#haleh adams

[cameronhcwes]

ER (1994-2009) 6.12 — Abby Road

[candiestofqueens]

Blizzard was such a good episode!

- The fun they were all having at the start and the transition to getting everything together? Ahhhhh

-the cast prank

-continuously playing music over the speakers

-Lydia getting blood splattered on her and not flinching

- Mookie helping out in the surgery

-The new surgeon coming in and everyone immediately accepting her presence

-Haleh singing to the child

-Bob making a split decision to operate

And my favourite

- Linda seeing the annoying temp struggling and she just picks up a phone and begins working, and even orders pizza

[kerry-fever]

[addictedtostorytelling]

[leatheryhoward]

ER Rewatch: S01E25 Everything Old is New Again

[derangedbutfun]

Omg it's Haleh! *squee*

[kaen-ace-of-diamonds]

In Stitches

Word Count: 1,621 (oneshot)

[AO3]

Genre: Fluff/Humor

Pairing: Ruby Rose/Weiss Schnee

Characters: Weiss Schnee, Ruby Rose, Jaune Arc

Summary: Hospital AU. Weiss is given a break from her emergency room's usual chaos when a too-familiar patient comes in needing stitches.

Written (and finished very, very late) for @astriiformes' 2024 AU Roulette challenge.

~0~ “Doctors come and go, but nurses make this place run.”

-Haleh Adams, ER

~0~

It’s been quiet for the past three hours, and Weiss does not dare say that out loud. 

She learned her lesson about that her first day in the emergency room. The other techs and nurses would have been surprised to see her back the next day regardless — as they had had no qualms about saying to her face — but they had made a particularly big show about it in the wake of that last twelve hours. She’d been so frazzled still that it seemed like everything she’d ever learned had just spilled out of her brain, and she wondered whether this was really where she belonged after all.

Now, though? The ER almost feels like home. Certainly more than her father’s house ever had, as insane as it sounds to say that out loud. 

“So, I’ve got to warn you that the contrast dye doesn’t taste the greatest, but chasing it with the juice should help with that. Once you finish, someone will bring you down to imaging for your scan, all right?” 

The old man in Room 1’s bed doesn’t talk much, but he gives her a thumbs-up and a grin as he opens the bottle. She smiles back, when a call from outside catches her attention.

“I’ll come check on you later: you should get your results back this morning!”

Weiss steps out of the room, and then bolts down the hall the instant she sees who’s stepping out of triage to meet their nurse. “Jaune! Are you all right?!”

Jaune jumps at the sight of her, and rubs the back of his head in embarrassment. It’s far from warm out, but he’s in just a thin white T-shirt, his usual hoodie missing. “Weiss! Uh…we were kind of hoping…I mean, we weren’t expecting you to be here today.”

“What’s wrong with — we?” Weiss catches movement behind Jaune’s shoulder, and then narrows her eyes as she homes in on the telltale lick of dark hair sticking up there. “Ruby Rose. Are you hiding from me?”

Ruby pokes her head out from behind Jaune, and the part of her face that she’s not pressing his wadded-up hoodie into looks distinctly sheepish. 

“Well…you did tell me not to let you see me here again because I got hurt doing something stupid.”

Weiss splutters, “Again?! I didn’t — are you blee — get in here!”

Jaune hops out of her way as she herds Ruby into one of her empty rooms and onto a table, hastily excusing himself to the vending machines. She gets the sense that he’s going to take his sweet time with it. 

“Okay, let me see...” 

Ruby allows her to carefully ease the hoodie off and set it aside — good God, poor Pumpkin Pete looks like he’s been shot — so she can get a look at the cut. It’s not as bad as she was imagining, but it’s not great, either: an inch-long gash right above her eye. More oozing than freely bleeding; still, the fact that the pressure hasn’t stopped it isn’t a great sign.

“And right across the other one, too.”

“Like an X?” 

“Don’t get excited. It won’t look as cool in real life as it does in your shows. And if the third time really is the charm, next time it’ll be your eye. And I don’t think either of us want that.”

