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The gym at Gaffney was almost sterile at midnight—humming lights, the sharp tang of sweat, metal, and sterilized rubber matting. Only the sound of her breath broke the silence. Sarah Reese’s fingers curled around the pull-up bar, her palms slick, face flushed and arms shaking with the strain of her fourth set. Sweat trickled down her temple, grip starting to slip
"Come on," she whispered to herself, determined. One more. Just one—
“Didn’t peg you for the type who likes to suffer alone.” The voice slipped behind her like heat.
She dropped with a sharp exhale, her shoes slapping the mat. Turned instinctively to the baritone the masculine voice carried. He was already watching her.
Connor Rhodes leaned against the wall, dark joggers resting snuggly against his hips, Gaffney sweatshirt fitted against the expanse of his chest with the sleeves rolled to the elbows. A glint of sweat still clung to the edge of his jaw like he’d just scrubbed out of the OR. His smirk, lazy. Dangerous.
OR Connor Rhodes catches Sarah Reese mid-work out on the pull-up bar and helps her. With her legs wrapped around his waist.
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The Patient, The Predator by MissMulticouplesxx
Fandoms: Chicago Med, Chicago Med (TV) RPF, Chicago PD (TV)
10 Aug 2025
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The hospital thrummed.
Not with life — not tonight — but with something colder. A low, mechanical heartbeat. Steel ribs. Fluorescent veins. Lights too bright, halls too silent. A cathedral of sterility and stainless steel where salvation had a price and every miracle came with blood on its hands.
Sarah Reese walked the halls like a ghost in pressed cotton.
Hair slicked back. Coat tailored. Shoes whispering against tile. Her badge said "Doctor," but her silhouette suggested something else entirely—sleek, pale, clinical. Something carved from restraint. Something that had learnt not to flinch anymore.
And somewhere—behind the doors, beneath the hum of ventilators and the mechanical breath of machines—a man waited.
A man made of the same cold matter as the walls. Robert Haywood.
Her father.
He sat upright in the cardiac room like it was a throne. Tubes webbed his arms. The monitors around him blinked, pulsing data like a quiet war drum. And yet, he smiled—like he’d been expecting her. "Sarah,"
She remained silent—in fear that this man would destroy her, again. As if he hadn't done enough damage when he first abandonded her.
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She exhaled, stepped through the automatic doors—
—and collided with a wall of solid, human heat.
Chest. Broad. Familiar.The scent hit first — faint cologne, sharper undertones of coffee, leather, and antiseptic — and then a hand steadied her elbow, firm but careful.
“Easy,” a voice—rough, low, familiar—cut through the morning buzz like a blade through silk.Her gaze lifted.
And the ground beneath her gave out entirely.“Sarah,” Connor's voice wrapped around her name like a memory — low, roughened by exhaustion and years, but unmistakable.
She froze. Words catching in her throat like glass.His hand lingered at her elbow. His eyes — impossibly blue, impossibly steady — swept over her face like he was re-learning it.
She should say something. Move in some capacity. Reclaim the space. But her body remembered him before her mind caught up — the weight of those eyes, the heat of his hands, the quiet gravity that always pulled her toward him when she should’ve run.
“Dr. Rhodes,” she managed, breath catching at the edges.
OR Sarah Reese is brought back to Gaffney in Season 10, and Connor Rhodes is back in her life with it and enough history to drown them both.