an: i made this on the bus quickly in honor of the lovely polish songs I've been listening lately
summary: Samira walks in on you singing to baby jane doe
warnings: none other than its not proof read
wc: 230
You were the one who found baby jane doe. The whole thing made you extremely emotional during your shift, everyone noticed. Though only Samira was the one keeping an eye on you for the whole time.
When you had a moment between checking on patients you went to the infant.
You carefully took her into your arms and started humming a song.
Samira was looking for you and she knew where to go. When she entered the room she heard you singing to the baby, "Stokrotka rosła polna, a nas nią szumiał gaj-" you were completely occupied by the baby that was now placed on your chest. Samira slowly went up to you and quietly said, "What are you singing?", you turned around slightly startled but smiled the moment you saw her eyes.
"It's a um polish scouts song...my mom used to sing it to me when I couldn't fall asleep.", she anwsered "I can't understand a word but it's really nice." while she put her hand on your shoulder. "It is...wanna hold her for a bit? I have to check on the pelvis fracture." When Samira nodded a yes she carefully placed the girl in her arms. Giving Samira one last look you left the room. Her eyes focused on the baby in her arms while gently rocking her body, "She's really cool..." she told the baby about you.
an: when i was writing this i was giggling and biting my lips all the time like some dumbass, it was supposed to be only med school au but this turned into some whole origin story lmao, whoever will guess what i was inspired by and referencing throughout the story gets a kiss on the forehead
warnings: swearing, friend loss, mentions of depression, some smut, lmk if i missed anything!
wc: ~3k
Ever since you remember you and Emery Walsh have been best friends, always side by side, word by word, you were inseparable. The clothes you wore were matching, you ate the same ice cream flavor, you always sat next to each other in school.
Emery had a house with a garden where you'd play pirates together, seeking adventures, looking for treasure. Once you fell down tripping on a rock, Emery instantly rushed to you taking your scrapped knee into her hands, your eyes filled with tears due to pain and she noticed right away, "Shhh it's okay, it's a scratch brave pirate, we'll put a bandaid on and continue looking for the gold!". She took your hand and lead you to her parents so they could disinfect the scratch and put on a bandaid. Emery's eyes were carefully scanning every step of how your knee was handled, her hand still holding yours.
When you were finally patched up you asked her "Maybe we could play doctors instead? I don't think I can run." with a big pout on your face. You though she'd be disappointed since she loved playing pirates but no, her eyes lit up instantly, she started leading you to her bedroom where she gathered all her teddy bears and plastic doctor toys. After hours of surgeries on the poor teddy bears your parents came over telling you it's time to go home. And as always that made you extremely unhappy. "It's not your last time playing together girls. You'll see each other at school tomorrow." your parents said. And you did of course.
On october 11th Emery's and yours parents had a fight. A huge one that resulted in changing your school so you could no longer see Emery and her family. You've cried and screamed at them for hours but they did not change their mind. Ever since then, you haven't found another friend wich led you to having depression at the age of 13. You had dreams about her but nothing could make up for her absence in your life.
When you finished high school it was finally time to decide on what you want to do in your life. Your parents wanted you to be a lawyer. Your brain has been filled with memories, pirates, ice cream, teddy bears...surgeries. That's when you decided, medical school it is.
The first few days were extremely hard, your parents helped you move into your dorm room that you shared with a girl named Alycia. She was very nice but she was the exact opposite of what you were now. Her positivity made you nauseous most mornings, you didn't really want to become friends with her or anyone at that, but she made it her special mission to get you to hang out with her more often, but you were stubborn and did not agree to any of her proposals.
Few months passed and you hit probably the hardest point in your life. All of the emotions building up over the years finally got you hard. When you were alone you'd cry for god knows how long, you'd avoid any social interaction that wasn't required by the school, when you came back from class you'd put your headphones on and go to sleep buried under blankets.
