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[millie-multifics]

……Mamma Mia?

Evan Buckley x GN!Reader

When your friend cancels plans last minute, your sweet boyfriend steps up.

Featuring: Soft Boyfriend Buck and Mammia Mia

Masterlist

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Your phone tightened in your grip and you withheld your sigh of disappointment. You had this night planned for weeks, but your friend was calling to cancel merely an hour before you were set to pick them up.

“No worries, take care.” You hid your disappointment behind a smile as you finished up the call. Your boyfriend, Buck immediately sensed something was wrong.

“Everything okay?” Even from the kitchen, he could hear the slight variations in your tone that was hiding your crushed excitement.

You sighed, kicking off your shoes. “Tonight just got cancelled.”

“But you���ve been looking forward to this for weeks? And you spent so much time getting those tickets and choosing an outfit.”

You pulled the throw pillow onto your lap as you sat on the couch, picking at a loose thread, remembering all of the nights looking through ticket websites and multiple weekends spent combing through thrift stores in L.A.

“I’ll go with you.” Buck offered, the sadness you were emitting was simply too much for your sweet boyfriend to bare. It didn’t matter to him that musicals were not his thing and he would have to sit through two, or that he had just gotten off shift and was simply exhausted. The only thing that mattered to him right now was your happiness.

“Really?”

“It’ll be fun.” It sounded like he was trying to convince himself just as much as you.

“So it’s a musical about paternity?”

“It follows Sophie, she is getting married and trying to decipher which of the three men her mom had written about in her diary is her real father.”

“How does Abba fit into all this?”

“If you’re looking for the logic or correlation between Abba and the story, you won’t find any except that some of the group were the creators of the musical.”

“Does she find out who her real father is?”

“You’ll have to wait and see, babe.”

Buck continued to scroll through the Wikipedia page. “Mamma Mia: Here We Go Again?”

“The second film. It takes place a few years later, dynamics have changed and Cher is in it.”

The popcorn bucket rested on your lap, your fingers idly reaching in for the next popped kernal thoughout the film. Buck had also been indulging in the buttery goodness but it had been a moment since his fingers brushed yours in the bucket. You pull your eyes off the screen expecting to find him asleep but found the opposite, his eyes were glued to the screen as Meryl Streep sang Slipping Through My Fingers. You swore you could see his tears glistening in his eyes at the beautiful song.

The second film began and Buck quickly questioned the absence of Meryl Streep just as everyone did the first time it had been watched. He would whisper in your ear as quiet as possible for explanations on small continuity errors but you assured him none would effect the storyline much. You could feel Buck squeeze your hand just a little bit tighter as Sky returned to Kalokairi, and he was sniffling along with the rest of the Theatre during the christening scene.

“So what did you think?” You asked as the lights turned on while the credits rolled.

“I can definitely see why these are your comfort movies.”

“Thank you for coming with me, Evan.” You leaned your head on his shoulder, cuddling into him as much as possible with the chairs cupholders between you.

“Anytime.”

Buck didn’t regret volunteering at all despite how his tiredness from shift weighed on him. The theatre was packed with fans who were just as enthusiastic as you and he adored watching you glow each time you received a compliment on your well planned outfit. Maybe, just maybe he enjoyed the movies too.

You think you can definitely hear him humming S.O.S in the kitchen the next morning.

[theoncologistof911dispatch]

[91-1lover]

Buck Texting Bobby:

-I think I killed a man?

-NVM he's alive

-Im gonna get so fired

-I'm so dead now

-Nvm he likes me?

-I think he has a brain injury

-Hwhsjanaj help he want to fuck me

-Pops HELP

Bobby after finally opening a chat with Buck: What the actual fu-

[pretty-fishy]

Eddie coming out of the "you can have my back" scene like good now I can have a normal relationship with my new coworker, only for Buck to have fully baby Duck imprinted on him and they will now be at most 3 inches apart at all times

[epiphanybuddie]

i don't care if it's been said a million times, i'm saying it again; Eddie Diaz needs to be flirted with by a man on a call. Like imagine the look on Bucks face, and if Eddie flirts back?! iconic.

[oneshotnewbie]

In the glow of roses

Athena Grant x Reader

Summary: Athena accidentally forgets her anniversary with you due to a particularly stressful case. When she comes home and realizes that you prepared a romantic dinner, she feels guilty. But instead of being disappointed, you surprise her with how understanding and loving you are. Together you find a way to save the evening and enjoy a romantic moment that proves that your relationship is not about perfection, but about love and understanding.