“Right…” Ruby only deflates a little, blinking a stray trickle of blood from her eye. “Do me a favor and don’t tell Yang?”

Weiss sighs. “All right, but I don’t know how you plan to hide this from her. You’re going to need stitches.”

“Oh...oh! You know how to give stitches?!”

Weiss turns from the supply cabinet to give her a Look. “What exactly do you think I’ve been doing in training for all these years?”

“I don’t know! I pictured you, like…giving CPR, rushing people into surgery, pulling out bullets, the stuff they do in the movies. You don’t really talk about work, so...”

Weiss swallows hard. “Well…there’s things that you don’t exactly talk about over lunch. You don’t want to hear about the bad days.”

“Yeah...” Ruby glances at the floor. “Sorry, I…”

She’s cut off by Weiss tapping her chin with the eye of a suture needle, tilting it up so she can see the smile she’s put on. “Come on, lean back. Guarantee you this will be the easiest thing I do all day.”

Ruby stares cross-eyed down the long, curved needle. “I still can’t believe how much that does not look like a sewing needle.”

“It was a surprise to me too.” Weiss gestures to the scar over her left eye with the package of thread in her other hand, before going back to the supply tray. “All of a sudden, I had so many questions for the nurses about what they did here that I forgot to be scared I’d lose my eye!”

Ruby almost laughs, but Weiss coming at her with an alcohol swab and a small syringeful of numbing medication is enough to make her stay still. She watches so intently as Weiss runs the sterilized thread through the needle’s eye and is so quiet when its point slips through her skin to make the first stitches that Weiss thinks for a moment that they’ll have a silent rest of the visit. She should have known better.

“You know, I’m thinking…we could really pull off a cool Halloween costume like this. I mean, not like this, exactly, but my point is, would you want to be Frankenstein or the monster?”

Weiss rolls her eyes. “I can’t see either of those going over very well if I had to run into work unexpectedly. Besides, you love your werewolf costume too much.”

The needle turns inward and over the wound, tugging unavoidably at the skin, and Ruby winces in spite of herself.

“Need a little more numbing?”

“No, it still just feels weird.”

“You know, I don’t say this to any of my other patients, but you did this to yourself. Please don’t tell me you were messing around with that skateboard of yours again.”

Very loud silence.

“Ruby!” 

“You need to stop telling me not to tell you things!”

“Don’t tell me you went over the water again?!”

“No!” Ruby actually sounds offended, as if just a year ago she hadn’t thought it was a good idea to try and make the jump from one end of the pond on Beacon’s campus to the other, and was lucky to come away with just a cut. “I wasn’t even on the board!”

Weiss’ brow furrows, and she pats a glob of blood away so she can make her next stitch. “Where were you, then?”

“Over it. Jaune was helping me in the workshop — engineering stuff, you know?”

“...No offense to him, but how was he helping you?” 

“It was mostly the ‘bringing me snacks and reminding me I have to eat’ kind of help,” Ruby admits, with a smile that quickly turns embarrassed again. “I was working on the motor I want to mount on my new board — and I was wearing the good safety goggles you got me for my birthday, which makes it extra bullshit! — and I don’t know, something, some bit of metal, it slipped and shot out and...well. Now I’m here. And you’re poking holes in my face.”

“Excuse me, I’m patching up the hole you put in your face,” clarifies Weiss, pulling tight one final knot and clipping the thread with one satisfied snap of the suture scissors. “There. Now, usually this is when I’d be giving you aftercare instructions and telling you when to come back and have these removed. But because it’s you, you’re going to explain a bit better to me how someone so particular with her gear wound up needing them in the first place without even leaving the workshop.”

“The all-nighter we pulled might have had something to do with it,” Ruby admits, laughing a little. “Though, actually that might have helped here! Lucky we got here when it’s so quiet, right?”

Weiss’ stomach drops exactly one second before the announcement blares from the waiting room.

“Code blue! Code blue!”

