Ilanaâs episode and the horrific experience she went through... it literally turned my stomach. It left me aching and uncomfortable all day long, and I couldn't stop crying. I kept thinking, 'My God, I haven't even been through any of this and I feel all this pain; what must it be like for those who actually lived it?' I feel so much rage because there are women out there suffering like this. Itâs just so incredibly unfair
I am sorry to Dr. Robby's fans, but after what he said to Samira and Langdon, he can honestly go to hell. I canât empathize with a man who disregards others' feelings yet delights in playing the victim as if heâs the only one suffering. Heâs a selfish fool who loves playing the 'grieving widow' and acts like a jealous man-child whenever someone tries to take his place
Itâs the way that Michael Robinavitch is putting Dennis on a pedestal bc to him Whitaker is the only one who hasnât let him down and everyone else is letting their own personal issues get in the way of successfully running the ED (Look in the mirror Robby the call is coming from inside the house!!!) and I swear Whitaker is going to mess up later this season and Robby is just going to explode
when you spent all morning trying to talk to your coworker (who has the same job title as you) about how to make sure that your workplace has a smooth transition from his control to yours, but he kept blowing you off and didn't want to hear about any of the idea that you had and wanted to run by him, and every time you tried to have a serious conversation with you he would say he was just trying to get through the day so he could leave on his three month sabbatical, and now, after ignoring every single attempt you made to make sure that you could run your workplace smoothly without him, he's telling you he doesn't think that the workplace will survive without him (he just berrated one of his female employees for being stressed) even though you just saved a child with a procedure he had never even heard of, much less knew how to perform
summary: when robby says something out of line, you step in and put him in his place, always one to look after your charge nurse.
word count: 2k
tags: mean robby; dana evans gets the hug she needs and deserves; fluff; nurse reader; pre-relationship (with the promise of something more)
You noticed the shift in Dana before Robbyâs words even registered in your mind, her posture stiffening as betrayal and shock washed over her features.
âI donât have time for this, Dana,â Robby yelled, running his hands over his face. âCan you just focus on your job? Or do you need me to do that as well?â
Time seemed to stop, as residents and nurses alike paused to watch the scene. Sure, Robby got mad at med students, interns, residents, even Jack, but never did he raise his voice at Dana. Unlike the rest of your peers who seemed to be frozen in stupor, you stopped typing, immediately pushed yourself out of your stool and rounded the nursesâ station.
Dana opened her mouth to throw something back, but before she could, you stepped in front of her, your instincts superseding any rational thoughts.
âDr. Robinavitch, youâre out of line,â you said, your voice cooler than anyone had ever heard it.
When you joined the PTMC about a year ago, the department was quick to learn that you were an endless ray of kindness, a smile seemingly always decorating your face. As a nurse, it was your second nature to be caring, but you were genuine, not only with your patients but with your colleagues, whether it was offering to babysit Harrison on your day off or helping Santos with her charting. You brought a lightness to the pit that they always knew they needed but somehow could never muster.
While the ED knew you would never harm a fly, they had also noticed your demeanor would shift whenever it came to Dana, or rather, when anyone slighted the charge nurse.
After youâd heard the story of Dana getting punched in the ambulance bay, you found yourself putting yourself in between her and unruly patients, an action that didnât go unnoticed by the rest of the team. You knew that Dana could take care of herselfâshe was perfectly capable of standing up for herselfâbut that didnât stop you from dropping water bottles and granola bars on her desk, practically forcing them down her throat (âIâm not leaving here until I see you eat that bar, Evansâ).
It all came to a full head of steam when Samira overheard you scolding a patient who had unwisely called Dana some choice words in your presence. When Mohan relayed what sheâd heard to the others, no one believed you would ever say what you said, especially to a patient. But when you came back to the nursesâ station with a tight smile on your face, asking Princess to cover North 5 because the patient requested a different nurse, they knew it was true. And thatâs when Princess started calling you Cujo, a nickname that caught on, much to your chagrin.