Authors note: I hope you can still enjoy the fluff, even if it is not angst that you are used to from me. Enjoy ♥

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Athena Grant let out a heavy sigh as she finally pulled into the driveway of her house, the hum of the engine echoing in the still night. Night had long since fallen, and the fatigue she felt, digging deep into her muscles, was not only physical, but mental as well. The case she had been working on had taken her hours and drained all her energy. An armed robbery, panicked witnesses, and a chase that seemed never-ending - it was one of those days when her work consumed her completely. The responsibility of protecting lives and bringing them home safely weighed heavily on her.

The adrenaline that had been pumping through her veins was still palpable, but the moment she opened the front door and took the first step into the house, she felt a different kind of unease as a queasy feeling overcame her and her stomach clenched.

The room was bathed in a soft, warm light. Candles were all over the living room, their flickering light reflecting off the shiny surfaces of the furniture. Her gaze wandered further, and as she looked at the lovingly set dining table, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

The anniversary. She had completely forgotten about it.

Her heart stopped for a moment, and a wave of guilt hit her with full force. You had gone through the trouble of preparing a romantic dinner. A bouquet of red roses in the center, fine dishes, a bottle of red wine sparkling in the candlelight, and the scent of freshly cooked food floating in the air - a spicy aroma that she usually found soothing, but now felt like a sharp stab in her heart. It was obvious how much effort you had made, and Athena felt as if she had lost the air to breathe.

Her throat tightened, and she had to blink to hold back the rising anger at herself. Athena stopped dead in her tracks when she saw you coming out of the kitchen. You both looked at each other, and there was unmistakable remorse in Athena's eyes. She expected a look of disappointment or even sadness, but all she saw was gentleness and warmth.

You smiled gently, if a little tired, and your lips formed a quiet "Hey."

She opened her mouth to say something, but her words got stuck in her throat. She could see how much love and devotion went into every detail. "I... I forgot," she finally stammered, her voice rough and brittle as she turned her head slightly to the side. She took a step closer, now able to smell the smell of the food and the roses more clearly. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to forget it."

You walked slowly towards her, your eyes soft and understanding, although there was a hint of pain in them. But instead of blaming her, you lifted her chin with two fingers so that your eyes met again. "It's okay," you whispered, your voice radiating warmth as you gently stroked Athena's cheek with your thumb. "I know you've had a hard day. I know how much you sacrifice. And I know you love me - and that's what matters."

Athena felt her heart clench, but not out of pain, but out of relief. The gesture, as small as it was, felt like a gentle embrace of her heart. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to swallow the guilt and pain. "I should have remembered," she murmured, placing her hand on yours, which was still resting on her cheek. "This day is special for you, and instead..."

You shook your head slightly and pulled Athena closer to you, put your arms around her and held her tight as if you never wanted to let her go again. "'thena, it's okay. This day is important to me but I also know how important your work is to you."

She could feel your gentle heartbeat against her own chest, a rhythm that had a calming and stabilizing effect on her. She closed her eyes and leaned your head on her shoulder, feeling the warmth and familiarity that she always valued so much. Your arms around her felt like a safe haven, a place where she could just be herself - without the pressure and responsibility that so often burdened her.

"How can you be so understanding?" she whispered in your ear as she placed her hands on your waist and pulled you immediately closer. The warmth of your bodies, so close together, began to drive the tension of the day from Athena's limbs.

"Because I know you," you answered softly, running your fingers through her hair, letting her feel that every touch was full of affection. "And I know that we don't have to be perfect. It's not about making a day perfect. It's about being there for each other, even on the most chaotic days."

Athena pulled back for a moment and looked deep into your eyes. Her own shone with gratitude and love. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me," she said quietly, her voice sounding gentle and honest. "I will try to show you that more often."

She lowered her head and gently touched your forehead with her lips while her fingers gently glided over your arms, gentle touches that seemed like a quiet promise. "I wish I had realized earlier how perfect you are in my eyes," she said more quietly, almost whispering. "My thoughts should have been with you instead of letting everything else take over."

You smiled gently, your eyes sparkling in the candlelight. "It's not too late. The evening is still young," you said and took her hand to lead her to the dining table. "Then let's enjoy the evening now. It's not too late to create a beautiful moment."

