I want it, I got it

30. Surgical Resident. Daughter of Congressman Wyatt.

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tuck-messer​:

Tuck knew that the last time they were together he made an ass of himself. He hadn’t apologized and he didn’t want to. Part of him still felt bitter. He knew his reaction was irrational but he hadn’t gotten around to believing that part of his feelings weren’t valid. Not that now was the time to work through any of that. He nodded at her explanation. “You wanna pop the hood and I’ll take a look?”

No she absolutely did not want to pop the trunk and have Tuck take a look at it but what could she possibly say in the situation. “Yeah thanks..” Bridget popped the trunk and then got out of the car to look under the hood as well. Not that she had any idea what she was looking at but it felt better than just sitting there. “How expensive is it looking?” 

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vicky-emerson​:

“Well clearly this old hunk of junk isn’t going anywhere.” Vicky sighed. Her feet were already hurting from the long night of dancing. “Plan B I say is to get an uber and let’s hope we don’t get kidnapped.”

“But if I knew it was going to break, I could’ve hd more to drink.” Not a very good reason to be annoyed but a valid one none the less. “We wouldn’t get kidnapped from Uber.. but take your shoes off so you can run if you have to.”

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andrea-walker​:

“Yeah, I really don’t know how to help you on this one.” Andrea let out a soft chuckle as she watched the car stutter right as she passed by. The familiar voice had made her do a double take, only to realize it was Bridget who’d been struggling with her car. “Want me to call Tripe A?”

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Bridget rolled her eyes, but chose to ignore it as Andrea doubled back. “My parents taught me so much but apparently they never figured to add ‘car repair’ to the list.” She sighed. “I can call.. wanna keep me company while I wait?” 

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quentin-wyatt​:

His office wasn’t too far from the location Bridget was when he got the text. A short drive didn’t have her waiting too long. “And this is why I told you to get AAA. But I am here to the rescue.”

Bridget’s go to when something was wrong that she knew she couldn’t solve was to bug Quentin. She should probably come up with a backup plan, but that was for another day. “And why?” She hopped out of her car when her brother showed up. “Would I bother to do that when you always come through?” Bridget handed over her keys so that Quentin could mess with it. “Thanks though, did I pull you away from anything important?”

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tuck-messer​:

He was walking to his own car when he heard the failed engine noises. His eyes moved towards the sound knowing exactly who it was as he recognized the car. He almost debated not going as how things were the last time he saw her, but he was over there a minute later, knocking on her window.

It was like the universe loved playing this constant joke on her. When anyone else in the world could help her, Tuck was the one to show up. The last time they had seen each other had been a disaster, to say the least, and this was not how she wanted to encounter him for the first time since. But beggars couldn’t be choosers so Bridget cracked the door since the window wouldn’t go down. “Hey.. My car is having a stroke.” 

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Bridget tried again to turn her engine over, but it was refusing. “Come on...” If she could get it to turn over she could at least charge the battery. Easier said than done. She tried once more, but the battery just puttered out. Bridget sat back in her seat, defeated, “Great. Just my luck.” 

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tripp-shephard​:

“I dread it every birthday,” he admitted with a slight laugh. “Though if I can be thankful to my father for one thing is that I come from some pretty good genes.” And that was about the only thing he had to thank the son of a bitch for. “Is there a way that we can make that sound a little more sexy?” He joked, head turning towards her as they walked. “Don’t get me wrong, some days I ask myself that too after some of the shit fests that have happened but there is nothing else I’d rather do. Maybe it’s the rush or getting to be there for someone in the moments they need someone to let them voice their fear to.”

“I was going to say. Something tells me that you’ll still be really attractive even when you’re old.” She couldn’t imagine a world where Tripp didn’t look great. “Um.. A gentleman who wants to maximize his time with his friends and family.” Nothing really sounded sexier to her. Bridget listened carefully as Tripp talked about his work. They both complained almost constantly, but she had seen Tripp in action. She knew he loved it. “I would have to guess that it’s a combination of both. You’re great out there.”

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tripp-shephard​:

“Double? Poor bastard.” He waited for her to grab her things before heading out. “Total gentleman. One that couldn’t stand another cafeteria meal and didn’t want to waste time waiting.” He pushed the elevator button, turning slightly. “It’s been a relatively quiet day. As much as it can be in the ER. Nothing tragic but my shift is still young.”

“Really makes you not want to get old sometimes right?” Bridget pulled a sweater on over her scrubs as they made their way out of the hospital, getting some fresh air and sunlight for the first time all day. “Well a very efficient gentleman then.” She chuckled. “You know I used to absolutely dread my shifts in the ER when i was in school? I don’t know how you do it.”

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tripp-shephard​:

“Oh yeah, Boniadi said that she was gonna be on that one with you. How’d it go?” He gave a smile when she agreed to go. “Good because I already ordered ahead and I don’t want to be the sad looking guy eating two meals alone.”

