Can I please have a fic where the female reader (a doctor) and Cassie McKay have been dating secretly for like 8 months and somehow it ends up coming out that they’re dating at work?
coffee stains -- c. mckay
cassie mckay x fem!doctor!reader
wc: 4.6k
summary: cassie and you have been secretly dating for 8 months. what happens when you get into a nasty fight with a patient and she's the last to hear about it?
warnings: angst, so much angst, violence, slightly suggestive at one part but no smut, probably medical inaccuracy, age gap (r is 29, cassie is early 40s), if I'm missing anything let me know..
a/n: I was going to make this no angst and just do it like someone finds them kissing, but I think I did that with a lucy fic in the past and I didnt want to do a repeat and this idea just came to me five seconds ago. also, this definitely got away from me.. let me know what you think!
The day starts out like any other–you come in at seven am sharp to see a bright eyed Dana Evans already waiting at the nurses station. Her eyes brighten even more when she sees you enter the Pitt, or whatever Robby likes to call it.
“Sweetheart! I cannot begin to describe how glad I am to see you!” She smiles wide and gives you a side hug as you round the desk. You let the bag on your shoulder tumble onto the ground, retrieving your water bottle before stuffing it under the desk.
“Dana.” You give a warm smile back. “A delight as always.”
You straighten up from your crouch on the ground, placing the metal bottle on the desk. The loud clink makes your head pound.
“Hey, you okay?” Dana looks at you in her concerned fashion. She was like a mother to you–like a mother to everyone who was doomed to the pitt. Everyone came to her for advice and she would sit and listen like she wasn’t needed anywhere else. “You’re a little pale there, sweet girl.”
She caresses the side of your face, and you just nod.
“Probably not enough sleep last night. You know how the dogs are.” You let out a small chuckle. It wasn’t a complete lie, to be fair. You were up late last night, but it had nothing to do with your dogs. And everything to do with a certain redheaded resident. It didn’t help that you had to leave long before she woke so you could shower and let the dogs out at your place.
“Amen to that. My husband tried to pull that shit on me last month, remember? I told him no way in hell.” She gives you a smirk before realization crosses her face.
The look makes your stomach drop. She didn’t know, did she? I mean, you guys were so careful. You took precaution to lock any room the two of you were in alone just to make sure no one saw you. You never came in at the same time as Cassie. And you never let your eyes wander to her ass for too long at a time.
With your age gap, some people would probably disapprove. Cassie being in her early forties and you in your late twenties. Granted, you would be thirty here in a few months. But that was besides the point. Well, you could kiss goodbye to the quiet bubble Cassie and you currently lived in. If anyone found out first it would surely be Dana–
“Hey, did I lose you there?” She frowns and dips her head down closer to you. “You’re worryin’ me here today.”
“No, no.” You do your best poker face, anything to keep your secret from being spilled out at the nurses station. “I’m fine. I promise.”
You aren’t sure if you add the extra affirmation for Dana or yourself, but it’s all the same.
“I really– really didn’t get much sleep last night. And something's telling me I’m gonna be here late tonight.” You blow out a rush of air, trying to soothe your anxiety.
“If you need a moment, let me know, alright?” She gives you a look that has you immediately nodding your head in agreement. “You know me, I need my cigarettes and all. Wouldn’t mind if you asked for one.”
“Very thoughtful Dana, but you know that–”
“Kills the body, I know.” She laughs as you both finish the sentence together. “I am a nurse, you know.”
“I know.”
“Anyways, before Robby gets here and you part ways,” She turns quickly and grabs the cup of coffee off the desk. “McKay dropped this for you a while ago. She just wanted me to make sure you got it.”
You falter and let your lips break out into a cheesy smile. She got you coffee everyday, you don’t understand why today of all days your chest fluttered more. Even after nearly nine months of dating, she still manages to make your heart beat quicken and your face flush.
“You guys are close..” Dana trails off as you take a big sip of the heaven-in-a-cup.
“We’re friends.” You shrug and do your best to stay composed. Even though the only thing you want to do right now is grab Cassie from whatever she’s doing right now and sneak her into a closet with you. “Close friends.”