Athena sat down, her fingers still tightly entwined with yours. The wine tasted velvety on her tongue, and the food filled her stomach with love. As you ate together, the tension slowly released from Athena's shoulders. Every smile, every gentle look and every touch made her relax more and more. The warmth that flooded through her was like a reminder that the essence of your relationship was not defined by perfect moments, but by the connection you shared.

After dinner was over, you stood up, a wide grin playing on your lips. "Come with me," you said and led Athena into the bathroom, your hands tightly clasped together. The bathroom was already enveloped in a romantic, dreamlike atmosphere. Here, too, there were candles everywhere, the flames reflected on the walls while rose petals floated on the surface of the water. The scent of roses was in the air and mixed with the aroma of essential oils that permeated the water.

Athena looked around and her eyes widened. She could hardly believe how much effort you had put into making this evening special. "You prepared all this for me?" she asked, her voice almost toneless with emotion. Her gaze slid over the arrangement, the loving details. She felt her cheeks getting hot, not only from the steam, but also from the charged moment.

You nodded and she pulled you gently towards her. Your lips found each other in a kiss that was gentle and intense at the same time. You closed your eyes, let yourself fall into this moment and felt a hot wave of desire rising within you. The touch of her lips, the tenderness with which she kissed your lips, made your pulse race.

Slowly, as if she wanted to enjoy every second, she let her lips wander lower - from your jaw down to your neck. You tilted your head back, enjoying the tingling that spread across your skin. You couldn't help but let out a soft, pleasurable sigh. "You're driving me crazy," she whispered into your skin, her voice trembling slightly with desire as her hands snuggled around your hips and slowly moved upwards.

"That's the plan," you replied with a seductive smile before she placed her lips on your neck again and the kisses became deeper and more demanding. You could feel the heat building between you, the way your heart beat faster, the way her fingers ran along your back and clung to the fabric of your shirt. For a moment you were just two people, united in your love and the moment.

You pulled away from her and stepped behind her, gently placing your hands on her shoulders and began to let your fingertips glide in light circles over Athena's neck. "I wanted you to relax," you whispered, letting your lips now brush along her neck. The kisses were gentle, but they raised goosebumps, as if every single spark was dancing between you. "And I wanted us to have a moment all to ourselves."

Athena closed her eyes, enjoying the gentle touch, the feeling of your closeness, the warmth that emanated from your bodies. "You always know exactly what I need," she murmured as she leaned back further. Your hands wandered over her arms until they gently grasped her hips.

"Because I know you," you answered, and Athena felt the love that lay in your words. They were true. "And because I love you."

Slowly, with a deep intimacy that made her heart swell, you took off your clothes and slipped into the warm, fragrant water together. The rose petals lay gently on your skin as you snuggled up to each other. Her hands slid gently over your middle while yours gently stroked her thighs and she closed her eyes, lost in the feeling of the tender touches, the closeness and the warmth that enveloped her.

"You are my rock," she whispered as she held you closer to her, her arms wrapped around you protectively. "Always," you whispered back, leaning your head to the side to kiss her lips again. "You are everything to me."

Your bodies, floating lightly in the water, melted into a deep embrace that expressed more than just tenderness - it was a sign of the love, trust and desire you both felt for each other. Athena felt safe, secure and desired. The heat that flowed through her was not just that of the warm water, but also the intense connection to you that she felt stronger with every kiss, every touch.

In that moment, enveloped in candlelight and roses, Athena knew that perfection was never the goal in your relationship. It was the unwavering, all-encompassing love that surprised her again and again, fulfilled her and carried her through every hard day.

[iamharryhale]

Buck: Fight me.

Bobby, in the distance where Buck can't see him: You lay one hand on my son and you will never see the light of day ever again.

[mockerycrow]

hello!! i hope you’re doing well ❤️ i saw you were taking requests and i wondering if you’d write a buck fic where him and the reader are having a stay in date and he puts on a horror movie thinking they’ll get scared and cuddle up to him but he’s the one who gets scared and they’re completely unphased, maybe even laughing at it, so it’s him who needs comfort. if you don’t get to this, ofc no issue. i just hope you have a lovely day/evening 🥰

Amused (Buck x GN!Reader)

GIF BY @cinematicnomad - masterlist

A/N: thank you for the request anon <3 i hope this is up to your standards, friend! also i apologize for not naming the movie, i don’t really watch movies :’)

WARNINGS: fluff.

