Fresh off a difficult divorce, Dr. Frank Langdon is trying to rebuild his life one week at a time. Between sharing custody of his kids, caring for his dog, and battling the loneliness of an empty house, he's found comfort in an unexpected connection with Y/N. But when she suddenly appears in his emergency room as a patient, the line between his personal and professional life becomes dangerously blurred. As feelings deepen and secrets surface, both must decide whether what they have is worth the risks that come with it.

Dr. Frank Langdon returns to the Pitt after rehab for his drug addiction . Trying to prove that he's not going to screw up again pushes his body to the breaking point.

They work side by side in a place where seconds matter and emotions are a liability. Dr. Elara Hayes and Dr. Frank Langdon couldn't be more different-she leads with empathy, he with precision. But beneath the constant clashes and lingering glances is a tension neither of them can ignore... and neither of them is ready to give in to. I do not own any characters from The Pitt, the only one I am responsible for is Dr. Elara Hayes. Some of the storylines and characters are thanks to The Pitt writers but this is loosely based on the episodes

Dr. Maya Sullivan is a smart woman. She knows when to step in and when to hold back. She knows how to read a situation before anyone says a word. She knows better than to expect things to stay the same once they have already shifted. So when Dr. Langdon walks back into the hospital, she doesn't ask questions. She doesn't ask where he has been or what has changed or whether any of it matters now. She already knows the answer. They work. They keep it professional. They say only what is necessary and nothing more. And somehow, it still feels the same. In the way they move around each other. In the way they don't have to think during a case. In the way everything falls into place too easily, like nothing ever broke between them. That is the problem. Because Maya remembers exactly where it did. She remembers the moment everything turned, the words that went too far, the kind that do not come back once they are said. She remembers how quickly something solid can fracture when you finally see what was there all along. He acts like it can be fixed. Like time and distance are enough to undo it. Maya knows better. Some things do not disappear. They settle. They wait. They stay just beneath the surface, quiet until something shifts and brings them back all at once. And in a place where pressure is constant and nothing stays contained for long, it does not take much. Just one look. One mistake. One step too close. For everything between them to break open again.

FRANK LANGDON x FEMALE OC Dr. Phoebe Archibald thought moving from London to Pittsburgh would be the fresh start she needed. Instead, she finds herself trying to survive twelve-hour shifts, impossible patients, and Dr. Frank Langdon. He's brilliant, frustrating, and completely off limits. She knows better than to get involved. She does it anyway. Set during Season One of The Pitt.

Studies show that, on average, Paramedics face assault every 46 hours and injury-causing attacks every 9 days, with injury rates four times higher than the national average. It is notewhile, of course, that female EMT's have a disproportionately greater risk of violence-related injuries. When Wendy Devlin elected to become a paramedic, she hadn't done so with the idea in mind to become a statistic. Unfortunately, it is also notewhile that life doesn't always go the way you expect. Or in which: she begins working alongside the same Doctor who saved her life, and in return, finds she might just save his in the long run. Frank Langdon x oc

fem!oc x dr frank langdon the pitt notes , warnings , etc : a very very slow steady burn. pre-s1, s1, s2, and goes on. long days, no rushing it. ps. begins w seperated frank, in the midst of divorce paperwork frank. he tries to hide it to appear put together but everyone knows. no infidelity here don't worry *cw: addiction to various substances, self sabotaging behaviours, all that stuff are pretty heavy themes in this story. not too graphic, but could be triggering esp for those in recovery. canon typical violence. additional content warnings for other sensitive topics will appear at the beginning of relevant chapters w/ details & suggestions on how to avoid those sections, if you believe there should be a cw where i haven't put one let me know & ill do that promptly <3

The Place Where People Break The emergency department had its own heartbeat. It wasn't the sound of the monitors. It wasn't the alarms. It wasn't the endless footsteps rushing across the polished floors. It was something else. Something only the people who worked there understood. The knowledge that at any moment, the doors could open and someone's entire life could change. For some people, the emergency department was terrifying. For others, it became home. Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center was both. A place where people arrived broken. And where everyone inside learned how to carry pieces of them back together. Dr. Jack Abbot had spent years learning one important lesson: You couldn't save everyone. No matter how hard you worked. No matter how many hours you stayed. No matter how much you cared. Someone would always remember the patients you lost more than the ones you saved. So Jack did what he was good at. He focused. He worked. He kept everyone at a distance. Because distance made things easier. At least, that was what he told himself. Until Elia Carter walked into The Pitt. Twenty-five years old. New nurse. Too compassionate. Too stubborn. Too willing to challenge him. She didn't know the rules yet. She didn't know that people like Jack weren't easy to understand. And Jack didn't know that the person who would challenge him the most wouldn't be another doctor. It would be a nurse who refused to look away. In a place where every second mattered... Sometimes the hardest thing to save was yourself.

The night shift at Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center never slows down. Gunshot wounds, cardiac arrests, impossible choices and impossible losses arrive through the emergency department doors hour after hour, demanding everything from the people who work there. Among them is twenty-five-year-old nurse practitioner Lilly Christian. Calm where others panic. Gentle where others grow hardened. Brilliant enough to earn the quiet respect of every physician around her, Lilly appears to be exactly what every emergency department hopes for. What no one knows is that before Pittsburgh, she served as an Army nurse in Iraq. While her colleagues see only a compassionate young clinician, Lilly carries years of battlefield medicine, memories she can never forget, and a past she has no desire to discuss. When violence erupts inside the emergency department, instincts forged long before civilian life return in an instant, forcing those around her to realize there is far more behind her quiet smile than they ever imagined. As relentless shifts blur into one another, friendships deepen, families fracture, and old wounds quietly resurface, Lilly must discover whether a person can truly leave war behind-or whether some parts of it simply learn to wear a different uniform. In a place where every second can mean life or death, healing isn't only for the patients. ---- PN: I've realised in the third chapter that I wrote Abbott instead of Abbot. But I was too lazy to change it afterwards and to stay consistent I'll keep that up. Hate me if you must.

Ellie Robinavitch grew up in the emergency room-doing homework at the nurses' station, learning which alarms mattered, and watching her dad hold the chaos together like it was second nature. She thought he was untouchable. But over time, something started to shift. Not enough to name. Not enough to stop. Just small moments-missed sleep, shorter answers, a heaviness that seemed to follow him home. The kind of unraveling that happens quietly. The kind you don't realize you're watching until you're already in the middle of it. Now, as Ellie is pulled deeper into the world she thought she understood, she's left trying to figure out where the line is- between holding it together... and losing yourself completely.