One saturday you woke up and overhead Alycia's conversation with someone over the phone, "You know like she's nice and all but like...she doesn't talk or- well she doesn't do anything than go to class and do her homework now that I'm thinking about it. I hate seeing people like that I know I'm not her friend or anything but I just want a roommate that's not depressed.", she hummed few "mhm"'s and ended the conversation. When she turned around you were sitting up, your back against the wall, your eyes pointed at her, "How much of that have you heard?", Alycia said with an akward smile across her face, burning from embarrassment. "Quite a lot I don't know.", you tilted your head waiting for her response, "Okay well heard probably everything... soooo how about we go hang out with my friends after breakfast at the park?", you raised your eyebrows in slight disgust at the thought of socializing with anyone today. "I know you're not into that but I'd hate for my rommate to like throw herself off a roof or something... please?", her comment made you laugh, "I'm not going to throw myself off of anything don't worry but fine alright but it's a one time thing okay?", you got out of your bed leaving the blankets behind and leaned your body on her desk that she was sitting at. She smiled deeply and got up from her chair getting her shower supplies, ready to go to the shared bathroom. "Also I'm not depressed..." You said, definitely not convincing enough as she gave you a knowing look before leaving the room.
"Fuck..." You groaned into your hands at the thought of the decision you just made.
Alycia basically dragged you to the meeting spot, when you arrived she got a text to wich she groaned loudly, "Ughh Em's not gonna make it guys!" she said to the three people sitting on a picnic blanked under a tree, they all made some kind of a disappointed reaction to the news. When they finally noticed you they welcomed you warmly, they looked like they were genuinely happy to meet you. You all introduced yourselves and started having a conversation, well they were having a conversation you just sat there akwardly. Alycia once in a while asked you some questions but wasn't very pressuring about the answers you gave. An hour passed and you felt like your body is swallowing itself, you haven't spoke to anyone in such a long time let alone 4 people. You made up some pathetic excuse and said your goodbyes to everyone. The walk back to your dorm was exhausting giving that you left your headphones in your bed.
In the evenings Alycia finally came back, you were burried under your blankets watching some random movie. You heard her walk in and looked up at her, "Hii! How you doing?", Alycia asked you while taking off her jacket and shoes. "Uh good but overstimulated not gonna lie.", you gave her a little smile, "Yeah I get it, well I'm just gonna say that my friends really liked you even though you said like 10 words in total...but they say you have a good vibe so don't worry.", you thought for a second about your response because well you actually felt kinda good about finally speaking to people that weren't your teachers. "Well um...yeah I kind of enjoyed that actually.", Alycia's expression changed completely, only time you've seen her this excited it was probably when her friend broke up with some guy that Alycia hated. "Well wait till you meet Em, she's busy now but I'll force her into a meeting...", you've put away your laptop to seem more interested in the conversation in hopes that it will end quickly. "She's amazing, she is a bitch at first but don't worry she's all soft and muchy behind that bitch face and all." Alycia laughed at her own words, you just gave her a quick nod. "Okay go sleep now, seriously you look like death." Alycia said to wich you laughed quietly and started watching again.
You'd probably never admit it but Alycia pulled you out of you depression, over two weeks you got to meet her friends better and started hanging out with them more, and they got to know you.
"Oh my gooood, Em can finally meet with us! You're down for that?" Alycia asked you one day after class, "Uh yeah sure.", you smiled warmly at her as you head to your dorm room. "Amazing, I'll let her know." She went on her phone instantly. You did not know anything about this Em they're talking about, but the group talks about her so often with so much emotion she feels like some kind of a legend or something. When you finally arrived at your room you changed your clothes to something more comfortable and tried to make yourself somewhat presentable.
"There she is!" Alycia shouted while basically launching herself at the girl standing in front of her, "Fucking finally Em! I haven't seen you in so long!", the brown haired girl laughed at your roommate and responded, "So where's the star you've forced me to meet?".
Alycia turned around and pointed her open arms on you. You looked at Alycia's friend and holy shit...
"Wait I kinda recognize you..." Em said with a slightly raspy voice. "Yeah... wait Em as in Emery?" you asked yourself more than you asked her. "No fucking way..." Em said, you both stared at each other stunned, Alycia visibly confused looked between you and her. "Yeah, Walsh." Emery anwsered quietly. Both of you tensed up not knowing what to do.
She was the first to reach out, she slowly approached you and hugged you so tightly your organs almost left your body. You whispered a quiet "Hi." into her ear, wrapping your arms around her. The world stopped for a moment, you couldn't hear anything but Emery's breath. You could feel body practically melting into yours. All of the sadness you've felt over the years suddenly lost it's meaning. When you finally pulled away Emery's hands travelled to your face as if checking if you're actually you, "Hi..." her voice was shaky, unsure of what's going through her, her eyes now were buried deep into yours.
"Damn." Alycia mumbled while looking at the both of you.
