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Wincing as she messed with the wrap on her good arm from the blood draw, she tried to remain optimistic but she knew better. Her medical training taught her to look at the science and facts as opposed to hopes and wishes. Really, she wanted this appointment to be over. She wanted to hear the news and go home so they could keep looking for Oliver. Waiting for the doctor to come do and read her ultrasound felt like hours, each second ticking by slowly, her heart not settling. To put it bluntly, she was terrified. Turning her attention to Teddy, she swallowed thickly, “Thanks for coming with.” 

weird? yes. wrong? probably. is that going to stop darcy from making his way down the hall and directly into teddy’s room? absolutely not. question: what incredibly stupid decision is darcy faust going to make tonight? a. shoot up again, b. kill himself, c. suck teddy’s dick, or d. send a nude to the family group chat. the shirt he pulled on before locking in his final answer ( if you, audience member, guessed C. SUCK TEDDY’S DICK give yourself a pat on the back !! ) is frayed at the bottom seam and so faded that the godfather logo wouldn’t even show if it was on right side out.

the backs of his knuckles rap against teddy’s door once, twice, and pause before he reaches for the doorknob. “Open up, Teds ---” 

✉ → teddy: i'm drinking until 3s start to look like 10s

@crimsongodss @effiefaust

[text: Teddy]: i need to talk to you about something

The talk on the car ride home was way more information than Eva was expecting. Hell, she’d stupidly expected nothing to happen while she was gone, but that couldn’t be farther from the truth. Oliver, even in his stupid ass disguise, was doing the best he could answering questions about Teddy, but ultimately, she needed to examine him herself. 

As soon as she walked in the door and saw the kids, she moved down to the med suite greeted by an eerily familiar sight. “Hey, Ted.” She said with an easy smile, nothing matching the swirl of emotions inside her chest. Keeping one eye on him as she walked toward the box of gloves mounted on the wall, pulling a pair out and sliding them on like she hadn’t just been in jail for nine days. “Wanna tell me what happened?” She knew what had happened, but this was always the first question in her exams, just to make sure her patients were still coherent. 

She gave them specific instructions to watch his vitals and behavior and to come find her incase something seemed off. Entering the room, she was met with a sight that made her want to shoot each and every one of them. The three imbicils were passed out on the floor, clearly having fallen asleep on watch. Grunting in rage, she walked over and kicked them each, waking them up, her voice louder than it should be. “What the fuck did I say? I was gone for less than a half of a day and you fuckers can’t stay awake?” Disregarding them, she quickly turned her attention to Teddy and his vitals. She furrowed her brows at his appearance and readings. His temp was low and his heart rate was up. “Teddy?” She spoke softly, “Hey, can you wake up for me?”

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