Taz Da Thembo

something in jack shifted that night at the club when he protected you from that awful man. he felt the need to hold you and tell you everything was okay, but when he turned to look at you, samira had already beaten him to it. she was holding you tight as your body trembled and was cooing in your ear about how you were okay now and how she had you. strangely, jack wanted that to be him as well. he didn't want to take samira's place in comforting you. no, he wanted to hold you with her too.

even though you and jack got into an argument that night, and you confessed to him that you were in love with samira, you still came around. jack didn't expect you to because you were obviously hurting, but that didn't mean he didn't want you there. yes, you ignored him at all costs, but seeing you still coming around despite it all, made his hunger for you grow. each time he saw you and samira next to each other, all he saw was his future. he saw himself loving and taking care of his girls, keeping your pockets full, and keeping you satisfied emotionally and physically.

samira's feelings intensified for you. she didn't know about you being in love with her, but she did know that you hated jack so much and yet you still came around for her. in way, not knowing whether you loved her romantically or not was enough for her because despite your hatred towards jack you still cared about her and loved her. she still thought about that yellow dress you wore and how it fit you, and how seeing you in it made her feel. her thoughts and dreams were consumed by you, that dress, and fucking you in that dress. if you were willing to let her, she wished she had taken the opportunity to have her way with you in your apartment that night. she wanted to make you feel good, make you forget all about what happened to you that night, and make sure you knew how much she loves you.

now, whenever you're around, her hands were all over you. she "fixed" your hair, "wiped" something off your shirt, held your hand for almost no reason at all, and hugged you for as long as you'd allow her to do. she wanted to feel you. she thought about how your pussy would feel around her fingers, how your breasts would feel as she gripped them with one hand while fucking you with the other. it felt wrong in a way to think about you like that, but she needed you, and she needed to keep you happy, healthy, and fucked right.

jack, on the other hand, began to notice something in samira he had before. he had his suspicions, but now he was sure, his girlfriend was in love with her best friend. he wasn't sure if she noticed that she was, so he wouldn't confront her about it. there was a tension between jack and samira that neither of them could speak of because that meant they would have to confront something they didn't understand, but the bough began to break.

one night they were having sex, samira was on top of jack, riding him and his hands were gripping at her waist. the feeling was euphoric, but somehow her mind managed to drift elsewhere. she looked down at him, he was moaning then he threw his head back. suddenly samira envisioned you sitting on top of his face and his moans being suffocated by your pussy in his mouth. in her mind you were there, whining about how good you felt and gripping one of your breasts. those beautiful, beautiful breasts she recently grew to love. she so desperately wanted you to be there, so she could reach out to grab your face and plant a sloppy kiss on those pretty lips of yours. the thought of you made her pussy wetter and her moans messier. she felt so desperate. her orgasm grew closer and her moans got louder, then she cried out your name. at first she didn't even realize she did, but she was coming down from her high and jack was looking at her like she was crazy.

"are you okay?" she questioned.

"you just said y/n."

"what? no, i didn't."

"yes, you did."

samira was embarrassed. it felt wrong for her to be fantasizing about you while fucking her boyfriend, but the thought of you really helped her get through the finish line. she removed herself off of jack and the couple sat up on their bed. they stared at each other for a moment before speaking.

"how long have you been in love with her?"

samira felt as though her cover had been blown. yes, she was in love with her boyfriend, but she just so happened to be in love with you too. did she feel guilty for it? no, because who wouldn't fall in love with you?

"not sure, i think i always have been." samira replied. "but jack, still i love you so, so much."

jack sat there and thought about if he should tell samira he was in love with you too, or should he keep it to himself.

"honey, i have something i need to tell you." he sighed. "i'm in love with her too."

"wh-what?" samira stuttered with her brows furrowed. "what are you talking about? when did this happen?"

to samira's knowledge jack wasn't very fond of you. every time you came around he acted as if he hated you, but now all of his efforts to shut you out and keep his distance were because he loved you? after the night at the club, she suspected maybe he was attracted to you or maybe he was onto her being in love with you, but him saying that he was in love with you, she didn't expect. samira being confused was an understatement.

"i don't know. it just did."

"i thought you didn't like her."

"i know." jack sighed. "i'm fucked up 'mira."

the two of them sat in silence for a moment.

"she's in love with you too." jack blurted out. "i think you should know that. she loves you so much. and i was ruining that."

samira's heart fluttered for a second. it felt good to know that you reciprocated her feelings for you, but how could she celebrate that when she was in love with jack too and you hated him, but jack, who she's thought hated you too, was in love with you too. she didn't quite understand how to process this information.

"so... what's gonna happen?" samira asked her boyfriend. "y/n hates you."

jack weighed out the options in his mind. he and samira could move past this and forget they were both in love with you, they could break up and pursue you individually, or they could pursue you as a couple, build a relationship and a life as the three of you. something went off in jack's mind that made him come up with the perfect solution.

"i know it's... unconventional, 'mira, but we both love her." he said. "and she loves you. i'm not her most favorite person in the world, but i can change that. 'mira, i want us to have a life together."

"me too." she nodded. "i want that for us too, but first you have to get in her good graces."

and that's what he tried to do. now jack tried talking to you more, he wanted you to talk to him. it was strange, but he wanted to hear your voice. yes, he hears you whenever you're talking to samira and he's near, but he wanted to hear what you sounded like when talking to him. your voice and your laughter began to sound like music to his ears, similar in the way samira's does. he wanted to make you laugh and see you smile. he tried telling you his terrible dad jokes that only drew an awkward laugh from you. he tried giving you light compliments on how good your outfit looked or how he liked what you did with your hair that day. he tried his best to start a conversation longer than hi or bye, so he could apologize to you for putting you through so much and treating you badly, but you never gave him the time to do so. he began to sulk. he felt so shitty because it was his fault you hated him, so he hated himself.

jack knew he didn't deserve your time, but he was going to work hard for it. at this point he'd do anything for you to forgive him. he's ready to give you and samira his entire life. he already worships the ground samira walks on, but he wants to worship you too. if he could convert to a religion that was solely based on worshipping you and samira, he would convert in an instant. he was truly pathetic, and samira noticed.

him being so pathetic made samira feel the need to help him. she'd take you out to lunch or dinner and slip a comment or two in there about how jack wanted to cover the bill for you two and she'd pay with his card. sometimes she'd mention how jack said hi or that he asked how you were doing, if she's on the phone with you. she saw how your facial expressions would drop each time she mentioned him, but she was determined to help her boyfriend, so you could like him more. she loves you and him so much and she wants to live a happy life with both of you, but she was still afraid of scaring you off and losing you for good. this kind of relationship isn't conventional to everyone, but she loves you and she doesn't want to live life without you.

unfortunately, their new found purpose was short lived when you started canceling plans with samira again. the first instance was you canceling movie night with samira last minute because you made last minute plans with an old friend who was in town for a short time. the next was you canceling on plans you and samira had made for your day off. your excuse was something about you showing an old friend around town, presumably the same old friend you canceled on her for already. this "old friend" began to take up too much of your time and samira was not liking it. she didn't know who this "old friend" of yours was or if this person was even real. you hadn't mentioned any old friends before? jack didn't like this either. you were canceling on his girl, technically on him too, and making her upset, but he also wondered who this old friend was and why did they suddenly turn up out of nowhere?

it was one day during a long shift in the ED when samira realized she was losing you. she was sitting down charting when she overheard a conversation between trinity and victoria.

"the other night she came home really late, then the next morning i wake up and there's this gorgeous woman in the kitchen making breakfast."

"how gorgeous are we talkin'?"

"like megan thee stallion, body and everything."

"no fuckin' way."

samira internally panicked. she ran to the bathroom and immediately called jack to tell him about what she heard. when he answered the phone samira was in tears and sobbing about how they were losing you. jack had to calm her down over the phone and tell her to wait until shift change to talk to him in person. after that news, the rest of her shift felt like hell. all she thought about was you and this woman she knew nothing about. she could barely function and it made robby ride her even harder about not being cut out for the ED.

when it was finally time for shift change, her and jack met on the roof of the hospital. she cried and cried into his chest. broken sobs coming out about how she should've told you she loved you sooner and how jack should've treated you better, so it was his fault. jack agreed that it was his fault and comforted his crying girlfriend. the only thing on their minds was that they had to get you back before they lost their girl to another person.

one night you had finally followed through with dinner plans, but there was something different about you. you had a glow about you. you had always been beautiful to them, but this glow was different. you had more pep in your step. your smile was so bright. the most shocking thing of all was you had actually laughed at something jack had said, like a real laugh and not the awkward one you usually gave him. then you said the words they both dreaded yet anticipated at the same time.

"so i've been seeing someone."

"what? like a therapist?"

"no, like i'm dating someone." you corrected. "it's an old friend of mine from college. she's been in town a lot recently for work, so we decided to reconnect."

you looked at jack and samira like you were waiting for their approval, and they hated that. you wanted them to be happy for you and they couldn't even do that for you.

