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The air in the room became distinctly uncomfortable. McKay flicked her eyes curiously between the two woman, watching them interact with some degree of confusion. “Uh, sorry— you two know each other?”
“She’s my ex-wife,” Garcia spits, keeping her eyes locked sharply with Trinity’s in a challenging glare.
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Trinity moves to Chicago to start her Pediatric EM fellowship after completing her residency. The last person she expects to see there is the person responsible for breaking her heart.
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17 Jun 2026
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“So, what’s your plan?” Garcia took another pull on her beer.
“My plan?” Trinity was pretty sure eating a burger didn’t require a plan.
“The flooded apartment. You do have a plan, don’t you?” Garcia asked.
“Uh, yeah. Of course.” Trinity started peeling the label off of her beer bottle. “Of course, I have a plan.” She shrugged. Garcia didn’t need to know that the plan didn’t extend past going back to her car and then, well, she didn’t know.
Garcia looked at her for a long moment before she blinked and took a sip of her beer. “You’re lying.”
“What?” Trinity recoiled. How could Garcia possibly know that?
“I’m going to buy you dinner. We’re going to walk back to the hospital. I’m going to leave you at your car, and then what? What’s the plan after that? Where are you sleeping tonight?”
A pipe bursts in Trinity's apartment. Does she tell anyone? Of course not. Garcia rescues her, but Trinity's trauma makes that difficult.
Also, there was only one bed.
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16 Jun 2026
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“Look… I’m offering,” Santos doubles down. “I can drive you home. It’s really not a big deal. No problema.”
That earns a breathless, barely-there laugh from Garcia for some reason, and after a visible deep breath in and out she shifts onto her back to look at Santos, and her cheeks are wet.
“Shit,” Santos mutters,”how long have you been stuck in here?”
“Not long enough, apparently.” Garcia hesitates again before wincing through a wave of pain. “It’ll pass. I’ll be fine.”
But Santos just gives her a look. “Seriously, what's the point of lying to me when you could just let me help?”
Garcia sort of rolls her eyes, but they’re bloodshot and too glassy and the next blink releases a tear that she quickly swipes away.
(They haven't spoken since the Langdon incident, and now Garcia's having a migraine attack, and it turns out they didn't completely destroy whatever This is.)
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10 Jun 2026
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The new intern was called to present the case. She hasn’t committed her name yet to memory; it was still the first hour of the shift, after all, and with the elderly patients coming in from nursing homes, there was just no time to familiarize herself with her new colleagues.
“Excellent presentation and intubation skills, Dr. Kelly,” Garcia commends warmly once the new intern finishes her presentation.
So why is it that Garcia seems to be already familiar with this intern?
or: Trinity doesn't cope well in the aftermath of casualgate, and a certain intern's appearance isn't helping.
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- Part 2 of i don't smoke
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05 Jun 2026
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“Call a therapist”. The precision of the cut Yolanda absolutely meant to make but surely didn’t aim for such depth – was another thing to think right after the memory of Langdon’s voice daring to utter; “I’d be happy to teach Dr. Santos” and Garcia not even blinking when –
Picking up the phone and saying, “No”, when Yolanda asked to swing by for the evening; was the easiest thing Trinity had done all week.
But following up with, “I think we’re done”, had choked the oxygen out.
She didn’t catch the flutter of Yolanda’s breathing; too busy trying to fight her way out the window to sit on the hot metal of the fire escape and try to suck in a clear inhale. She did catch the precise delivery of a “cool, thanks for the heads up”, before Garcia hanged up the phone.
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Trinity never expected her apartment to have a steady, rotating population of med students.
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04 Jun 2026