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My Emergency Contact(s): Fill Out Some Paperwork (P43)
Summary: Jack ends up going back to the night shift, and Gloria brings in a new day shift attending. Plus Robby, Jack, and Dennis go to HR. 2045k
Dennis has been for the past three days cleared medically. His occupational health has been signed off with crossed T’s and dotted I’s. His therapist has agreed to sign off his forms if Dennis was willing to keep up with him at least once a week, and then they’re shifted to once a month. Human Resources had even signed off, which apparently meant that the hospital was pretty willing to let him back through the bay doors.
Dennis wasn’t really sure, or convinced that it was a good idea. The elevator doors hissed open to the admin floor instead of the bay doors opening to the cold and overpopulated ER floor. Dennis had been instructed to report to HR first before making his way down the ER.
‘Just need you to come in and sign a few forms.’ The email had said which felt optimist but strange at the same time. Dennis knocked gently at the door before poking his head of blonde curls inside. “Whitaker?” The short woman behind the desk asked warmly. “Good morning, come on in.” She said far too cheery for the morning.
Dennis adjusted his backpack over his shoulder, an anxious fidget that he had since a child. “Morning, Ma’am.” He said politely. The older woman motioned towards the chairs in front of her desk. “I just want to say Welcome back to PMTC.” With a nod of Dennis’s head, “…Thanks”
She slid a rather large stack of papers across the desk. The stack stared at Dennis with a vengeance that he hadn't realized paper would make him feel. He blinked a few times at the stack and then towards the women. “That’s a ‘few’ forms?” He asks, unable to keep the sarcasm out of his voice.
She laughs completely ignoring his tone, “It’s just some return to work forms, the updated emergency contact verification, the paperwork that acknowledges that you were hurt here on hospital property and were given a full reset before returning to work, some other things are also in there.” Dennis just sighed dramatically at her long winded words.
“So I survived getting assaulted at my place of work by a patient and my reward is dying by paperwork.”
It was thirty minutes later when Dennis had finally gotten through most of the paperwork. Signature here, date here, initial here. All on repeat until he came face to face with the Emergency contact information page. Staring at the now no longer blank lines.
Primary Emergency Contact
Name: Dr. Michael Robinavitch
Relationship: Partner
Phone Number: 412-583-9020
Dennis honestly couldn’t help the smile that tugged violently at his lip. Because a little longer than a month ago there wasn’t anyone written on the form. There wasn’t even a thought in his head that someone, hell anyone would want to be his emergency contact.
Secondary Emergency Contact
Name: Dr. Jack Abbot
Relationship: Partner
Phone Number: 412-9979-2265
Done. He looked at the words, and numbers with a warm heart. The word partner was bold from the rest of the words on the paper. Not hiding, not pretending, it’s just the truth. The HR representative glanced quickly over the papers as she collected them together.
She gave Dennis a knowing smile. “I see that you’ve also updated your relationship status.” Dennis played with his fingers nervously. “Yeah.” “Good there are no issues on our side.” Dennis brows pinched together in confusion.
“I figured with what happened last month…” The older woman just shakes her head. “The three of you have already disclosed your relationship status. This was just to keep your employee file up to date, Dr. Whitaker.” Dennis lets out a breath that he wasn’t sure he was even holding. “We are so glad to have you back.” “Thank you.” With that the woman hands him a final piece of paperwork that has stamped across it in red ink.
Cleared For Full Duty.
“And do try to not come back to my office any time soon.” The woman says, Dennis smiles back at her. “I’ll try my best ma’am.” With that the early morning meeting is done. Paperwork is filed away, his relationship status with his attendings has been reviewed and accepted by HR.
The elevator ride down to the ER floor is a long one, and the second he gets off the elevator he’s hit with the sounds of the ER. Phones ringing, monitors beeping, stretchers gliding against the floor. Someone was laughing in the distance, a shout from a nurse asking for a respirator, the strong smell of antiseptic mixed with burnt coffee.
It’s all exactly how it was left, yet at the same time it’s different just the slightest way. His pulse is picking up, his palms are sweating. He had all started from a bad shift, one bad patient that had taken him out of the loop of the ER for an entire month. The nightmares that were there, the physical therapy, and the counseling.
Being able to say that healing isn’t linear sounded great when you didn’t have to heal yourself. Now Dennis can understand why the phrase pisses some patients off. He closes his eyes, takes a deep six second breath in, and holds for four seconds. Repeating this before somebody bumps into him. “Dennis!?” He looks up because he knows that voice, Trinity is frozen mid-step in the hallway staring at Dennis in awe that he’s returned. “Holy fucking shit.” She curses under her breath.