"why am i just now hearing about this?" samira asked and your face dropped.

"um well, i didn't wanna get ahead of myself, y'know?" you shrugged.

jack and samira still weren't pleased, and you could tell. they seemed almost offended by your news. you were so happy to tell them and they ruined that for you.

"but you tell me everything."

"we've been so busy," you explained. "i just forgot."

samira was getting pissed. there was no way in hell you "forgot" to tell her about you dating someone. you told each other everything. samira began to panic again because she thought she was losing you.

"that's not something you forget." she argued. "are you upset with me or something? did i do something wrong? why didn't you tell me? you tell me everything."

"no, sami, everything's fine." you replied.

you were taken aback by her rambling, but you still reached over to give her hand a reassuring squeeze and jack rubbed his hand in circles on her back. samira still wasn't convinced. now that she knew you were in love with her, she was confused by you dating all of a sudden. was this you distancing yourself from her and jack? because if so she had to put an end to that immediately.

"i want you to meet her." you announced with a wide smile. "she wants to meet you too."

samira's heart began to beat faster, she felt her body getting warmer, and a bead of sweat rolling down the back of her neck. she felt like she was going to pass out. you wanted her to meet the woman you were dating, the woman who was taking away all of her time with you, fucking you, making you breakfast, and making you happy. she was definitely losing you. and what made it worse was, this woman wanted to meet her and didn't even know that samira and jack were madly in love with you.

"she wants to meet over dinner whenever you're available." you continued. "she's excited to meet you."

"can i bring jack?" samira asked because there was no way in hell she was going through this alone.

"if it gets you there, he can come if he wants to." you looked at him waiting for his answer.

"no, i can't. i'm sure she wants it to just be a girls thing." he answered, but he saw the pout beginning to form on samira's face and knew there was no way of getting out of this. "fine, i'll go."

when the night finally came, samira and jack were practically shitting bricks. they absolutely did not want to meet the woman who was taking their girl away from them, but if they didn't they feared they would lose you. samira did her hair and makeup the way she knew you liked, and they both dressed in their best outfits, hoping they'd look good enough for you. hoping you'd look at them and see something.

they arrived at the restaurant, and you and the woman you were seeing were already seated. you spotted samira, and you immediately rose from your seat to greet her with a hug and brought her over to the woman.

she was a beautiful woman, jack and samira couldn't lie about that. she was about your height, had glowing brown skin, long auburn hair, an amazing body, and a gorgeous face to match. they had no choice but to be jealous. yes, she was taking you away from them, but my god this woman was a goddess.

"samira, this is gabby. gabby, this is samira." you introduced them. "and that's jack."

gabby immediately engulfed samira in a hug, and shook jack's hand afterwards. then the four of you sat down at the table.

"y/n, has told me so much about you!" gabby beemed. "it's so nice to finally meet you."

"that's crazy because she told me nothing about you."

you shot samira a glare and she looked back at you. that's when you knew, she upset with you for not telling her about gabby.

"well, y/n and i," gabby started. "dated in college, but i was two years ahead of her so we broke up when i graduated. we still kept in contact with each other all these years, so i came back for my girl."

"that's adorable." jack commented sarcastically.

he didn't give a fuck that she came back for you. you weren't her's, you were his and samira's.

"so... how did you two meet?" gabby gestured between the couple.

"work." jack replied shortly.

they didn't care to get to know gabby because she was in their way. throughout dinner, jack and samira continued to give gabby cold and short responses and hardly spoke to her, but they were listening to everything she said and watching her every move. they learned that gabby was a civil lawyer, living in manhattan, and was in town for a case. they tensed up each time she would touch you in a way they didn't like, which was in every way. her hands always found yours or one of your thighs. they wanted that to be them holding your hands and gripping your thighs. they hated seeing her touch you because you weren't her's to touch.

by the end of dinner, they were beyond jealous. they wanted to take you home with them and make you forget all about gabby. fuck you so good, gabby or any other people besides them wouldn't be a thought in your mind. their goal was to take care of you, keep you happy, keep you safe, keep you satisfied in all ways, but gabby was an obstacle.

what stung was, you seem to really enjoy your time with gabby, and they'd be wrong to deprive you of that, but what about them? why should they deprive themselves of you? not when they love you so much.

after dinner, you walked jack and samira to their car while you had gabby waiting for you in the car. they could see that you were upset with them.

"why were you being so mean to her?" you confronted them. "she was being so nice to you, to the both of you! gabby is an amazing person. you didn't have to treat her that way."

"i don't know her." samira answered. "i don't know what she's really like when we're not around or if she really treats you right. and- and she's been taking up all of your time lately. i'm just don't like it."

"oh my god, samira!" you yelled. "do you hear yourself?"

samira's heart dropped because you never called her by her first name, it was always "sami". you were upset with her and she hated when you were upset with her.

"what is your issue, huh?" you continued. "you didn't even give her a chance. am i not supposed to be happy? do i not deserve happiness, samira? or do i have to continue being the unwanted third wheel to you and jack?"

that struck a nerve. you were so much more than a third wheel for them. they hated that you thought of yourself as such.

"hey, let's just calm down." jack tried to meditate the situation. "y/n, you're not our third wheel and you do deserve happiness. 'mira's just upset, right? right, 'mira?"

you stared at jack for a moment before turning back to samira who had tears welled up in her eyes. you were confused by her emotions. why was she so upset by you seeing gabby, and why was she starting to cry?

"i- i just feel like i'm losing you." samira choked out from a broken sob. "please, i can't lose you."

"what are you talking about? you're not losing me." your brows were furrowed and you had a confused look in your eyes.

samira continued sobbing about how she felt that she was losing you since you started seeing gabby. you wanted to tell her that, that wasn't true and that you still cared about and loved her. then you realized, for the past eight years you had put samira first. you always put her first, but now that you were with someone and had your own chance at happiness she wanted to take that away from you. you loved her so much, but you were not about to allow your heart to continue being broken. you had to make the hardest decision you ever made in your life.

"samira, you're my best friend and i love you, but i have to put myself first." you said then walked off to the car, where gabby was waiting for you.

that night led to multiple week's of distance between you and the couple. you had them blocked on all forms of communication and didn't return to their house. you avoided them at all costs at work by asking your coworkers to take any calls from the ED. one day they tried showing up at your door step to see you, but you had victoria turn them away. they confused you. you understood why samira would want to see you, but you didn't understand why jack came along if he hated you so much.

you kept your distance, then the gifts started appearing. random bouquets of flowers would show up after your lunch break or at your apartment. most of them with notes apologizing, signed by samira and jack. the gifts gradually became more grand. next it was flashy jewelry accompanied by the flowers, the kind your father bought your mother on special occasions or sometimes just because. then it was big gift baskets with flowers, jewelry, and your favorite snacks. then it was purses, ones you used to show samira and talk about how much you wanted to buy them. the gifts kept coming and kept growing.

you didn't budge, because they were attempting to buy your forgiveness and you couldn't be bought. you missed samira, but you were happy with gabby, right?

as for jack and samira, they were growing restless. the distance was killing them, but samira hurt the most. this was the longest she went without you since you two met. jack's heart ached because samira was hurting and because they lost you.

in the end, it was his fault and he had to make it better. they both needed you to come back to them, but jack had to be the one to fix things. jack was willing to fight for both of his girls.

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💌a/n - i know there was very little of the reader's dating arc in this chapter, but i plan to have a few more chapters with the dating arc included, so stay tuned. this chapter i kinda wanted to capture how far gone jack and samira really are, like they sound crazy as shit, but i think i like crazy. let me know what you think. also i have a mohabbot x reader one shot coming soon that has nothing to do with this series, so stay tuned for that too. i'm sending lots of love to you all, xoxoxo!!!

Jack picked up a day shift today, even though you wanted him home with you, and you’ve decided that instead of doing something productive, you’d rather get scared over some really shitty crimes. 

You chug the rest of your wine and reach for the remote to change the show before they enter traumatizing territory. Right as you lift the remote, the apartment door jiggles, and a groan follows two seconds later. 

Paranoia sneaks up onto your shoulders, and you say the only thing you can think of. “Jack? Is that you?” 

No one answers. There is only more shuffling and groaning. You don’t move, though. 

“Jack?” you say, louder this time. 

He steps into the room a few moments later, donned in his wrinkled scrubs and an amused smile. “Hey, darling. Is there something wrong?” 

You shake your head. “Why didn’t you answer when I first called you?” 

He shrugs. “Were you scared?” 

You roll your eyes and sink into your bed. “A little.” 

Jack steps further into the room and pulls his scrub top and undershirt over his head. “I told you to stop watching those crime documentaries. They freak you out,” he tells you. He then pulls his pants down, takes the clothing pooling around his feet, and dumps them into the hamper in the bathroom. “I don’t want you clutching onto me tonight over something you could have avoided watching.” 

“So you hate me?” you ask as he starts the shower.  

“I do not hate you,” he says, enunciating each word. 

“Right,” you reply, then turn away from him. 

