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“I will say this generation of doctors and nurses aren’t like they used to be back in the day.”

“You don’t say? How so, Peters?” Dana’s eyes swept away from the screen to followMonica’s form as she continued to pack up. Her eyes twitched in annoyance, her hands itching for the now-empty pack of nicotine gum in her pocket. She was contemplating stopping her before she even began, knowing full well what she was going to say and how she had been treating Emma and the young kids.

“Fucking snowflakes, every single one of them.” Monica laughed as she opened up her own pack of cigarettes, counting them quickly before shoving them in her scrub jacket, “Weak-minded and a bunch of pussies. Thinkin they know every god damn thing like they are God’s fucking chosen cattle or something and can’t take a fucking punch from a patient.”

“Oh, yeah?” Dana gritted her teeth as she leaned against the counter, slowly dragging her nails into the file in front of her, “Ya don’t say? But I wouldn’t blame the kids for knowing their stuff or having to accept being attacked by a patient because they were ‘unsatisfied’ or if they received horrible news. Times are changin’ and we should be goin' along with it.”

“I’ve heard about what happened to l you last year, Dana.” Monica pointed out flatly as she folded her arms against her broad chest, “Now I’m not saying it's right, but Jesus Fucking Christ, you knew what you signed up for.”

“I did not sign up to have my face punched in because he wasn’t seen. Emma did not sign up for being strangled by checking in on a patient.” Dana seethed, feeling the anger that was lingering in her chest starting to boil to the surface, “This is not what we signed up for, Monica. Now I already have Robby on my ass about this. I don’t need you to do it too.”

~~~From "The Collapse, and Thereof" Chapter 3: Desperation

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A Good Omens/Treasure Planet fusion, written by @darkshadows93​ with art by me!

“Inspired by the ‘Loot of Thousand Worlds” sixteen-year-old Adam Young stumbles upon a golden apple that leads him on an intergalactic treasure hunt to find the legendary treasure trove of Captain Agnes Nutter. Instead of finding the ‘Loot of Thousand Worlds’, Adam finds that family is the most important treasure of all.”

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Part of @do-it-with-style-events​‘ Reverse Big Bang!

[darkshadows93]

I finally watched the Season 2 finale and I have thoughts and feelings.

As someone who has and is currently struggling with mental health problems and works in the medical field, the talks that Robby had between Abbot, Duke, and Langdon felt right. They felt real and concise. But what really hit me was the scene at the end with Baby Jane Doe. Robby's monologue to the baby hit me so hard that I am still crying. I felt like he was talking to me. I felt seen.

I felt... loved. I don't know why people are saying the finale was underwhelming. I don't see why people hate it. I thought it was perfect, and it is probably going to be with me for a very long time.

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“Alright, alright. I’ll see what I can do.” Abbot hummed loudly as he nervously looked down at the crying baby, “But he’s a grown-up, Dana. He’s going to choose what and when he’s going to listen.”

“He’s acting like a child.”

“No, he’s acting like a grown-up who needs to go on a vacation.”

“A vacation with death, I’d supposed.”

“Dana… sweetheart,” Jack moaned as the baby’s cries seemed to soften to whimpers against his chest. He groaned, shifting his shoulder from the newfound dampness pooling in his breast pockets, “What do you want me to say? He’s not going to listen.”

“Try something! Put him on a 302 or do what you do best– talk to him! How many times has he talked you away from the ledge? Can you at least do that? Can you at least make him promise to come back in one piece?”

“Of course, I will. You, I will. But he…” Jack paused as he glanced down at the baby, who started to doze off again, “he doesn’t like to listen to me half the time either.”

“Then make him Jack Abbott. Make him listen to you or find someone who will.”

“And who, per tell, are you suggesting, Dana? I’m usually the last resort to get Robby to say anything that doesn’t revolve around work.” Jane cooed loudly as she reached out and promptly stuck her fingers in Jack’s mouth. He coughed out a laugh at the attempt, pulling her fingers out of his mouth and patted her back, “Stand down, recruit. No need to put your fingers in questionable orifices, now, ma’am.”

“You know who.” Dana shot him a look with a nervous smile

“Whitaker?” Abbot choked out, meeting Dana’s sharp look as she met him in the center of the room, “ Dana, come on, just because Robby has this ridiculous crush on his kid and won’t admit it doesn’t mean that we should throw him in the fire.”

“We are all burning under these flames, Jack. Robby is dead set on burning us down with him. We can either extinguish these flames or be consumed by them. If you can’t get to him, maybe the kid can."

“And if he doesn’t?” Jack asked honestly as Dana took Jane from his arms and laid her in the bed, “What do we do then?”

“I…” Dana whimpered as she tucked in the baby, lowering her head in short prayer as she cried to herself “I don’t know, Jack. I really… don’t know.”