“I’m sure.” Dana’s smirk returns to her face. “The closest.”
“It’s not like th–”
“Ladies.” Robby grunts out in a greeting, making you jump, your coffee going down the front of your scrub shirt.
All three of you take turns looking at each other, eventually bursting out laughing.
“I’m so sorry, L/N.” Robby takes in the front of your scrub top, the coffee dripping down the front of it. “I didn’t burn you, did I?”
“No, of course not. It’s okay, Robby. It was mostly cold anyway.” You sit the cup back on the desk. “Good thing I always bring an extra pair with me, just in case. I’m gonna change quickly, wait for me for rounds?”
“Of course, you’re my best resident.” Robby winks.
You head off to the locker room, punching in your code quickly to get your extra scrub top. You pull your top over your head, folding it nicely in your locker, praying to God you remember to grab it before you leave.
“Don’t get me wrong, I love that you’re undressing for me, but couldn’t it wait until we got home?” You turn to see your girlfriend standing against the wall, a smirk plastered across her lips.
“Show isn’t for you, McKay.” The light shines in your eye and you smirk back at the woman. “But that can be arranged.”
She gasps, “At work? You're a dirty girl, Dr. L/N.”
She steps forward and grabs you by the hips, her eyes shifting between your eyes and your mouth. Cassie leans forward and places a kiss on your lips, loving the way your mouth opens for her.
After pulling away, she places a finger under your chin so she can lift your face to look at her.
“Did Dana give you the coffee I got for you?” She takes a step back just in case someone decided to walk in at that moment, and you missed her heat.
“Yes.” You smile at her, looking her up and down. No matter how much time passes by, you will never not think she looks good in her scrubs. Or anything, really. Nothing. “And thank you.”
“You were gone when I got up. Figured you’d gone back to yours.” She smiles again, her dimples making an appearance. You couldn’t tell if you loved her dimples more or the way her hair brushed over her eyes.
“Yeah, I did.” You smile as you reach for the clean top. “Had to let the dogs out. And shower.”
She pouts as you pull the top over your head, your exposed skin now hidden by the black scrub top.
“You could’ve showered last night, you know?” She gives you a look that makes you want to fall to your knees in the locker room. You shut the locker and turn to Cassie, giving her your full attention. “Or were you too preoccupied?”
Her eyes sparkle with mischief. Her blue eyes are so captivating. They make you want to do unholy things. But also make you want to question your entire life. Like what is a girl as gorgeous as her doing with you? The way her dimples come out when she smiles, and the way she looks at Harrison and you, like she’d burn the world down for you. And her hair is just so gorgeous. Maybe she’ll let you braid it tonight, just so you can run your hands through it.
“What are you thinking about?” She tilts her head, searching your eyes. Add the way she cares about you to the ever growing list of things you love about her.
“Just how much I love you.” You shrug as if it's nothing, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. You press a kiss to her head between strands of hair.
“God, you’re so unfair.” Her hand snakes its way to your neck to hold you there for a second even though she knows she shouldn’t. Not here at the hospital.
“You’re one to talk, Cass.” You lean your head back to get a look at her face. “I'm on about five hours asleep because of you.”
She has a knowing smile on her lips, shrugging.
“Sorry, baby. I just couldn’t get enough of you.” She bites the inside of her cheek. She looks around the two of you, landing another kiss on your lips.
“I guess I can forgive you. This time.” Your eyes are lidded over, a mix of exhaustion and lust taking over your body. “But you should probably back up before I pin you against the lockers.”
“Maybe that’s exactly what I wanted.” The twinkle in her eye suggests just that.
You let out a laugh and place a wet kiss on her cheek, side stepping her to exit the lockers.
“Wait.” You stop so Cassie can catch up to you. “I have a proposition for you.”
“Oh yeah? And what is this proposition?” You squint at her before checking the time on your watch. “I have to go soon or Robby’s gonna come looking for me. I’ve been gone for almost ten minutes.”
“Okay, okay. Here goes nothing.” She looks genuinely nervous, and in return worries you. She wasn’t going to, like, break up with you right now was she? In the middle of the locker rooms? “How about.. Instead of you having to leave so early for work you just.. Move in? With me.”