He lets out a ‘humph,’ then continues to undress for his shower. You swear you can hear him say things under his breath, but you don’t pay attention. Or at least try to. 

You’re not really mad at Jack. You agree with him, really. You shouldn’t be watching shows or movies that freak you out because you end up losing sleep and getting into such a terrible mood that the weather shifts. 

Your annoyance is simply because Jack might not cuddle you tonight – a time when you’re incredibly needy and desperate for his hands touching any part of your body. It doesn’t matter if he’s sweeping hair off your shoulder or running his fingertips along your forearm for you to go to sleep. You just need him, but he might not be into it tonight.

You watch the wall as Jack showers and goes through his night routine. When the lights shut off, his bedside lamp flickers on, and his weight sinks into the mattress, you grip your sheets and lift them higher up your face. 

“Good night,” you mumble, then pretend to go to bed. 

“Are you seriously mad at me?” he asks. 

You shrug. 

Jack turns off his lamp and then scoots closer to you. One arm curves along your head, his hand resting inches away from your eyes. His other arm drapes over your side and pulls your body into his chest. 

You think about squirming your way out of his grasp, but the little devil crawling out of your ear and plopping itself on your shoulder is telling you something else… 

You scoot further into his chest and push your ass into his crotch. You grab his hand that rests on your collarbone and place it on your tits. He most certainly feels how hard your nipples are, and he massages them over your thin sleep top before moving a hand under the fabric and groping your tit. 

You breathe out a whimper and continue dragging your ass along his growing erection. 

“Feels good?” you whisper. 

He groans. “You feel so good. You smell so good…” 

“I got some new body wash and lotions. Do you like them?” 

“I fucking love them,” he whispers. He keeps pushing his concealed and very hard cock into your ass – your almost bare ass, considering your shorts are very loose and thin. Jack needs more of you, you can tell. He moves his hand that was once steady on your tit and heads for your cunt. “I want to feel you, baby. Please.” 

You grab his hand and push it off your hip. You roll onto your back and tilt your head towards the wall. “Not tonight.” 

“What?” he exclaims, his voice sounding like it’s on the verge of tears. “Please, baby. Let me touch you.” 

You pretend you’re asleep. He doesn’t fall for it until you completely twist your body around and sink your face into your pillow. 

That’s when he groans like someone trying not to throw a tantrum. 

“Whatever,” you hear him mumble. “I need to take care of this.” 

A second later, the bedsheets rustle and Jack gasps. Then he moans. 

There’s a quiet movement in the sheets you hear. Like someone is beneath them, punching them over and over again, as if they might float up and away like a hot air balloon. However, no one is there. Well, except for Jack’s hand that’s fisting his extremely hard cock. 

You don’t think he might actually be stroking himself until you hear one of his mangled moans. You heard those moans back when you first started dating and would fuck anywhere and everywhere. In bar bathrooms, in concert venue alleyways, or in the car. Jack would bite down on his lip – or yours – to stifle his moans but end up failing. They would sound lethargic, like he had just run a marathon, and it would always rile you up. 

You hear those moans over and over again as the movement beneath the sheets gets faster. 

“Fuck me,” he whispers. “My cock could be inside you right now. I could be hitting that spot you like, deep in your fucking pussy. If you had just let me.” 

You don’t say a word. You keep quiet and only clamp your legs shut, even if you’re already really wet and it’s uncomfortable keeping this position. 

“Yeah… yeah… I need to come,” you hear him mumbling. You can imagine his hand tight around his cock, pumping fast and hard, squeezing himself around the base like you usually do – something that typically pushes him over the edge. “Thinking about your pretty tits and that fucking cunt.” 

The noise of the sheets gets louder, and so do his moans. When he comes, he whines. 

You hear the snap of his boxers, then the sound of someone smacking their lips together. “All of this cum could be on your pretty little lips if you had just let me.” 

Abbot stands at the door and looks in either direction. He looks in either direction then Dr. Ellis quicksteps past him. "Hey Ellis, do you know if any patients are missing a kid?"

"A kid?" She backs up and looks in the room, "Definitely not. Should I get security?"

"Not yet. I'll find out more. Go ahead." He dismisses her and enters the room.

The girl hears his foot steps and looks up at him curiously. "Hi."

"Hi, I'm Dr. Abbot. What is your name, sweetie?"

"Miracle." She turns back to the fox on the wall.

"What a pretty name." He kneels down beside her on his good knee, "Are you here with your family?"

She shakes her head, "I'm here all by myself."

Abbot purses his lips in worry, "Oh yeah? How did you get here?"

"The elevator." She smiles, "I remember the fox from last time and came down all by myself."

"The elevator…" He thinks for a moment. He notices on her chest as a name tag. Similar to his badge was a photo of Miracle and the words PTMC childcare center. Miracle was not a patient or a child of one but a child of an employee at the hospital. He lets out a sigh of relief, "Well, this is a long way from where you belong isn't it?"

Miracle shrinks and clasps her hands together, "I didn't mean to."

"It's okay, sweetie but we'll need to take you back. Don't want your people to worry right?"

"Uh huh." She nods, "My mommy works in the hospital. She helps really sick people."

"You know, I do that too." He smiles, "Why don't we go sit somewhere and call your mommy? Let her know you are okay."

"Okay!"

Abbot stands up and holds out his hand for the girl to hold but she instead holds up both of her arms with the expectation of him to pick her up. He smiles and obliges, carrying her back to the main nurse's station. "I think I know where some stickers are that you can have. Do you like stickers?"

"Yeah!" She squeals.

Miracle had a smile that could melt the coldest hearts. As they walk, she rests her head on Abbot's shoulder. He tries to steel his resolve but his heart swells at the feeling of her little head on his shoulder.

"Oh my, who is this little one?" Lena smiles at the girl.

"This is Miracle. She is a long way from the daycare upstairs."

"Oh Geez. I heard the bathrooms are broke down on their floor so they have to go to a different one." Lena says, "No wonder this little lamb got lost." She pinches the little girl's cheeks. An infectious giggle comes from the girl as she squirms in Abbot's arms.

He sets her down on a stool and takes a look at her tag. It had her full name on it with a phone number underneath. He recognizes it as the ICU floor. He dials it on the office phone.

A soft woman's voice answers in a quiet tone, "ICU?"

"Hi, this is Dr. Abbot here in the ED. I have a sweet little girl named Miracle down here lost from the daycare."

"Oh my god." He can hear the woman panic. Faintly, she tells her colleague, "Thank you Dr. Abbot. I will be down in just a moment."

Before he can respond the line goes dead. It must have been Miracle's mother on the phone, "Good news, Miracle. Your mommy is on the way."

"What about my stickers?" Oh right…

He snaps and opens a random junk drawer and finds some stickers in the bottom. "Here you are."

She takes them from him and rips off one and places it back on his hand. He smiles down at the sticker.

Just a moment becomes a long while as Abbot and Miracle wait. Although young, Miracle was able to keep herself entertained at the desk. She ran out of stickers and Abbot's arms and face had run out of surface area. His staff laugh and take in the adorable sight of Abbot with the little girl.

"Miracle! Oh thank god, you're still here."

"Mommy!"

Abbot whips his head around and feels his heart leap out of his chest. You come flying down the stairs and jog over to the nurse's station. He can't take his eyes off of you as you come around and pick up your daughter.

"What were thinking coming down here all by yourself?"

"I wanted to play with this fox on the wall."

You shake your head and move your eyes to Abbot's sticker riddled body. "Hi… you must Dr. Abbot."

"You'd be correct." He holds his hands behind his back, "Miracle was keeping me company down here."

"I can see that," You giggle, "You have discovered her obsession with stickers. Sorry."

"Not a problem. Anything to keep her entertained."

"I appreciate it. I really do. She has gotten into this adventurous stage of wandering off and I can barely keep up. I'm glad you were able to keep her occupied." Your smile was just as criminal as Miracle's.

"She's welcome back anytime." He waves it off as he tries not to stutter under your sweet gaze.

"Alright then. Say bye to Dr. Abbot, Miracle."

"Bye Dr…. Abby." She giggles.

"Dr. Abby? You're so silly." You tickle her side then you look at him again, "Bye Dr. Abbot."

"Bye Dr. Abbot." Miracle waves as you carry her back up the stairs to the daycare center.

Abbot watches you go with a longing look. He looks down at his arms and chuckles before he starts to meticulously peel them off. It takes a few minutes to do, a few of the stickers leaving a mark.

He thought that would be the last time he would see you and Miracle. The next night, he looks in the Pedes room longingly before continuing on his way back to the hub.

He stops short just a few feet. Then backtracks and looks into the break room to find a familiar figure. Little Miracle was squatting down in front of the vending machine looking through the slot in the bottom.

"Hungry?" Abbot enters the room.

Miracle sheepishly withdraws from the machine and clasps her hands together. A tell that she did when she thought she was in trouble. She looks at the machine then back at Abbot.

