#pittres

[pittmngrmoved]

@pittres gets a dad robby starter

It hasn’t been easy these past few weeks. Getting into a routine of not being at work, having so much time on his hands. Baby Jane Doe helps a lot, she keeps his mind busy, even when he feels like he’s at his wits end. 

If someone said he’d be middle aged and having a baby, he would have laughed in their face, but he’s only had her for a few weeks and she’s got him wrapped around her little finger. This fostering thing? It might turn out to be adoption. 

It’s late. Robby can’t sleep and neither can the baby. He’s got so much to think about, so much to do. Appointments he needs to make so he can get some fucking help, appointments for Jane Doe. It’s so much, it’s overwhelming. 

The stress of the ED he can handle most times. Taking care of a baby and being so fucking overwhelmed at once? He feels like he’s at his wits end. Thankfully, Frank has been here to help him when he’s not visiting with his own kids. 

What time is it? It must at least be midnight and he doesn’t want to wake Frank. He has to work another day shift and Robby knows well how much exhaustion comes out of working shifts and being woken up. 

He tries not to wake Frank up but the baby won’t stop crying. He looks over at Langdon when he comes into the kitchen where he’s warming her a bottle up just in case she’s hungry, rocking the little baby in his arms gently in an attempt to soothe her crying. 

It doesn’t work very much. 

“Did we wake you? Sorry – I can’t get her to stop crying.” 

[artificialnocturnc]

@pittres gets a starter from Mel

She is upset and desperately trying to not be.

There’s a lot of adrenalin in this job, most of the time it's intellectual adrenaline. Needing to solve the problem in front of you, figure out presentations, tests, treatments, they were all part of a puzzle that could help someone. That was what she took joy from in this job. Being able to use those pattern recognition abilities to help. 

The adrenaline she hates comes from the anger, the kind where other people's anger makes your heart thump against your rib cage and your hands to shake. There’s a the innate response, where your body wants to either fight or flight…or freeze, and Mel chooses the first option. 

She needs an adult, an adultier adult. 

“Dr Langdon?” Mel asks, breathless, her hands wrapping around each other in a desperate attempt to steady her hands. Frazzled. “I need-” she realises how that sounds, pauses, backtracks, “can you come see this patient with me…they’re…” trailing off Mel attempts to find the word. The right one and yet under pressure fails. “Kinda mean…kinda mad.”

[pittmngrmoved]

@pittres sent ❝ can i stay over tonight? i don't want to sleep alone right now. ❞

There is an instinct in him that wants to say yes. Frank has been someone he had come to care about deeply but then he'd betrayed that trust he had in him.

Why didn't he come to him and why hadn't he been able to see what was going on with Frank?

There is a part of Robby that is still hurt by it. It's not fair for him to hold onto this for so long, he knows that, but he can't help the way he feels right now. "I don't think that's a good idea."

Still, the mention of sleeping alone tells him something. Did Abby leave him? Robby cares enough to consider this, at the very least.

Robby hesitates before adding, "On the couch. One night. That's it."

[swatphysician]

@pittres asked "holy shit. can you believe we really pulled that off?!"

"Risky as hell, glad you made the move and not me."

Though, Jack was genuinely impressed. Langdon was flagged to him as a risk-taker, but that came with the emergency department package. Any doctor who wanted to work in emergency medicine knew there would be cases where hard calls needed to be made. The call had been Jack's, but the idea had been Langdon's. That was what teamwork was about.

The patient's heart was beating again, stable enough to be carted off to the OR. The man had arrived with no pulse and skin turning blue, and between him and Langdon, their patient now had a fighting chance.

"Good job," Jack added, wanting to make sure Langdon heard that. It felt like the younger doctor needed the praise these days.

"It's good to have you back. We need all the capable hands we can get here."

[pittmngr]

Crime: Eating the last ice cream sandwich.

Accuse my Muse of a crime. They can only respond with either 'Guilty' or 'Not Guilty'.

"Guilty and I'll do it again."

[doecyed]

[ TXT ] : quick. no time to explain. pick one: frogs or lasers.

she had finally settled into her recliner, fuzzy soft blanket and book in hand when her phone dinged from its place on her coffee table. for a beat emma decided she would ignore it, and then curiosity got the better of her, and she was right to be curious.

{ txt } : frogs …?

{ txt } : wait why no explanation. frogs and lasers are completely different things, why are we choosing between them

[nurselead]

@pittres asked " i'll just be over here. a little sad, but otherwise okay. "

The options for her brief respite were fresh air or coffee. The freshness of the air outside was debatable, but it meant less of a chance that someone would spot her and ruin her five minutes of peace. She should have known, though, from the moment she clocked in, that peace was a rare luxury in this hospital. So she took what she could get.

It was nice to see Langdon by the doors, but there was something off about his posture. She didn't need a doctorate in psychology to know that something was wrong with him. And as it happened, there were no other ears around, granting them a private conversation.

"Of course you're okay, but I mean, aren't we all a little sad? We work here, after all. If you weren't, I'd think there was something seriously wrong with you." She offered him what she hoped was a reassuring smile.

Naturally, she worried about him. She wasn't blind to what had been happening behind the scenes with him and Robby -- things she had quietly pieced together from context and sought no confirmation of. Better not to know, in situations like these. But that didn't take away from the fact that she could clearly see Langdon struggling with his own personal demons. Everyone was, but in the end they were a team, and a team had to pull each other back to their feet.

"C'mon, you got me for five whole minutes. What's eating at you?"

[pittmngr]

@pittres sent [ GRATIFY ] sender asking “is that better?” after finally penetrating receiver after teasing them.

He’s so needy he finds himself glaring at Frank as he asks if that’s better, when Robby is more than prepared to take him and Langdon is still slowly pushing inside. Still teasing, still driving him fucking insane when all Robby wants is him fully inside. 

“You know I want more.” Robby manages to say, almost breathlessly between the gasps as he feels himself stretch around Langdon’s cock. Slowly and nowhere near the way he wants it. Fucking asshole, Robby thinks fondly. 

“Fuck. Are you trying to get me to beg? Jesus Christ, just fuck me already.” It feels like forever before Langdon is fully inside of him. It could have been mere seconds, Robby’s so full of desire he doesn’t know nor does he care. “Fuck me.”