unnerved — pt three.
widower!jack abbot x nurse!reader
synopsis: registered nurse, yn, has been giving the night attendant, jack abbot, a hard time and abbot cant help but take it to heart. he confronts her, which unlocks a pile of worms they're willing to dig through.
warnings: both reader and jack suffer from ptsd. jack is a widower. mention of child loss and fatal labor. mention of abuse from reader. mentions of suicide. brief mentions of sex and masturbation. reader is mean to abbot and is a stalker. abbot is a secret pervert with erectile disfunction. reader is also a secret pervert. both reader and abbot struggle sexually as both are on SSRIs. abbot compares reader to his dead wife. pull and tugging from both sides. reader is a virgin.
pt two. I pt three. I pt four.
season2 finale spoilers!
this time, you walked around the emergency department on edge. it wasn’t just you. the day shift had to stay in and finish charging since everything was down for hours. apparently a new nurse was assaulted, as well as a RN who got pinned and taken by ICE. you mumbled something about how weird this day was, you hate 4th of july.
all you can do is just distance yourself, hoping day shift carries their weird energy. you set your things on the desk, waving goodbye to perlah as she and the day shift go to the roof, wanting to watch the fireworks.
dana approaches you, telling you that they have a baby jane doe in peds whose in need of kinship adoption or foster to adopt.
you hesitate. of course you’re not actually considering, but the little babygirl in peds perked your interest. you always loved children, even considered the pediatric field. an abandoned new born baby sounded like the perfect patient to her.
now somehow and in someway, you make your way to peds in hopes of finding the nameless baby. however you see dr. robby holding her, crying.
you recall abbot texting you that robby was leaving for his sabbatical. perhaps this was in relation to that.
you knock softly, “hi, robby. everything okay?” you say in a soft tone. normally, you wouldn’t care, but because he’s holding a baby, you’re concerned.
he sets the baby down and turns off the music from his phone, wiping his tears. “shit, sorry yn. yeah, just been of a hell of a night. no sabbatical for me. maybe a cruise.”
you nod slowly. okay.. you don’t really care. not in the moment, at least. your eyes were now on the baby. “she’s adorable.”
he nods. “she’s in need of formula. i should actually get going, my shift was over awhile ago..” he chuckled.
you walk over to the crib, “it seems like you were bonding with her… dana is asking everyone if they want to a kinship foster. i was considering it but.. i think i wouldn’t be able to something so big alone.” you look at him, “you should consider it.” and you left.
now as much as you liked kids, are fond of them, and you are licensed to foster. but, you didn’t have the guts to do it alone. you only fostered one time, your nephew, for two weeks before surrendering him to a foster family.
abbot walks next to you following your speed before he waves you over to an empty room. you follow without thinking.
he closes the door, “you good?”
you frown, “uh yes..? nice to see you too?”
he shook his head, “i mean you were in peds. robby went to peds. is he still there?”
you nod, “he is. i think he likes baby jane doe.”
abbot’s eyebrows raise, “yeah, that’s.. so he’s okay, not-“
“i mean, i think he is choosing to live another day.” you explained.
“yeah, shit’s been hard for him today. louie died today actually... thanks for letting me know, kid.”
your face twisted at the mention of louie, a regular patient in the ER. “are you okay?”
jack purses his lips, a tic you notice he has, “i feel like a lot of weight was lifted off my shoulders. not about louie- i mean robby. dana was stressing me about him.” he breathes out a chuckle, “and to think its only the first two hours of my shift.”
you nod slowly, “you must’ve been worried about dr robby.”
he nods. “yeah, i was. i think he’s good now though. well, won’t kill himself. maybe he’ll consider wearing a helmet.”
your hands fiddle with the hem of your hoodie. you watch him, noticing his weight shifting towards the heel of his foot. “Well, i have patients to tend to.”
“No, wait.” he sighs, placing his hands behind his back as he steadies his weight in both legs. “Let’s hang out after the shift. i mean- would you like to hang out after the shift?”
you look at him, “why?”
abbot breathes out, similar to a laugh. he shakes his head, “my therapist told me hanging out with my troubled co worker could do me some good. i assume yours tells you all about exposure therapy.” there was some cheekiness with the last sentence, he’s confident that he’s right.
he is.
“what would we do? im not exactly exciting to hang around with.”
he smiles, “given its fourth of july, i wouldn’t want to stress you out. plus, i fucking hate fireworks. we could go to a convenience store, get those typical popsicles. walk around. i can take you home. i know you take the bus.”
your eyebrows furrow. you usually left the hospital after he did, so how did he know that? a big part of you wants to refuse, say no and go home. but the tiny bit thinks about what your therapist said, and you wondered if you’re ready to spend time with abbot outside of work. just as friends and not co workers. that tiny part in you made you curious. you nod, “ill pay you back via zelle.”
he nods, “you pay me next time i ask to hang out.”
“next time?”
“well, we’re friends now aren’t we? friends hang out more than once.”
you hesitate to respond. sure they do, but you didn’t have the strength to see him again alone. “Let’s play it by ear..”
he nods almost immediately, “yeah okay.”
“Also by the time we finish, it wont be fourth of july anymore, it will be early morning- why would we be eating popsicles?”
his eyebrows furrow, “okay, you like coffee? fuck- no you don’t. you like tea? we’ll stop by a cafe and i’ll get you a chai.”
“hot or iced?” you just want to be difficult. you want to see if he had a limit.
“Uh, iced i believe.” and he was correct.
you nod, “kay.”
author’s note : its getting shorter and shorter IM SORRYYY 😞😞😞 work is beating my ass n im trying to take a lot of hours bc i pay bills now 💔 r yall ready for abbot cafe date ? we’ll be getting both povs.. 🤭🤭
