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The strange woman hands him the file she'd been carrying.
Dennis opens the folder and squints down at the pages. The man wasn't even thirty yet, and he already read everything like he was ninety.
"I want a divorce."
Dennis looks back up at her.
"Okay. Sure. Do you have a pen?"
Dana's mouth drops open.
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Or: A beautiful woman walks in to the ER and asks Dennis 'looks like a wet kitten' Whitaker for a divorce and Dennis.... does not care. The rest, they say, is fucking speculation.Bookmarked by LunaRose7
19 Jul 2026
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18 Jul 2026
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In both of their defenses, it wasn't like they planned it.
Blame it on intern/R2’s brains on hour fourteen of their shift. Maybe Trinity had, the same urge to protect, god protect them that she’d had earlier that day with every other kid who ended up in this place as she sang a lullaby. Maybe it was all those farm nights, sleeping in Amy’s spare room and getting up to feed Theo a bottle. Wearing the pajamas of a dead man and holding his kid, Dennis remembered similar nights in Nebraska where everybody would pitch in with his nephew’s feedings while his sisters-in-law slept.
Maybe it was a lack of faith in the foster-care system. It wasn’t like Trinity would be able to make sure she was safe. Maybe Dennis over-empathised with whatever other soul was finding shelter in a hospital room.
But the point is, they’ve had Jane for a week.
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At the end of the day shift, Baby Jane Doe is still in Paeds. Turning around halfway down the highway, Dennis Whittaker makes an unlikely choice. Funnily enough, Trinity Santos is making the same one when he gets there.
Or: Dennis, Trinity, and a baby is three.
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15 Jul 2026
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Robby was watering his hydrangeas when trouble moved in next door.
He had seen the “for rent” sign on the property for a while now- long enough that it had faded in the background of his daily monotony. Long enough that when the truck rumbled up to the property and let out a sharp hiss of the brakes deploying, it made Robby jolt with surprise.
The young men piled out of the truck like clowns in a clown car; ribbing each other as they adjusted their baseball caps and hauled the back of the truck open. One young alpha clearly led the pack- still pup-faced and eager, the loping gait of a man whose body hadn’t started the downward spiral- carrying boxes in all his shirtless, sweaty glory alongside his friends into the townhouse next to his.
Robby loathed him the second he saw him.
Bookmarked by LunaRose7
15 Jul 2026
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"He knew this wouldn’t work, but he needed it to work this time. More than when he was in Nebraska, more than when he was homeless, because otherwise Trinity and his friends and Jack and Robby would know. They would find him in this cold, dark room and realize how weak he was."
Or the Biological!Bdsm au that's been plaguing me with visions.
(Formerly known as "BlueAngelBby passed their brainworms to me.)
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15 Jul 2026