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Maybe things had changed. Perhaps watching Inej take the butt of a gun to the chest had rattled something in him. But she would not cling to that notion for any longer than she had to. She could not.
“You know I’ll follow you.” Inej spoke, voice barely above a whisper, “And I don’t think you could shake Jesper if you wanted to.”
Or, these three follow the Mississippi north towards freedom and certain doom.
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A month after a brutal Fourth of July shift and a quiet fallout with Garcia, Trinity Santos does what she does best, throws herself into work and tries not to think about anything else.
Then a burn patient with dark red hair and an easy smile walks into her ER.
At first, the flirting feels harmless. The chance encounters feel like coincidence.
The problem is… she keeps showing up.
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"If Trinity was going to assess her life it would go as follows: one pan, one fork, dust. Then: Ibuprofen, NyQuil, Sleep-Aid, Sleep-Gels, Melatonin. Stained glass reflection on her thread-bare carpet in synthetic blues. Hail Mary."
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Trinity gets better, gets worse.
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Trinity stumbled towards the bathroom, her joints popping and creaking. She tripped over a thrash bag that Whitaker was supposed to grab on his way out in the morning, barely regained her balance, closed and locked the door, then finally, finally dropped down beside the toilet, throwing up everything she had in her stomach.
She groaned. Redbulls were pricy as fuck.Trinity breaks down after an particularly unlucky day at the Pitt.
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03 Apr 2026
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Trinity Santos finds herself on the rooftop of PTMC, in a world full of hurt.
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10 Mar 2026
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The words Trinity was thinking were out of her mouth before she could consider them. “I just didn’t want him to touch me again.”
“Again?” His voice was suddenly spiked with alarm, so much so that Trinity couldn’t quite decipher his confusion for a second longer than she should’ve. “He’s done this before?”
“No, not him,” she clarified, then raised her left hand to make the vague outline of a man in the air. “I mean. Him.”
Langdon looked at the blank space she had gestured to, like it might explain what she meant. He sounded wary as he said, “Okay, Santos.”
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trinity santos gets drugged and the only person there to help is her least favorite coworker. lucky her.