"It's okay." He holds his hands out to her. She approaches him quickly and jumps into his arms. He lifts her and rest her on his hip. "It's a bit late for a sugary snack. How about… some goldfish?"

She nods quickly. He smiles at her and opens one of the pantries where some small snacks were available. He grabs out a package of goldfish and hand them to the little girl. Then he takes her back to the nurse's station.

"Little Lamb!" Lena smiles when she see the little girl then the smile turns shit-eating, "She's taking a liking to you, Abbot."

"She was just hungry. She probably saw the vending machine from the last time she was here." He sets Miracle down on a stool. "You are real sneaky, aren't you?"

Miracle shakes her head as she smirks. She continues to eat her crackers without a word. She was very cunning for her age. Able to get away from the daycare staff and get down to the ED without arousing suspicion of being alone. You must really have your hands full with her.

You were a single mother working as an ICU nurse. You transferred from an ICU clinic out of state due to your toxic ex, Miracle's dad. You had taken the job at the PTMC due to their 24 hour daycare program. You were able to spend time with your daughter during the day and without support at home, she would need to come to the hospital to sleep for the night. It was only a few nights a week so it was hard not to pass up.

Not that Abbot knew your situation. It wasn't like, after that night he met you, he asked one of the medical assistants about you during an ICU transfer.

He picks up the phone and dials the ICU line. "ICU?" It's you again. Speaking softly. A mental image pops up in his mind of you speaking that way to him in the morning.

"Uh, this is Dr. Abbot in the ED."

"Hi, are you looking for a bed?"

"No, actually, I have Miracle down here. She seems to have gotten away again."

"You're joking…" You grumble. You mutter to your coworker again. "i've gotta go… the ED… Miracle… yeah again… unbelievable i know…Are you still there Abbot?"

"I am."

"I'll be down in a minute. I am so sorry. See you soon." You say defeated.

"See you…" The line goes dead and Abbot turns his attention back to Miracle.

She spins on the stool without a care. She finished her goldfish while he was on the phone. He grabs an office chair and sits beside her, "Miracle, your mommy is on her way."

She beams at him, "Yay."

"Do you come down here because you like when you mommy comes to pick you up?"

Miracle shakes her head, "My mommy picks me up all the time. I like when you pick me up and we play."

He leans back, "I see. But Miracle, your mommy and I are busy working. We can't play all the time you know that, right? It's night time and you need rest. So while we work, you sleep."

"But I can only see you at night time. Mommy said so."

Abbot chuckles, "What did your mom say?"

"You work night time at the hospital so that means we can only see you at night time. We can't come in the day time."

"Do you ask to see me in the day time?"

She nods. "You are fun to play with."

"You are fun too." He boops her nose, "Do you like to draw?" She nods rapidly. "How about you draw something for us to put up back here?" He grabs some printer paper and some colored pens from the cup of supplies on the desk.

"You draw too." She hands a pen to him.

"I'd love to sweetie but remember what I said? I have to do my work. It's so I don't get in trouble. Ms. Lena will keep an eye on you."

Miracle pouts like a kicked puppy. It tears Abbot's heart to shreds to look at. He bites down on his bottom lip before looking away. Be strong, be strong, he repeats the mantra as he walks away.

It doesn't take long for him to return though and at the same time that he is back at the nurse's station you come jogging down the stairs. "Hello again," He smiles at you.

"Hi," You return the smile and look at Miracle, "She is going to become a permanent resident by the end of the week down here. C'mon little mama."

Miracle jumps from her stool and hides behind Abbot's legs. "No."

You let out a huff and smile awkwardly, "Heh, Miracle, sweetie it's time to say goodbye to Dr. Abbot."

"No." She grabs onto him. She touches a part of Abbot's prosthesis, she hesitates then moves to wrap both her hands around his other leg.

"God, this is so embarrassing." You mutter then you look up at Abbot, "I'm sorry, she is cranky at this point."

"That's okay." He chuckles, "How about I walk her with you to the daycare?"

"Oh, no it's fine. I'm sure they need you down here being the shift attending and all." You tighten your lips. You didn't mean to reveal that. You may or may not have asked a medical assistant about him during an ED transfer.

"It is not a problem. It's Lena that keeps this place running." He turns to Miracle, "If I come with you will you be good for your mommy?"

She nods rapidly and holds her hands up to him. He picks her up and smiles at you, "Shall we?"

"We shall." You lead them to the elevator. As you enter, you hear Miracle whisper to Abbot.

"What happened to your leg?" She cups his ear to whisper but she wasn't too discreet as you still heard her question.

"I got hurt in an accident. My leg was no good so they gave me a new one." He whispers back.

"Does it hurt?"

"Not anymore." He shakes his head, "I eat good and take care of myself to be big and strong." He tickles her side, making her giggle in his ear.

You can't help but smile. His patience with your daughter warmed your heart. It was something about him treating her like a small person and not a nuisance unlike someone you once knew. She was disrupting him at work but he didn't let it bother him. He seemed to enjoy it, actually.

As you walk back to the daycare, you notice Miracle has gone quiet. You look over and see she had fallen asleep on Abbot's shoulder. "That girl is something else." You shake your head.

"She gives you a run for your money." Abbot whispers.

"You have no idea." You sigh, "She has not been infatuated with anything ever until she met you. I've never heard her speak about someone so highly after meeting them once."

"So she says. She told me, she stays awake to play with me."

"All day, non-stop. 'Mommy, you should invite Dr. Abbot to our house to play.' 'Mommy, Is Dr. Abbot at the hospital yet?' 'I got a booboo, Dr. Abbot should help.'" You laugh at yourself then notice Abbot smiling at you. You avert your gaze and stop at the Pre-K door. "This is her." You scan your ID and open the door for Abbot.

He lays her on one of the cots with the other kids. You tuck her in and kiss her forehead. You apologize to the staff and they apologize too. The bathrooms should be finished by tomorrow so hopefully this is the last time Miracle elopes.

You walk with Abbot back to the elevator, "I really can't thank you enough, Dr. Abbot."

"Miracle is a sweetheart. Just as much as I left an impression on her she's left one on me." He holds his hands behind his back as he walks.

"Hopefully, this will be the last of her hijinks and my blood pressure will lower." You take a deep breath. Abbot purses his lips as his heart wilts. You stop in front of the elevator, "This is where we part ways. You've gotta go down and I've gotta go up." You hit the down button, "I'll take the stairs."

"I'll see you around?" He steps on to the elevator.

"At this rate? I'll be seeing you tomorrow." You joke.

You joke but Abbot hoped that it was a promise.

The next night, Miracle appears again. Abbot makes his rounds when he finds her curled up on the couch in the family room. He almost didn't catch her this time if it weren't for the door being propped open by the janitors. He enters the room quietly and sits beside her.

He rubs her back as he tries to rouse her from sleep. The little girl rises out of her ball like state and crawls into his lap and rests on his chest. He sighs and continues to rub her back and rocks her side to side. He pulls out his hospital phone and dials the ICU.

"ICU?" A firm voice speaks. It definitely wasn't you, "Hello?"

"Yes, hi, this is Abbot down in the ED. I've got Miracle down here and was wondering if her mother was available to pick her up."

"Uh…unfortunately she is unavailable at the moment. Are you able to keep an eye on her for some time? She is tending to a patient at the moment. I will pass along the message as soon as I can." There was a wobble of nervousness in the nurse's voice. It was always life or death in the ICU.

"Yeah, I can. Just let her know when you can." He hangs up the phone and continues to rock her. When he knows he has spent too much time he will carry her to the hub.

"Lena, occupy Central 6 for me." He points to the sleeping girl in his arms, "Her mom might take a minute."

"You got it." She opens a tablet and fills in some random information to occupy the room on the status board.

He lays Miracle on the gurney and tucks her under the covers. "Thank you for making me so special." He whispers to her then shuts out the lights and leaves the room closing the door. Through out the hour he keeps an eye on her.

You come down the stairs looking disheveled. Your eyes were puffy, it looked like you had been crying. Abbot approaches beside you and rests his hand on the center of your back, "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, sorry, where is Miracle?" You sniffle.

"Right in here." He leads you into Central 6. You lower the rail on one side of the gurney and pull up a chair to caress Miracle's face as she sleeps. He can see tears fall indiscriminately from your eyes. "Is everything okay?"

You let out a chuckle, "Is everything ever okay in our departments?" He sighs and pulls up another chair to be beside you. "Just before I come down here, every time, I've had to stabilize a patient, or at least try. A different person each time and afterward I'd come right down here and see the smile on my daughter's face like everything is okay. I have to act like I haven't just witnessed the scariest thing 5 minutes before coming to get her. I don't have to brave it when she's at daycare. In my mind, she seems worlds apart from the madness. Safe. I freak out thinking about her down here. What she might see. As if I didn't just watch someone die minutes ago." Abbot hears your voice waver as you speak but you laugh again, "But even still, with you, she is safe. She's so comfortable in your arms like she's known you her whole short life. You make it look so easy." You lean back in your chair and sniffle, "It makes me think I'm not cut out for this."