Trinity throws her arms around him, nearly knocking him back before he has the time to react. He laughs as they stumble together “Easy, Trin.” She pulls back, “I can’t… you’re actually back!” She’s not shouting but there are definitely people looking their way in the middle of the way as it is. “Yes, Trin I’m actually back.”
Trinity steps away just enough to inspect him. Her eyes search for marks or bruises that have yet to fade away. “You look…” Her words get caught in her throat. “Less like someone hit me with a truck?” He offers. “I was gonna say you look healthier but yeah fine we can go with that one too.” Trinity smiles so hard that her eyes get a little glazed over.
“You really scared the hell out of us you know.” Dennis just nods his head. “I’m just really happy you are finally back.” Dennis' smile softens. “Well I’m glad to be back.” The word after that spreads like wildfire. Maybe impart due to the event that Trinity had made seeing Dennis in the hallway, or maybe it was the sneaky Princess and Perlah who would do anything for a bit of drama.
“Dennis is back!” It’s not shouted but also not kept under wraps as within two minutes of him walking onto the ER floor completely McKay is hugging him tightly, Dana is winking and pressing a short but sweet hug into him, Princess nearly rushes over as if there’s an urgent trauma happening. Tackling him down to the ground almost. Even Javadi looks positively relieved with Dennis’s return. “I see you finally decided to stop that vacation.” Langdon says with a cup of coffee in his hand.
Dennis rolls his eyes. “It was the worst vacation ever.” Langdon chuckles before dragging Mel off to another patient in triage. Shen magically appears outside of a patient room. Jack had mentioned that he would be shifting back to night shift for reasons that probably related to HR.
Shen stopped walking for a second, and then smiled. “There’s the man of the hour.” Dennis walks over his tablet still lit up and on the patient file. “Hey.” Shen repeats a motion that Dennis has gotten far too many times this morning. “It’s good seeing you standing.” It’s a joke, and Dennis rolls with it. Getting back into the groove of the ER.
“Well it’s good to be standing.” They both laugh for a minute before the tone shifts. “Are you doing okay?” Shen asks, and for just a moment Dennis considers it. “I’m… better.” “Good.” “I make no promises that I probably won't freak out eventually I mean.” Shen shrugs his shoulders, “You know where to find any of us if you need help, Whitaker.” With a final nod, Shen is off to help an incoming trauma, and Dennis sits down to start his charting.
“Whitaker!” He knows that voice from anywhere, especially having lived with that voice for the past month while actively recovering. Robby emerges from trauma two carrying his tablet close to his chest. “There you are.” Dennis can’t help the smile that grows quickly and tugs at the corners of his lips. “Here I am.” Dennis answers back cheerily.
Robby walks over slowly, and carefully as to give Dennis the opportunity to keep a distance at work, but Dennis is closing the distance himself. His arms wrapping around Robby's thick belly, Robby on instinct wraps his own arms around the younger man. “Welcome back, Den.” Robby whispers in his ear.
“Thank you.” Dennis whispers back, “We missed you here.” Robby says into the golden curls on top of Dennis’s head. “I know I’ve missed them as well.” Robby leans back ever so slightly. “Are you ready?” He asks Dennis to take a look around the department, the way the chaos is somehow organized, the familiar faces that are passing by, the constant noise that rings out and bounces against the brick walls.
The place that held everything that went wrong on a daily basis. This place still somehow felt more like home than ever before. Dennis inhales slowly, “Yeah…” Robby nods just once, “Then lets get to work Den.”
It’s nearly an hour into the shift, and Dennis has forgotten how many charts he’s already signed, how many IV supplies he’s restocked in rooms, and how many times he had someone ask him where something was. It all felt… so normal.
Until Dana appears beside him, “Do you have a moment? Robby would like to see you.” She says quietly. “Sure.” He walks in the direction of the physician workroom. Robby is there, “Why do I feel like I’m suddenly in big trouble?” Dennis asks, almost jokingly. “You’re not, I promise, Den.” Robby says sweetly.
“I just wanted to check in.” Dennis sighs a little too dramatically. “Have you been watching over me all morning long?” Dennis asks. Robby doesn’t even try to deny it. “If Jack were here at work it would have been him, but yes.” Dennis crosses his arms over his chest. “I’ve noticed.”
Robby smiles, “And?” Dennis thinks about it for some time. “Wait, hold on.” Robby says before Dennis can get the first word out of his mouth. He pulls out his phone, and taps on his screen. Before long the phone rings, and up pops Jack's face.
“Is everything alright?” Jack's voice asks through the phone. “Yes, I just took Dennis aside because well things got a little heavy today isn’t that right, Den?” Robby asks. Dennis nods, and then remembers quickly that Jack isn’t in the room. “Yeah…the waiting room got loud for a few minutes there.”
