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eddie: *photo attachment*
Oh shit
Sorry
Don’t open thatbuck: oh my god
did you just send me a nudeOr: Eddie starts something he really, really wants to finish. Buck enjoys the ride.
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- Part 2 of 9-1-1 chat fics
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“Gay Michael’s coming over for dinner tonight,” Bobby says conversationally, sliding a bowl of olives over to Buck.
Buck catches the bowl, and then freezes, eyes widening. “Gay… Michael? Since when do you call Michael Gay Michael?”
Ah. Well.
“It just slipped out,” Bobby admits. “I don’t usually.”
Buck’s eyebrows furrow, something like quiet devastation falling onto his face. “Cap, are— are you homophobic?”
At this, Bobby startles. “What? No. Gay Michael is my best friend.”
Or: Bobby calls it as he sees it.
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buck: i think i’m actually dying
this cannot be the same hangover you guys are experiencing
sent: 11:12 am
IT WASN’T
IT WAS SEPSIS
sent: 14:34 pmeddie: ???????
hen: Oh my God
Are you serious?buck: YES
eddie: Where are you??????
buck: HOSPITAL
Or: Buck gets sepsis, asks Hen about hearts, and scores a date.
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- Part 3 of 9-1-1 chat fics
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“Tomorrow at 7:00. That Italian place Maddie gave you her leftover biscotti from?”
Their first date is supposed to be perfect, and then Eddie gets stood up. He’s so stupid for wanting this, and even more stupid for thinking he can have it.
Their first date is supposed to be perfect, and then Buck gets T-boned in an intersection at 6:48 PM.
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“I know you’re on your way to me. I’m sorry I doubted it.”
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Christopher starts shaking more violently then. “Buck jumped back in the water for me.”
There’s a protocol for a lot of scenarios, both in the Army and as an EMT. Eddie is used to knowing what to do, and how to do it; who to help, and where. Yet now, hopelessness splits through him like a bullet. Eddie doesn’t know what else to do other than hold his kid tighter and press his lips to his temple.
“Is that– Christopher?” Hen asks over his shoulder. The tiny pocket of universe that he’s created with just him, his son, and Buck’s name battering in his chest unravels.
Still keeping Christopher in his arms, Eddie rises to his feet. “I made Buck watch him for the day to get him out of the house. He– he brought him to the pier.”
“Where is he, Eddie?” Bobby asks carefully.
There’s a protocol for a lot of scenarios, both in the Army and as an EMT, but not for this.
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟
Evan Buckley can’t look his best friend in the eye and tell him he failed, so he doesn’t. He stumbles around a drowning wasteland looking for the brightest little boy he’s ever known, and when he can’t find him, he just… keeps on walking.