Could I submit a request about Jack dating an EMT/Paramedic and he’s like “You rappelled down a bridge, again?” Like she’s badass and independent but he’s her man and cares about her.
authors note: i tweaked it a little but i hope you enjoy it nonetheless :))
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Jack was off duty and was not expecting a call from the hospital, it was his day off and he hoped it was going to stay that way. Dana was on the phone, most things blurred together but he heard her name and ‘injured on the job’. He grabbed his keys and left his apartment immediately and headed back into work.
Noise encapsulated the streets and continued way beyond into the emergency department. Bodies of doctors and nurses walked about, small chatter of patients and the distinct clinical aroma of a hospital. You sat perched on the cot, cradling your broken arm between two splints as you waited for a doctor to attend to you.
Dr. Collin’s breached the doorway with your chart listing off the tests that need to be done, ordering an X-ray for your arm and to conduct a physical examination of coordination to check if you had a concussion or not.
Collin’s excused herself after performing the exam and you were left alone in the bay. You overheard ‘where is she?’ and next thing Jack barged into the room.
“What happened?” Jack immediately went to your side.
“Work,” was all you could mutter. Your head rested against the fresh linen pillowcase.
“Don’t tell me you rappelled down a bridge again?”
Silence pursued his question. All you could do was give a guilty exchange of a smile in return.
“A young girl was dangling from below, a failed suicide attempt. The good thing is she is safe with minimal injury. Rather that than her take the brunt of what I got.”
Jack sucked in a breath, his shoulders tense and the crease between his brows prominent. Your uninjured hand grabbed his and rubbed soothing circles around his knuckles.
“I’m okay, baby.”
He sighed as you pulled him down to sit on the edge of the cot, gently tugging his arm to get his body closer towards you. A safe haven. You kissed between his brows then dragging the tip of your nose against his bridge before kissing him again on his lips.
“I’m taking you home with me after we get you sorted. You won’t be leaving my sight for the next couple of weeks,” Jack said.
“As long as I get to spend more time with you.”
“I hope this isn’t a newly developed tactic to spend more time with me.”
“What if it is?” You questioned cheekily.
“Baby, no.”
You laughed and kissed him in small successions until he smiled alongside you. God, aren’t you glad to have him by your side.