â(Y/L/N), I suggest you stay out of this.â Robby narrowed his eyes at you. âI am your attendingââ
âNo,â you interrupted abruptly. âYou are not my anything. I report to her.â You motioned your head backwards slightly towards Dana, your steely gaze never faltering. âNow I know you did not just suggest that somehow Dana needs to to focus on her job or that somehow you would need to do it for herââ it was your turn to narrow your eyesâ âbecause the last time I checked, sheâs the one keeping this place together. In fact, Iâd like to see you try and do her job.
âSo unless the next words out of your mouth are âIâm sorryâ or âThank you,â I suggest you turn around and leave.â You finished your tirade as calmly as youâd started itâyour voice never rising, your hands firmly by your sideâand yet no one had never seen you so angry.
Robby opened his mouth to say something, staring at you for a moment as if you were a stranger, before glancing over your shoulder at Dana, whose eyes remained locked on you. For a moment, you held your breath, not sure which way this was going to go. But whatever he was going to say, he decided against it, as he turned on his heels and headed out towards the ambulance bay.
âI knew Cujo had some bite to her.â You heard Trinity mutter to Perlah, but your focus remained on the attendingâs retreating figure. When Robby finally rounded the corner, you turned around to face Dana, your eyes still burning with a fire sheâd never seen in them before, something dangerous.
âYou okay?â You placed a soft hand on her forearm, your touch grounding her.
âIâm fine.â Dana wore a tight-lipped smile as she tried to regain some professionalism.
âGood.â You nodded tersely. âIâll be right back.â And before Dana could say anything further, you were hot on Robbyâs heels, following him outside, leaving behind a stunned ED and confused charge nurse.
For a moment, no one said anything, torn between pure shock that someone had stood up to Robby and utter confusion as to whether they should cash in their bets about you and Dana now or later. When you were out of her sight, the stillness of the ED unnerved her.
âShowâs over,â Dana barked, causing the residents and nurses to jump back into action. âDonât you all have patients?â
As the small crowd dispersed, she looked back down at her tablet with a sigh before feeling a lingering presence hovering over her. Without looking up, she asked, âYou need something, McKay?â
âYou still need someone in two?â Cassie leaned against the counter of the nursesâ station, her eyes scanning the nurse. âI have a sec.â
âMrs. Matthews is waiting for you then,â Dana simply replied, looking up with a smile, one that didnât quite reach her eyes but still shone with appreciativeness.
âOn it.â Cassie paused, almost wanting to say something further before deciding against it. âLet me know if you need anything else.â
Dana nodded, her focus turning back to her screen as the redheaded doctor walked away. She hadnât seen you come back inside, but as she rounded the station to check the board, Dana heard your laugh, and her eyes flitted towards the sound, where you were standing at a computer, typing away while chatting with Trinity about something. The confrontation seemed to have left you, but Dana could tell you were still on edge, your shoulders tense and your jaw clenched.
âHey.â Robby sidled up to her side, looking less strained and properly scolded. Looking up at the board, he did his best to appear routine, as if not to draw attention to himself.
Dana merely hummed, just to acknowledge his presence, her focus still on board.
âDana,â he sighed, uncrossing his arms as he turned to her, his tone practically begging her to look at him.
âWhat can I do for you?â She finally looked up at him with a sardonic smile, hiding her hurt.
âDana, Iâm sorry,â Robby said, causing her eyes to widen slightly. Dana couldnât recall the last time heâd heard those words come out of the attendingâs mouth, let alone directed to her. In fact, she could probably count one on hand the number of times heâd said anything resembling an apology to her.
âI was wrong and out of line,â he continued. âIt wonât happen again.â
Wanting to make him sweat a little, Dana pursed her lips.
âDamn right it wonât,â she retorted as the corners of her mouth twitched up and her glare softened. Robby knew then that all was water under the bridge, and he let out a breath he hadnât realized he was holding.
âYou got a good one there, Evans.â Robby put a friendly hand on her shoulder before retreating into the chaos of the emergency department.
Dana didnât need to ask who he was referring to, her eyes immediately finding you across the room, your watchful gaze already on her, no doubt having observed the entire interaction. Realization dawned on her, and she felt something settle in her gut, but before she could figure out what it was, your name was being called.
