    throat    like    a    battle    -    cry    .          jaw    is    locked    ,         palm    meeting    exterior    of    shoulder    ,         whilst    arm    is    in    motion    in    an    attempt    to    work    out    the    kinks    .          ‘    you    weren’t    kiddin’    ,    ’          there’s    a    twitch    within    the    corners    of    maw    ,      smile    feels    like    the    rays    of    the    sun    ,         warm    and    gracious    .          ‘    appreciate    the    hospitality    ,    ’          it’s    her    job    ,      but    she’s    off    the    clock    .          he    thinks    about    singing    her    praises    ,         but    refrains    .          time    is    of    the    essence    when    there’s    a    serial    killer    on    the    loose    .          ‘    but    you    should    get    home    .          it    ain’t    safe    out    there    .    ’       but    is    it    ever    in    the    mean    streets    of    chicago    ?

[natahlie]

on a day like today she's never been happier for the burger truck outside the hospital today. even though she's supposed to be on light duty she feels like she's run around the hospital, she's hurried between patients, between angry, worried and/or terrified family members and she's definitely still got a jello stain on her scrubs from having it thrown at her .. but days like today are the reasons she became a nurse. still, she's happy to have hopefully more than five minutes to quite literally shovel a burger and fries down .. which she's doing when dr lennox walks into the break room and she's got a fry hanging half out of her mouth,

" did you .. uhh .. did you want one ? they're from that great truck outside. "

.. @armybled

[gobagx]

pulling them in for a kiss while showering together.

water  droplets  relentlessly  pelt  their  bodies,  soap  running  in  rivers  between  their  toes.  jack's  got  a  hand  on  the  shower  tile,  because  the  prosthetic  he  uses  to  shower  ❬  the  same  one  he  uses  to  surf  ❭  is  under  repair,  so  he's  in  his  standard,  in  a  slip  cover  to  protect  the  mechanisms.  he's  focusing  on  steadying  when  caitlin's  beckoning  for  kisses  finds  jack.  lips  curl.  jack  leans  all  the  way  in,  nibbling  her  bottom  lip. 

❝  was  i  not  paying  enough  attention  to  you?  ❞  silly,  silly  mistake  when  she's  naked  before  him,  in  all  her  glory.  head's  bobbing  in  that  way  he  does,  smirking.  staring,  unsurprisingly.  when  the  kiss  is  through,  steamy,  and  not  just  from  the  heat  of  the  water,  jack  squirts  her  shampoo  into  his  free  palm…  and  he  washes  every  auburn  lock  of  her  hair.

[robinav1tch]

[ TXT ] : no one's heard from you. are you okay?

[txt: @armybled] Shit, yeah sorry

[txt: Caitlin Lenox (PTMC)] Been trying to stay away from the phone

[txt: Caitlin Lenox (PTMC)] Didn't realize anyone was trying to reach me. Is everything okay??

[deptaid]

it doesn't look great, even she can admit that much. but she has a well stocked first aid kit at home, and it's not the first time she's hurt on the job. she could totally have handled it on her own. and if it became worse then . . . well, she could have come in later. doesn't want to be a bother, knows they're busy with far more serious things than a scraped knee in the er. there's a soft press of lips as bright blues drift from dr. lenox and down to her knee.

" it always looks worse when there's some blood, " that's her professional opinion at least, but she isn't a doctor. shoulders slump and there's that moment of giving in. because she knows jay isn't letting her leave without getting checked out when he first brought her here, and clearly, neither is she. so there is a small nod of her head instead of further protests. message received, not getting out of here before she knows what's going on with the knee. " yeah, okay. sounds like a plan "

she'll get an x - ray and then god knows what'll happen next. shift a little to tug off her jacket, tongue softly click against the roof of mouth. " he's got his moments, " hint of a smile ghost across features, tossing jacket on the chair next to the bed. " mmm, i was taking someone down. we were running down the street, i tackled him, and when we went down, my knee hit the ground. " which, rookie mistake, but it happens.

cops  are  a  rare  breed  of  stubborn.  this  is  something  she's  long  known  to  be  true,  especially  when  treating  them.  everything  is  fine.  nothing  hurts.  totally  not  dying,  except  they  usually  totally  are.  in  upton's  case,  there's  no  gaping  wounds.  but  that  knee  looks  ugly  and  they  both  know  it.

brows  quirk.  arms  fold  across  her  chest.  head  tilts,  expression  on  her  face  one  of  utter  disbelief.  ❛ looks  like  you  did  more  than  that. ❜  muses  the  doctor  dryly,  glove  -  clad  fingers  drumming  against  her  arms.  caitlin  isn't  impatient  or  judgemental,  but  there's  obviously  no  way  she's  letting  upton  run  out  of  here  without  being  seen.

❛ how  about  we  start  with  an  x  -  ray? ❜  rhetorical  question.  the  x  -  ray  is  happening  and  there's  no  talking  her  out  of  it.  ❛ we'll  see  if  anything's  broken  first.  adrenaline  is  a  powerful  drug.  it'll  convince  you  that  the  worst  injury  in  the  world  feels  like  a  little  scratch. ❜  not  that  this  is  the  worst  injury  in  the  world.  she's  definitely  seen  worse.

smile  is  tight.  it's  not  sarcastic,  but  she's  also  not  a  professional  smiler.  it's  mainly  a  crappy  attempt  to  offer  hailey  some  comfort.  ❛ your  partner  is  smart, ❜  adds  the  resident.  ❛ and  you're  going  to  be  here  for  a  while,  so  i  suggest  you  get  comfortable.  you  remember  much  about  how  you  fell?  the  way  your  body  was  positioned? ❜