Ever since you've been reunited you became impossible to separate, whenever you were, Emery was right next to you. You've spend hours talking about what happened during and after the day when you two were broken apart.
Emery would not admit to any of her friends that she loved you. She had feelings for you since childhood and was not able to forget them through the years of your absence. She had a few girlfriends but they never meant much. So when she saw you, it was literally a dream come true. Emery had spent hours listening to you, giving you loving looks and gentle touches in hopes that you loved her too. Of course you did love her, how could you not. But you were scared, scared that if you tell her she'll disappear again.
Today was Alycias birthday, there was a party at some park. Everyone got drunk or high. You couldn't stop looking at Emery through your drunken state. People noticed and teased you about it. Your friend group that was now containing 5 people sat under a tree on dried out grass. You and Emery were sitting right next to each other arms brushing, knees touching. At some point the alcohol hit you hard. You leaned on her for support, your head on her shoulder. Emery was mumbling something to you but you did not register a single word. Instead of answering whatever she said you whispered to her, "Can you kiss me Emery?" her eyes now were basically glowing. She tilted her head while putting her hand on your chin. Emery placed the most gentle kiss you could possibly imagine. Her soft lips caught yours like she was trying inhale your soul through the kiss. People shouted some words at you but none of that mattered. Only thing that was important to you was you best friend that is kissing you with so much overwhelming passion you're scared she'll break apart when you pull away, "How about we go to my dorm?", you whisper in between the brakes you get for air. Without a second thought Emery pulled you both up and dragged you to your dorm. The second the door closed she pushed you against a wall kissing you hard. Her hands were trailing yout body, grabbing your clothes at some places, Emery was a whimpering mess, all those years of unprovided love its now bursting through her body. You can feel the her hot breath on your clothed skin. Your own body now bursting with heat and lust. Your bodies are merging into one, Emery is guiding you towards your bed, when the back of your knees hit the mattress you both slowly lower yourself onto it. You quickly take of your shirts, your bras coming off next. Emery's mouth trails down to your breast, slowly devouring your skin. You put your head back, your back automatically arching towards her mouth. When she takes your nipple into her teeth you moan silently, "God Emery..." You whisper as your breath hitched. She takes it as a praise, following her thoughts, her hands go down to your pants unbuttoning them. "Can I?" She asks for permission while looking into your eyes. "Of course." You anwser quickly, Emery takes immediate action, her hand gently guides off the pants with your help by elevating your hips high enough to get rid of the clothing. Emery's lips meet yours again as she slides her fingers onto you clit, rubbing tight circles on it. Her mouth now all over you, breasts, shoulders, face, everywhere she could reach she placed a kiss there. "Let me take care of you 'k?" Emery's needy words made you wetter by the second, your body completely filled with butterflies, breath unstedy as you felt Emery slowly going down on you. She positioned herself between your legs, giving your thighs wet kisses. Your hands traveled to her hair as soon as she took your folds into her mouth, sucking vigorously. You could feel her moaning into you, the vibrations she sent through felt like electricity. "You're doing so good Em..." Your words made shivers run through her body, that made her more eager to satisfy you. Her hands went up to your breasts massaging them gently. You were at the edge, she could feel it, when she gave a few rough licks on you, your whole body tensed up, she guided you through your orgasm. Your body collapsed on the bed, she wiped her mouth quickly and laid next to you. Your faces were few inches apart when you said, "Now... it's your turn." a smirk appeared on her face, "No..." she answered, "I want to please you too Emery." you put your hand on her cheek, "You can please me by letting me hold you yeah?", you thought for a second, not wanting to push her too much you agreed to the plan. Through the whole night you were in Emery's arms, your naked bodies pressed against each other.
Few days after that night you officially we're in a relationship. You haven't told anyone but they just knew you two had something going on. Every day you spent studying in each others beds. You took clinics in the same hospitals.
"Alright pirate let's get out of here." Emery said as she gathered her things, ready to leave the library, "Pirate?" your brows scrunched together.
"Mhm." She shot you a quick smile, "Take your things or I will.", so you gathered all your stuff and stood next to her. "You're extremely beautiful you know?" you said to wich she giggled.
