Silver In Her Hair

(This is just basically Javadi and Mohan’s friendship with a sprinkle of Abbot. I’m just so obsessed with the idea of the two girls having a close bond)

(This was way longer than I thought it would be. Also please know I just be writing out of the top of my head, so grammar is out the window. Also, also 18+)

When Victoria Javadi knows something, she knows something. And Samira is great at hiding things, always has been. Always making sure that whatever her mind is currently torturing her about, it stays way below the surface. She’s had tons of practice with patients, Robby, and her mother.

But the thing about being a pesky coworker who turned into an annoying little sister over the last few months, you learn things fast. And Victoria has never had an older sister to bother, so she will take every opportunity she gets to see how things play out.

She started getting suspicious when one night probably a month ago, during a facetime conversation, Samira suddenly told her about plans to go to a bar with some friends from college. Samira was excited, Victoria was completely jealous she couldn’t come, and of course Samira had to pick the hottest outfit on planet Earth to wear. The same outfit Victoria had put together for her!

But regardless of all of that, Vic could easily think of how the night would go. Samira would most likely send her a few sporadic texts throughout the night, each getting more sloppy and incoherent. Maybe one drunk voice memo, one crazy text about someone from work she might bump into, and then a couple hours later the picture of takeout to reassure Vic that she made it home.

However that night, she got pretty coherent texts. One voice memo of Samira and her friends all saying hi to her…. and then nothing.

It wasn’t too out of the ordinary, they only started this routine of constantly communicating only recently, but it was enough for Vic to check her phone. She wanted to call, was about to send a “u good?” text, before she checked the location saw she was home and decided not to press any further. Samira probably had gotten caught it up with the night and must have forgotten their routine. It was all good. Plus, Vic will see her in the morning.

The text actually came the second Victoria woke up. Her stupid alarm reminding her of the career she chose, she slaps her hand around her night stand to grab her phone. As she silences her alarm, she is met with notification from the contact Mimi 🤍.

“This should be good.” Victoria bites her lip, wondering what crazy video she’s about to open but all she gets is one very desperate message.

Please come to work early. i need ur help 🥹

Dr. Javadi ran to work that day.

She pushed through the commotion at the front desk, made her quick hellos to everyone on shift, and then practically ran through the door of the employees bathroom.

“Samira?” Victoria creeps in turning the corner.

“Yeah?” Samira gives a weak answer.

“What happened to you—“ And then Victoria sees it, and she doubles over in laughter.

“Please.” Samira holds up a hand, holding back her own laugh. “I really don’t need to hear this.”

Victoria is holding her stomach at this point. “Real classy, Mimi. Super classy.”

That’s when Victoria makes her way over, able to see in the poor lighting, the hickey that has appeared on the right side on Samira’s neck. It wasn’t bad, not a huge distraction, but it was there and pretty apparent. And Victoria soaks this all in, because that means the Princess of the Pitt, had a drunken hookup. And Samira doesn’t do this, she hardly even gets drunk.

“Had a fun night I see.” Vic chuckles.

“Yeah, yeah.” Samira rolls her eyes, gesturing to the bathroom counter that is littered with makeup. “Can you help me out, Dr. J? I started but you’ve always been better at this. Plus I feel like you would’ve hated me if I didn’t show you.

“Oh yes, I totally would have. And of course, I’ll help you out.” Victoria says, picking up a makeup sponge almost immediately. “But you owe me.”

As she’s working, it’s hard not to ask, so she goes straight for it.

Victoria raises her eyebrows, lifting Samira’s chin. “What’s his name?”

“What if it was a her?” Samira tests.

Victoria pulls back. “Was it?”

“No.” Samira sighs, a little defeated, and Victoria watches as her eyes shift. A clear Mohan tell. “It was a guy. But he’s not important, it wasn’t serious.”

“Did you tell him that?” Victoria scoffs. “Cause he seemed to really like you.”

“Gosh this feels so childish.” Samira puts a hand to her face.

“Still haven’t given me a name?”

“Trust me Vic, it was a one time thing.”

“Let me guess, some hot shot lawyer… Wait! Accountant! You always seem to get those.”

“No and no.” Samira raises an eyebrow. “And you can’t guess.”

That’s when alarm bells start ringing. Cause as much as Samira doesn’t do much outside of work, she’s an open book, especially after the connection they started forming. Nothing was off the table. So why start now?

“So, what?” Victoria turns her head, inspecting the work. “This guy was like a douche? Bad in bed?”

“Um.” Samira hesitates. Her eyes move to the floor as if recalling something, and flush creeps on her face.

“Shit, clearly not.” Victoria leans forward. “Then why won’t you tell me? Better yet, why are you saying it’s a one time thing? If he’s a nice guy and clearly has you acting all school girly-“

“I’m not acting like that.” Samira interrupts

“You are.” Victoria cuts back in. “Why aren’t you seeing him again?”

Samira steps back, examining the neck, in the mirror before exhaling deeply.

