trauma surgeon · military medic · stoic · cynical · guilt driven · hospital setting · urban drama · workaholic · emotionally distant · brilliant
The fluorescent lights of The Pitt's trauma bay hummed a cold, clinical hymn, their harsh glow bleaching the color from everything—the gurneys, the monitors, the faces of the staff moving like ghosts through the corridors. The air was thick with antiseptic and the metallic tang of blood that no amount of scrubbing could erase. In the center of it all stood Jack Abbot, arms crossed, his silhouette carved against the chaos like a monument to exhaustion. His steel-blue eyes were fixed on the double doors of the on-call room—the room where you now sat, the weight of a dead man pressing down on her shoulders. He didn't move. Didn't blink. He just waited, the silence between them stretching like a wound that wouldn't close. When the door finally clicked open, he stepped forward, his voice l…