It was the day of your clinical rotation wich of course you took with Emery, you both headed to the hospital and started your day at 6 am. It was tiring, the staff required a shit ton of stuff from the both of you. You knew you were good at what you were doing, you also knew she was better and you were so proud of her that through all the years she still wanted to help people and that she still cared to provide someone the best care possible. She always thanked you when you said you were proud and encouraged her more to do even better, you always replied with "I want you to be happy love...and I know that you will do so much good to people and oh my lord I just can't wait to see you be independent as a doctor.", "Does that turn you on?" Emery asked once with a grin on her face, "Hell yeah." you replied and kissed her. She remembers your words every time she doubts herself whenever she made a mistake.
"I just need to know Walsh..." Jack Abbot started when Emery entered the trauma room for the third time this shift, "Who are you actually nice to?", a huge smirk appeared on her face shooting you a glance across the room, "My wife." Jack raised his eyebrows in confusion as both of you continued to work on the patient. "Okay stabilize him and I'll get to OR ready...see you later pirate!" She said while leaving the room, you gave her a quick thumbs up and looked at Abbot with a mischievous smile.
an: thank you everyone for liking and reblogging my work im so grateful!! you guys don't even know how much writing for her helps my mind...
summary: the night shift wives joke got outta hand, at least for Emery
wc: ~300
Everyone in the ER call you and Dr Emery Walsh "The wives".
It started when Jack said, "You are not married guys, stop fighting.", while you both argued on what treatment is best for the patient. When the patient was deteriorating Emery sarcastically comented, "Well my dear wife will you make a decision or should I go in already?", you let out a loud scoff and put your hand up in surrender gesture and for her response Emery immediately started barking orders at people.
You found it quite amusing so you decided to play a little game. Every single time Emery came on your case you'd greet her with "There's my wife!", she'd roll her eyes usually. Sometimes when it got too quiet you'd say "What are we having for dinner tonight honey?", everyone was dead silent waiting for Emery's response, to what she'd say "Maybe we could eat some "shut up and focus"?" with an annoyed expression on her face. Nobody else but you and Jack would find this little feud funny. Most of the times Jack has to hold in his laugh to wich Emery would give him a look. But you on the other hand? Absolutely no shame in your words.
And that was what made this so infuriating for Emery. No one in her career would try to piss her off as much as you do.
One time she got so mad at you that after it she actually started replying to your jokes. When she was leaving with a patient you quickly shouted "See you at home!", to what she replied "Don't bother changing clothes I'm gonna rip them off anyway.", the casualty in her voice left everyone stunned. You and Jack looked at each other for a good few seconds analyzing what the hell just happened.
And it went on and on. Yours and Emery's interactions became like a tv show to most of the doctors and nurses. You overheard Jack and Robby once talking about how was the night shift, Robby asked "The wives been fighting much?", Jack laughed "No they've been really polite, I think the couples therapy helped them." both of the attendings laughed while going their own directions. When Jack stopped by you to ask something you added, "How do you know we've been in therapy with Dr Walsh?" Jack was absolutely mesmerized by your level of involvement in pissing off Dr Walsh.
Emery Walsh had just failed a standard surgery. It would be so easy she could do it with her eyes closed. But there was a fuck up. A few actually and the patient didn't make it.
She couldn't believe it. How could she screw up so bad?
Emery went straight to the bathroom locking herself in a stall. You've heard what happened from a nurse and without a second thought you went looking for her.
When you found her, she just confirmed she's in there with a quick "yeah". You didn't know what to say and neither did she.
You mumbled a quiet "I'm here.", then silence creeped in. Silence so loud the air felt heavy, the bathroom lights felt too bright, the floor too cold,
you sat on it, your back against the wall, looking at the stall in front of you, and the only thing you saw were Emery's legs, both shaking, her shoes tapping on the floor over and over.
Emery was in the stall of over an hour, poeple came in and out of the bathroom but you kept still, not saying a word, even though people gave you looks.
At some point she came out, you could see a forced smile on her face and her eyes red. Before you could even stand up she gave you a quick tap with her shoe to your leg and disappeared through the door.
an: im back with writing for reals, ive got hundreds of ideas only amputation of my arms would stop me(it wouldnt)
summary: after the pittfest incident you and your girlfriend come back home and she has trouble expressing what she needs from you
warnings: swearing, fluff to angst to fluff, emery being mean due to emotions, lmk if i missed anything!
wc: ~700
You and Emery work together in the PTMC, you're a nurse in the surgery department, she's a surgeon. You both came in unusually motivated to work but not long after you came you got notified about a mass casualty in the ER that got you running on adrenaline all night long.