Buck opened the front door to your house and quickly used his body to open it completely, a few plastic grocery bags in each of his fists. “I’m home!”

You peak your head out from the kitchen and give him a soft smile. You love how he refers to your house as home, despite having his own apartment. “In here! Did’ya get the popcorn?”

Buck snorts and makes his way to the kitchen, grunting quietly as he places the bags on the nearby counter. He looks at you with a smirk. “Of course I did. Can’t have a movie night without popcorn, now can we?” He said with amusement in his tone, taking items out of the bag and placing them on to the empty counter space next to the bags.

“No, no we cannot.” You murmur as you come up behind him, wrapping your arms around his torso. You press the side of your face and your body against his back, humming quietly from Buck’s body heat. You feel him naturally lean against you as he sorts the items on the counter. “You’re warm,” You mutter, pushing your face harder against his shirt. Buck chuckles and grabs the boxes of popcorn bags, glancing over his shoulder in an attempt to look at you. “You always say that.”

“Well, it’s true!” You laugh as you let go, snatching the boxes from him. Buck isn’t phased in the slightest, you have quite good slight of hand. He bends down to a low cabinet and he takes out this very large orange bowl you usually use to hand out Halloween candy in. You look at him and raise your eyebrow as you open a popcorn box, taking a package out. Buck laughs at your expression, sliding the bowl on to the counter near the microwave; near you, of course. You sigh and open the microwave, popping the first package inside of it and you shut the door, setting the timer and hitting start. You glance at the bowl and look back at him with more amusement. “Are you sure we’ll finish such a big bowl?”

Buck playfully scoffs and faces you, a shit eating grin on his face. “I’m a growing boy, y’know!”

“You’re 30.”

“So?”

You blink and start to laugh, grabbing on to the counter. Buck’s lips curl up into a smile, watching you lose yourself in a fit of laughter. Your laughter dies into a soft giggle before you turn to the fridge, opening it and grabbing two beers. ��Usually I would want soda to set the mood, but I think we deserve a couple of beers tonight.”

Buck hums in response as begins to put away the rest of everything he had bought for the next weeks meals. “You think so?”

You smile and open the microwave after it beeped, signaling it’s done. You grab the corner of the popcorn bag and tear it open, dumping the steaming and pre-buttered popcorn into the bowl. “Yeah, I do.”

After a few minutes of popping multiple bags of popcorn, Buck makes a loud groan as he falls back onto the couch next to you, bowl of popcorn in his arm, wrapping the other around you. He grins at you, pure excitement in his eyes as he makes eye contact with you. “Are you ready to watch the scariest movie of your life?” He teases, situating the bowl partially on his leg, partially on yours. You laughs and wrap an arm around his torso, leaning into his warm body. His hand squeezes your shoulder and Buck kisses your temple. “Sure, sure..” You tease, grabbing the remote.

You turn the TV on and select a horror movie, pressing play.

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Buck truly thought you would be snuggling up to him, a trace of fear in your tone every time you spoke.

He could never so wrong.

“sHit!” He yells, his hand suddenly grabbing your shirt. The bowl of popcorn now in your lap as you shove handfuls in your mouth. You laugh and swallow some popcorn, glancing at him. “Wait- you’re scared?” You ask, your face and tone filled with amusement. “Fucking Evan Buckley, the man who literally walks through FIRES every week is scared of a little movie?”

Buck stutters, a nervous laugh leaving him. “What? I’m not sCar- wHAT IS THAT?!” He yells loudly, leaning into your body instead of the other way around. You throw your head back and let out a echoing laugh, one of your hands slapping the couch as you can’t contain yourself. “It’s not funny!” He screeches, scrambling for the remote to pause it. You let out a wheeze laugh and close your eyes, tears brimming at your lash lines due to laughing. “Okay!” You giggle, clearing your throat as you look at him. Your laughter begins to die down. “Okay, it’s not funny..!”

You make a blank expression for a split second and then you begin to crack up, your head reeling back so fast that the thought of whiplash vaguely comes to mind. Buck’s cheeks tint pink from semi-embarrassment and he grumbles, pushing you gently and playfully. “Yeah, yeah, laugh all you want..”

You keep giggling as you ignore him pushing you and you move the bowl from your lap, wrapping your arms around Buck and pulling him into your chest. “Sorry, I know, it’s just so fucking funny, babe,” You say with a smile on your lips. Buck childishly mocks your tone as he wraps his arms around you, immediately relaxing. You rub his back before trailing up to scratch his scalp. “It’s not real, Buck. It’s fine.”