You didnât move at first, your attention still on Dana, who gave you the smallest of smirks, one youâd have missed months ago but noticed now, as youâve come to memorize even her most minute of mannerisms. The action is good enough to reassure youâfor nowâand you barely nod your head, satisfied, before letting McKay catch you up on the next patient.
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Later, when things had reached a manageable pace, Dana found you in the kitchen, your back to her as she entered.
âPlease tell me I can at least enjoy this cup of coffee before the next trauma,â you whined playfully, turning around to face the other woman.
She didnât know how you knew it was her, but somehow you always knew with her. You knew how she took her coffee with one cream and two sugars, how she would only eat the cookie dough flavored protein bar from the vending machine, how she was making a valiant effort to quit smoking. And Dana knew you knew all these things because you were the one showing up to your shift with two cups of coffee in hand; you were the one dropping a bar onto her desk; and you were the one slipping a pack of gum into her pocket when her hands got fidgety.
At first, she didnât think much of it, but as the weeks and months went on, and you continued to show up and look out for her, Dana couldnât stop her chest from tightening each time.
âDonât worry, hon,â she chuckled at your antics. âYou got time.â
âThank goodness,â you mumbled into your mug, taking a sip and letting your posture sag.
âAbout earlierââ Dana took a step forward, one hand on the counter and the other on her hipâ âyou didnât have to do that. I can handle Robby.â
âI know you can,â you said simply as you set your cup down. âDoesnât mean you should have to.â
Dana frowned, a million different emotions swirled through her. âWhy do you do it?â
âDo what?â You tilted your head to the side with an easy smile playing on your lips.
âTake care of me,â Dana whispered, the words tasting foreign in her mouth as she admitted the truth more so her to herself than to you.
âSomebody has to,â you only half-joked before sobering, âand because I want to.â
Inhaling sharply and quietly, Dana pushed herself off the counter so she was standing up straight, her eyes level with yours, searching for a reason. You sensed the change in her demeanor, the composure she maintained and that everyone expected from her slowly starting to crumble.
Without a second thought, you softly put a hand on her shoulder and pulled the older woman into your body, wrapping your arms around her.
Dana immediately melted into the comfort of your touch as she let herself, just for a moment, fall apart, step out of her charge nurse shoes and just be her. Because with you, she didnât have to be anyone else but Dana.
The commotion of yells for an incoming trauma caused you to separate, your bodies still close enough that your fingers brushed hers.
For a moment, neither of you said anything, not wanting to let this fleeting moment end. A flicker of hesitation flashed in Danaâs eyes, and you frowned at the rare sight. But before you could ask her what was wrong, she stepped forward and pressed a light kiss to your cheek, her lips just centimeters away from yours.
âThank you,â she murmured with a squeeze to your bicep, one that promised something more to come later, before taking a few steps back. You watched as her professional mask slipped back on with ease, and you instinctively mirrored her shift, your mind refocusing.
âNow get back out there, Cujo.â Dana smirked at the nickname, causing you to roll your eyes fondly. âThey need you.â
I need you. She didnât need to say it because you knew, and she knew you knew.
Iâm in season four of Scrubs and I have a really stupid habit of jumping to the last season just to see how things change. And what do I see? Elliot is pregnant with J.D.âs baby. Elliot and J.D.! Elliot is pregnant with J.D.! Damn it, why? Just why!!
I feel so disappointed that I want to quit the show. Theyâre terrible together no matter what anyone says, theyâre the worst couple Iâve ever seen in my life. Theyâre good as friends, but as lovers and parents⌠I think I might cry.
Why didnât they just bring in a doctor who actually suits J.D., or pair him with Perry? Perry would make much more sense to me! And where did shawn disappear to? My heart is honestly brokenâŚ
I know this is weird... I was in a lecture today, the doctor was explaining things, but all I could think about was Shawnâs butt while he plays tennis. I feel like such a pervert... being attracted to an older guy with a great butt. Is this what men feel when they look at breasts? Because I totally get it now
Iâm actually so fuming at how Trinity is acting right now... like, give me back my confident, unbothered queen! I need her to be that unstoppable force again
the way he ripped off his glove, snatched the phone, and just towered over her manager to threaten him?! It was actually so hot.. Iâm obsessedđđ
