#hen wilson x you

[bizarre-transmission]

🤨 🤨

[bisexualmultifandommess]

Once Buck is out to everyone I’d love to see Chimney, Hen and Eddie teasing him about how bad he’s got it for Tommy like they did for Chim and Maddie.

The whole firefam just loving and supporting them both but teasing them is so cute to me.

[chronicowboy]

The ambulance carrying Chimney trundles away, and Hen retreats to where Buck and Eddie are huddled for a breather. She gives Eddie a light tap on the back as she joins them, and he wraps an arm around her shoulders in what she assumes is half reassurance and half leverage to keep himself upright.

Honestly, Hen is just impressed he's still standing. Its been one hell of a day.

"How'd he look?" Buck asks, face locked tight into careful neutrality.

"Well, he was cracking jokes with Julie." Hen smiles shakily, the feel of her best friend's blood on her hands making her skin itch.

"He'll be okay," Eddie tells them both, quiet conviction in his voice. "He's got too much to live for."

Hen watches the look Buck and Eddie share with curiousity. Its a loaded look full of unspoken words Hen could never hope to understand. But then Buck nods, his shoulders lose just the slightest bit of tension, and he turns back to the rubble.

"We've got more work to do," he says gravely. His eyes flicker to Eddie's hand where its pressed against his ribs. "You can sit this one out, Eds. I really think you should."

"We need all the help we can get, Buck." Eddie shakes his head and pushes off Hen to steady himself. "I'll take frequent breaks, but I'm not stopping until I have to."

Buck clenches his jaw, but before he can protest their radios crackle to life.

"Firefighter Diaz, do you copy?"

"Linda?" Eddie frowns, and Hen feels a sickening stone of dread drop right through her stomach.

"Eddie." Linda's voice wobbles, and Hen's chest tightens. "Eddie, I'm so sorry. I just got a call from Christopher."

For a moment, the scene goes deathly silent. Hen can only hold her breath and remember the way the world had dropped out from under her when she'd got the call about Karen's lab.

"W-what?" Eddie croaks, eyes wide and unfocused.

Hen reaches out to grab Eddie's hand, glances to see where Buck's comfort is, always the first one to be at Eddie's side. She knows its a mistake the moment she looks at him. Captain Buck has vanished, replaced instead by the sodden, dirty, bloodied Buck they'd found in the aftermath of a tsunami. Tiny, shaking, frozen with fear.

"Christopher was under the bridge when it collapsed," Linda carries on, words trembling. "He's stuck in there."

"Is he-" Eddie chokes back a sob, chest heaving with his breaths, and rolls his eyes up skywards. "Is he still on the line?"

"Yeah, do you want to talk to him?"

"Please," Eddie rasps.

But before Linda can patch him through, there's an almighty grumble like the earth itself is growling and another section of the bridge collapses in on itself.

Hen throws her arms out on instinct, unwilling to lose anymore of her team to this goddamned bridge, but its useless. Eddie's too weak with pain and shock to do much more than nudge her, and Buck's still frozen in place. But Eddie's scream. Well, that's not something Hen will ever be able to forget.

She'd thought the way he screamed Buck's name on the ladder had been bad. But now Eddie's half hunched over as he screams his lungs out, a thing so primal that Christopher's name is almost unrecognisable where it falls from his lips. Hen feels his grief all the way down to her bones as she catches Eddie before his buckling knees can hit the floor.

He's heavy, too heavy for her aching arms, and she looks to Buck for help only to find an empty spot.

"Please," Eddie whispers over and over, voice wet and raw.

Hen follows his gaze and finds Buck at the fresh wall of rubble, tearing chunks of debris away with nothing more than his bear hands. She blinks, expecting to find herself in darkness and soaked to the bone by rain, but Buck is screaming Christopher's name not Eddie's.

Hen lowers Eddie to the floor, propping him up against the car and making sure he has a clear view of Buck's frantic work. She turns just in time to watch Buck bark orders at a group of gathered firefighters, but then he's right back to scrabbling through the rubble and screaming his lungs out.

"Linda," Hen murmurs into her radio, "is Chris still with you?"

There's a pause. Too long. Hen squeezes her eyes shut tight.

"T-the call hasn't ended, but..." A deep breath. "He's not answering me."

Hen curses quietly to herself, sends a prayer up to a god she doesn't believe in, then turns back to Eddie, his eyes still fixed on Buck with something desperate and pleading. Her eyes drop, unable to stomach the expression of pure anguish on his face, and she finds Eddie's gloved hand wrapped around his St Christopher medallion.

She wants to promise him that Christopher will be okay, wants to promise him that he'll make it out the other side, wants to make a hundred promises that she absolutely shouldn't. But Hen loses her own voice when she thinks about how she'd react if it was Denny under tonnes and tonnes of bridge.