“It’s just complicated.” Samira shrugs like that solves anything.

“Why? Does he have a girlfriend or something?”

“No Vic—“

“Military?”

“Huh? Vic—“

“Do we know him?”

Suddenly there is a hand on Victoria’s mouth and Samira is staring at her with her soft, yet stern eyes.

“Victoria. I love you. But no more.” Samira shakes her head, letting her hand drop. “It’s really nothing.”

“Okay.” Victoria backs off. “Fine. I’ll drop it.”

“Thank you.” Samira sighs. “Okay, let’s start the day!”

The entire shift, Victoria watches her friends like a hawk. But there’s nothing, no more tells, no more subtle hints, just complete avoidance of what happened.

She’s making it so obvious, because she’s not doing anything. Vic thinks as the day ends, chewing on the edge of the pen as she watches Samira chit chat with a patient. There is more to this, if only she could-

“Don’t tell me you’re eating that for dinner.” The joke comes from behind Vic, that familiar voice and tone that always seems to bother her about charting. “That’s me checking in, by the way.”

“Hi, Dr. Abbot.” Victoria greets, dropping her pen but not her gaze as she returns back to her charts. “What’s new with you?”

“Nothing.” The night shift attending shrugs. “What about you kiddo?”

“I’m solving a mystery.” Victoria mumbles under her breath, but loud enough for Dr. Abbot to hear it.

“Sounds fun.” He says, clapping his hands together before he makes his exit. “Let me know when you solve it.”

“Trust me.” Vic says more to herself as Abbot walks away. “I will.”

An absolutely exhausted Samira, who can’t understand why she won’t sleep. It’s not effecting her work, but it shows when she steps out of the hospital. Almost like she is on autopilot when she hits the ER, and the second she leaves those doors, it finally hits that she hasn’t slept in 24 hours. It’s getting to the point where it’s concerning, Dana, Mckay and even Santos are realizing this problem is getting worse. And nothing she tries is working, reading, vitamins, even mediating. She is wide awake. Word gets around and Jack, (who has own issues with sleeping) decides he should help.

It’s incredibly weird at first, Jack in Samira’s bedroom, giving her the best tips he had learned over the years that have helped him in some way. He says that despite the various techniques he has learned, they one way or another fail and he has to try something new, this leads to obvious teasing from Samira. If he can’t sleep why in the world is he helping her? It gets to the point where it’s already late, Samira will try to sleep, but offers Jack her couch because of the time, he takes it and hopes he has managed to help her in some way.

He doesn’t help, Samira stares at her ceiling, thinks how she desperately wants to leave her bed. She thinks to get some water and tip toes her way to her kitchen ,where she finds Jack on her couch also not sleeping. It’s at the point the two decide maybe to just sit on the couch and talk, it’s calm at first, to just sit in the dark and just have a small, quiet, calm conversation.

All Jack can remember is the sound of Samira laughing lowly before he wakes up, on her couch. His head is heavy like it’s never been before. He rubs his eyes like actually rubs his eyes because of how deep he was sleeping. Only then does he notice Samira on his chest. Heavy breathing, curls in her face, and arm over him like she has done it a million times.

I love to take characters or character types from shows/movies I love and then add them to completely different space, like I love all my babies being together. That being said I was rewatching stranger things, because Max is literally one of my favorite characters ever created, especially in season 2, because of how interesting she is even without the supernatural elements of the show! Here is a young girl who recently moved to a completely different neighborhood than she is used to, surrounded by peers who are either too close minded or intimidated to talk to her. And despite the fact that she puts up this cold exterior, she is actually extremely scared and vulnerable about being an 11-12 year old girl!

And for some reason, Max’s charm, mannerisms, and overall demeanor reminded me of Jack Abbot. So I thought, what if Jack, our favorite night shift attending, was struggling to connect with his middle school aged daughter. Because of her mother’s death and her father’s love for danger, as she has gotten older, she slowly began to put up a front both in home life and socially with her classmates (like Max). Jack has absolutely no clue how to be close to his daughter again, and what’s even worse is that even at work he can’t concentrate because of his blaring crush for Samira.

Samira who has been crushing on Jack back, notices the distance between him and the daughter, and as someone who wishes to have her own father in her life decides to give him tips. This ultimately fails, because Jack’s daughter is as smart as him and notices the sudden change up in actions. Jack feels completely hopeless, till one day, his mother can’t watch his kid during one shift, and Jack’s daughter is forced to spend the night in the break room where she meets Samira. Samira wanting to make a good first impression, absolutely steals this girls heart, who thinks Dr. Mohan is the coolest person in the ER. Now Jack’s daughter is begging Samira to come over for dinner, showing off her skateboard tricks, and desperate for her advice with the boy she’s been crushing on.

Jack now has to navigate his feelings for Samira while also not wanting to ruin the relationship between his two girls. Samira now fully captured by this young girl is now also afraid she might feel betrayed when she finds out that Samira really likes Jack. And this young daughter has to cope with idea of forgiving her dad, secretly wanting Samira to become her mom, while also grieving the mother she did loose.

