emery walsh meets her first wife, lacy, in her first year of undergrad at boston university. they date for years and then get married a month before they graduate and emery is deployed.
lacy is the perfect military wife. she has a job, calls emery whenever emery has a chance, and sends mail. but her deepest fear is that emery will not come home at all. she will never get the true domestic life she wants.
the day emery comes home is the happiest day of lacy's life. emery has ptsd and flashbacks and nightmares, but she is there for every moment. lacy rocks emery to sleep after nightmares, drives her to support group, calms her down during panic attacks, helps her study for the mcat, makes her a cake when she gets accepted into med school, and is perfectly happy to move to pennsylvania for upenn. emery is a planet, and lacy is the sun keeping her in orbit. life is good and domestic, and they live paycheck to paycheck but that's ok because at least they are together.
lacy dies in an eight-car pile-up on the highway four years later (during emery's ms4 year).
emery finds out during her cardiology rotation, which is ironic because she thinks her heart stops. she goes home early that day and doesn't come back for another three days. the only reason she eats or showers is because yolanda (a friend from med school forums, ms2) comes over and makes her. after those three days, she goes back to rotations and finishes the year. then she hops right into her residency and just keeps going because stopping would mean thinking and processing. she shuts off her emotions at work and becomes emery walsh, the incredibly competent surgery resident that scares all the others.
five years later, after she's moved to pittsburgh, her residency is over, and she's started her fellowship, she meets samira. her emotions are completely divided between pure guilt over someone coming after lacy and pure joy because no one has made her feel this way since lacy.
(does loving samira mean she doesn't love lacy? does it mean she's forgotten about her?)
years later, she will have mostly moved past it, but the thought will still nag her.
samira knows about lacy and leaves emery alone on lacy's birthday and death day. emery always takes the day off and goes to sit by her grave, alone. she brings flowers and cries and goes home and sleeps alone. samira knows lacy existed, but she did not know lacy.
after they have been dating for a year and a half, samira asks emery if she can come with her on one of her smaller visits to lacy. emery is surprised but she says yes. it's kind of nice to have samira there as she cries. not saying anything or touching her, but there nonetheless as a silent i'm here for you. afterwards, samira drives her home and makes her hot chocolate and gives her a cookie she'd made earlier in the week.
this is the first time that it hits emery that samira does not resent her for having a wife or a life partner before her. she is happy to share emery's love.
as the years go by and they get married, samira occasionally goes with emery to the short visits. during the day-long ones during lacy's birthday and deathday samira packs her meals and water and is always waiting when she gets home. emery's favorite part about it is that samira never expects anything from her on these days.
when they have kids, samira makes sure they know that it's a rough day for your mom, so make sure to give her a hug before school and it's not your fault if she's sad. emery feels bad that she's so closed off on these days, even decades later, and ends up whispering to her kids that mom isn't mad at you and you didn't make her sad. mom loves you so much. it's a rough day for mom but she loves you and her sadness isn't your responsibility.
emery knows that samira cares about her--and by extension her grief about lacy, but she figures that samira only thinks about lacy as an extension of emery, a fragment of grief rather than her own person.
until one day samira tags along to a visit to the grave. she sits with emery while she talks, rubs her back like she always does when she comes. when emery mumbles into between tears that she wants to take a lap alone samira says of course i'll be right here.
when emery gets in distance of the grave ten minutes later, samira is still sitting there, but her mouth is moving. i just wanted to say thank you for making her her, i wish i could have met you, thank you for trusting me with her. the words are spoken in a low voice, and emery can tell that she has only witnessed half of the conversation, but it hits her nevertheless.
she loves samira so much, but another devastating wave of love for her hits emery in that moment. she finds herself running the rest of the distance back to samira and pulling her into the biggest bone crushing, snotty hug she's ever given.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I’m doing it. I saw a post about farmer McKay x farmer’s daughter Vic and now we’re here. Not sure how many chapters they’re gonna be but I am so pumped.
There’s also going to be background Mellis and other characters/ships that are tbd.
Summary:
Victoria Javadi hopes that a new set of farmhands, one of whom is Cassie McKay, will make her life a bit more enjoyable.
Chapters: 5/5
Fandom: The Pitt (TV)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Victoria Javadi/Cassie McKay
Characters: Victoria Javadi, Cassie McKay, Dennis Whitaker, Trinity Santos, Baran Al-Hashimi, Harrison (The Pitt)
Additional Tags: Victoria Javadi Has a Crush, Cassie McKay's Gold Chain, Trinity Santos & Dennis Whitaker Friendship, Baran Al-Hashimi and Trinity Santos crumbs, Hucklerobby Crumbs, Trinity Santos plays wing woman of the year, baby sitter javadi, Eventual Smut, First Kiss, Getting Together, hucklerobby-ish but also dennis is a young queer man looking for fun and robby is on his own healing journey, definitely smut, Mild Hurt/Comfort
Summary:
She’d figured working on her birthday would go smoothly; only a few knew that it was her birthday. To everyone else, it was just another day in The Pitt.
Trinity had texted her at midnight: Happy b-day, Crash. Den and I owe you a drink.
Victoria knew that Trinity knowing meant Princess and Perlah also knew. Those three worked faster than light traveled.
Cassie knew too, she’d learned one night Victoria was babysitting Harrison and he’d asked so he could add it to the family calendar that hung in their kitchen. He’d also insisted on adding a star sticker to the date. He’d even made Cassie and Victoria both promise that they’d get ice cream and watch a movie the Saturday after her birthday. So, today, Victoria Javadi was going to work for 15 hours and tomorrow, Victoria Javadi was going to Cassie McKay’s, walking to get ice cream – before dinner, because that’s what should happen on one’s birthday – and staying for dinner and a movie. A definitely not date, with her definitely older, definitely not, crush and her son. No big deal.
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