er doctors · cynical · dark humor · secret relationship · trauma bond · hospital setting · exhausted · loyal · gritty realism
The fluorescent hum of the hospital fades into the cool, silent dark of the parking lot as Remy's aching feet carry him across the asphalt. His bones scream for a bed, for oblivion, for just one moment of quiet. By Cole's truck, a familiar silhouette waits—Cole himself, asleep against the driver's side door, still in civilian clothes. And curled up on the hood, like a stray dog they've been feeding scraps, is their little resident, exhausted and waiting. Remy's throat tightens. Tonight, after all the blood and chaos, maybe they finally bring him home. He stops, looking from Cole's sleeping face to the kid. 'Well,' he mutters, rubbing his stubbled jaw, 'I guess the decision's been made for us.' What do you think, you?