#armybled

there had been an explosion in an apartment complex. an explosion that started a fire. it was already all over the news, headlines in the works, the media was pushing for answers & there were a lot of people injured. but what felt like a sledge hammer to her chest, was the address named when the call first came in. how many times had she walked up these stairs ? how many times had she cooked or just sprawled in bed, not wanting to start the day up a few floors from where she was now standing. she'd hoped caitlin had been back at work. gotten called in and didn't have time to tell her. she wouldn't even be annoyed she'd gone a few hours overtime. but that wasn't the case. no, she'd come down with a few other tenants & right now she is sitting in the back of the ambulance.

people are coming and going, there's shouting, there's arguing, there's boden trying to keep everything together. there's smoke in the air, the scent of fire and burned material clinging to everything and everyone. " i am, " she should move on to other patients. make sure they were fine. she should go to triage and help gabby, but then again, she isn't quite sure how much help she would be. so, her answer comes without hesitation. bright gaze lift from the bag she's put down next to caitlin, pulling the zipper open and pulling out a water bottle. " it's not cold anymore, but drink some of this. "

" hey, what do you mean overreacting ? " head snap to the side, eyes lock in on her as she toss the elastic gloves into the trash. overreacting would be burning the letter her dad keeps sending her every year, as fast as she can, with little care to surroundings. bad mojo and all that. this is like, a mediocer reaction to a situation that's kinda not normal. is she having a normal reaction ? she isn't sure actually. sometimes, it doesn't feel like she quite have the normal way of reacting to things, but she isn't overreacting, she knows that much. so, she simply dismiss the notion with a wave of her hand, slight shake of her head. " i'll have you know this is me not overreacting at all, it's more of a . . . low to medium reaction. almost rare, if we go by steak terms. "

and    she    wasn’t    kidding    .           the    snap    of    bones    ,         readjusting    ,      settling    back    into    place    .          you    forgot    the    sharp    ache    that    bloomed    upon    resetting    dislocated    shoulder    .          but    the    grunt    settles    in    your    throat    like    a    battle    -    cry    .          jaw    is    locked    ,         palm    meeting    exterior    of    shoulder    ,         whilst    arm    is    in    motion    in    an    attempt    to    work    out    the    kinks    .          ‘    you    weren’t    kiddin’    ,    ’          there’s    a    twitch    within    the    corners    of    maw    ,      smile    feels    like    the    rays    of    the    sun    ,         warm    and    gracious    .          ‘    appreciate    the    hospitality    ,    ’          it’s    her    job    ,      but    she’s    off    the    clock    .          he    thinks    about    singing    her    praises    ,         but    refrains    .          time    is    of    the    essence    when    there’s    a    serial    killer    on    the    loose    .          ‘    but    you    should    get    home    .          it    ain’t    safe    out    there    .    ’       but    is    it    ever    in    the    mean    streets    of    chicago    ?

@armybled asked: ❝ you need to rest, you don’t have to do it all today. ❞ ( for abbot!! )

AFFECTIONATE  AND  AFFIRMING  PROMPTS | Accepting

Jack shakes his head as his vision blurs a bit. "No, no. I got this Ca-" He starts before stopping and correcting himself. "Lenox." He had been working all shift without a break, and it was starting to show with how he kept shaking his head, wobbling a bit and rubbing at his back a bit.