Dia

“Sir, I need you to calm down.” Abbot said to the patient, voice raised in hopes of getting through to the him, however the man showed no sign of being aware of his surroundings or the danger he was causing to the staff. Abbot's eyes darted over to where Robby knelt next to you as you shifted on the floor in pain. Frustration flared through his chest. “Dammit, Perlah push 75 of propofol.” Within moments the man was unconscious again.

“Hey,” Robby said softly, alerting you to his presence, your hands still covering your face as the pain made your head throb. As he knelt next to you he did a quick glance over you to look for any obvious injuries. Despite the ringing in your head you attempted to sit up but Robby stopped you with a gentle hand pushing on your shoulder to have you lie back down on the floor.

"Robby…" You groaned into your hands.

“It’s alright, don’t move, let me see.” He took hold of your wrists and pulled your hands away from your face as carefully as he could so he could assess the damage. You winced at the brightness of the overhead lights, your eyes watering, and you took a deep, steadying breath. 

The patients knuckles had hit near your eye and his watch had made painful contact with your lips, splitting your bottom lip. There was smeared blood across your chin and your lip was still bleeding. You noticed Robby’s eyebrows come together in concern as his eyes moved across your face, his large hands moving to cup the sides of your head so he could gently move your head around to get a better look. His hands felt warm and comforting against your skin, helping to calm you. You unconsciously leaned your head more heavily into one of his hands, seeking that reassurance as his fingers probed around your skull while he watched your face for any sign of discomfort or pain.

“How’s it look Boss?” You asked in a shuddering breath, the pain pounding in your skull. You couldn't help the tears that filled your vision as your face throbbed with pain.

“Okay, nothing we can’t fix.” He gave you a small reassuring smile - the kind that gave you butterflies typically - but you could still see the worry in his eyes. The hand that wasn't holding your head grabbed onto your shaking hand in a gesture of comfort. "You have a small facial lac under your eye and a split lip."

“She also hit her head when she hit the floor.” Abbot said abruptly as he joined Robby on the floor on your other side after he handed the patients care off to Langdon. Abbot's eyes stayed on you the whole time. He pressed some gauze against your split lip to help with the bleeding and you reached up to take over pressing it against your face. His hands came up to your face, gently pushing some stray hair away to give him a better look.

“I didn't lose consciousness.” You said defensively, knowing that the two of them would probably insist on x-rays and labs. Abbot gave you a dry look, knowing exactly why you were making that distinction. Robby pulled out his pen light and clicked it on swiftly.

“Any dizziness, blurred or double vision?” Robby asked, his hand moving from your head to hold your shoulder as the other hand shone the light over your eyes to test your pupil response.

“No.” You blinked hard at the light which sent tears sliding down your temples. Both Abbot and Robby quickly brushed them away for you.

"Good pupil response, equal and reactive." Robby assessed. "Follow my finger." He moved his finger from side to side and nodded when you complied. "EMO is intact."

“Any headache?” Abbot asked.

“Yeah, my head is throbbing. I feel like my head’s been used for batting practice.” Robby and Abbot shared a quick look.

“Any pain in your neck or back?” You shook your head no.

“Okay, let’s move you to a bed.” Robby said, moving his hand under your shoulder to help you sit up, Abbot doing the same on his side.

“I don’t need a bed, just assess me at the Hub.” The upward motion of sitting sent waves of pain pulsing behind your eyes. You let out a low groan and covered your eyes with your free hand. Concerned, Abbot pulled your hand away so he could probe around your eye, checking for fractures, and you winced. Abbot let out a sharp breath from his nose.

“You absolutely need a bed. And x-rays.” Abbot stated, his tone leaving no room for argument. Without another word he banded an arm around your back and the other under your knees, lifting you easily into a bridal carry. You groaned in embarrassment and turned your face into his shoulder as he moved to his feet. Despite the likelihood that your head hurt too much for you to walk very far, and being carried was the smartest move in that moment, it didn’t make your coworkers seeing Dr. Abbot carrying you through the ED any easier. The man couldn’t be bothered to wait for a wheelchair and you told him as much.

“You couldn’t have gotten me a wheelchair?” You asked as Abbot rounded the nursing station, following Robby into South 15.

"No. We need to make sure you're okay. I'm not wasting any time." Despite the curtness of Abbot's words he set you down carefully and gently onto the bed in 15.

"I'm fine." You insisted as you shifted a bit on the bed to get comfortable.

