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Robby and Jack have fallen out of love. They’re going through the motions of life together, raising their four year old daughter. Can they fix things or is it too late?
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“Jack, if this is what you want to do, I’m gonna support you.” It hurts like a bitch to say but he means it. He can even smile because he’s learned how to put on a mask and pretend for the patients all day.
Abbot's considering a sabbatical halfway around the world just to feel something new. The trouble is, Robby's been keeping their relationship casual and is beginning to realize that if Abbot goes, it might just be his fault for not giving him enough where he lives.
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Jack hummed, as his attention drifted back to the little gaggle of amateur ballroom dancers and their instructor. A warm smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he watched Robby coach, a little adjustment here, some gentle encouragement there, a prod to a certain intern’s sense of pride and competition to keep up momentum every now and then. Just Robby in his element, teaching, laughing, unburdened for one fleeting moment.
A quiet laugh beside him drew his attention away from the scene.
“So this is what Jack Abbot looks like when he’s in love?” Dana drawled, nudging Jack’s arm teasingly when he turned back to look at her. “I’ve always wondered.”
“You’re not going to get as good a reaction out of me as you do Robby, you know?” he retorted, smirking gamely back at her.
(Or, Whitaker needs to learn how to waltz, Robby has a particular set of skills, and Dana and Jack have a heart to heart)
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Sundurlaus samtöl are disjoint conversations with little to no context.
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As Jack leaves PTMC after a shift, he overhears two people talking about whether or not he could be the kind of person to commit suicide.
It prompts him to reminisce on his past attempts and on the course of his life.
5+1 type of format.
Jack stilled his hands, got up, and stepped forward until he stood right at the edge. There was no obstacle to clear, no platform below him. He could simply take another step and it would be over. No one could come back from a fall this high.
He breathed in and out.
One step.
Very distantly, he heard the heavy metal door to the roof creak open behind him. He felt the presence behind his back more than he heard it arrive.
Despite himself, he glanced back. It was Robby. He sighed. He liked Robby. He didn’t want to make him a witness to his suicide. It wouldn’t be nice.
“H-hey.” Robby stammered. “D-Dana told me she saw you go up there…” He was blushing bright red, Jack couldn't fathom why. It wasn’t like he was the one being caught in the middle of a questionable life choice. “We… We were going to have a drink…” Robby trailed off. “And, well, I thought you might have wanted to join us.”Series
- Part 4 of Rabbot & Suicide
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24 May 2026