Pairing: Dana Evans x fem!reader
Summary: You’re a biomedical engineer called into PTMC for the fourth time in a week to fix things and decided to do something nice for the charge nurse you’ve developed a crush on. You’re both flirty, but will it lead to something more or will the truth push you in a different direction entirely?
Tags/Warnings: fem!reader, Dana’s a flirt, reader is Abbot’s sister, sibling playfulness, based on this ask
Word Count: 1,680
Being an engineer was hard work, but being a biomedical engineer felt infinitely more difficult. Working in hospitals was fine, but it always felt like crisis mode.
Very rarely were you the one doing routine maintenance. They called you when something was broken and that was never a good thing in a hospital.
Today was no different when you’d returned to PTMC for the fourth time that week. Once during night shift and three times during day shift. It seemed like one thing after another was breaking down or needing to be recalibrated.
You knew your presence wasn’t exactly a happy one so you decided to bring coffee and muffins for the emergency department.
Maybe part of you was trying to impress a certain charge nurse. Dana had been grateful when you showed up in a timely fashion, but by the second visit she was starting to think you were trouble.
You fixed everything properly, but it seemed the things that were breaking down were always affecting her nurse’s ability to work. It was exhausting, but you were grateful she wasn’t taking out her anger at you.
If anything she’d been friendly and almost happy to see you, but you were trying not to think too hard about it.
On your previous visit Dana had mentioned wanting a cranberry orange muffin. She’d been talking to one of the other nurses, Perlah, but you heard the conversation as you adjusted the programming on one of the defibrillators.
Some of them had been a little finicky, but once you made sure they were up to date they’d been working like a dream.
You bought an assortment of muffins, being sure to grab one for Dana, and plenty of coffee for the floor. It was definitely better coffee than what they had in the ED. You knew because when someone tried to bring you a cup it tasted terrible.
When you arrived at the ED it was during shift change. Neither charge nurse was in sight, but you left them each a muffin and put Dana’s coffee in front of hers. You weren’t sure Lena would want coffee this late in her day.
“Hey, thanks for coming by so early.” You smiled at the familiar voice of your older brother and handed him a blueberry muffin.
“Just doing my job Jack.” The man looked at you and crossed his arms, giving you a sassy look.
“Your job, right.” You pursed your lips at him as he gave you the checklist of the rooms so you could check the vital monitors.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” You huffed and walked out of the breakroom with him on your heels.
“I saw you leave coffee for Dana on her desk.” He whispered teasingly. You elbowed him in the ribs and he feigned injury.
“Oh Dana.” Jack whined playfully. You punched him in the shoulder as you rounded the corner and came to a screeching halt. You hadn’t been paying attention and almost walked right into the charge nurse.
“Abbot, why are you bothering my engineer?” Your heart raced at the claim.
“Hey, she’s my baby sister.” Jack pouted. You glared and rolled your eyes at him. You were not a baby.
“Uh uh. This is my ED now and she’s mine on my shift. Go home Abbot.” She turned to you and raised her cup to you.
“Let me know if you need anything hon, thanks for the coffee.” Dana walked around the two of you hiding her smirk as she took a sip of the drink when she noticed the blush that crept up your neck. Your heart was in your throat now after hearing Dana double down.
“Oh my god. She was totally flirting with you.” Jack practically squealed in your ear. You shook your head and pushed him away. He’d always been your number one cheerleader.
“Go home Jack.” He kissed the side of your head and left whistling “L.O.V.E”. You scolded him for his antics, but your heart was still fluttering.
You were a little more than halfway through recalibrating all the vital monitors when Dana found you again in an empty room. You were humming the song Jack had gotten stuck in your head when she startled you.
You practically fell off of the chair when you noticed her standing in the doorway.
“Sorry, kid. Didn’t mean to scare you. Just checking to see how you’re doing.” You smiled at her as you awkwardly adjusted yourself on the chair.
“It’s going well. I should be done before the end of shift. Only a few more rooms to go. Sorry for stealing your ED.” You joked with her. You were fixing a few wires when your hand slipped and you cut your finger on the edge of your pliers.
“Fuck.” You whispered. Why shallow cuts hurt more than deep ones you weren’t sure. You moved away from the machine and Dana was by your side in a second.
“Dana, I’m okay.” You tried to assure her, but she was having none of it. She immediately got to work on cleaning your finger and making sure you were okay.
You could feel her hands shaking.
“Dana, it's just a paper cut. I’ll be fine.” She looked up at you for the first time since she went into nurse mode and really stared into your eyes.
You couldn’t look away from her as she held your hand tenderly. You didn’t realize how close she was to you until that moment. Her breath was tickling your nose. You licked your lips, wanting to kiss her.
In a flash she was across the room.