As she leaps up and bolts out of the room, she shouts over her shoulder, “Stay right there! I’ll be back!”

Ruby didn’t need to be told; she’s already settling back against the paper-covered table. She has the sense not to throw one of her usual thumbs-ups, but she isn’t bothered by the gravity of whatever situation might be going on in the waiting room: she has more faith in Weiss to make it right than anyone else in this hospital.

Logically, it shouldn’t make any difference; it’s not faith that matters here, it’s skill and experience, the latter of which she’s desperate to gain enough of to make a real difference in this hospital. With the way a fair few of her coworkers seem to have mistaken the place for a large crab bucket, it’ll take even more effort than she though to do that. Still, it’s not as if that’s what keeps her going. 

Once, she’d had to trust the people surrounding her, with all their practiced reassurance and sharp tools, to put her back together when she was hurt and send her off better than she’d come in, and they had. She used to think, if she could be that kind of person for the people who came through her ER doors, she’d be a success as a nurse.

Now, she thinks differently. There’s no “if” about it: she will. 

[erdaily]

ER - The Book of Abby (Season 15 Episode 3) What we do is take care of the patients that nobody else wants to deal with, all right? The homeless alcoholics, drug addicts, psychotics, all of us, especially the nurses, put ourselves at risk every day. Every day. And when the wards don’t want to go over the nurse to patient ratio because they want to follow the rules, guess who sucks up the surplus? The ER does. And never mind that that means having admitted patients parked on gurneys in the hallway for days and that our nurses have to cover three times as many patients as anybody else, we’re the safety net. We do not have the luxury of abiding by the rules because we don’t kick patients out on the streets. So, we get creative.

[er-139]

@alices-cottage asked:

Doctors or Nurses?

They’re Good

[kitchener-waterloo]

just thinking about the women of er and how much more influential, and dare i say important, they are than the men

like. okay. carol hathaway. thematically, she is the emotional center of the first six seasons of the show, as much as carter is the physical center of it. she is the protagonist, as well, more than he is - while we spend more time fawning over “dumbass baby” carter, we spend more time actively relating to carol. we sympathize with her feelings of inadequacy as she takes the mcats. we feel the haughty rage she encompasses when she tells doug off for being creepy and generally awful. we know as she does that she will not marry taglieri. we mourn with her when she is left, alone, pregnant, in love, halfway across a continent from her soulmate.

then there’s lewis. we sympathize with her failures, too - how she won’t talk back to kayson, even though she’s right, how she feels as if she has no choice but to take in little susie, how she unwillingly falls in love with her, and the difficult choice she makes to leave with her niece versus to stay with mark.

and abby. where do i START with abby. we are introduced to her as a minor detail. an accessory to someone else’s arc. she is more controlled than the other women, shyer in a way that’s less noticeable, and it takes us a while to warm up to her. but she stays. by the time carter is on his way out, abby has well-and-truly established herself as the new protagonist of the series. not the female lead, not the major love interest, but the protagonist. she is our window into the er.

and what would the series be without corday? the first plucky brit to butt her nose into the american hospital. love interest for some and narrative foil for others.

or weaver? you really think the show could go on without her?

or neela? second protagonist of the last five seasons, beside abby?

or jeanie?

or chen?

or haleh?

can you really imagine it without them.

[willwriteforruns]

ER Appreciation Week | Day Six - Favorite Holiday Episode

How the Finch Stole Christmas (6.9)

[cameronhcwes]

ER (1994-2009) 6.12 — Abby Road

[mearcatsreturns]

Abby Lockhart in every episode | 6.21: Such Sweet Sorrow

[kerry-fever]

[addictedtostorytelling]

[leatheryhoward]

ER Rewatch: S02E05 And Baby Makes Two

'- What do you got clothes for? ‐ Whoever needs them. ‐ Where do you get them from? ‐ Dead people, mostly. - Oh. You gotta be kidding me. Well, there's some nice stuff. - We get some pretty rich dead people.'