When you finally get home after the excruciating hours of surgeries, you both go straight to the couch, disregarding the no scrubs in home rule you two made. You throw yourself on one side of the couch waiting for Emery to get the other side, but to your surprise she literally lays down on you.
Emery has always been a words over touch person in a relationship, she loved to kiss you and keep herself close next to you but was never really into cuddling and holding each other.
So you don't say a word, maybe because you have absolutely no willpower to say anything after the awful shift, but mostly because you don't want to scare her off. You gently wrap your arm around her waist and wait for her response.
There's none though, other than the tired sigh that escapes her lungs.
You feel her melting into you, feeling her full bodyweight on your body. Emery's hand heavily moves to your shoulder and grips your scrub shirt tightly, almost as she's scared you'll move.
The sun is rising. You feel the hot sun on your eyes that comes in through the window of your shared apartment.
"Am I crushing you?" Emery asks quietly looking somewhere around the room.
"Just a bit." You kiss the top of her head in hopes she will appreciate the truth but still decides to keep herself on you. And to your disappointment she does in fact get of off you. She sits on the opposite side of the couch keeping her eyes on you.
Her hands travel to her face, groaning loudly the second it's covered away from you.
"Em...you need to talk?" Calm words leave your mouth, she answers defensively "No. Do you?" Her tone way too aggressive for your liking.
"Okay I know a lot happened but there's no reason for you to snap at me." Emery immediately after hearing your words stands up and walks over to the bathroom locking herself in. "Fuck, alright." You mumble to yourself confused at what your girlfriend did.
Emery is snappy. You know it. Everyone knows. It doesn't change the fact that her action did sting your heart a bit.
Emery doesn't leave the bathroom for half an hour, during that time you changed clothes and made some food for both of you.
"Food is on the table!" You shout loud enough for her to hear through the closed doors, your voice emotionless.
She doesn't come out for another ten minutes, but when she finally leaves she sits on the chair next to you. Looking at her food you can almost hear her thoughts rushing through her head.
"Sorry. I don't know what that was..." Her eyes meet yours, you can see how glassy they are, bags under them.
"Yeah me neither." You offer a warm smile to let her know you're not mad at her.
"I- I'm just fucking tired and got so overwhelmed and everything just felt too much, and my body feels like a fucking brick, I just had to get some space, I'm sorry really...I-" You interrupt her quickly, "Hey it's okay. I know. I'm not mad Emery, this shift was hell and affected all of us. I'm not mad at you for listening to your body okay?" You offer your hand on the table for her to hold, and she does, while your fingers interlock she takes a sip of water you put next to her plate.
"I can't believe you're my girlfriend." The corners of her mouth turn into a smile, "Like I think anyone else would ditch me with all of my bossiness and shit."
"Yeah well call me crazy but I'm quite into that." She rolls her eyes at you, tough the giggle that escapes from her makes your whole body turn into butterflies.
I'm an absolute sucker for the secret marriage plots
And a switch up in her attitude when talking to Abbot vs her wife or smth?
Pretty please with a cherry on top 🥰🥹
Emery Walsh x fem!resident!reader
slight Jack Abbot x friend!reader
an: thank youuuuu for the request! i hope you like it i actually sat for two hours to make it as perfect as i can😌 i had fun making this ngl
warnings: assault on reader- nothing graphic, swearing, medical inaccuracies, tell me if i missed something!
wc: ~1.7k
You and Emery have been married for a little over 6 months. You both agreed to keep it a secret in the hospital.
You're a third year resident at PTMC and you've met Dr Walsh on your first night shift as a intern. She took an interest in you within the first seconds of seeing you. Something about you being so well mannered around the more experienced doctors yet still brave enough to ask questions and give your opinions.
Over the years you started taking night shifts more and more until you finally switched to nights.
Your first date with Emery was two days after you had an accident that included you being assaulted by a drunk woman in triage. She got you pretty bad... She punched you hard right in the sternum, the impact caused you to fall over and hit the back of your head on the wall. That left you with a minor concussion, millions of tests, the whole ER department checking on you and oddly a surgical consult. Jack said it's for precaution, "You may have internal bleeding. I know you're tired of the check-ups but your vitals are concerning, ok?"
"I don't think she had enough power in her vodka powered hands to actually do much damage." You sigh and furrow your brows in frustration. "You have a concussion though, don't you?!" Jack said with enough tiredness in his voice that you just decided to lay down and wait for the consult.