Jack hums through the phone, “So I stepped into the supply room.” Dennis mumbles. “That’s good, Denny.” Jack says through the phone. “I counted.” Dennis adds. Both Dennis and Robby can hear the smile in his voice. “You remembered that’s good Denny.”
Dennis shrugs, and Robby snickers. “What did he just do?” Jack asks, “He just shrugged.” He tells the man on the other phone line. “Therapy homework.” Dennis says simply. “And?” “And then I came back.”
Neither attending spoke for a few minutes, Dennis looked between him and then the phone. “Is that it?” Robby smiles, “That’s it.” Jack answers, “You’ve handled it.” Dennis doesn’t even realize that he had done it automatically. There was no panic, no flashback. There instead were just coping skills.
He smiled “Huh…” Robby reaches over sweetly and squeezed his shoulder. “You’re doing better than you think, Denny.” Dennis looked at Robby. He smiled to himself, and for the first time in a month. Walking into the ER hadn’t felt like returning to a place where he had gotten hurt, but instead felt like coming back to the people who had helped him heal in every single way possible.
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Steve is standing in the center of his living room. His father is on one end, looming over him even as he stands feet away. His mother is on the opposite side of the room, she won’t look at him. Instead, her gaze is fixed on something outside through the window.
Even though he’s in a room with the two people he’s supposed to feel most loved by, he’s trembling with the worst feeling of fear he’s ever felt in his life.
Worse than his first encounter with the Upside Down, worse than his fight with the Demodogs, worse than fighting a giant flesh monster and watching Billy die.
He’s watching his mother, staring at her, willing her to say something, to protect him from what’s about to happen.
“Steven. Don’t look at her. Look at me. She can’t help you now.” His father snaps.
Steve’s eyes don’t move from his mother’s face. Eyes pleading that she stop this. Just this once, can she step in?
His father approaches, “Steven, do you know what this means? Do you know what would happen if this got out?”
He doesn’t look away from his mom.
“Look at me, son.” His father steps closer “imagine how I feel? Can you just think about how shocking it must be for me? How shocked I am to find out that my son, my boy, is a homosexual?”
His mother has tears streaming down her cheeks, but she still won’t look at him.
His father sighs “I don’t want to have to send you to a camp, Steven. That’s not ideal for anyone. Can’t you just ignore this until you move out? You’ve graduated now, you can move out. You can be this… whatever you are, away from us. You can leave. That reflect poorly on no one.”
His mother turns away completely.
“You have to understand, son, this affects all of us. I can’t have the town finding out about this, do you understand?”
Steve nods.
He moves out a few weeks later. Into a trailer in the back of the trailer park where no one will see him. An upside? He’s closer to Max. She’ll need support after everything that went down in the mall.
“Shane fuck Shane help we fucked up, we lost Ilya, I swear he was here one second ago and now-“
“Haas, where are you right now?”
“The club by the hotel.”
“And he’s not in the bathroom?”
“No.”
“Not on the roof?”
“No.”
“Not trying to access any of the dancers poles?”
“What? Why would- Oh, Troy says no.”
“Is he hanging out with drunk girls in the women’s bathroom?”
“Umm, one sec. Harris, can you ask her if Ilya is in there? … Harris says no.”
“Ok. What were you talking about before he disappeared?”
“We were trying to figure out where to eat.”
“Did anyone bring up sushi?”
“He didn’t say he wanted-“
“Just answer the question.”
“Uh yeah, someone suggested it, but he said he wanted-“
“He’s at the pier.”
“What?”
“He got bored, sushi put fish on his brain, which made him think about water, and he likes going to piers, and the hotel is walking distance from a boardwalk by the water. He’s there, most likely trying to look at fish going under the dock.”
“… How do you know that?”
“Do you have any ideas how many times I have gotten this exact phone call? He’s easier to catch if you bait him with mozzarella sticks but make sure he knows he only gets them if he comes quietly. If you let him negotiate he will take the sticks and run. Cliff always fell for that.”
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Dennis's dad who knew Dennis was and still is a complete daddy's boy. Growing up on the farm he would follow his dad around like a lost little puppy. Helping his dad around the farm by holding this or fixing that. His dad never minded of course that was his youngest son his baby. the kid who he would lay in bed with stroking his hair until they both fell asleep. But it did make meeting Dennis's boyfriends awkward growing up, Especially now as he glared across the kitchen table at the two men eye twitching. His baby boys boyfriends. Two men who happened to be older than himself and made him want to grab his trusty shotgun.
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