Basically in this setting, all you have to imagine is Samira but with a loving and large family and she is the oldest child with too many younger sisters to keep track. And I think my favorite character trait of hers that I keep having fun with is how by day, she is the perfect child. The standard model that the parents compare the others too, her younger sisters call her the ‘favorite’ and roll their eyes whenever‘Ms. Perfect’ accomplishes another thing for the family to brag about.

But the truth is at night, and when the parents are not around. Samira is a freak. Her little sisters know to an extent, and over the course of my story they each find out how badass she truly is. Samira is ‘Ms Perfect’ but she is also the girl that hooked up with a guy at the bar in his luxury car. She’s the girl that has pre-rolls in her purse. And she’s the girl that shocks the small town when she pulls up with her controversially older boyfriend (Mohabbot reference lol).

Not to mention as the eldest in her family, she always catches her little sisters in bad acts because she has already done it!! Trying to sneak out? Samira is gonna tell u what days mom and dad sleep earlier but you have to slip her a twenty. Going to a party? She will cover for you but you owe her gas money. Want your boyfriend to spend the night? Samira will look at you sideways but you have to cover when she brings her boy over, and you never know when that’s gonna happen.

To be honest, she just wasn’t thinking straight. Long day of shopping and texting with Mateo, (who gives more mixed signals than anyone she has ever met) has left her completely brain fried. And she really, really, really doesn’t want to go home. Doesn’t need the lecture nor doesn’t need the conversation. She just needs to be somewhere peaceful, familiar and safe. So Samira immediately enters her mind.

And she knows she should have texted to give a heads up, because she always texts to give a heads up, and the thought does occur when she is halfway down Samira’s block. But her mind, who is currently not working, simply says ‘well she’s home it will just be a nice surprise’.

So Victoria, with shopping bag straps cutting off blood flow in her arm, runs up the stairs to Samira’s place like she lives there. She says hi to the neighbors who have gotten too used to seeing her face, as she digs under the welcome matt for the spare key, that practically has her name on it. And without any hesitation, puts the key in and marches through the front door.

The place is empty from her view, and quiet which isn’t unlikely for the place (unless she’s over of course), but there is a faint smell of something delicious cooking from the kitchen around the corner.

“Mimi!” Victoria yells out, as she struggles to kick off her converse by the shoe rack. “I know I should have texted! But you wouldn’t believe this deal I got at Garage.”

As she manages to take off her left shoe, she hops to fix her sock as she enters the kitchen.

“I also was able to get something I think you would like.” Victoria rambles as she turns the corner. “But you’re gonna need to try it on—“

And she stops. She stops because Dr. Abott is in Samira’s kitchen. No, he’s not just in her kitchen, he’s cooking. Their night shift attending, is in Samira’s kitchen cooking… in pajamas?

“Oh.” Dr. Abbot says calmly, as this is a normal interaction between the two. “Hey kiddo, what did you get at the mall?”

“I— Dr. Abbot. I mean.” Victoria is suddenly realizing how pointless whatever she had wanted to say before was. “What.. What the fuck?”

And at tha moment, Samira in her own pajamas clearly coming out of the shower with her curls falling over an oversized sweater comes from her bedroom stopping dead in her tracks.

“Vic.” Samira’s mouth drops. “Holy shit Vic.”

And then suddenly everything clicks.

“Wait!”

“Hold on!”

“Samira!”

“Vic!”

“This is the guy?! The older guy! Him?!”

“Older guy?” Jack mumbles. “I feel like I’m more than that.”

“Shush you!” Vic snaps. “Wait sorry. You’re still my attending.”

“Can we just.” Samira takes a deep breath. Closing her eyes. “Just talk for a minute.”

- Victoria had gotten them a Best Mom/Dad mug randomly. Both Jack and Samira use it often.

- Jack and Samira have both asked Victoria to spy on the other, so they can figure out what gifts to give them during holidays. Neither one of them has figured out the other is also using Victoria to spy.

- The couple goes all out for Victoria’s birthday. She gets too many gifts and has plans for the day from the moment she wakes up.

- Samira was always insecure about how she would be as a mother because the relationship with her own. Victoria is slowly erasing those fears everyday.

- Jack’s favorite thing about Victoria is the she is incredibly smart and has a caring heart. It reminds him of Samira. Samira’s favorite thing about Victoria is the way she stands up for herself and others. It reminds her of Jack.

- One awful patient had sent Victoria crying into the arms of Jack. It took a lot of strength for Jack not to go after that patient.

- When they have their ‘family dinners’ they sometimes invite Trinity, Mel, Becca and, Whitaker, but only if they bring something to eat.

- At Jack’s place there is a stray cat that Samira absolutely adores. The only problem is, it only likes Samira. Jack and Victoria both have beef with the cat but stay silent because of Samira.