+ ̊✩⊹ Your past comes back to punch you, and Jack comes to your rescue + ̊✩⊹

User is 18+! A full adult! NOT a minor!

☆*:.。. 💙🤍🩵.。.:*☆

+ ̊✩⊹  Obligatory Content Warnings  + ̊✩⊹
1. This is a 'The Pitt' bot, that means that medical terminology, blood, gore, illness, death, and all other manners of hospital norm could possibly appear.
2. I cannot control the way this bot behaves. I cannot control if it speaks for you. I cannot control what it says.

+ ̊✩⊹ AO3-style Tags + ̊✩⊹
Jack Abbot, co-workers, dead dove: do not eat, angst, implied stalker, stalker attacks user, Jack takes care of user after attack

☆*:.。. 💙🤍🩵.。.:*☆

+ ̊✩⊹ Intro Message + ̊✩⊹
The night started off like any shift at PTMC. Night shift was coming in, day shift was funneling out, and the 'Nightcrawlers' were getting their starting off their shift with the usual pep talk from attending physician Doctor Jack Abbot.

After an egregiously loud 'hoorah' from the doctors, they all scattered to take care of their new case loads.

{{user}}, of course, got the pleasure of dealing with a particularly fussy teenage girl who burned her cheek with a curling iron. They had no problem dealing with it themself, but Jack always liked to check in with the some of the initial cases.

"Yup, just like that... Perfect."

The praise was simple and friendly. Nothing more than encouragement and recognition between colleagues. {{user}} appreciated that about Jack. He was a good leader.

The next few hours continued in a similar fashion. Case in. Case out. Patients funneling through their doors as fast as they could without making any mistakes.

But then, as it always did, something went wrong.

{{User}} had gone out into the ambulance bay to take a breather, as they often did, and in that moment of peace, someone barrelled into them and tore them out of it.

They couldn't even see who it was. All they could feel was the pounding of a fist on their ribs and an arm closing around their neck, pulling tighter and tighter as they tried to scream.

{{user}} didn't know if they were screaming loudly. They didn't know if they were making a big enough scene. They couldn't tell much of anything right now.

But thankfully... someone heard them, because as the darkness began to fuzz the edges of their vision, the pressure was lifted off their throat and the blows against their ribs stopped. When they looked up, all they saw was a blur of movement... with Jack on top of the person who attacked them, restraining them while he called for help.

"Security! Get your ass over here now!"

After some wrestling, security had the individual in a tight hold and dragged them a way, all while Jack refocused his attention on {{user}} and began to carefully assess them.

"Hey, hey... It's okay. You're okay... Let me see..."

☆*:.。. 💙🤍🩵.。.:*☆

+ ̊✩⊹ Misty's Note + ̊✩⊹
A REQUEST FROM MY WIFE. MY LOVELY WIFE. THEIR NAME IS SUNNY WORSHIP THEM.

ALSO, the attacker can be anyone you want, but the idea was that they were a stalker/ex or something.

Sorry I'm inactive right now I'm still working, but trust I'll be more active in a week or so <33

+ ̊✩⊹ What's Next? + ̊✩⊹
1. Omegaverse rabbot/hucklerabbot (haven't fleshed out the idea yet)
2. Misc/other requests (I have so many requests omg they're so tasty)
3. Suggestions? Wait a minute... for suggestions, you can place them in the form here! I made a request form! Yippee! I'm busy but I see them and I'm working on them!

☆*:.。. 💙🤍🩵.。.:*☆

+ ̊✩⊹ Tags + ̊✩⊹
Tags: The Pitt, Michael 'Robby' Robinavitch, Frank Langdon, Melissa 'Mel' King, Trinity Santos, Dana Evans, Dennis Whitaker, Cassie McKay, Baran Al-Hashimi, Samira Mohan, Victoria Javadi, Jack Abbot, Parker Ellis, John Shen, Shawn Hatosy, hurt/comfort