"Let Jack and I be the judges of that." Robby said as he closed the door, unintentionally closing it in the faces of your colleagues who had followed you from Trauma 1 to check in and help. Robby pulled the curtain closed without looking back, cutting off everyone's view into the room. You gave Robby some side eye as he came up to stand by the bed.

"People are gonna talk you know." You chastised him. You knew how it would look to everyone else that you'd been secluded in a room with two attendings to deal with a few bumps and scrapes.

"I don't care." Robby said softly as he cupped the back of your head with one hand and placed a kiss in your hair. You hummed in appreciation at the display of affection from your boyfriend.

"Let us take care of you." Jack said as he wheeled a stool over to sit on. He picked up the hand that wasn't pressing the gauze to your lip and kissed your knuckles, soft and gentle. Maybe it was the adrenaline or the pain or probably the realization that that you had two wonderful men who dropped everything to take care of you that had more tears building in your eyes. Surrounded on both sides by your selfless boyfriends you felt safe. It sounded dumb, you knew what happened to you was an accident and the patient wasn't even really awake when it happened so it was unlikely it would happen again, but here on the gurney between Robby and Jack felt like the safest place in the world, like nothing else was going to hurt you. And whatever tried would have to get through Jack and Robby first.

The thought had you letting out a small laugh which bubbled into a sob. More tears spilled down your face and Robby and Jack were on you immediately, their faces twisted in concern as they put comforting hands on you. Robby put a reassuring hand on your shoulder and lowered himself to the edge of the bed to be in your eye line while Jacks palm rested steadily on your thigh.

"I'm fine." You said as best you could around the lump in your throat. "The shock is just wearing off and I'm realizing I'm gonna have a black eye probably and I'm also going to have to fill out an Incident Report which sucks and you two are doing such a good job looking after me and I'm so lucky you're here and I don't deserve it-"

"Hey." Jack said firmly, cutting off your spiral as Robby shook his head at your words.

"Honey no," Robby uttered quietly as his thumb rubbed affectionately across your shoulder. His kind brown eyes held fast on your gaze and the love you saw there helped to erode the emotion caught in your throat. "Jack and I are the lucky ones. You've been this beautiful bright spot in our lives and we couldn't be more grateful."

"And you absolutely do deserve our attention and our love and everything else we can possibly give you. You're not a fleeting thought or a consolation prize. We love you and we aren't going anywhere." Jack's words were filled with a caring finality. He stood up and pressed a tender kiss to your forehead. Robby followed suit and leaned forward to kiss your cheek, being mindful of your injuries. You let out a heavy sigh and with their lips on your skin you felt the tension slip from your body. Jack pulled back and purposely made eye contact with you.

"Now for the last time, let us take care of you." You smiled at his loving reprimand and nodded your head, which earned you a smile from him. "I'm going to clean your lip, Robby is going to cleanse and close your facial lac." Robby stole one more sneaky kiss to your cheek before grabbing the supplies.

~

By the time your x-rays came back clean it was time for shift change and the three of you all went home together. You hadn't missed the curious looks on Samira and Mel's faces when their offers to drive you home were turned down on your behalf by Jack and Robby. You'd have some things to answer for in a few days.

Once you all got settled in at Robby's apartment, Robby helped you dress for bed while Jack heated up some soup in a mug for you. He came into the bedroom with your dinner, complete with a straw, and stopped in the doorway to watch you and Robby get settled in bed.

"Do you think she has enough pillows?" Jack teased as he watched Robby fuss over you, tucking in the blankets and fluffing your pillows.

"You can never be too careful." Robby said back in retort. Jack set the mug on the bedside table and crawled into bed with you both after he removed his prosthetic leg. Your brows drew together in confusion at your dinner being abandoned on the table but Jack noticed and deciphered your look easily.

"Humor us for a second." Jack and Robby scooted closer on the bed until you were all shoulder to shoulder, sitting against the headboard. The two men wrapped their arms around you and each other, taking you into their embrace. Robby pressed his face into the top of your head and Jack nuzzled against your neck. You sighed contently and held on the best you could to their arms.

"We all had a bit of a scare today." Robby mumbled into your hair. "We just want to hold you and remind ourselves that you're safe." Jack sat up to his full height and kissed your temple before he leaned his forehead against it. A smile spread across your face.

"Of course I'm safe. Right here with both of you is the safest place in the world."