~~~ from Chapter 4 "Distraction" of The Collapse, and Thereof

[darkshadows93]

I have a feeling I know where Dennis' badge is. I have a feeling it's on or around Robby's bike somewhere, and Robby is going to find it when he finally leaves during the finale. He just didn't notice it at first because it's his escape. Maybe it's my wishful thinking for the ship

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“Robby,” Dennis shook his head, sucking in a harsh breath as he glanced up towards the dark sky while fireworks flickered above them, “Why did you tell me I could keep it if you don’t come back?” Robby paused, neither of them pulling away from the proximity of their bodies, their hands still entwined with the note and set of keys acting as a barrier. His brown furrowed, forming deep ridges as he silently pondered, lips opened in hesitation, and he released a bitter laugh, “I…. Things tend to happen out on the open road. Unexpected things like accidents, medical emergencies, getting lost in the woods…”  He didn’t have to finish the sentence for Dennis to know what he was saying. He felt Dennis' hand tighten beneath his own; he couldn’t bear to look at his perfect sky-blue eyes out of disappointment. Robby didn’t have to look up to see the shocked expression before it metamorphosed into the stoic clinician stare.  “But are you planning on coming back?” “I don’t know, kid,” Robby admitted softly, “There are not a lot of things left for me here. I-” “I want you to stay,” Dennis cut in, desperately pausing before quickly finishing, “If that matters.” “You don’t know what you want, Whitaker,” Robby whined in a low, anguished breath “Maybe, I don’t.” Dennis shrugged in agreement, “But I’m trying to give you a reason to stay, if not that, just a reason to come back home.”

~~ from Reason to Stay on A03

[darkshadows93]

“I'm fine.” The words came out harsher than he wanted. The whole week, he had been more testy, wound up tighter than a spring ready to implode. Santos had once joked it was his man period, but even she didn't know the whole story.  In reality, he was anxious, restless. Trapped between saving every little amount of cash to travel back home, even though it was against the better wishes of his already crippling mental health. Afraid to let anyone close to him in and know about it, like it was a dirty little secret. Not even Robby knows. They've been together for half a year, and Dennis still holds his cards close to his chest. He didn't want to place the burden on him. He wasn't exactly fine either. They were just two broken people struggling to hold themselves together when the darkness came. It was probably best that he didn't know. It was a struggle, but it was for the best. It had to happen. He always came home in June. Even if it was for a day or a week. Even when everyone in the town despised him for being different and wanted to ensure that he was. ostracized. It may not be against federal law to be gay in Broken Bow, but they ensured that in the court of public opinion, being gay was a death sentence. But he persisted, he still returned home, slept in parks and abandoned houses if he had to, but he always made sure that he returned to the places where they were together and made him who he is today. To remember the sacrifice and pain that they shared. He always returned home to remember him. Dennis bit down on his lips as he noticed Doctor Robby’s stare, the way the creases in his forehead only deepened in worry as his head tilted slightly as if he knew things were truly not okay. It was one of the features about him that Dennis loved but utterly despised. Robby had made it a habit to read into people, to get the truth, or to convince others to do things. It was probably why he was so damn good at his job. 

from "Never Be Far" Chapter 1

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“So that's it, then? You're willing to burn down our bridge, too, huh?” Dana huffed out as Robby turned away, walking to the door, “Fucking asshole! I'm not gonna let you do that, Robby! Believe it or not, people fucking care about you and your narcissistic ass. You can run all you want, burn all of the fucking bridges, and go on your death parade. I don’t care, but you will not burn down this one.” “You’ve been in healthcare long enough to know when a patient is beyond saving, Dana.” Robby pointed out as he glanced back. “Who's said you were beyond saving, Robby? Was it yourself, or is this what your head has been telling you?” “Doesn’t matter anymore.” Robby sighed as he opened up the break room door, as the chaos of the ED flooded them with the noises of pain, suffering, and death.  Oh, so much death. 

from "The Collapse, and Thereof" Chapter 2: Dissociation