It isn't odd that you see Dr Walsh during your nights. Happens quite ofter actually as you take most of the traumas now. "You're fast, thoughtful and a good team player." That's how Jack excused himself for always taking you with the incoming traumas but you definitely heard him telling Robby at the handoffs that you're his favorite intern, once or twice.
Lena escorted Dr Walsh to your room and the examination begun.
"So you had fun I heard?" Emery walks in with a sarcastic comment as usual.
"Yeah fantastic." You anwser tilting your head slightly as a habit, whenever you find something intriguing, that haunts you since childhood.
"Okay so your head CT is normal, you have a slight concussion and a chest pain?" She check's to be sure, definitely not trusting Abbot's words.
"Yup. Got hit pretty hard." At the excessive pronunciation of the word you chest stung you like crazy making you wince in pain.
"Okay they did and ultrasound?" She asked but your answer wasn't really needed as ahe already got the ultrasound machine ready for you. You closely look at her and study how she moves it around.
"You're planning on doing what now exactly?" You raise your eyebrows.
"An ultrasound obviously." She answers without looking at you, setting up all stuff necessary for the exam. You mumble a quick 'mhm' and say, "I'm gonna have to undress if you don't plan on cutting my bra off."
"Then what are you waiting for?" She finally looks at you. It's not that you never had check-ups where you had to take your shirt off or you yourself cut like hundreds of shirts of off people when needed. But Dr Walsh is your collegue and a coworker it feels just...not right for you.
"Soooooo...?" She stares at you with her eyebrows raised in a questioning maner.
"Yeah..." You sigh and start taking your shirt off, when your hands were at the height of your shoulders, you felt as if someone stabbed you right between you lungs, "Motherfucker!" you hiss in pain.
"Want me to cut it off?" You mumble another curse under your breath after her comment, your heartbeat speeding up, betraying you on the monitors.
"No I got it." You say way more defensively than you wanted.
"Okayyy..." As you finally take off your shirt and bra, Emery spots a huge purple-ish bruise on your chest and she stops in her steps, 'That will hurt...' she thinks, "Okay this may hurt, are we rawdogging it or do you want some morphine?" You look at her once again surprised by the level of compassion coming from her towards you.
"Just do it, I have stuff to go back to." Emery mumbles another "okay" and proceeds with the ultrasound. It's so painful you rethink your decline on the morphine.
"You're not going anywhere though, you know that?" She says while studying the images in front of her. You scoff at her words wich you yet again regret while your chest reminds you at what state it is, your face scrunching in response.
"Yeah exactly." You don't realize when she managed to see how you reacted at the pain but somehow she did.
After another few painful minutes she finally finishes up and offers you a paper towel to clean up all the gel from your chest. "Okay so everything looks quite good other from the giant bruise. My recommendation is that you stay here for few hours to monitor the concussion and then few days at home." She offers you a quick smile before disappearing behind the cutrain.
When you're finally all dressed you hear someone coming in yet again. "Okay so uh, stay here, police will be soon to ask few questions and take your statement." Jack explains as you lay on the incredibly uncomfortable hospital bed.
"Was Walsh really necessary?" You cut to the most important question for you, "Uh, yes. I need the best when my intern is hurt." He nods quickly, "Did you just call Walsh "the best"?" something sounding like a giggle escapes your mounth wich you open in amusement.
"Yeah don't- don't tell her I said that." He pats your knee quickly before walking out to consult on a patient.
After that it's pure history... praising comments about your work, talking way more during the quick moments when she consults on your patient, finally hanging out outside work, dates, first sex...and now you're married.
You're honetly so surprised no one cought up that you've been in a relationship with Emery for so long. You're lucky you may say. When the day shift finally leaves you're already buried with patients and paperwork.
"Hey incoming trauma, penetration with a forein object in the abdomen. You're with me." Jack Abbot quickly informs you, signaling with his hand to come with him. You stand up from the desk that the computer is on and move quickly grabbing a pair of gloves.
When the paramedics arrive with a woman on the gurney you quickly move to side with them, "What we got?" You look at the wound and head to the trauma room.
"45 year old caucasian woman, Laura Casey, wandering drunk around a construction site when a pole fell down of a building and penetrated her abdomen. We don't know how deep it went, no exit wound. Hypertensive with mild tachycardia at 165/98 pulse 110." The paramedic says to Abbot knowing he's in charge between you two. When you finally placed the woman on the table you looked at her face to check her pupils, 'oh shit' you mumble loud enough for everyone in the room to hear you. "What's wrong?" Abbot shouts to you. "That's the woman that attacked me few years back-" Your words get interrupted as the surgery consult comes in.
