We don't know what the injury count is yet
We don't know what the injury count is yet
Wordcount: 3824 words
Fandom: The Pitt (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Relationships: Jack Abbot/Michael "Robby" Robinavitch
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - The West Wing Fusion, Established Relationship, Secret Relationship, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Boys in Love, POTUS Jack, Chief of Staff Robby, Gun Violence
Series: Part 3 of You got a best friend? That's your Chief of Staff
Summary: An assassination attempt leaves Jack struggling to pretend like he's fine.
Jack recognises the sound of the pop pop pop filling the air almost immediately. He was in the military, he served overseas, of course he knows what a gun going off sounds like. His first instinct after all this time is to reach for a weapon that he doesn't have.
The gunfire continues, sharp and loud.
Moments later, he finds himself surrounded by agents who practically carry him to the limo a few feet away and forcibly throw him into the back seat. It takes seconds for them to put all their training into practice and get him to safety.
There's no chance to think or feel. His heart races in his chest. He hears the sirens of the motorcade, driving him at top speed through the streets of DC.
The first thing he's aware of is Henderson by his side, talking fast as his hands slide over Jack's body without invitation, checking him over.
Jack hisses as Henderson's hand slides over something painful. The adrenaline, bitter on his tongue, somehow stopped him from noticing he was hurt. The car is dark, but as he holds up his arm, the flashing lights illuminate red on his arm.
"You're hit!" Henderson grabs at him.
Jack's confused at first, but he pulls at the tear in his sleeve and relaxes.
"It's just a graze," Jack insists, "I'm fine."
Henderson starts speaking into his radio, telling whoever is on the other end to make sure there's a doctor standing by when they reach the White House for a minor wound.
He cares about everyone's safety, but it's Robby he's thinking about as he says it.
"It's chaos back there, we're getting a headcount."