He hums in appreciation, closing his eyes to completely enjoy the moment. You snort and murmur, “Let’s just hope you remember to keep the closet door shut.”

His eyes shoot open and look at you, narrowing, yet he’s letting out a laugh. “[Name]!”

[1asbrightasthestars3]

WAS IT CASUAL WHEN YOU WERE HAVING A BREAKDOWN AND YOUR SON CALLED ME TO CALM YOU DOWN??

[retrogarden]

Are the 9-1-1 showrunners and writers trying to sabotage their successful show? **MAJOR 9-1-1 SPOILERS**

It makes no sense from a writers and show runners standpoint to deliberately make a decision to kill off a main character, the heart of the show since it very first started, off of a show that’s been doing so well and going up in ratings. Especially after it’s seen some bad days with how meh season 5 and 6 were, and that 7 and 8 were bringing 9-1-1 closer to what made the fans fall in love with it.

Also, aside from Angela Bassett being in this show, I feel like Bobby was what the more common viewer and then the more intense fans had in common when it came to one of their favorite parts of the show, Bobby is hugely integral to 9-1-1 and the firefam as a whole. Why would you even want to piss of your common viewers, which is what really brings you attention to the show?

Unless it’s some sort of fake-out it doesn’t make sense at all. And I’m so pissed and depressed especially after hearing Peter Krause didn’t even really want to make an exit and this was the air headed show runner’s decision. I don’t even think a Ravi begins or a canon Buddie event would bring back my love for this show if Bobby is truly not coming back.

In the meantime I need something to cope with so if any of you have any bucktommy fix-it fic recommendations where for a split second Buck along with everyone else believes he’s dead and Tommy tries to comfort him while we find out just kidding he’s not actually dead because seeing Buck fall apart after losing his father figure and Tommy watching his lover fall apart truly turned me into a blubbering mess.

[thomathyhallamay-blog]

I’m rewatching 9-1-1 rn, and in season 5 Buck gets Taylor a bracelet with an emergency GPS beacon in it for Christmas and says no matter what if she presses that button he’ll come to her rescue or something. They never revisit it or really explain how that works, but I want an episode where Buck and Tommy are on a date and Buck gets an alert on his phone that Taylor has pressed the button. He calls her but she doesn’t pick up and they go and reduce her. She was investigating a story or something and got into trouble. I want a fun episode like the treasure hunt one and I think a Buck-Taylor-Tommy trio would work really well, maybe with her camera guy in the shenanigans as well. There would be a little awkwardness at first but then Buck tells her he and Tommy are dating and she makes a joke and then he makes a jome about "be carefull what you say around Taylor, nothing's off the record around her" or something. i think while that was a huge problem in their relationship, it wouldnt be as big a deal in their friendship and i liked their mystery solving.

[theoncologistof911dispatch]

[91-1lover]

Eddie to Any of Buck Love Interest: I came as soon As I heard. Is this true that you're terrible ill?

Buck love Interest: You sound so hopeful

[pretty-fishy]

Actually 911 isnt allowed to be cancelled till Buddie's Wedding, so we can have a parallel scene of Bobby tying Buck's tie for the Wedding instead of a first date

[braincelllostandfound]

Athena after learning about Buddie

Athena: What are your intentions with my- 

Bobby: *cough cough* 

Athena: OUR son 

[oneshotnewbie]

hello :)

can you please write athena grant x fem reader where y/n saves athena's life by taking a bullet for her with a happy ending and love confession?

thank you!

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ This one-shot includes the topics of bullet wounds and blood and the plots are presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

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The morning sun cast a golden glow over the streets of Los Angeles as you and Athena Grant patrolled the streets in the patrol car. It was one of those rare days when the weather was perfect and the city seemed surprisingly quiet. Athena enjoyed the peace and your company. You had known each other for years and had been through countless missions together, which had led to a very deep friendship and tacit understanding between you.

"So, y/n," Athena began as they drove through the streets and she tapped the steering wheel to the soft melody of the radio. "Do you have any plans for the weekend yet?"

You laughed quietly and glanced at her sideways, your head leaning on your hand that was placed by the window. "Nothing concrete yet. I'm thinking about finally going to the cinema again. There's that new Marvel film and I thought I'd take Harry and May with me?"

