Her soulmates have never been Azzy's first priority. It's not like she didn't want to meet them eventually, she saw how her neighbors flourished within their soulmate's presence. Of course she would want that for herself, but between trying to scrape up enough money to get to college, to serving in the military, to piecing herself back together with glitter glue and scotch tape after being honorably discharged, her soulmates could wait. On top of this, working as a paramedic caused an ever-changing schedule, and the various hobbies that her therapist oh so insisted that she should have kept her busy for most of the week. Halfway across the city Robby and Abbot had a consistent rhythm to their life, they've lived together for the last ten years but are still missing something, or someone. What happens when that someone comes running into their ER.

When an undercover officer of the CIA begins her assignment at Pittsburg Trauma and Medical Center under the name Dr. Angela Vaughn, tensions begin to rise between the infamous combat medic Dr. Jack Abbott, when he finds out her secret. "I gave that command," she said quietly. "I know, but your duty is above all else. Follow the order, or sign your death warrant." Author's Note: For the sake of my sanity, I am creating a different president. I can't stand the orange in office right now so we're gonna pretend our goddess Mrs. Kamala Harris is our president.