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The church collapsed three nights ago, on Christmas Eve, A Very Merry Christmas and God Bless You, spraying fire and smoke and glass like sand in a ripping beach wind. That means today is the twenty-eighth of December, now that the sun is peeking through the bitter grey skies again. Renee has been here, waiting in his foxhole (or, indeed, behind every quiet corner) for almost three days.
He wonders if tearing the bandanna did it.
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At some point Roe had moved away from everyone else. He wasn’t sat with the men anymore, had slipped out of the pews, probably when everyone was falling asleep. Instead he was sat on his own, a careful distance away. His eyes were open but unfocused, staring at nothing at all, barely even blinking.
It made Dick’s chest ache with worry.
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Robby sighed, attempting not to be frustrated, but it clearly showed. “I’ve known Jack for years. He’s stern, sure. He’s glared at assholes who deserve it, but he’s the most emotionally regulated guy I’ve ever worked with and ever met. He’s too contained to hate anyone.”
Whitaker swallowed hard. Robby bet that if he held his fingers to the boy’s pulse, it’d beat like a scared rabbit. “Okay?”
Robby scoffed and crossed his arms, losing all of his patience. “So what the hell happened while I was gone to make him look at you like that?”
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Robby returns from his sabbatical, alive and with a new attitude change, expecting the Pitt to be the same. It is, for the most part, but as the days pass by, he notices a new development—tension lingering between Dennis and Jack. And for some reason, they won’t tell him what happened when he was away.
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17 May 2026
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“What’ve you got?”
“Uh, just waiting for the hepatic on Mrs. Gupta to come back.” Dennis feels the hairs at the small of his back stand up. Every nerve hyperaware of the proximity. Robby is close enough that he can smell his cologne. Cedar, smoke and something else he can’t name.
“I see.” Robby reaches and swipes on the screen. Then, voice low and casual like he’s asking another work related question, “What's this about a hot neighbour?”
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Dennis tries his best to make sense of his previous night with Michael. As well as his friendship with Trinity Santos. To mixed results.Series
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03 May 2026
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“Do you actually, y’know, like him?”
Dennis bristled. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
Santos put up her hands defensively. “Hey, I’ve got nothing against the guy. Robby’s a great doctor and a good boss. I just… I mean he is like twice your age, man.”
Dennis simply shrugged. “Maybe I have a thing for crows' feet, ever thought about that?”
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Dennis Whitaker runs into his favorite ED attending having a panic attack at a gay bar.
Maybe his guidance is just what Robby needs in these trying times?