“Oh, thank god.” You let out a nervous chuckle that has Cassie raising her eyebrows. “I’m sorry, I thought you were about to break up with me.”
“Oh.” She frowns. “Did you want me to?”
“No, no, no.” You grab her wrists and pull her closer, her body flush against your own. “I just said I was thinking about how much I loved you. I wouldn’t say that if I was tired of you, okay?” You lift her chin like she did to you moments ago. “Now, back to this proposition.”
“Well, I figured it would be easier.” She lifts a shoulder, her arms wrapped around your neck. “I live closer to the hospital, and you know.. It would be easier if you didn’t have to go back and forth every day. Plus, I like when I wake up and you're still in my bed.”
“Okay.” You agree. “I’ll move in.”
“Good.”
She backs you up against the wall, her hand wrapping around the back of your neck to hold you closer. Her other hand snaked to your waist. Your lips open on instinct for her to slide her tongue into your mouth. You moan quietly, not wanting to alert anyone who might be walking outside of the room. As you hold the back of her neck to pull her impossibly closer, your tongues clash. Your tongue slides over her bottom lip as you give it a bite, pulling back completely.
“I love you.” You gasp when she kisses your neck.
“I love you.” She pulls away and winks, walking out of the locker room to leave you on your own.
It all happens so fast. You weren’t standing properly, so when the patient pushed against you, you went falling backwards. You were working triage today, occasionally bouncing back to trauma when needed. You told Mateo you’d be okay for a few minutes on your own, while he went and checked with another patient.
You hit your head as you fell back, and the searing headache comes on strong. You can feel the blood trickling on the back of your head.
He hit you repeatedly, and you were starting to lose consciousness. Your face, arms, legs. It wasn’t the first time you’d gotten hit by a patient, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last, but this was far more aggressive than any other abuse you’ve ever taken.
You try to fight back, but the sharp pain in your leg makes it hard. You just had to hold on a little longer–Mateo would be back soon. Or someone, anyone, would hear the noise. They had to.
You beat against his chest and send him into the wall, but it only makes him angrier. He comes back stronger. Harder. You manage to trip him and he goes tumbling with a grunt, hopefully on the ground for good, losing consciousness as he does.
“Oh my god, y/n.” Mateo crouches down beside you, taking in your injuries. They weren’t good. Anything but. God, Dana, Robby, everyone in this hospital was going to kill him. He runs out the door, yelling for help.
“Sweet baby Jesus, what happened to her?” Dana was enraged. She pushed the hair our of your face. “Mateo, go find Robby. Now! I don’t care what he’s doing. Get him. And find Santos, King, Langdon, Mohan. Anyone.”
“Okay.” Mateo looks like the wind was knocked out of him, but regardless he gets up and runs out of the room. Determined to get help.
Robby comes first, taking in your injuries just like Dana and Mateo had.
“What the hell happened?” He roars out. “Why wasn’t anyone with her?”
“Mateo was supposed to be here. He must’ve stepped out for a minute.” She shakes her head in disbelief. “I don’t understand, he wasn’t combative in chairs.”
“Help me lift her.” Robby demands, him and Dana lifting you onto the bed. “Where the hell is everybody else?”
He reaches for a pulse, sighing and thanking any god there is when he feels one. He lifts your eyelid and shines the light.
Santos and Ahmad come in shortly after, followed by another officer. She helps get him onto the gurney to be rolled out and into another room.
“He did this?” Trinity clenches her jaw as she looks down at him in anger. “How could someone do that?” She bangs the gurney.
“Santos, I want you in here.” Robby demands, as he works to assess your injuries. “If you need a breather, take it. But make it quick. I need you here.”
“Okay.” She breathes out.
The officers move the patient out of the room.
“I want him in cuffs.” Robby yells out the door.
“He will be.” Dana nods. “I’ll make sure of it myself."
“What’s taking them so damn long?” Robby shakes his head with a sharp inhale.
“I sent Mateo minutes ago. Where is he?” Dana sets up your IV, quickly taking vitals as Robby continues to work on you.
“I– I’ll go look.” Trinity says, seemingly stopped in her tracks.
