7 Works in David Morgenstern
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Carter thought of birds often. He thought of insects. Of ocean creatures. He thought of everything… he hated it.
He didn’t remember walking to the roof.
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Her parents' voices echoed in her head like a broken record. “If you walk out that door, don’t you dare come back.” She’d slammed the door so hard the frame had rattled, her heart pounding with a mix of rage and defiance. She didn’t need them. She didn’t need anyone. And then he’d been there, waiting in the shadows of the parking lot, his blue eyes gleaming like a predator spotting prey.
“Hey,” he’d said, his voice smooth, low, and far too confident for someone who should’ve been a stranger. “You okay?”
She hadn’t been okay. Not even close. But something about the way he looked at her—like she was the only person in the world—made her nod. Made her follow him to his car. Made her let him take her to his place without a second thought.…
Now… shes got a crazy ex, absent parents, three boys, rent, and medical school. Did she mention she was working as a stripper and doing rounds?
To bad she’s too busy to get to know the tall dark handsome man that’s making her life a living hell Dr. Peter Benton.
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Carter picked at his arm as the social worker’s crappy Toyota pulled off the main road and onto a long, cracked driveway. The house loomed at the top of a small hill—big and old and too cheerful for how dead he felt inside.
He didn’t want to be here. But apparently, living on the streets and doing drugs makes people feel just bad enough to do something, but not bad enough to actually care.
Four months on the street. Four. And it took a trip to the ER with a fever of 104 and an infected abscess before someone finally decided, Huh, maybe we shouldn’t let the heir to the Carter family fortune rot behind a dumpster.
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Dr. John Carter thought becoming a doctor would involve white coats, polite patients, and maybe the occasional cup of bad hospital coffee. Instead, he’s been drafted into the Korean War, shoved through a crash course on “don’t get shot”, and sent straight from med school to a MASH unit thirty miles from the front lines.
Now he’s at the 4077th, where the coffee is strong enough to dissolve scalpels, the nurses run the place better than the officers, and the surgeons range from slightly eccentric to completely unhinged. Between Kerry Weaver barking orders, Peter Benton acting like drill sergeant and trauma god rolled into one, and Doug Ross somehow flirting with literally everyone including the supply tent, Carter is just trying not to pass out, screw up, or cry in front of Carol Hathaway (who, for some reason, keeps calling him baby).
Oh, and there’s also the small matter of keeping wounded soldiers alive while artillery shakes the ground and helicopters rain chaos on the camp. No pressure.
At the 4077th, the motto is simple: “Sleep is optional. Sarcasm is mandatory.”
… what the FUCK!!!
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Inspired by the hit movie/musical "Waitress"
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a sharing the bed fic in 3 Acts
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The White Flowers of Alicante by Cassandra_E_Liewise
Fandoms: Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare
21 Aug 2014
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Everyone has a dark past to hide behind dark deeds.
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