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Samira Mohan is not someone well acquainted with the feeling of being in love. Everything she had done, from ages 13 to 32, was about becoming a doctor. All else failed to exist, blighted out by the drive of finding her one true purpose in the wake of losing her father, and yet she still planned for it. Still planned for butterflies and rings and that inexorable feeling people get when they’re fully understood for the first time.
Love would come later. It would have to. Come hell or high water, she was going to be the kind of doctor her father never had, one that took the time, one that was careful and thorough and compassionate, still. She dated, sure, but only in undergrad. She pushed it all aside, buried the parts of herself that yearned and wanted, because she had to stick to the plan.
The plan was, as it turns out, a complete crock of shit. In swept Jack Abbot - night shift attending, active suicide risk, most competent man this side of the Mississippi - and the whole board untipped itself, rapidly unspooled like yarn being chased by a kitten.
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It’s been one year and ten months since Samira Mohan left Pittsburgh.
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“Long time no see.” He can hear the misplaced anger steeped in every word.
Jack, for his part, doesn’t seem to notice. Although maybe it’s more apt to say that he doesn’t care. Not anymore.
He’s greyer, new smile lines beside his eyes, an ease to him that Robby cannot remember seeing in years - or maybe ever. He has to cut his eyes away when Jack starts to speak. “Well, brother, that’s what happens when people accept it when you say you don’t want help.”
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It’s been five years since Jack Abbot left Pittsburgh. A lot has changed.
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In which Heather Collins is moving, Samira Mohan wants to help her friend and Jack Abbot, well. He just wants to spend time with Samira.
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She’s drunk on the floor of Trinity and Whitaker’s living room, and they’re talking about nudes when she admits she’s taken them, but never built up the courage to send any. That it’s always felt awkward, that she’s never felt pretty or sexy or delicate enough, that it’s always felt cringe.
Trinity blinks at her in confusion. “But you’re hotter than the surface of the fucking sun. I’ve seen what’s under your scrubs, Samira. What do you fucking mean, not sexy enough?”
“Seriously, have you seen yourself?” Mel asks. “You could put anyone on their knees.”
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Samira Mohan turns thirty, decides to buy herself lingerie about it, and takes some nudes. And then she accidentally texts one of them to Jack Abbot.
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08 Jul 2026
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“What are you going to do?” Samira asks, breathless.
Dr. Abbot stares at her. “I’m not gonna do anything, Samira.”
A choice is made. It was always going to have to be hers, in the end.
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or, Jack Abbot likes to praise the smartest doctor. Samira Mohan likes to be praised. A win is a win is a win.Bookmarked by sonyalone
08 Jul 2026
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She reached a hand out, slowly, letting it rest on the pavement just beside his, not quite touching. Her breath slowed deliberately, audibly, trying to coax him into syncing with it. She gave him numbers, the quiet rhythm of them like a metronome - four in, hold, six out. Again. Again.
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08 Jul 2026
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Samira is fairly sure she's dying. She's had a nice run, she thinks. At least she got to experience something like true love.
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08 Jul 2026
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Samira Mohan is lonely.
Jack Abbot notices.
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