“Santos! Find anyone. I need Garcia down here, now. She’s gonna need surgery. And get neuro down here. She hit her head hard. I want King and Mohan here now. I don’t care what they are doing. This is all hands on deck.” Robby shakes his head, looking you over, the emotion stuck in the back of his throat.
“I’ll get McKay, too. She’ll want to be here.” Trinity nods, almost to the door.
“No! No. McKay’s too close to this. Too close to her. I want her with the attacker.” Robby’s too focused to look up, but he knows if he did he would see the same emotion he’s feeling written all over Trinity's face.
Moments later Mel and Samira come running in, followed by a wide eyed Trinity.
“Oh my god.” Mel’s hands are shaky as she gets to your side.
They all work together to get you stable. Suturing, soothing, gluing—whatever it takes for you.
“What happened?” Samira swallows, trying not to let her words catch in her throat.
“A patient attacked her.” Dana shakes her head.
“What’s up, party people?” Garcia comes in with a pep in her step. “What do we have?”
Sensing the melancholy in the room, she slowly moves closer to the patient, her heart dropping to the floor when she realizes it’s you.
Unlike everyone else, she doesn’t ask what happened. She doesn’t need to know. Just grateful she’s the one to come. If it was anyone else this would be all over the hospital by now.
“Does McKay know?” Her jaw set straight. She wasn’t one to get emotional, but right now you were making it really hard for her.
“No. And I’d like to keep it that way.” Robby locks eyes with her for a second, and she nods.
“Of course.” Her voice dips, not wanting to let her facade slip.
They manage to stabilize you, and after having Mel go next door to make sure McKay is distracted, they manage to get you up the elevator for surgery.
Everyone who worked on you is tense, not able to keep food down. They send Langdon to cover you in triage, knowing if they asked the other regular triage resident, McKay, it would raise concerns. And they didn’t want to do that until they knew you were out of the woods.
Dana sits at the nurses station desk, massaging the back of her neck when Cassie approaches.
“Hey, did you hear about the patient in trauma two who attacked a nurse?” She leans over the desk.
Dana stops her movements. Not able to move or even say what needs to be said.
“Who told you about that?” Dana lifts her head slowly, not wanting to raise any concern on Cassie's end. She already knew when she found out, she wouldn’t forgive anyone, but she wanted to keep it under wraps for now.
“Just heard it.” Cassie shrugs, but breaks when Dana gives her a look. “Okay, fine, Perlah and Princess were gossiping in english for once.”
Dana lets out a breath. She’s gonna kick their asses.
“Do you know who it was?” Cassie asks curiously. “I won't spread the rumor further. Just curious.”
Cassie leans over the desk further, grabbing a twizzler out of the package Dana had open, untouched.
“I’m not spreading any rumors further.” Dana shrugs, hoping she had a neutral expression. She opens the computer, opening your chart just to see if there was any update.
“Okay.” Cassie shrugs as she chews on the candy. “Hey, you see L/N anywhere? I just wanted to ask her something. I thought she was in triage, but when I went in there Langdon was running things.”
Dana freezes, her typing stopping. She holds her breath and she knows she’s been caught.
“What?” Cassie swallows the rest of the twizzler, an awkward smile forming. “Did she go home sick or something?”
“No..” Dana shakes her head, reading the update on your chart Garcia must’ve written seconds ago.
“Is there something you're not telling me?” Cassie squints, standing up straighter.
“Cassie..” Dana pushes the chair out and stands.
“Where is she?” Cassie’s heart drops. She can’t breathe. “Did something happen to her?”
“Cassie, lower your voice.” Dana rounds the desk, coming to her side.
“Wh— where the hell is she?” Cassie’s eyes flood with tears. “Tell me. Now!”
“Cass—“
“Dr. McKay.” Robby suddenly appears on the other side of her. “You need to calm down.”
“No!” She pushes both of them off of her, taking a few steps back, her hand running across her forehead. She stumbles into someone.
“Dr. McKay.” Trinity says unsure.
“Get off me!” She shouts. “Where is she? You tell me now, or so help me god!”
“Dr. McKay, Y/N was..” His voice trails out of her head.
