Drabbott Stories

⋆｡°✩°｡⋆ One year ago, Sophia and Jack crossed a line they were never supposed to cross-after Robby's birthday night out, what started as tension and stolen glances turned into a single, unexpected moment that neither of them ever truly talked about again. No labels, no closure, just silence layered over something that never fully left either of them. Since then, they've learned how to exist around each other in the ER-careful, controlled, buried under professionalism. Jack stayed distant, convinced it was the safer choice. Sophia told herself it didn't mean more than it did. But both of them kept remembering it anyway. Now, with Sophia transferring to night shift, everything shifts. The walls between them start to crack in the long hours of shared trauma cases, quiet break room conversations, and moments where their hands brush too long or their eyes linger too openly. Night shift strips everything down-no distractions, no escape-just them, the chaos of the ER, and feelings they never dealt with properly. What was once buried starts resurfacing. Tension turns into closeness. Silence turns into almost-confessions. And every shift becomes harder to survive without acknowledging what that night really was-and what it still might become. Because in the end, it was never just one night. ⋆｡°✩°｡⋆ Jack Abbott x fem OC

An ER shift is never sunshine and rainbows-but today feels like a descent straight into chaos. Follow Dr. Tara Javadi as she battles through the madness, finding moments of comfort and connection in the unlikeliest places. "You're like one of those flowers that grows through concrete," he says. Tara scoffs. "Did you just call me a weed?" "No-the pretty yellow kind." "Oh. A dandelion?" [The Pitt Fanfiction] Dr. Tara Javadi x Dr. Jack Abbott

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.

At twenty, Clara Greene walked into the hospital alone. At twenty-eight, she's the chief resident everyone depends on-and no one really knows. When her working relationship with Dr. Robby begins to blur into something more, Clara does what she's always done: keeps it contained, controlled, and unspoken. But Robby is used to keeping his distance for a reason. And the closer he gets, the harder it becomes to pretend she's not already under his skin. She falls first. He falls harder. And some lines don't blur quietly-they break.

Oneshots for "The Pitt" universe.

Michaela Abbott & Frank Langdon only ever saw each other in the daylight. What happens if darkness comes into view and they're faced with the weight of their past and their present? ( frank langdon x fem!o.c ) ( enemies to lovers ) ( the pitt seasons 1 ─ ? ) © 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔

[to be continued with the release of The Pitt season 2] Two doctors. One emergency room. A rivalry forged in pressure and precision begins to fracture when a mass casualty event leaves one of them wounded-and the other unable to walk away. In a world of war stories and white coats, some battles are personal. [The Pitt Fanfiction] Dr. Aidan Solanki x Dr. Jack Abbott