Athena grinned. "But only if you take me with you? You know I can never say no to a nice day with the kids and you."

"Perfect, then that's a plan. I heard this movie is excellent and the animations are supposed to be awesome!" you nodded contentedly, your body shaking in the passenger seat with excitement. Athena could only shake her head, you were a total nerd when it came to the Marvel universe and even though she knew absolutely nothing about it, she loved hearing you talk about it.

The conversations between you flowed easily and effortlessly, switching from work to personal anecdotes and back. You teased each other and laughed about shared memories. Despite the many years in the service, you were still able to make Athena laugh and she appreciated your company more than she wanted to admit.

"Okay, last question," you said as you stopped at a traffic light, adjusting your sunglasses. "If you weren't a cop, what would you be doing?"

Athena thought for a moment and then answered casually, her gaze strictly focused on the traffic. "I'd probably open a café. I love coffee and I like helping people, so that would be the perfect combination."

You laughed out loud. "That honestly sounds like a dream. I would definitely be your regular customer." you said and shortly afterwards Athena drove the car into a parking lane in front of a bank. "I have to go in for a moment to sort out something personal. Are you coming with me?"

You nodded and got out of the car. You went into the bank together, where Athena went to the counter to take care of her affairs. You waited nearby and let your gaze wander around the banks. It seemed to be a completely normal morning - customers standing in line, employees working behind the counters and a general business atmosphere.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, three masked men burst into the bank, armed with assault weapons. A shrill scream broke the silence as one of the men fired the gun into the air. "Nobody move! This is a robbery!" one of the masked men yelled.

Athena exchanged a quick look with you and felt her body immediately tense as her training and experience took over. She knew this was an extremely dangerous situation and any wrong move could have disastrous consequences.

"Everyone on the floor!" one of the robbers ordered as the other two began to check the customers and employees.

You both obeyed and slowly lowered yourselves to the floor, your eyes always wandering between you and the robbers. Athena knew she would need a plan to defuse this situation, but for now you had to stay calm and wait for your chance.

One of the robbers went from person to person, collecting cell phones and carefully making sure that no one tried to set off an alarm or call the police. So far they hadn't noticed that two police officers were already in the bank. Athena watched the main man closely and noticed that he was nervous. His hands were shaking slightly and his chest was rising and falling quickly.

You, who had crawled towards Athena unnoticed, whispered almost imperceptibly. "We have to find a way to get the situation under control."

Athena nodded almost imperceptibly. "Wait for my instructions. We can't rush anything." she said and the minutes seemed to stretch on endlessly as the robbers continued to gain control of the bank. One of the men went to the vault while the other two kept an eye on the customers.

Athena felt her heart beating faster, but she forced herself to stay calm. She knew that every movement, every word could be decisive now. Her eyes wandered around the bank, looking for a possible opportunity to overpower the robbers.

"Hey, boss!" one of the robbers suddenly shouted, waiting until he got the larger man's attention before pointing the gun at Athena. "We have cops in the bank."

Athena remained calm as she slowly rose to her feet, her hands above her head. "Stay calm," Athena said in a firm and controlled voice.

The situation became chaotic in a matter of seconds. The robber, nervous and obviously mentally distressed, pulled a woman to her feet, a gun pointed strictly at her head while he screamed wildly. "No tricks, got it? You will shut up and try nothing, or you will be the first to lose your life. I'm not afraid of shooting fucking cops."

"Release the hostage and we can solve this peacefully," she spoke carefully and in a calm tone, but the robber didn't understand and continued to shout at her. "You don't understand! Nobody understands! I have nothing left to lose!"

The tension rose as the robber looked around wildly. Athena saw the gun start to shake in his sweaty hands and knew that the situation could escalate at any time and suddenly, the gun was no longer aimed at the woman, but directly at her.

You reacted instinctively. Without hesitation, you pushed yourself up from the ground and threw yourself in front of Athena. There was a loud bang - a shot had been fired. Then another shot, and for a moment time seemed to stand still. You felt the stabbing pain as the bullet hit you and you fell to the ground.

Athena's heart skipped a beat and she had to act quickly. When the robber was inattentive for a brief moment, Athena took the opportunity and ripped the gun from his hand. A fierce fight broke out while everyone else took cover. She managed to quickly overpower and arrest her opponent. You had shot the other in the shoulder from your position on the ground to give your partner cover.