“Thank you for being so… efficient.” And she was gone. Your head was swirling. Her soft perfume still filled your senses as you looked down at your finger now perfectly patched up with a bandaid.
You disinfected the pliers and got back to work which was infinitely more difficult. All you could think about was the older woman.
It was almost the end of day shift when you were finally finished adjusting all of the monitors. Some were more difficult than others to fix, but thankfully you hadn’t taken a bed away from anyone.
You quickly went to the bathroom before looking for the charge nurse to give her a status report.
She was standing at the central hub with her glasses perched on the tip of her nose. Even with the wear of the day she looked beautiful. You carefully adjusted your scrubs and hair as you walked over to her.
This was it. You were going to ask her on a date.
As you approached her you didn’t notice one of the other nurses also walking in Dana’s direction with a man behind them.
Just as you were about to open your mouth the nurse beat you to it.
“Dana, your husband’s here.” You swallowed thickly as all the air was knocked out of your lungs. Dana hadn’t seen you approach her desk as she turned to the man, Benjamin you heard her call him. He seemed like a nice guy, but it still hurt knowing that she was married.
They were having what looked like a charged discussion so you decided it was best to leave quietly. You placed a copy of your report on her computer before exiting the hospital.
You hung your head as you slung your tool bag over your shoulder and walked to your work van.
This was why you tried to not let your brother get into your head. He always had a way of getting your hopes up, but you’d really believed it this time.
You really thought Dana had been flirting with you too.
“Hey Abbot, wait up.” Your head flicked up to the sound of your name. Your eyes widened when you saw Dana jogging over to you.
“I left my report on your desk.” Dana huffed a little at the distance she’d covered. She was standing a few feet away from you.
“Yeah, I saw. That’s not what I wanted to talk about, kid.” Kid, another stab to the heart.
“Look nurse Evans…”
“Woah, since when was I nurse Evans? Hey, look at me.” You begrudgingly looked at the woman. You hated how your heart stuttered when her blue orbs locked onto you. You hoped you’d get over this crush soon.
“I have to return the truck. You should get back inside. I’m sure your husband is waiting.” Dana raised her eyebrow at you and tilted her head. She was putting the pieces into place and smirked at you.
“Ex.” She said simply.
“Huh?” You were more confused now than you had been all day.
“He’s my ex-husband.” Your eyes widen in realization. Your palms were beginning to sweat as Dana stepped closer to you. Your eyes traced the outline of her face and she was only a few inches away from you.
“Can I kiss you hun?”
“Please.” You breathed and that was all Dana needed.
Her lips were on you immediately as your hands flew to her hips, pulling her closer. Dana stumbled forward and smiled as she leaned more of her weight into you. She was pinning you between her and the van.
Her hands cupped your neck before settling on your chest. You gripped her hips and she softly moaned in response. She was the first to pull away and rested her forehead on yours. You were both breathing harder.
“Can I take you out to dinner?” You asked hopefully.
“I thought you’d never ask.” You smiled into another kiss as you brought her lips to yours. It was a softer kiss this time.
The beep of a car horn scared both of you and you protectively pulled Dana behind you.
“Get it sister!” You breathed out an annoyed sigh when you heard your brother wolf whistling like a dumbass. He drove away quickly to find a parking spot while laughing.
Dana rested her head on your back as you both laughed. You hoped you’d be hearing a lot more of that laugh.
Sort of sequel to Waterboarding for the hell of it
Being grounded sucks, but you make due with another bright idea.
A/N: I hardly proof read this so beware
Words: 2,419
Being grounded sucks. The slums were boring enough as is, but being in trouble and stuck inside was even worse. Regto kept scolding you about playing such dangerous games with your lives as if you both had more than one. He had a point, but at the same time, he had left you both alone for the afternoon. You don't know what he expected you guys to do for that long. Nevertheless, this was torture, Rudo said he'd rather be waterboarded again than be grounded longer than a few hours. You can't help but agree, one moment of near death was better than hours of mind-numbing nothing.
The upside to this was that you at least shared the space you called a bedroom with Rudo. It had its ups and downs. When you both got into fights, all you could do was either win the fight and kick him out or storm out and go outside. Both options were awkward since Regto often tried to force you both to make up when he would see Rudo on the couch sulking, and you hated walking outside and seeing all the freaks who bothered your brother. Yeah, so what if you were mad at him in the moment? The anger of seeing them outweighed the anger of whatever petty thing you were initially fighting about.
Currently, you are lying on the shared mattress, a ratty blanket Regto had sewn together when he found you in a box way back when you were just a baby, laid over your body. He had sewn another one to it when he took in Rudo. It was symbolic in a way, adding to what he already had to make one big blanket for you and your brother to share. Although at the time you didn't like the idea of some brat taking your space and your precious blanket, and maybe also taking your father's attention. But you had learned to love him, not that you would ever tell him that, fricken cringe.