"Woah, that is a severe overstatement." He leans forward and takes your hand, "Had you not told me, I would have never known what you've done before coming down here. The first time you came down, you had this infectious smile on your face. And Miracle ran into your arms, you didn't falter for a second. Scooped her right in your arms. If you were scared you never showed it. You are her world. She knows you're there for her. You make it look effortless"

You look down at his hand on yours. He gives it an affirming squeeze. It's warm to the touch. "I bet you say that to all the single mothers." You bite back a smile and pull your hand away.

"Usually when they're here they are preoccupied with… you know an emergency?"

You giggle, "Really? None have made a move on you?"

"I fear that is day shift only. At this time of night, I only get the drunks playing grab ass." He sighs.

"Oh poor you," You rub his shoulder. "And here I thought you were like this dangerous and sexy combat medic that flirted with all the moms."

"Dangerous and sexy?"

"The other nurses on my floor say that, at least."

"So you talk about me to other people."

"I had to. I have to make sure the men in my daughter's life aren't dirt bags." You shrug, "They said you were a flirt too. Any defense?"

"I'm playful." He surrenders, "It's only to liven up this dreadful place."

"Right." You purse your lips into a thin smile, "Well, I should probably be taking her back to the daycare." You remove Miracle from the gurney and rest her on your hip, "You have a good rest of your night, Dr. Abbot."

He follows you out of the room, "I hope my playfulness hasn't scared you away from coming back to work."

"Only time will tell, I guess. Maybe I'll consider transferring to the ED and have some fun with you down here instead. " You shoot him a playful wink. He licks his bottom lip as he watches you walk to the elevator and back upstairs.

"She's got you whipped." Ellis shakes her head.

"Both of them do." Lena smirks, "Forget a work wife, he's got a whole work family."

"It's not like that." He waves them off, "Miracle is a troublemaker and her mom—"

"Is the hottest nurse you've ever laid your eyes on?" Ellis cocks an eyebrow, "You're not the only one with eyes, Abbot."

He averts his gaze to the status board, "Do you have anything better to do right now, Ellis? How does triage for the next hour sound?"

"Sounds like I should keep my mouth shut and get back to work." She leans over and mutters to Lena, "See how defensive he got. Whipped."

It had been a week since Miracle's escape attempts. The bathroom in the daycare was up and running again so there was no way for her to escape. Abbot stares at her drawing she had left behind. He missed that little rascal. He missed you too.

When things get slow enough, he decides to try and take a trip up to the daycare to check on Miracle. It was possible that she was sleeping but just seeing her would keep his spirits high. He tells Lena he's going to be out for a few minutes and hits the elevator button.

When the doors open his eyes widen in surprise. You stand there with a smile on your face and a look of surprise yourself. "Hey, I was just coming down to look for you."

"Oh? What for? Patient transfer?"

"No actually," You beckon him onto the elevator, "Miracle is having a hard time sleeping and misses her friend Dr. Abbot. I was wondering if I can steal you for a few minutes to put her to bed." You hit the button for the daycare floor, "Is that okay?"

"Uh yeah… I was actually going to head there."

"Felt a disturbance in the force, Jedi?" You chuckle.

"I just wanted to make sure she was alright."

"You've spoiled her." You say, "Now she can't live without you. It was inevitable, she's imprinted on you like a little duck. You are her mama now."

He laughs. It's a hearty laugh that warms your chest. You can't help but laugh too. The two of you walk out of the elevator side by side and enter the daycare. Miracle lays in her bed and beams when she sees the two of you from the window.

You both enter and sit beside her bed. "Okay, Miracle, this is a one time thing. Dr. Abbot can't come and go whenever you want while you're here." You explain as you tuck her in, "But he did say he missed you too."

She grins at him, "Do you still have my picture, Dr. Abbot?"

"I do. I look at it everyday." He grabs her hand and squeezes it tight.

"Maybe because you miss me we can play not in the hospital." She pouts.

You purse your lips and nod, "Maybe… But Dr. Abbot is super busy—"

"If your mommy says it's okay, I would be more than happy to."

You swivel your head at him in surprise, "You would?"

"Sure," He shrugs, "We can all play together outside of the hospital."

Your face is cooking as he speaks. Was he saying what you think he was saying?

"But that is for your mommy and I to talk about. You, little one, need to sleep." She nods and shuts her eyes. Your eyes are still on him. He notices and smiles, "Did you want to talk about that now?"

"Uh no I just… thought…"

"I was too sexy and dangerous? Or did you still believe I am too playful?"

You bow your head in defeat, "I guess I did."

After Miracle falls asleep the two of you leave. "I am going to be honest. I fully believed that this would be the last we saw of each other. We would go our separate ways, officially." You confess.

"I knew that wouldn't be the case after second time Miracle came to the ER." He chuckles, "I'd find a way to see you again."

"So were you the one sabotaging bathroom maintenance?" You giggle, "If you wanted to meet with me so bad you could have asked. Like you asked Edgar about me."

"You found out about that…" He winces.

"My good looks get me my way up there." You tease, "I'm kidding. When I asked about you he told me you had done the same. So I asked for more information."

"That's when you got the sexy and dangerous thing from."

"Yes, you are really stuck on that." You nudge him, "Don't believe it."

"I just like the way it sounds coming from you. You believe it."

"I do not."

"For a moment you did. In your mind, there was an image of me next to those words."

You cover your mouth as you refrain from laughing out loud, "Alright, what's it going to take for you to not bring that up anymore."

"When are you free?" He asks, "We can go somewhere and have breakfast after work? Or lunch? Go to the park for Miracle."

"Breakfast sounds good." You take out your personal phone, "How about you put in your number and I'll let you know."

"Promise?" He takes your phone and puts in his number

"If I don't you can put me on blast by calling the ICU and bug me. They all need something juicy to keep them entertained." You smile as he hands back your phone, "But I like you. So I won't keep you waiting too long. How does 10am tomorrow sound?"

"Sounds like a deal."

The two of you stop short of the elevator. You bite your lip before leaning in and kissing Abbot's cheek. "This is where we part ways." You hit the down button, "I'll take the stairs. See you at breakfast."

Abbot's cheeks burn as he watches you jog up the stairs. He tries to control his smile in the elevator as to not tip off the others to his glee. He didn't need them spoiling his fun just yet.

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The sunlight peaks through the curtains of the hotel room as you lift your head from Jack’s chest. He shifts in response and glances over to the alarm clock. 

5:00 A.M.

“I know they usually say it’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding, but I’m glad I get to wake up to you,” Jack said, leaning up to press his lips to yours. 

“I’m glad that I get to see you too. Plus, it’s our big day. We make the rules,” You respond, pressing kisses all over his face. 

Jack chuckles at your affection before pulling you to cuddle back into his side. You both sit in silence, but bask in the company of each other. You know that for a few hours, you won’t be seeing each other until it’s time to walk down the aisle. 

Once the clock hits 5:30, Jack looks down at you, “Let’s get back to the house. I’m sure everyone’s gonna be getting up soon.” 

You slide from beneath the covers as the chill settles over your body. You grab the to-go bag where you packed yours and Jack’s spare clothes. 

He smirks, “I’m rubbing off on you.” 

“Yeah, yeah, old man. The go-bag does come in handy.” 

Inside the bathroom, Jack clocks the fact that you were proactive in making sure that the hotel provided a shower chair for him. He presses a kiss to the crown of your head as you brush your teeth, “Did I ever mention how much I love you?”

“All the time, but it’s always nice to keep hearing it,” you say, spitting the toothpaste in the sink. From the mirror, you watch as Jack enters the shower. There’s a peaceful smile that graces his face. 

You hand him a towel as he steps out, along with his crutches. He leaves the bathroom just as you enter the shower. After you and Jack both get ready, you grab all your belongings before leaving the hotel room.

Before you leave, Jack makes sure you grab all the discarded ones and hands you the wad, “For the performance last night.”

You laugh, “I’m very grateful for the tip, Mr. Abbot.”

“Anytime, Mrs. Abbot.” 

You check out and hand the hotel room key to the receptionist. She gives you and Jack a smile before you leave. 

Jack drives you both back to your parent’s house where you can see some of the workers starting to set up the decorations for the wedding. A wave of excitement rushes through your body at seeing all of the work and love that you had put into the wedding coming together. 

In just a few hours, you would be walking down the aisle to say “I Do” to the love of your life.

Jack turns his head to look at you, “Hey, today’s gonna be an amazing day. I’ll be waiting for you at the end of aisle.” He presses his lips against yours, “I’ll be the one in the tux with the tears rolling down his face.”

A loud laugh leaves your mouth as you kiss Jack again, “Funny, I’ll be the one wearing white if you can’t find me.”

“Trust me, baby, I’d be able to find you in every single lifetime.” 

He pecks your lips again before getting out of the truck to open your door. You both hold hands as you walk towards the house. 

“The girls are gonna come in our room to get ready. The biggest room in the guest house is for you and the groomsmen,” you explain to Jack, who nods. 