"What we got?" Dr Walsh comes in and takes her place between you and Jack.
"Laura Casey, was taling a stroll around the construction site drunk when a pole fell down and pierced her abdomen." You say way too quick for what Emery and Jack expected, "Hey you good on this?" Abbot quickly checks up on you, "Why wouldn't she be?" Emery asks as she looks at you in confusion, already preparing a punchline for Dr Abbot, "That's the woman that attacked me on triage years back." You sigh as you check all her vitals. Emery's eyes fall wide open but she quickly focuses on the case again.
"What are the orders?" She asks, and when Abbot starts to recite what the woman needs he gets quickly interrupted by the surgeon. "I'm asking your resident." Her tone monotone, making Jack roll his eyes.
"We need an ultrasound, chest CT, blood work, toxscreen and security in case she decides to assault someone here again when she wakes up." You offer a sarcastic smile to everyone that's looking at you.
"Good. Nice work, stabilize the patient send the images and I'll get the OR ready." Emery says as she starts walking out and on her way out she never forgets to whisper a 'nice job' to you. You tilt your head immediately at the praise coming from your wife, "Why do you go all lovey dovey on my resident but leave none of that to me?" Jack jokes as Walsh walks out, "She doesn't bother me as much as you do!" She walks out with a huge grin on her face.
"When did you two get so close?" He asks you as the nurses take Laura to the CT, "I didn't realize we got close Dr Abbot. Why? You noticed anything?" You say trying cover your marriage with sarcasm.
"Uh, kinda." He shakes his head quickly and walks out with you as you two take off your protective gear, heading towards your own directions.
You hear a notification coming from your phone so you check immediately guessing it's Emery.
Em<3:
Hey you sure you're alright? Is that really the woman?
You:
Yup, I'm fine love
Also careful Abbot may be catching up on us
Em<3:
Okay I'm gonna start being fake mean to you.
You:
You can just yk not compliment my every move in the room with him
or anyone at that
Em<3:
We'll talk about it over breakfast♥️
You:
I had other plans for breakfast
Em<3:
Please don't say another word
You don't want to see anyone seeing you blush at your own dirty thoughts
an: You ask I give. It's kinda short...but soon I'll be staring something longer. Let me know if you like it guys and if you want moore<3 Also I got slightly inspired by one post i absolutely cannot find right now but just so you know!
summary: aftercare with emery walsh
warnings: after sex talk, swearing, gender not mentioned, no use of y/n, english is noty first language!
"Fuck Emery." You sigh as you lay down next to your girlfriend on the bed. Both your breathes are slowing down, the mattress sinking you in.
Instinctively your bodies find each other yet again, fingers intertwined, legs tangled up.
The room smells of sweat and a hint of vanilla from the candles that are the only source of light.
Emery's hand lands on your wrist, it's her reflex at this point, checking your pulse to see if you're heart won't explode from the amount of orgasms she just gave you.
Your eyes land on her face, scanning every smallest detail.
"You're so fucking pretty you know?" You smile as you stare into her eyes. "Like sometimes I actually wanna bite you and all." She laughs out loud at your words.
"You want to what?" Emery raised an eyebrow at your words.
"I say." You move your mouth towards her neck. "Sometime I really wanna fuckin' bite you." You say slowly as you gently take the thin skin of her neck into your teeth.
Emery can't help but moan at the gentle tug of her sensitive skin.
"You're extremely weird you know that?" She exhales with her raspy voice.
You mumble a quiet "mhm" and start sucking on her neck.
"No. No no." She quickly pulls away and puts her hand on your chin.
"Why not? You can cover it up?" You smirk at the thought of her showing herself off with a hickey displayed on her neck that was made by you.
"I thought we agreed on no hickeys." She scrunched her eyebrows together.
"Agreements can be changed and negociated and all." You try to kiss her lips but her firm grip on your chin is stopping you.
"You've already made like a thousand bruises on my legs...and belly...and thighs...and my fucking chest babe you're gonna be fine." You groan dissatisfied.
She pulls you two together down on the pillows once again. Emery's eyes involuntarily start closing. At the sight, you place the most gentle kiss on her forehead and tuck your hand somewhere on her waist.
