Dr. Ethan Marshall (
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"It's raining men."
Who: Ethan Marshall, Eddie Bronson, Jace Turner and Jesse Hartley
What: Extended networks
Where: Surgical Unit, Mount Sinai
When: Thursday evening
Ethan had just finished a loooooooooong double shift. Emphasis on the long. He worked a day and an evening shift because someone else had called in sick and he was cool with filling in. He had been in LA for the past week on a conference for Neurology residents, something the hospital paid for so he had jumped at the chance to go. But it meant he missed the whole ordeal one of his closest mates, Jesse, had gone through. Not just his fit on the sidewalk in the middle of busy Manhattan (giving himself a concussion in the process) but also the exploding appendix. Ethan felt bad, but when he had looked in on Jesse earlier during his dinner break, Jesse had been out like a light, so he promised himself he would visit before he went home.
He was still in his scrubs and lab coat, but this wasn't his unit. He was definitely off the clock for now. If Jesse was awake, it would be likely Jace would be there with him. Arriving at the door of Jesse's private room, he knocked softly on the doorframe with a sympathetic smile. "What's this I hear about you going exploding internal organs in my absence?" he asked Jesse, who was still looking pretty worse for wear with yellowing bruises on his face and some visible sutures on the side of his forehead. Jace was sitting on the side of his bed holding his hand, but as soon as Ethan stepped into the room, he realised someone else was there standing by the side of the bed. Whoever it was had probably just arrived, maybe with Jace, and hadn't taken a seat yet.
It caught Ethan's attention and soon he and the stranger were locking gazes. Ethan had no idea who he was, so he just smiled. "If this is a bad time, I can come back?"
What: Extended networks
Where: Surgical Unit, Mount Sinai
When: Thursday evening
Ethan had just finished a loooooooooong double shift. Emphasis on the long. He worked a day and an evening shift because someone else had called in sick and he was cool with filling in. He had been in LA for the past week on a conference for Neurology residents, something the hospital paid for so he had jumped at the chance to go. But it meant he missed the whole ordeal one of his closest mates, Jesse, had gone through. Not just his fit on the sidewalk in the middle of busy Manhattan (giving himself a concussion in the process) but also the exploding appendix. Ethan felt bad, but when he had looked in on Jesse earlier during his dinner break, Jesse had been out like a light, so he promised himself he would visit before he went home.
He was still in his scrubs and lab coat, but this wasn't his unit. He was definitely off the clock for now. If Jesse was awake, it would be likely Jace would be there with him. Arriving at the door of Jesse's private room, he knocked softly on the doorframe with a sympathetic smile. "What's this I hear about you going exploding internal organs in my absence?" he asked Jesse, who was still looking pretty worse for wear with yellowing bruises on his face and some visible sutures on the side of his forehead. Jace was sitting on the side of his bed holding his hand, but as soon as Ethan stepped into the room, he realised someone else was there standing by the side of the bed. Whoever it was had probably just arrived, maybe with Jace, and hadn't taken a seat yet.
It caught Ethan's attention and soon he and the stranger were locking gazes. Ethan had no idea who he was, so he just smiled. "If this is a bad time, I can come back?"
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He came back and handed the first cup to Eddie and then one to Jace. Poor Jace's eyes were red-rimmed, puffy and still a little teary. You could keep it together and be find, but once that final wind got knocked out of you, sometimes the best thing for you was your PJs and your bed. Ethan remembered after all his shit, he went to bed for over a week before he felt like getting up and facing the world again. He hadn't forgotten Eddie's question, though, and once he sat with his own cup of tea, he answered it. "I didn't really deal with it all. Not at first, anyway. Mostly I threw myself into the last year of college and tried to pretend it wasn't happening. Bearing in mind, it was dragged out a lot too with the court case. At first, I just let her do it, because she told me she would ruin me and my career if I told anyone because she knew people in the American medical industry. It was like some sort of out-of-body experience. I was watching me go through these motions and I knew it was fucked up, but I just kept letting it happen."
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Eddie took the tea gratefully from Ethan, and gave him a warm smile in thanks. He took a sip of the hot liquid, grateful for the feeling of comfort that a nice hot tea always brought with it. Eddie reached out with his free hand to rest it on Jace's shoulder and give it a little squeeze, comforting his best friend the way they always had, even as kids. Sometimes things sucked, and words just didn't help, so there was always the quiet reminder that someone who cared about you was there, and that helped more than Eddie could totally explain. It had just always been a thing for them, especially in the wake of Jace's accident when he was trying to get back to normal, but normal would prove to be far too much to ask. He had a normal now, but it would never be the same as prior to his brain injury. "I'm glad you got away from her. Nobody deserves to go through something like that, hon. Ever. I hope she was punished for doing that to you. And in a serious kind of way." He shook his head, his hand still on Jace's shoulder, though Jesse had things well in hand, and Eddie offered them both a weak smile. They'd all gone through heavy things, obviously very different to each other but in some way, it had brought them all here. What a hell of a demonstration of the concept of kismet this was.
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He put his hand over his eyes. "Oh my god, I'm not doing any good fixing the awkward," he chastised himself when he put the tea down on the bedside table until he could get himself back together. He took Jesse's hand to hold and with his other, gestured to Ethan. "How did you even... how can you just... Evan will never hurt you. He won't. He will take the best care of you as your boss, and he'll make sure you're doing well and if you're not, he'll help you. If you have days where it gets too much, you can come talk to us. I promise I won't cry all over you. She can't hurt you now, right? What happened? Did she go to jail?"
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He listened with a nod at Jace's emphatic reassurance for Ethan about Evan. Jesse knew it was true, and even though he was feeling like an epic thorn in poor Evan's side right now, everything Jace was saying was true. "And Summer and Christian. Summer's been my doctor too, and I work with Christian all the time. Evan seems like he wants people to know he's god's gift to the medical word, but he's really protective of his family and his staff."
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He glanced at Eddie with a small smile and nodded. "I'd be lying if I tried to make light of it and said it was no big deal. It was. It nearly ruined my life... it nearly ruined me. But, as Jace can vouch, what doesn't kill you really does make you stronger and I had people fighting for me. They helped me get back on my feet and find some hope. I know there's this whole stigma thing of how can a woman rape a guy, but trust me, she knew what she was doing. Once I found the balls to come forward, albeit with the support of my family, other people she had done it to came forward to and now she'll be seeing the inside of a jail cell for years to come. She was convicted and sentenced, and I think by the time all was said and done encompassing all her victims, she got something like 15 years. It just happened that the high-up people she was trying to threaten me with were the Beaumonts, and Julian Beaumont was supposed to have married Maddie once upon a time, my cousin. I've known Julian for years and after he was hurt the same time last year, his father has a hell of a lot to try to stop this sort of thing happening again. Julian nearly died, and that sort of thing has a knock on effect. I know I'm safe here, and lucky that I got the job."