“Yeah, Robby has my tux with him. So I guess this is where we part ways, Princess.” He gives you a soft look before stepping closer so that you’re both chest-to-chest. His freckled hands come up to cup both sides of your face, “I’ll see you soon, sweetheart.”

“I’ll see you soon.”

He connects his lips to yours before giving you one last look and going to the guest house. You walk inside in the house and just as you’re walking up the stairs, you catch Dennis sneaking out of Kiara’s room.

His hair is all mused and he looks like he was absolutely wrecked. Both of your eyes lock as you smirk at him, “Well…well…you little whore.”

He blushes before laughing, “I hope this isn’t weird.”

“No at all. I told you yesterday that you had my blessing to pursue my sister. Just don’t hurt her, okay?”

Dennis shakes his head, “I won’t. She scares me a little, but I really like her.” He pauses as he looks you up and down, “I’m assuming Jack’s private dance went well last night.”

“Dennis, it was spectacular. We’ll have to top ourselves for the wedding night and honeymoon because it was freaked out in there.”

Dennis laughs. He doesn’t think he’ll ever tire of your blunt honesty. He smiles softly, “Big day. We finally get to see you walking down the aisle. You excited?”

“Yeah, but I’m really nervous. Not about the marriage, but because it’s finally here. Who would’ve thought me punching that guy in the bar would’ve landed me my husband?”

“For what it’s worth, that was a pretty crazy night, but I’m happy for you. You deserve this. You’re an amazing person and I’m really grateful for our friendship. I can’t wait to see you walk down that aisle today,” Dennis says, light tears glistening in his eyes. 

The tear prickle at your own eyes as you stare at him. You pull his body into a tight hug, “Thanks for always being such a great friend, Dennis.”

“Anytime. Now let’s get you upstairs while I head to the guest house.”

“I love you, Dennis.” 

He smiles again, “I love you too.”

You get a chance to take a power nap before your sisters and mother come knocking at the door. 

“There’s our bride to be,” your mother exclaims, pulling you into a wide hug. 

Kiara and Jaylen walk in behind your mother with huge smiles on their faces. “My little sissy is getting married,” Kiara announces.

“How are you feeling?” Jaylen asks. 

“Really good. Nervous but good,” you respond.

Your mother sets the champagne glasses down just as Samira, Ellis, Dana, Santos, and your cousins enter the room. Your grandmother follows behind shortly. 

Your cousin, Tamara, sets down her makeup kit. Once she found out that you were getting married, she’d offered to do your makeup free of charge. Of course, you and Jack weren’t having it, and he’d graciously paid her for helping you on your big day. 

“Alright, let’s get you all dolled up,” Tamara said, as you take a seat. 

Your mother hands you a champagne glass, “Now you just sit here, get all pretty and don’t worry about a thing. This is your big day so I don’t want you stressing about anything.”

“Okay, thank you, mommy,” you said, smiling brightly at her. She presses a quick kiss to the crown of your head before moving to ensure that everything is going smoothly downstairs. 

“We have a gift for you,” Samira announces from the couch. 

She stands and places the small box in your lap. “It’s from all of us in the Pitt. You’ve really become a huge part of our family, so we wanted to put something nice together for your big day. It’s your something new.”

Gently, you unwrap the ribbon before opening the lid of the box. Inside lays a beautiful diamond bracelet with a pendant in the middle. Upon glancing at the pendant, you notice that yours and Jack’s initials are printed on back.

A pout graces your lips as the tears begin prickling at your eyes, “You guys didn’t have to do all of this. Thank you so much.”

Tamara blots at your eyes before the tears can fall. She moves to the side as you pull Samira into a hug. Dana, Ellis, and Santos follow behind and squeeze you tightly. 

“Would you do the honors of putting it on me, wife?” You ask Dana, who chuckles.

“Of course. If I’m gonna watch my wife down the aisle today, the least I could do is make sure she has a part of me to go with her,” Dana said, gently grabbing your wrist and clasping the bracelet in place.

“Grandma, did you and Daniel have a good night?” 

“Mhmm, we sure did. What we had going on can’t be discussed in public!” 

You giggle as everyone laughs in the room. One by one, you watch as everyone does their makeup and hair. It’s refreshing when to witness everyone getting all dolled up and enjoying each other’s company. 

Ta’Mia, your hair stylist, fluffs your hair out and goes over a few of your curls to make sure that they’re perfectly defined. You had opted to wear your hair in its natural state, but you were including flowers and baby breaths to your hair. 

Once Ta’Mia is satisfied with your volume and definition of your hair. She moves to begin adding the flowers to your hair. Tamara spritz your face with setting spray before fanning you. 

Soon, she and Ta’Mia both step back to admire their mutual work. 

“Girl you look absolutely gorgeous. I mean, you look like you just stepped out of a fairytale,” Tamara said.

You hold the mirror up and gasp softly. It’s truly your dream wedding look that you always imagined as a little girl. 

Soon, each of your bridesmaids put on their respective dresses. Yours and Jack’s colors for the wedding are cream and midnight blue, so you’d decided to put your bridesmaids in midnight blue gowns with different designs that matched their body types. 

You wanted each of the dresses to feel equal to their personality. For Ellis, however, you had both decided on a nice monochrome blue suit to compliment her style. 

“Lookin’ good, Ellis. Might have to keep the ladies off you tonight,” Santos quips.

“Well, it might take you and a couple of security guards because I’ve been known to leave my women a little unhinged,” Ellis responds with a laugh.

Kiara chuckles, “You know what, I actually don’t doubt that. You’ve got dominant written all over you.”

Ellis pretends to brush a piece of lint from her jacket, which makes everyone laugh. 

Not too long after, your mother walks into the room with a bag. From the shape of it, you can tell that it’s your dress. The sudden wave of excitement hits you again as she unzips the dress and presents it to you.

“It’s time to get you ready, baby.” 

Gently, you stand from the chair and cross the room to go into the conjoining bathroom. Kiara, Jaylen, and your mother enter the bathroom alongside you. 

As you step of out of your pajamas, Kiara whistles teasingly, “You got your good lingerie on for, Jack. He might not make it to the reception.”

You roll your eyes with a low laugh leaving your lips. 

Kiara and your mother hold the dress open as you step into it. Jaylen comes behind you to begin buttoning the back. She grabs the fabric in hand to tie the bow at the back. 

Your mother bends down to help you with securing your heels. A knock sounds through the door and Jaylen opens it to reveal your grandmother. 

She runs her eyes up and down your form before smiling gently, “My sweet baby. I figured since you got your something new, you’d need your something old, too.”

She takes a velvet box from behind her back and presents it to you. She opens the lid to reveal a string of pearls, “These pearls, they’ve been in the family since I was little girl. It was one of the first thing my granddaddy could afford to get my grandma. I want you to have it on your special day.”

Your grandmother removes the pearls from the box and stands behind you to secure the necklace around your neck. 

She smiles at the way that the jewelry complements your dress, “There. You look stunning darling.”

“Thank you granny,” you said, your voice shaky with emotion. Your grandmother pulls you in a hug before pressing a quick kiss to your cheek. 

“I guess that means it’s time for us to give you your something blue,” Jaylen said, brandishing a box from behind her back. 

“This is from your platonic lovers,” Kiara said, referencing Jesse and Dennis. She hands you a small note.

‘We couldn’t let our beautiful bride-to-be get married without making sure that we spoil her. Congratulations on your big day. We love you so much and we can’t wait to see you.’

-love,

Your platonic husbands

Jaylen opens the case to reveal a blue brooch. “It attaches to your veil, so even though you won’t be able to see it well, you’ll still know it’s there.” 

“Will you guys put it on for me?”

“Of course,” Jaylen responds. She grabs your veil to attach the brooch before she and your mother slide the comb in the base of your hair. Once they’re sure that the veil is secured in place, they both step back. 

Kiara passes your bouquet of flowers which are a mixture of blue and white hydrangeas. 

Kiara opens the door for you to step out. All heads in the room snap up at the light clicking of your heels. You stand in the center of the floor as everyone gasps.

Your sisters and mother move to the front to get a full view of you. You see the tears filling each other their eyes. Your mother openly starts to weep, “My baby is getting married. Oh, you look so beautiful.”

She steps closer to grab your hands in hers, “Ever since you were a little girl, you talked about this moment. I know how special this is for you and Jack, and I just want to let you know that I’m so proud of you.” 

Kiara takes out the camcorder to record the moment as you both hug. To cement the memories of the wedding day, you had gotten camcorders to record all the small moments, along with hiring Stephen to capture footage. 

You turn to the full body mirror in the room and it all finally starts to settle as you see yourself. It was all just as you imagined it. The dress. The hair. The makeup. All perfect.

You were about to become Mrs. Abbot in less than twenty minutes. 

Hot tears begin to sting at your eyes before Tamara comes up to capture them. She winks at you, “The makeup is waterproof, but I’ll let you save the crying for the ceremony.”