“It went well thankfully. Just a double knee replacement so at least it was straight forward.” Bridget closed out of her work with a grin on her face. “You ordered for me? Such a gentleman.” She grabbed her wallet and started to follow Tripp out of the hospital. “How has your day been going?”

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tripp-shephard​:

@bridget-wyatt​

“I need food,” Tripp gave a slight whine. “You good for a break?”

“Me too, I’m starving. I was in surgery all morning.” Bridget looked at her paperwork and her current patients. “Yeah I should be for a little bit. Let’s get out of here.”

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11, 18, 29-- Q

11﹕ a  text  sent  from  across  the  room .

You know you're not doing a great job at looking like you're not aout to fall asleep.

18﹕ a  threatening  text .

If you ditch me and don't show up to this function I will tell mom and dad that it actually was you that ran the car into the fence when you were in high school and they'll believe me because you're not here to defend yourself.

29﹕ a  supportive  text .

I'm really proud of you you know? You have so much on your plate and you handle it so well plus you're great to everyone in your life and McCartney is lovely. I'm really proud of you but if you ever do need help you can ask me you know.

@quentin-wyatt

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5, 13, 14-- Tuck

o5﹕ a  text  sent  out  of  anger .

You're such a hypocrite! You want all the relationship things with me but can't give me the parts that I want but then when I act how you do suddenly Im the bad guy when all I want is to be all in with you! I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't, but you don't care. All you care about is what you want and you getting your way. Not me being happy. You're so fucking selfish.

13﹕ an  intoxicated  text .

I'm so pissed at you but you looked so good tongiht and 'm sick of myt bed beign empty so come over and we can for4gegt aboiut it for the nigth

14﹕ a  text  sent  while  half  asleep .

I can't help it, I wish you were here

@tuck-messer

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roxanne--woodruff​:

“And how many of those no parent parties did you have in the Wyatt household?

“Oh a good amount. As far as I know I always got away with it, unless Q knows something that I don’t which is entirely possible. I wasn’t ever around for the parties that he threw when he was in high school, I was always sent to a friends house so I can’t speak for him.”

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cobie-brigance​:

“That almost seems like a compliment,” she laughed lightly. “What made it change?”

“I think I meant it to be one.” Bridget attempted to assure her. “Tuck.” It was the same answer every time and it was so frustrating, it sounded pathetic as it came out of her mouth. “What else is new?” 

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tuck-messer​:

“Okay, I’m not talking about it like every time you’re out that you should be considering in me, but yeah at stuff like this where the chances are higher you are someone that I look for and I don’t think that should really come as surprise.” Despite not being able to give her the commitment that she wanted it wasn’t like he hadn’t shown that she was special to him. “What have I done for you? When have I made you look dumb. I have always been honest with you.”

“That’s what I’m saying! You can’t just pick and choose when you want to care more about me when it’s convenient. Do you not see how messed up that is?” Maybe she should be more considerate, but she refused to apologize for something she didn’t actually consider a slip in judgment. “I know but that doesn’t mean... any time you’re out and I know you’re with another girl I feel dumb. Like how you’re feeling now.”

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tuck-messer​:

“How else am I supposed to take it that you are so caught up in another guy that I was not even a thought on your radius?” He questioned, taking another sip of his drink like that was going to help tame down what he was feeling. “Oh yeah, you seem real sorry,” Tuck rolled his eyes. “Not even close? What does that even mean?”

“Are you seriously trying to tell me that when you’re talking to another girl or you’re out at the bar, you’re constantly thinking about me or wanting me to walk through the door? Because if that’s the case then we really need to re-evaluate what we’re doing here.” Bridget eyed the drink in Tuck’s hand and knew that wasn’t helping, but also that wasn’t anything new. “Because up until now I’ve been discreet, I’ve been good. I’ve never made you look dumb. I don’t actually think you can say the same that you’ve done that for me.” 

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tuck-messer​:

“You didn’t have to say it with the way that you’re implying it,” he reasoned. There was rarely any moment that Tuck didn’t have alcohol in his system but if he had just been slightly more sober none of this would have been coming out. “Why the fuck do you think that I saw you? Because I was looking for you. I basically always do at this shit, so yeah I would have known,” he argued. “Oh I can’t be pissed that you can’t be respectful enough to be a little discreet?”

“No that’s just how you’re reading it. I never said that, I never would.” All she had wanted was to be Tuck’s only girl but that was never going to be a possibility. The moment she acted on it, he got all pissed. It was making her blood boil. “Well I’m sorry you’re upset about it and I’m sorry you saw it, but I didn’t do anything wrong. I’m sorry I didn’t follow your arbitrary words but I haven’t done anything you haven’t done. Not even close.”