You tugged the blanket over your face and groaned in agony. The boredom was melting your brain; you could feel your muscles' wrinkles smoothing as the seconds ticked by with no outside stimulation. Regto used to say he often couldn't sleep at night because you refused to let him stop playing blocks with you. Even at this older age, you needed some form of entertainment before you became agitated. You breathed in the scent of the blanket that you had half haphazardly tossed over your head; it didn't necessarily smell like flowers. It was shared with your little brother, who was slowly seeping into that godforsaken puberty age, and before that, you had used it while also undergoing the same awkward stage, but it smelled familiar, like home.
Finally deciding that was enough daydreaming, you pulled it off and turned to Rudo, who was napping with his mouth in a slack shape and one eyelid slightly open. Damn ugly fuck, you think, grimacing at him. Not that you could really judge, Regto told you once you slept the same, sometimes even worse. You decided he was sleeping too peacefully for far too long and slowly stuck a finger into his mouth until he choked. You snatched your hand back as his jaw clamped shut on instinct as he coughed and gagged, sitting up. You laughed at his face when he whipped to you with a death glare. He cleared his throat, roughly rubbing it subconsciously.
“What the hell, you bitch!”
“Wake up already, you've slept the day away.”
“It's not like we have much else to do, you got us on lockdown.”
“ME?!?”
“Yeah, you!”
You scoff in offence. So what if it was your idea? It's not like you forced him; he fell for your trick on his own whim. You toss the blanket over his face and get up. Rudo struggles to get the cloth off to see what you're doing. You were kicking around some dirty laundry when you noticed a basket. It was supposed to be for all your dirty clothes, but you and Rudo seemed to prefer having random piles of clothes you look through and smell to find clean ones. Regto often told you both to stop acting like wildebeest and clean up, that just ended in multiple piles becoming one amalgamation of stinky socks and shirts neither of you has worn since Rudo first became part of the family. Slowly, you shove the clothes aside as Rudo gets up to see what you were digging for. When he saw the mostly intact basket, you both looked at each other. A spark lit between the neurons you both handed to each other as you both began to snicker. You get up and go to the door, well, door was a stretch, it was an opening into the main room with a long stitched curtain hung up, with a pushpin as a “lock.” Rudo made quick work of digging the rest of the basket out of the pile.
You take the pushpin out and peek into the main room, once again, Regto was gone, likely off doing what he needed to do, whatever that was; you never really asked. Seeing the coast was clear of any authority figure, you go back into the room and push the pin back into place. Turning to your brother, you give a nod as he rubs his gloved hands together. With a pep in your steps, you rush around to get more decent clothes on and put your jackets in place. Rudo grabbed the basket, and you grabbed a ratty helmet Rudo had found a while ago.
The air outside was crisp; the sun was getting closer to evening, but just high enough to illuminate the trouble you both were planning.
“You have to go down; I was the test dummy last time.”
Rudo proclaimed as you opened the door to the stairs that led down into the streets from your shared house. And while this was true, you, as the oldest and wiser sibling, would not allow such a thing to happen.
“Well, yeah, but it wouldn't be as fun. I'm older, therefore stronger, so it wouldn't be as fun if you pushed me. But if I push you, you could go super fast.”
A breeze seemed to kiss you both; you might have taken it as a sign that this was going to go terribly, but neither of you cared to listen.
“I guess that's a good point, but what if I get hurt? Or Regto comes back and sees us breaking the grounding rules.”
“He won't be home for a while, trust, if he's not back yet, he's probably really busy. And you won't get hurt, it's hardly a drop if you fall, at worst you'll get a scratch, probably.”
You scratch your head, looking over the metal staircase. It wasn't that tall; Rudo should be fine.
“Besides, don't be a baby, come on.”
Rudo juts out his bottom lip, not totally convinced with how you said that, but at the same time, you were older; no matter how many times you might have led him astray, he always felt inclined to follow, no matter how far you might go. He would always find a way to chase the trail you leave behind.
“Do you think I could die?”
You tap your chin, and with a huff, you shrug.
“I mean, we all die eventually, why not make the most of it?”
“That's not reassuring at all, I don't want to die yet, I have so much to do!”
“Don't worry, I'll tell Chiwa you like her for you if you do, that way you can move on peacefully.”
“HEY-”
You pushed the helmet on his face and grabbed the handle of the woven basket, angling it to slide down the stairs when Rudo finally went inside.
“Just get in, hurry up! If we do this fast enough, we can go back inside, and Regto will never know we broke the rules.”
