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She was there, a blurred silhouette in his green flannel, gun still raised.
She turned and fired at the front of the room, hitting the last man charging in. His body thudded to the tile.
In the new silence, one man lay gasping on the floor. She walked toward him, slow and purposeful.
Joel sat up, breath ragged, and watched.
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AKA Joel finds Ellie, mute and traumatized, as he heads west. It’s going to be an emotional roller coaster my dudes.Bookmarked by icarusaurus
19 Feb 2026
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It’s not where you come from, it’s where you belong.
The tires squealed as the car came to a stop. Trinity could feel her heartbeat get quicker. It wasn’t her first time in a foster home, but every time brought the feeling of walking into a viper's den.
Or: Trinity moves into a new foster home, the two dads: Michael "Robby" Robinavitch and Jack Abbot.
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18 Feb 2026
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Trinity Santos and Dennis Whitaker were far more similar than anyone could have possible have ever imagined. When old acquaintances meet once again at their new job, memories resurface from a time that was wanted, no needed to have been forgotten about. What happens when two people who went through the same trauma become roommates once again?
Or alternatively, an AU where Trinity and Dennis had met each other at a Troubled Teens camp far before PTMC, and far before college.
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17 Feb 2026
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30 - year - old Daniel Buckley had been raising his 15 - year - old sister Maddie for three years while trying to juggle completing his medical residency.
It had been 8 years since they had seen their brother in person and five since they'd heard from him.
That is until one day Maddie is convinced she'd seen their allusive brother at her school responding to a false-alarm fire alarm.
That night, Daniel meets a ghost from his past while working the ER.
Ages have been altered as well as birth order. Daniel is 30, Buck is 25 and Maddie is 15.
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04 Feb 2025
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“Pupils are responsive,” Al-Hashimi offers quietly, “but tachycardia and clammy skin suggest—”
“Exhaustion,” Garcia finishes for her, then Santos feels two familiar hands scoop up one of her own and begin to gently massage her fingers and palm. “Trinity, if you can feel me, squeeze my hand.”
Santos swears it takes about as long as her commute to work, but she manages to find her shoulder and then her elbow and then her wrist and then the part of her that Garcia’s holding, and somehow convinces her fingers to curl slowly inward.
There’s an audible sigh of relief alongside the continued warmth enveloping her knuckles.
“Give me twenty minutes,” Garcia says, then leans down close enough that Santos can feel hot breath around her ear. “I’m gonna bring you somewhere quiet, okay?”
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15 Feb 2026