Anyone works in an ER setting knows that you get a variety of people. Most of the time they're harmless and Mary would probably put her patient in that category. However, when he takes a step too far, she finds support in the most unexpected of places. Or, that time Jed steps outside his comfort zone Mary handles herself beautifully but takes the assist. A series of drabbles.

The nuns saw so much.

Emma had despaired.

She hadn't hesitated to reply. Perhaps she should have.

It would be better to be lonely with him.

He had not meant to raise his voice. She would not have liked that.

On the merits of representation, in all its variety.

Her mother had said, a door, once opened, can never be fully closed again. Mary understands this now.

Emma Green did not have an elder sister.

Could a sacrifice ever become something else?

The prodigal returns. Farce ensues. All that is missing is some deus ex machina.

There hadn't seemed any alternative- he wouldn't let her go.

The moments in the developing relationship between Mary and Jed, centering around various songs, with a special song recurring time and again.

"...they were that for now: a widowed nurse and a married doctor. It wasn't normal social conduct by any means but what else was normal around them?" Mary has her doubts regarding her way of life and her relationship with the still married Doctor Foster but, with his help, she finds the small moments to cherish.

Christmas, 1862. Jed tries his hand at gift shopping.

Modern AU. They were there to heal, to offer the best possible treatment to the wounded soldiers under their care, not to fall in love. At least that's what they told themselves. Primarily (but not exclusively) Phoster-centered.

She'd lost track of time and somehow, her pager hadn't gone off. There was glitter on her fingers and it wouldn't come off.

An unexpected gift.

Poetry in motion, color, lyrical thoughts . . . Mary reflects on Jed amid the chaos of the hospital and looks down upon the street . . . Poem-fic. Open to interpretation. Reviews and helpful thoughts? Please! . . . ;)

"These past few months...you've had an effect on me." Season 2 trailer for Mercy Street.

The War ends and with it, a dream, Mary thinks.

Jed Foster grew up with mild winters by the Chesapeake.

Jed/Mary short oneshot early season two. Despite a hectic day Jed and Mary take a quiet moment to celebrate her birthday

Mary shares a gift from home.

Will Mary tell Jed what she wished for?