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Samira hadn't been the kind of girl who dreamed of her wedding. When she dreamed of donning a white garment, surrounded by loved ones, on a day that would forever change her life, it had always been a coat.
Still, she felt a hundred times more nervous than she had the day of her white coat ceremony as she stepped both feet into simple ivory satin, pulling up the dress until the hem skimmed her mid calf. It was a simple thing. She and Jack shared a love of simple things. Daisies and peppermint castile soap. Jack's ancient Jeep. The three bedroom craftsmen the two of them called home.
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Samira couldn't decide if she wanted to wipe the smirk off Jack Abbot's face with a slap or with her tongue in his mouth.
His eyes kept flitting over to where she stood at the bar with Santos and Mel, which wouldn't have been a problem, but for the fact that Samira was four tequila sodas in and her inhibitions were not what they should be. So every time he glanced over at her, he found that she was already looking at him. Cue his stupid smirk.
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“Absolutely fucking not.”
“Oh, come on, Samira. It doesn’t even have to be a big deal,” Jack responded, voice a hair from pleading.
Samira sat crosslegged in the corner of Jack’s worn leather sectional, the pasta he had made for dinner balanced in her lap, her head turned to where Jack sat at the other end.
“Jack,” she said, slowly, as though speaking to someone particularly dim. “You cannot just pay off two hundred and fifty thousand dollars worth of someone else’s student loans. That’s crazy.”
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He was about to poke his head in the door when he heard it.
"I actually have a boyfriend," Samira said, voice tight with concentration, focused on keeping her stitches even.
Abbot felt like he'd taken a punch to the gut as competing emotions swirled in his chest. She had a boyfriend. She had a boyfriend, and she had just never thought to mention it to him. All the post-shift breakfasts and emails one-upping each other with the most bizarre case studies they could dig up and soft smiles across the hub and she had a boyfriend.
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It wasn't surprising when Lena stopped him as he passed the charge desk. "Mohan's got a dicey one in North six. Thirty year-old female with broken ribs and a fractured orbital. Claims she fell, but her boyfriend won't leave the room. You might check on her."
Jack felt his heartrate pick up at the thought of Samira in a small room with a domestic abuser. "Yeah. Thanks for the heads up," he shot back, before turning and heading in that direction.
He told himself to calm down. Samira could handle herself. Hypervigilance was a symptom, his therapist's voice told him, not a reflection of reality. He walked at a brisk pace anyway.
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Medical school is very expensive. Samira and Jack fumble their way into a very old solution.
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18 Oct 2025
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“You didn’t do anything wrong,” Jack Abbot murmurs, pressing his lips to her forehead, before disappearing back down to the parking lot of her apartment complex. “I’ll be back in an hour. I’ll buzz three times when I’m back—I’m gonna leave my cell at home. Three times, alright? Three times, and only three times.”
Samira nods.
“Three times.”
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Or, Jack Abbot is the guy you call when you need to get rid of a body.
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28 Sep 2025
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“If I give you this camera, can you take photos throughout the week, I’ll get it back and make a cool video out of it?” She outstretches her hand to Samira, proffering a green and black Fujifilm Quicksnap.
Samira replies with a smile, “I’m not sure our lives are very interesting, but yeah, sure.”
“What are your names?”
“I’m Samira,” she replies, Jack supplies his name with a gentle nod.
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Samira and Jack go viral.
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17 Sep 2025
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“There’s a drowning about a minute out,” Robby’s mouth is screwed into a frown, brows knit together. His posture is defensive, hands out in front of him, shoulders raised, jaw tight. Something is wrong. Something is wrong. “The paramedics recognized her. It’s Samira.”
Jack recoils. His body refuses the information. It’s not right. It isn’t true. Samira is supposed to be on the other side of town. She is supposed to be at her engagement party, being doted on and adored by everyone who is not Jack. By everyone with a spine. “No.” His tongue is suddenly heavy in his mouth. “No, it’s not.”
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04 Sep 2025
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The pregnancy had been unplanned.
Children were never a concrete part of her plan. For so much of her life, her one goal was to become a doctor, to save lives, and it was so all-consuming that there was never room for anything else. The future that she had imagined for herself as a freshman in college was always set under the fluorescent lights of a trauma room. The other parts of it, the life she would have outside of her work, was always fuzzy at best. Jack had been the lovely surprise at the end of her residency, knocking on her door the day she graduated, flowers in his hand and his heart on his sleeve.
She would have never dreamed up Jack Abbot for herself all those years ago in her freshman dorm room, yet here he was, making her life better in every way that mattered.
So she can’t help but allow herself to start to imagine a life with a child, half of him and half of her.
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14 Aug 2025