You all take a few pictures together with Stephen capturing all of the moments. He smiles at you behind the camera, “You really do look beautiful, boss. Jack’s a lucky man.”

You smile, “Thanks Stephen. Is Gina here?”

“Yeah, she’s sitting outside,” He responds with a soft smile. After you got back with Jack at the bar, Stephen had been proactive with asking Gina out. They’d been going steady since. 

Soon, all of the bridesmaids grab their bouquets as they start to walk downstairs. Kiara and Jaylen grab the back of your dress to help you downstairs. 

The house is mostly empty save for your bridesmaids and a few groomsmen. You assume that Jack is still in the guest house with Robby. 

Jesse and Dennis both gasp upon seeing you. Jesse walks up to you first, “You look stunning.”

“Yeah, you look absolutely perfect,” Dennis says, coming to stand by Jesse.

“I got the gift. Thank you,” you said, tears starting to fill your eyes again. You pull them both into a hug as they press pecks to your cheeks. 

“Anytime. Now let’s go get you married,” Jesse announces before glancing at Jaylen. 

Your mom claps her hands to get everyone’s attention, “Okay, everyone, it’s time. Let’s get everyone into place.”

Your father steps in front of you and runs his gaze up and down your form. The tears start streaming down his face immediately, “My sweet pea is really getting married. You look absolutely beautiful, babygirl.”

He pulls you into a hug before offering his arm, “Let’s get you out there to your husband.”

The ceremony begins with Jack walking out first. He smiles at your mutual friends and family all sitting in the audience. Soon, your grandmother and mother walk down the aisle. 

Robby follows along with Aaliyah by his side. As they reach the front of the aisle, they both separate to mutual side. Robby stands behind Jack and clasps his shoulder gently. He sends the man a gentle reassuring smile. 

Next, Jaylen and Jesse walk down the aisle arm-in-arm. Jesse gazes over at Jaylen and imagines a time where this will be their wedding. He imagines her in a white dress with a beautiful smile. Jaylen catches him looking before presenting him with that same gorgeous smile. As they reach the top,  Jesse kisses Jaylen’s hand before moving to stand behind Robby. 

Kiara and Dennis are next. Quite frankly, it looks like Kiara is guiding Dennis down the aisle, but he doesn’t seem like he minds at all. In fact, the young man looks quite smitten by Kiara. She shoots him a quick wink as they separate. 

Jack smiles at your sisters, but he can’t help the nerves and excitement that radiate through his stomach at the prospect of seeing you. He’s envisioned this moment a million times in his head, even in the early stages of your relationship. 

The rest of your bridesmaids and groomsmen follow behind before the flower girls come out, which are just your youngest cousins. The little girls smile brightly while throwing the petals on the ground. 

Soon, Princess walks outside. A large bow adorns her head as she struts down the aisle. A handful of “awwws” leaves the crowd as your little girl commands everyone’s attention. She looks towards the front where Jack is smiling at her. He gestures for her to walk forward for bending to whisper “Good girl.” 

Your mother calls for her and Princess goes to sit in the seat next to her. She waves her tail excitedly. 

Jack feels like his heart is about to explode. This is it. He’s about to see you walking down the aisle. Dana, who’s officiating the wedding, asks everyone to stand. 

Everyone rises and turns to face the door. The orchestra that you hired begins to play an instrumental version of “Best Part.” The soft strings fill the backyard as Jack’s heart continues to thud loudly against his chest. 

His breath leaves his body at the first sight of you. In this moment, he knows that there’s no other place in this world that he would rather be than standing here for you. 

Your eyes meet as a large smile crosses your lips. Jack can feel the tears welling up at his waterline and a few start to stream down his face. His knees start to buckle at the sight of you and Robby catches the movement. 

He places a hand on Jack’s shoulder to steady him. You can feel the tears welling up in your own eyes at seeing Jack crying. As you finally reach him, you turn to face your father. 

He gives you another soft smile as the tears trail down his face. He glances at Jack, “Take care of my baby, Jack.”

“I will,” Jack responds, as he and your father hug. 

Jack reaches a hand out, which you take as you come to stand in front of him. 

“You look beautiful, Princess,” He states, leaning forward.

“Aht, slow your roll Abbot, we haven’t gotten to that part yet,” Dana states, which causes everyone to laugh. 

Jack lets out an embarrassed laugh, “Sorry.” 

Dana smiles at you and Jack, “We’re all gathered here for a very special occasion. We’re here to witness two very special people solidify their love today. Now, the first time that I met this young woman, she came into the ER with the full intention of flirting with Abbot. I saw the way he looked at her that day, like he was finally seeing color again, and I knew it was gonna be something special. Today, we’re here to celebrate these two lovebirds as they become one.” 

She glances at you and Jack, “Now by order of the bride, I’m skipping all of the bits about people objecting because I’m sure she and her sisters would rip you all a new one.” 

Kiara and Jaylen both nod in agreement while everyone laughs. 

She turns to Jack first, “Jack, do you take yn as your lawfully wedded wife? To have, to hold, from this day forward till death do you part?”

Jack keeps his eyes on you, “I do.”

Dana turns to you, “Yn, do you take Jack as your lawfully wedded husband? To have, to hold, from this day forward till death do you part?”

A soft look crosses your face as you take in Jack’s appearance, “I do.”

Jack grips your hands tighter between his. It’s clear that the mutual love is flowing between the two of you. 

“Now, the couple has written their own special vows, and this is when they’ll share them. We’ll start with our groom.”

Jack gazes at you before he lets out a deep breath, “I was planning to write something down, but I figured it’d be better if I spoke from the heart. I guess I’ll start from the beginning. I know it sounds cliche but I fell for you the first time I saw you. You and Whitaker had just came in after you punches that guy at the bar.” He pauses as everyone chuckles, “You flirted with me and I knew that I wanted to see more of you. I was so tempted to ask Whitaker for your number. From those moments when you showed up on my shifts or even after we officially started dating, I don’t think there’s ever been a moment where I haven’t loved you. I love you, sweetheart. I love you so much that I wake up with the love that I have for you on my mind.” 

He takes another deep breath as the tears begin to well up in his eyes, “You’ve been patient with me and you’ve loved me through my worst moments. I didn’t think I’d ever get this chance to be loved again, but you keep proving me wrong. I swear to you that I’ll always spend each day making you happy. I promise to show up and love you through your best and worst moments. I promise to be everything that you need and more. I promise that I’ll always give you the world. I love you. Even in front of all of these people, I can’t truly express the amount of love that I have for you. You make me better, Princess. Thank you for giving me this.”

The tears stream down both of your faces and most of the wedding party starts to tear up. For Jack’s Pitt family, it fully hits them that Jack is getting his happy ending. 

They’ve watched him throughout the years, carrying the silent burden, but showing up to work without complaints. Now, he has you and he doesn’t have to carry it alone anymore. 

You squeeze Jack’s hands tightly, “Jackie, firstly I have to say that you look so hot in this suit.” Everyone chuckles at the fact that you still find a way to be thirsty for your man.

“I knew I liked you on that first night. You weren’t overt with showing that you cared. I watched how patient and careful you were with me that night. I’ve always known that I wanted to be with you. I’ll be honest, after some failed relationships, my outlook on love had shifted until I met you. You’ve been intentional at each step when it comes to loving me. There hasn’t been a single day when you haven’t taken care of me or loved me. I remember the first time I got sick around you, you took the entire day off to take care of me.” 

You pause as the emotions start to bubble up in your chest, “I love you, Jack. I love you so much that it feels like you’re in every part of me. I don’t want to wake up in a world where I don’t get to be with you. I want to spend every moment of my life loving you and being loved by you. I promise that I’ll always be there to love you when the noise gets too loud. I’ll be there when you need me to love you through it all. I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives building this together.”

You both smile softly at each other as Jack reaches up to wipe the tears from your face. In response, you wipe at his face before you both join hands again. 

Dana sniffles before wiping her face, “That was beautiful, truly. Let’s get our rings.”

Robby reaches into his jacket before brandishing the ring and sliding it in Jack’s hand. 

Jack grabs your hand in his as he looks to Dana, “These rings symbolize a faction of your love for each other. They symbolize your dedication and commitment to always love each other, through the good and the bad. Jack, please place the ring on your bride.”

Jack smiles at you as he slides the diamond ring along your finger. It fits perfectly as it slides in place. 

You turn to retrieve Jack’s ring from Jaylen. Jack places his hand in yours as you slide his ring into place. 

A wide grin crosses Dana’s face, “By the power vested in me and the state of Pennsylvania, I now present you as Mr. and Mrs. Jack Abbot. You may now kiss your bride.”

Stepping forward slowly, Jack’s hands come up cradle your face, just as they did earlier in the morning. He presses his lips against yours as sparks ignite throughout your body.  

You deepen the kiss as your tongue slides along his. Around you, cheers and whistles radiate through the backyard as you and Jack pull back from the kiss. Jack pecks your lips a few more times as you both turn to face your loved ones. 

Jack lifts your combined hands as everyone cheers. You both walk down the aisle hand-in-hand. 