She can’t think, she can’t breathe, she can’t see. The only thing on her mind is you. Robby and Dana step closer, soothing touches on her back and arm. And for a second, she lets them. But she reaches her bearings, realizes this is real. This isn’t something she’s imagined. A bad dream she’s dreamt at night when you aren’t there with her.
“Get off!” She pushes Robby into the desk. “Who knew?”
Robby struggles to come up with the words, and she realizes then. She was the only one.
“Dana?” Her voice breaks. “You.. and you didn’t tell me? This happened hours ago.. and you didn’t tell me?”
“Cassie, we couldn’t tell—“
“Oh, fuck off!” Cassie runs her hands down her face.
“Dr. McKay!” Robby comes to, shouting loud enough for the entire ED to stop what they are doing. “Take a walk.”
“No!” She shakes her head. “Who else knew?”
Trinity is still standing behind her, rooted to her spot.
“You?” She turns quickly. “You came and got me! And you didn’t tell me? Why didn’t you take me to her?!”
She turns and punches the desk, shaking her hand off afterwards, ignoring the sharp pain that runs up her hand.
“Fuck.” She continues to shake her hand. “Who else!” She walks to the other side of the desk, Mel, Samira, everyone under the sun standing on the other end.
“All of you?” She points her finger, her finger screaming in pain.
“McKay, come with me.” Robby grabs her not injured hand.
“No. No. You don’t get it.” She steps back, tears streaming full force down her face now.
“You’re too close. Too good of friends. We couldn’t have you in the room.” Robby lowers his voice, a soft tone taking over him. “It would’ve been like working on family.”
“But it’s just that! She is my family!” She shakes her head again, her chin trembling. “You can’t do that! You can’t keep that from me. It’s wrong! It’s wrong.” Her chest hurts and she can’t breathe. God, when did it get to be so hard to breathe? “What if your girlfriend came in and she got put in a trauma room and everyone that loves you and cares—or who you thought cared about you—keeps it from you? Huh? How would that make you feel? Pretty damn bad. Right? You can’t keep that from me! She’s my one thing, other than Harrison, that keeps me going. And you kept her from me?! You kept my girlfriend's well-being from me?!”
Everyone stands around, shocked. At both her rage, but also what she just said.
She realizes then what she just said, but she doesn’t even care.
“Now, you’re going to take me to her, now.” She demands.
“Of course.” Robby nods. “Of course.”
She lets out a breath, “Thank you.”
She sits by your bed for hours. She doesn’t leave. She refuses. Wouldn’t even leave to get her finger checked out.
Langdon had to come to her, wrapping her wrist after determining it wasn’t anything too extreme.
After he leaves, she breaks down again, gripping your hand with everything in her. Leaving kisses on your bruised knuckles.
“Fuck.” She wipes her face and nose on her arm. “You put up a good fight.”
She shakes her head again, staring up at the ceiling. She tries to swallow back more cries, but she fails.
“You’re gonna be so mad at me when you wake up.” She lets out a small laugh. “You always said I had bad anger issues. I lost it, baby. I lost it.”
She leans her forehead on her arm.
“I told everyone we were dating.” She laughs again, trying to find humor in the situation, but this is anything but. “I pushed Robby into the desk. I fucked up.”
She keeps laying her head on her arm as she talks, “I’m so angry. I just need you to wake up for me, baby. Please. I can’t do this without you. We were supposed to move in together. Live together. Be together every day before work. Fuck, everyone’s gonna be so mad at me. But I’ll make it up to them.”
She lifts her head enough to rest her chin on her arm, her eyes watching the door.
“I just don’t want you to be mad at me.” She bites her lip. “Jesus, I need to get a grip.”
“I’m.. not.. mad at you.” You are able to get out.
“Oh, my god.” She stands quickly, grabbing a cup of water for you. “Be careful.”
“I’m okay.” Your voice is raspy from not using it, or over using it, Cassie isn't sure.
“Baby, you scared me.” She leans her head onto where your hands are together, leaning up to kiss your hand a million times.
“I’m sorry.” You give a soft smile. “It wasn’t on purpose.”
Cassie laughs, her first real laugh since she found out.