When the two were handcuffed, Athena turned to the frightened bank customers and employees. "Reinforcements will be here soon. Everything will be fine. Please stay calm." she said and turned back to you. "Y/n!" she whispered as she knelt down. Blood seeped through your uniform and she knew it was serious. You weren't wearing a protective vest and the wounds on your upper and lower body looked serious.

While Athena desperately tried to stop the blood flow, the SWAT team ran in and overpowered the last robber, who went back into the main room of the bank. "Stay with me, y/n. You can't give up now."

You smiled weakly, your eyes filled with pain as you tried to take short breaths. "I... won't... 'thena."

Paramedics rushed in behind the SWAT team and began treating you. Athena didn't leave your side, her hands pressed tightly to your wounds as she continued to try to stop the blood loss. "We need to get her to the hospital immediately." one of the paramedics said as they placed you on a stretcher.

Athena followed the stretcher out and got into the ambulance. Her mind was racing and she couldn't hold back the tears. "Please, y/n, hold on."

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The ambulance sped through the streets of Los Angeles, its sirens blaring and its lights flashing in frantic patterns. Athena held your hand tightly, her eyes full of worry and fear. Blood seeped through her fingers and dried on the sleeves of her police jacket. "Hold on, y/n," she whispered again, her voice shaking with emotion. "You can't give up now. Not after everything we've been through."

You weakly opened your eyes, briefly coming back from unconsciousness. "I'll try, Athena. For you."

When you reached the hospital, you were immediately greeted by a team of doctors and nurses and taken to an operating room. Athena was left alone in the lobby, hands smeared with your blood and shaking. All she could do was pray and hope that you would make it.

Hours passed in slow motion. Athena sat in a sterile waiting room, her thoughts racing. Memories of missions together, of conversations and of moments when you had saved her life flooded her mind. She couldn't imagine life without you. Not now, not ever.

Hours later, a doctor finally made his way to her. "She's stable," he said briefly, disinfecting his hands. "It was close. The bullet missed some important organs and arteries, but she lost a lot of blood. She'll make it, but it will take a while until she's fully recovered."

Tears of relief streamed down Athena's face. She knew she had almost lost someone who meant more to her than she ever wanted to admit. "Thank you," she whispered, unable to find more words. "Thank you for saving her."

The next few days were a test of patience and hope for Athena. She visited you regularly in the hospital, sat by your bed and held your hand. She spoke to you, even though you were often too weak to answer. But she knew you heard her, and that gave her strength.

One afternoon, when the sun shone warmly through the window of the hospital room, you awoke from a deep sleep. Athena sat by your side, quietly reading from a comic that Harry had brought for you. When she noticed that you were awake, she put the comic aside and smiled.

"Hey, you," she said gently. "How are you feeling?"

"Better now that you're here." You blinked and smiled weakly. Athena felt her heart beating faster. She had thought a lot over the last few days and had come to an important realization. She could no longer hide her feelings. It was time to tell you the truth.

"Y/n.." she began, her voice anxious and not what you were used to. "I have to tell you something. Something I've been feeling for a long time, but never had the courage to say it."

You looked at her carefully, your eyes full of curiosity and affection. "What is it, Athena?"

She took a deep breath and squeezed your hand tighter. "I... I love you, y/n. I always have, but I never admitted it to myself. But when I thought I might lose you, I realized how much you really mean to me. You are not only my best friend and partner, you are the person I can't imagine my life without."

Tears came to your eyes and you smiled. "Athena, I love you too. For so long. But I was always afraid that you wouldn't feel the same. That I could ruin our friendship."

Athena leaned forward and kissed your forehead gently. "Our friendship is strong enough to survive anything. And I'm ready to take a new path with you. Together."

Your smile grew wider and you pulled Athena closer to you with all your strength. "Then let's walk this path together, 'thena. No matter what happens, we will get through it together."

In the weeks and months that followed, you recovered slowly but steadily. Athena was always by your side, supporting you and encouraging you every step of the way. Your relationship deepened and you found comfort and strength in your love for each other.

One evening, as you sat together in the hospital garden and looked at the stars, you took Athena's hand and kissed it gently. "Thank you for being with me," you whispered. "You are my rock, Athena. With you by my side, I can do anything."

Athena smiled and leaned on your shoulder. "And you are my heart, y/n. Together we are unbeatable."

You knew that life would continue to hold challenges for them, but you were both ready to face them together. Your love was stronger than any danger, and you would always be there for each other, no matter what.