"Goodnight." You whisper into her ear.
"I love you." You can barely hear her voice as she drifts into sleep.
Summary: You're really really pissed off after a fight with Mike and Vanessa comforts you.
Warnings: Cursing, Mike Schmidt being an ass
Note: I made this while being super mad at people it's my way of trying not to lash out on anyone so theres probably a few mistakes!
You're so mad. Like actually fucking mad you're barely able to sit still. You can't remember the last time someone that has made you so mad. But Mike managed to do that.
You came back to your shared apartment and sat on the couch. Minutes that felt like hours passed by and Vanessa was finally home. She said hi but you knew if you'd respond to her it'll probably sound like a curse at her so you stayed silent.
"Hellooo? You there?" Vanessa says as she takes off her shoes and wanders slowly to the living room.
"Mhm." The sigh that escapes your mouth can tell that you're not feeling particularly happy at the moment.
"Are you okay?" She drops herself on the couch next to you, your shoulders and thighs touching each other.
"I need a moment okay?" You sound way more aggressive that you intented wich makes Vanessa scooch away from you just enough not to be touching your side.
"Okay..." She said quickly and closed her mouth thinking of what to do.
After few seconds of totally akward silence you turn to look at her. She's had a bad day at work, you can tell by how her eyes are slowly tearing up.
"I'm sorry love." You force a smile and put your hand on her shoulder. She didn't say another word just carefully but incredibly fast moved to you and cuddled into your chest.
"Hey I'm sorry I just...ugh I exchanged few words with Mike that made me want to fucking kill him." You explain quickly.
"What did you fight about?" Vanessa's voice is weak. Not like her usual bubbly self.
"He complimented my "abilites" as your partner." You explain sarcastically.
"What do you mean?"
"He said I can't treat you right and he'd do so so much better and basically that I'm shit and he's the best."
"Oh, well that's bullshit." She looks up staring into your eyes.
"Doesn't mean I don't want to punch him you know." Your hand lands on her hair stroking it carefully.
"I love you. Mike doesn't know shit and you're the best thing that happened to me... nothing can change that." She smiles and finally relaxes into your body warmth.
"I love you too. But if he says one more word I swear he won't come out with straight nose." She giggled way too loud that she intended. And that made you laugh. You crawl around and place the most gentle kiss on her soft lips wich she returns with gratitude.
when you and Vanessa had a huge fight you were getting the silent treatment for like a week and she doesn't know how to apologize because both of you don't even remember what the fight was about. One day she came back home with a donut and very very akwardly asked you if you want to cuddle on the couch and watch some movie.
"What do you want to watch?" You ask trying to not sound pissed off
"Maybe like the um... Marriage Story that we started watching, the one with Scarlett Johansson?" She plays with the bag in her hands
"Sure...but only if we don't get divorced after we watch it." You slip a joke to lighten the mood
She giggles and smiles genuinely, "Yeah okay."
So for the rest of the day you two watch the movie and cuddle and talk.
Both of you don't even feel the need to apologize anymore as everything feels just right, again.
I seriously need to finish this movie fr cuz i actually don't know how it ends...😬
Okay so I died for a while there and to make up for it I have some Vanessa/Vanessa x reader headcanons!
Those are extremely random okay?
• She gets mad and grumpy when she's sleepy. Like extremely. Mostly because when she's tired all of her thoughts are storming through her mind and she just wants to go to sleep so they can end :(
• She does not like small talk. She much more enjoys sitting on the couch together, maybe reading or watching some tv while a comfortable silence fills the room.
• Vanessa does not enjoy fancy restaurants. They remind her of all the horrible dates she had in the past. She prefers a simple walk around the park or a small local cafeteria.
• Talking of cafeteria. She loves black coffee, one sugar. Especially in the morning. The milk makes her even more nauseous than she already is in the mornings.
• Big spoon or small? None. She'd rather sleep on your chest listening to your steady heartbeat, it calms her so much.
• She hates pizza. Not because of the taste. It's the memories. Once you mentioned pizza for dinner and she literally had a physical reaction to that word.
• She has horrendous migranes due to stress. They happen every few days and only thing that works for her is laying down on the cold bathroom tile floor with absolutely no lights. You feel so bad for her and only thing you can do to help at the moment is just be as quiet as possible in the house.
That's it thank you. It's all I was thinking about lately without forcing it😋
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