“What can I get for you? Anything?” Cassie searches your face. “More medicine? Water?”
“No. I’m not in any pain.” You shake your head. “But if you would let up on the grip you have on my hand, that’d be great. I think you’re cutting my circulation off.”
“Oh, oh! I’m sorry.” She loosens the grip, peppering your hand with kisses again.
“It’s okay.” You look at her. Really look at her. And take her in. She’s been crying for a while. “What day is it?”
“It’s the same day, but it’s really late.” She runs her thumb over your knuckles.
“Where’s Harrison?” You frown. “It’s your night.”
“He’s with my dad.” One hand reaches up to touch your face. “I couldn’t leave.”
“Yes, you can.” You nod.
“No. You’re my priority right now.” She shakes her head vehemently. “I’m not leaving you. Ever. Even while you’re recovering. I’ll take time off. You need to be taken care of.”
You know there’s no fighting her on this, so you just nod and look at her.
“Everyone knows?” You smirk.
“I’m pretty sure all of Pittsburgh knows.” She jokes. “I was pretty loud and clear.”
You chuckle, reaching a hand out to her face. Just wanting to touch her.
“I know, I probably look like a mess.” She reaches her hand up to move her hair out of her face.
“What happened?” You frown again. "You didn’t hit anyone, did you?”
“No.. not technically.”
“Cassie McKay!” You raise your eyebrows.
“I hit the desk. I’m pretty sure I left a hole in it.” She gives you a guilty face. “Nothing's broken. I’ll be fine. I’m more worried about you.”
“I’ll be okay, Cass. Promise.” You caress the side of her face, your finger dragging under the bags below her eyes. “You need to sleep.”
“I couldn’t. Not when you were like this.” New tears form in her eyes, her voice breaking halfway through.
“Don’t cry.” You wipe them away before they reach her face. “It wasn’t your fault.”
“No, I know. It’s just—“
“It’s just nothing, Cass.” You bite your cheek. “You couldn’t have done anything. Even if you were there in time. I still would’ve ended up like this.”
“You should rest.” She says.
“You should too.” You fight back. “I’d offer you a spot in my bed, but.. it might be hard considering I have a broken leg.”
“It’s okay.” She moves the chair closer to your bed, lowering the guard rail so she’s as close as she can get. “See? I’m close to you. That’s all I need.”
“For the record, I’m still moving in.” You look at her.
“For the record, even if you weren’t, you totally would be now.”
“Good.” You close your eyes for a second.
“Go to sleep.” She leans up to give you a small kiss on your lips. “I love you.”
just saw someone comment “santos is gay????” under an instagram post about queer tv characters like hello did we watch the same show??? Do you need to see Santos and Garcia start scissoring in an on call room before you start picking up on context clues that aren’t even context since it’s explicitly made clear in the script that they’re hooking up?????
Santos being hit with the "we're keeping it casual" after an invite to watch FIREWORKS (proven to be one of the most romantic things you can do) hit me like a BRICK noooo babies don't do this to me, Santos had such a shit day already 😭😭😭
At this point i hope she actually does go to Anthrocon and picks up a cute girlfriend there.
Other thoughts on the ep:
- Robbie really moving from "passively suicidal" to "actively" huh? Making speeches, giving away his stuff ...😬😬😬
- I need the Langdon/Santos talk to happen YESTERDAY bc he IS unfortunately growing on me again - him with Becca was SO CUTE and honestly i just need Mel to smile and he did that so he gets a pass (Also the drunk girls hitting on him was funny af)
- interesting that the only one where Oglivie didn't make me want to punch him is with Mohan...
- PCOS SHOUT OUT WOOO! WHERE MY PCOS GIRLIES AT!!
- no one is ever allowed to be mean to Javadi again it can't handle the tears (but also girl plz)
- I'm actually very happy about the Whitaker/Robbie convo bc it's true - he needs to take care of himself before he burns out and I'm happy that the way he framed it wasn't "don't date this girl" it was "you cannot he everything for everyone"
- no Abbot don't leave you're so sexy haha
-McKay and Joy were just very Good no notes
- Dana and Emma are my DREAM TEAM OMGGGG dana is such a good mentor they are SO CUTE