Rudo grumbled but fixed the helmet to fit him better. He did a knock test before, seemingly content with the protection. He looked around one more time to make sure there wasn't anyone important watching them. After a final moment of debate and some more egging from his sibling, he climbed into the basket. It was a tight fit, hardly comfortable at all. He could feel a few stray splinters somehow finding the sliver of exposed skin and poking into it. He glanced over, seeing you struggling to hold him steady until he was ready, and for a moment, a cloud of clarity fell upon Rudo. This was stupid, like really stupid, more stupid than their usual idiocy. He glanced down the stairs and saw how little control you had over what was about to happen next. Dread made his heart drop into his ass as he gripped the sides of the basket, before he could protest, deciding he didn't want to do this anymore, a yell called out to them.
“HEY! DONT!”
You both looked up as Regto ran over, making an X with his arms. He was still a good few feet away. Rudo looked back at you with urgency, wanting you to pull him back up. You saw your father make a mad dash towards you two, but once again, you were not lucky. Just as you were about to pull Rudo back, the handle of the basket snapped from holding his weight at a slope for so long. Rudo screamed, you screamed, Regto tripped.
It was like slow motion, Regto reaching out as he fell face-first, Rudo clipping the edge of a stair and flipping forward, you slowly raising your hands to your head in regret and shock of what had just taken place.
–
You sat on the couch, your shoulders up, your head drooping. Rudo lay beside you, arm in a sling, lip busted, black eye forming, his other swollen a little. Regto stood before you, pinching the bridge of his nose. He hadn't said anything since getting up from tripping and helping patch up Rudo, who had taken a nasty fall. The silence felt worse than if he yelled at you, and the disappointment felt like daggers stabbing into you. Deep down, you knew he was more upset with you than he was with Rudo. It was the drawback to being older; you had a minion to do your bidding, but you also had to take most of the blunt force of bad ideas if they ever went as south as they did today. You massaged your head to try to shake off some of the tension building up under your skin. You glanced at Rudo, who was focused on Regto and what he would do next. You followed his lead and turned to your shared father figure.
“What did I tell you both before I left?”
You shot your eyes to his, but he wasn't looking at either of you; he was looking down, his hair hiding his expression. You glanced at Rudo as you both answered in sync.
“Stay in your room, don't do anything reckless.”
He hummed, as if acknowledging that we knew exactly what we were doing, deliberately ignoring his rules while he was gone.
“And what did I find you both doing?”
“Being reckless”
Finally, he looked up, and to your surprise, he was not holding back anger; the gleam in his eyes told you he was saddened, and he looked almost desperate.
“You both could have gotten really hurt. Rudo is lucky to have gotten out of this with a few bruises and a sore arm. Do you know how fast my heart dropped to the ground when I saw you both do something so irresponsible? I was worried out of my mind in those few seconds.”
He kneeled slowly to be eye level with you two. His eyes gleamed with unshed tears; it weighed heavily on your heart and Rudos; it squeezed more than if he had been livid. Most of the time, you wished he would just yell at you like other parents. The guilt slapped you around for a while as you dropped your head further down.
“I'm sorry, I should have been smarter. I'm older; I should be more responsible for my younger brother. You trust us to be home alone, and I always find a way to put him in meaningless danger. Im sorry”
Regto sighed and slowly engulfed you in a hug, his hand cradling your head, the other bringing you closer. He kissed the crown of your skull to soothe you. And while it was a claiming gesture, it just made you feel a mix of comfort and shame, you knew better, he trusted you to know better, and you failed him. You heard shuffling and felt Regto lean back, another body joining you both. You look over and see Rudo leaning on your father's other shoulder, Regtos hands on both your heads.
“No more, Ok? You're both supposed to protect each other in your own ways. I know you are siblings and share more than other siblings might, but I want you to be there for one another, ok? I need you to be there for the other. Can you do that for me?”
You and Rudo look at each other and smile. Well, you smiled, he just leaned further into Regto and closed his eyes in agreement. You all take this moment ot enjoy the time you have together before Regto sighs and whispers.
“By the way, you're both grounded for another month, and say goodbye to the next gift-giving holiday.”
You and Rudo groan in unison as you pull away from your father, who nods in contentment at his punishment. He was kind and loving, but no pushover. You both broke the rules while already on lockdown; it was time for more drastic measures. And even after he kissed you both good night and sent you off to bed, you and Rudo agreed you wouldn't trade such a life for anything.
What you didn't know was that the world didn't want anything you had to trade and was going to take what little you cherished anyway, life was going to change for the worse sooner rather than later, Regto would not be there to deny you gifts, he wouldn’t be there for the end of your punishment, but you and Rudo would definitely be grounded.
I don’t think yall know this but because “Daniel” and “Danielle” are pronounced the same way it makes it very difficult for me and my brother to go to the dentist/doctor. So my doctor has decided that she is now going to call us Megatron and Minitron, on account that my brother is 5’11 and I’m barely 5’1