You’re now officially Mrs. Jack Abbot.

Jack can’t keep his eyes off you. 

Even as the camera flashes and you smile brightly for the cameras, he can’t stop looking at you. Stephen captures each moment. 

You turn your head to catch Jack’s gaze, “What?”

“You just look so beautiful baby. I’m the luckiest man in the world,” Jack states.

“We’re both lucky, I get to wake up to these pretty curls every day.” 

Jack chuckles before pressing a kiss to your neck. Your guests are currently being treated to cocktail hour in the big tents that your parents have set up in the backyard. 

The wedding party all takes simultaneous picture together. You take a few with yourself and your bridesmaids, along with the full wedding party. You get a few with your parents, grandmother, and sister. 

Soon, it’s time for the reception to start. You turn to kiss Jack, “You ready for me to twerk on you?”

“Always ready, Princess,” Jack replies.

Hand in hand, you both walk into the tent where the DJ gestures to you and Jack, “Here’s our happy couple. Let’s make some noise for Mr. and Mrs. Jack Abbot.” 

Everyone cheers as you and Jack enter the space. Jack guides you to the middle of the table where you’ll be sitting. Your family and friends are seated on opposites side of you. 

You were meticulous with planning who sat next to each other at the other tables, and safe to say, you were satisfied with results. 

You and Jack chose a menu that would be beneficial to everyone. You included different options, including some vegetarian ones. 

The serves come around to present your dinner as everyone starts eating. Idle chatting and laughing fills the space. Jack has his arm around your chair as Princess sits in the other chair, eating her own little dinner. You and Jack take turns with showing her love, so she doesn’t feel excluded. 

Twenty minutes after dinner, the DJ takes the microphone again, “Now, we’ll have the first dance with our lovely couple.”

Jack stands and offers his hand to you. You both gravitate towards the middle of the floor as Jack presses his body against yours. 

“Can’t Help Falling in Love” by Kina Grannis fills the air. You’d fallen in love with the cover song after watching the wedding scene from Crazy Rich Asians. From that moment, you vowed to have the song present in some way on your special day. 

Your arms come to loop around Jack’s neck as he connects your lips. That familiar look of love crosses his face as he gazes down at you, “This is the best day of my life.”

“Mine too. It couldn’t be any better, husband.”

Jack’s eyebrows lift, “That’s right. You’re my wife now, Mrs. Abbot. It has a nice ring to it.”

“I like it a lot. Just imagine how good your name is gonna sound coming out of my mouth later on tonight.”

“If it was anything like last night, I’m in for a treat,” Jack said, twirling you around. 

“Last night was great, but tonight will be extra nasty, Dr. Abbot,” you tease, just as Jack dips you.

“Ooo..Dr. Abbot that’s new. You need me to give you exam tonight?”

“Yeah, I think I’m due for my annual vaginal exam. Instead of the forceps, I’m thinking of something pink, long, flared tip.” Jack laughs loudly. He kisses you once again before nodding, “I can arrange that for you, sweetheart.”

The song ends as you both walk back towards the table. It’s now officially time for the speeches. You have to prepare yourself for the tears. 

Dennis is the first one to grab the mic. He smiles sheepishly into the mic before speaking, “Hi, I’m Dennis, or as yn likes to refer to me as, her platonic husband. We met at a weird point in my life, I needed a place to stay and she needed a roommate. My life hasn’t been the same since, but I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world. Yn, you’re my best friend and the greatest person I’ve ever had the honor of having in my life. You radiate through any room that you come in and we need more people with that light. When you first met Jack, I knew it’d be special. I’m glad that you’ve found someone who gives you the love that you deserve. Thanks for always being a great friend. I love you. Cheers to you and Jack.”

A watery smile covers your lips as you raise your glass to him. Soon, Jesse stands next, “Hi, I’m the other platonic husband. I had the honor of meeting this amazing woman at Pilates class. The first thing she goes on to say to me is ‘I like your nose ring. It’s really slutty.’ I remember thinking to myself what kind of sentence is that, but then she invited me to get smoothies and the rest is history. She’s a special young woman. I’ve never met someone so selfless and loving. I always hoped that she’d find someone who’d give her the same love and selflessness in return. Then she met Jack. Jack, I can’t thank you enough for loving my best friend. I’m wishing you both a long and happy marriage. Cheers.”

One by one, your friends and family all get up to share their speeches for you and Jack. You’re crying through each speech, to which Jack wipes your face. 

You grab Jack’s hand, “I’m gonna go change into my next dress. Kiara’s gonna give you a little gift from me. I think you should excuse yourself to go open it.” 

He gives you a curious look, but nods nonetheless. You smile before exiting the tent to go change followed by Kiara and Jaylen. Before Kiara leaves, she hands Jack an envelope, “For you, playboy.” She gives him a wink before leaving. 

Jack excuses him to walk outside the tent and opens the package. The front of the booklet is covered in cursive writing that states, “To my Jackie.”

He flips the first page open and groans loudly. In the photo, you’re on your knees in a pink babydoll set. You lift the edge of the dress teasingly to show part of the thong you’re wearing. 

As Jack flips through the booklet, the pictures become more and more provocative. You lose more and more clothing and Jack feels parches. He feels himself hardening in his pants and subtly adjusts himself. 

He goes to the house to store the booklet in a secure location for his viewing pleasure only. He comes back downstairs and enters the tent again. He takes a gulp from his champagne glass as Robby glances at him, “You good, brother?”

“My wife’s trying to kill me already. She did one of those boudoir shoots and made it into a booklet.” 

Robby chuckles, “Lucky man. Keep it together. You guys only have a few more hours and she’s all yours to ravage.”

 You enter the tent just as Robby says the words. Jack swallows roughly as he takes in the dress. It’s a lot shorter with a slit and he can see the peek of the garter on the side of your thigh. You’d taken most of the flowers out of your hair and your veil was a lot shorter now. 

Your wedding ring shines brightly against your fingers. It’s night at this point, which means that most of the ratchet activities have started up. 

“No Hands” sounds out from the speakers as everyone floods the dance floor. There’s not a care in the world as you grind against Jack and yell out the lyrics together. 

The DJ continues playing nothing but bangers, even some raunchy songs as you throw it back on Jack and he catches it quite gracefully. You catch Jack’s movements as they start to slow down, and you grab his hand, “Let’s go sit for a bit.”

Despite his reluctance, you pull him along with you as you discreetly start to massage his leg. He lets out a deep sigh of relief, “Did I mention how grateful I am that I married you?”

“Yeah, but I think I need a kiss to solidify it.” Jack chuckles before kissing your lips. 

You both turn to watch as everyone keeps dancing. Kiara is fully twerking on Dennis, while Jaylen and Jesse grind on each other. You catch a few women flocking Ellis. 

“You can go back out there without me, you know,” Jack said. 

You intertwine your fingers with his, “Nope, there’s no other place that I’d rather be than sitting here right next to my husband.”

His expression softens, “I love you, Princess.”

“I love you too, Jack.”

After the cake cutting, you all dance more before everyone starts to disperse. You and Jack share one last dance in the comfort of the tent to yourselves. 

“What are we thinking about the honeymoon?” Jack asks. 

“Can we go to the Puerto Rico?”

Jack chuckles, “We can go wherever you want to go, honey. Just say the word.”

“We’ll plan something. But right now, I really want my husband to get me out of this dress,” you said, running Jack’s hand up your thigh.

“That can be arranged,” Jack responds, gripping your thigh in his hand. 

As a wedding gift, your parents had rented out another house for you and Jack to spend your wedding night. Inside Jack’s truck, you open your messages to text your sisters 

You 

I’m finna FAWKKK y’all brother-in-law to the floor tonight 

As you look at the messages, you groan as you realize that you’d sent the message to the big group chat with everyone in it.

Kiara

Period! Everybody raise yo hand if you getting cracked tonight! 😛

Jesse

🙋🏼‍♂️

Jaylen

🤦🏽‍♀️…..🙋🏽‍♀️

Kiara 

Jaylen don’t be doing all that. I know Jesse finna lay it down on you

Jesse 

I will in fact be laying it down tonight 

Ellis

😏🙋🏽‍♀️

Kiara 

Dennis raise yo hand!🤨

Dennis

🙂🙋🏻‍♂️

Robby

Well I’m not getting cracked!☹️

Kiara

Robby, me and Dennis will crack you boo!

Jaylen

Kiara 

Robby email me, we can’t talk here

Robby

……are you serious about the email?🙂

Kiara

Just text me boo.

You

So who else is getting cracked?

Granny 

🙋🏾‍♀️

You 

Granny?! How you get in here?

Granny 

I’m trying to find out myself, but I’m putting y’all on mute so I can get my back blown out🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️

Dad

I’m just tired…

Jaylen

🥴who put daddy in here?

Mama

Daryl, why you frontin’ like I’m not about to put big mama on you??💅🏽

Shen 

🙂…so could you guys bring me back some Dunkin’ next week?

End.

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