The next thing she knows, Buck is calling out for a gurney with a hoarse voice and diving into a hole in the wall of rubble. Hen wonders if he realises he doesn't have a helmet on or if he just doesn't care. She watches the small opening with baited breath, gripping Eddie's hand as tight as she can possibly manage.

Its a long five minutes before Buck emerges from the hole with a dust-covered body in his arms. The sob that bubbles out of Eddie is almost as haunting as his scream. Buck cradles Christopher against his chest like he's the most precious thing in the world as he picks his way through the chaos towards them. Sooner than Hen can comprehend, Buck is falling to his knees by Eddie's side, his own eyes glassy with tears.

"Hey, buddy," Buck chokes out, "told you I'd get you to dad."

"Chris," Eddie sobs, reaching out for him. Buck doesn't miss a beat, manoeuvring himself and Chris closer so that Eddie can hold his son without aggravating his injuries. "Hey, Chris. Hey, I'm here."

"Dad?" Chris mumbles weakly, but for the smile that breaks across Eddie's face you'd think it was the most beautiful sound in the world.

"Yeah, mijo, I'm here." Eddie shakes a glove off to brush the curls off of Christopher's forehead, and Hen waves the paramedics with the gurney over. "I've got you. You're gonna be okay."

Hen makes the mistake of looking at Buck again, and her eyes fill with sharp tears at what she finds. Buck, the gentle giant, cradling Christopher with the most care in the world, and looking down at father and son like they're the reason he's still breathing, his heart is still beating. Buck watching Eddie murmur reassurances to Christopher like he's just found faith for the first time in his life, like a resurrection, like this is why he came back from the dead.

The gurney breaks them from the moment, and Hen helps Eddie to his feet as Buck lays Christopher down. Eddie takes his hand the moment he's upright and he's staggering along with them to the ambulance before he's even steady on his feet.

Hen watches them roll Christopher into the rig, watches Eddie climb in after him, watches as Eddie turns to catch Buck's eyes just before the doors close between them. Hen doesn't have to know Buck and Eddie's secret language to know that that look meant thank you. She turns to Buck, a few steps in front of her, suddenly looking lost in all the debris. When she lays a hand on his shoulder, he clears his throat and sniffles before composing himself.

"Back to work," he mutters and then he's off again.

Hen hears her own voice echoed in her head: are you capable of being a father and walking away?

[mairaiscarrierofthepaperclips]

Eddie: I just ended a four-year relationship.

Hen: Oh, my god, Eddie!

Eddie: Oh, don't worry, it wasn't mine.

*Buck and Natalia fighting*

[laurennnnn21]

Inimitable

Rated : G

Summary :

in·im·i·ta·ble /iˈnimədəb(ə)l/

adjective

adjective: inimitable

so good or unusual as to be impossible to copy; unique. "their beauty was inimitable"

or

Eddie has always liked to draw, with little to no people knowing about it. That is until the 118 inevitably find out about it.

[rqgnarok]

you can ebb and i can flow (grow as we go) / buck & eddie

So Eddie got it wrong. He thought this thing building between them was something it wasn’t. He was sure of it– until pretty, understanding Natalia came into the picture and suddenly Buck was out of alignment again, a glint in his eye and voice tender when he told Eddie all about how she was different.

But it’s fine. It’s fine! He’s trying to be supportive, alright? Buck came back from the dead and hasn’t found his footing yet, so Eddie’s taken matters into his own hands and taken a bit of creative liberty with it.

A double date with his best friend and his expert-in-death girlfriend, and the girl he swore he’d never have a second date with. As far as Eddie’s concerned, this is the best idea he’s had in a while.

or: buddie goes on a double date with other people, eddie pines like it's his job, and they talk things out. FINALLY. god.

word count:  14,523 

read in ao3

[padfoot0216]

Buck - *Ranting to Eddie about a show*

Eddie - Okay, but now I kind of want to watch it.

Buck - Yes, please watch it with me.

Eddie - Yes of course. It’s a date.

Eddie - Kidding.

Buck - …

Buck - Anyway

Buck - You should have said that to Marisol.

Eddie - …

Eddie - He, He

Eddie - Yeah.

Hen, shaking her head - How are they this oblivious?

[flowereclipsie]

i feel like hen is just waiting for the day she can make homophobic jokes with another queer in the firehouse, like “boooo chim you’re homophobic” because he refused to pass the salad or something

[crispymarvellousdinosaurs]

atla x 911 just because

Hen - waterbender (can heal and most likely bloodbend)

Bobby - firebender (makes backstory way more tragic but also he gives fire-people-huddle-around-for-warmth vibes)

Athena - earthbender (an immovable object indeed)

Chimney - airbender (master of gossip because secrets travel on the wind)

Buck - firebender (born into a non-bending family, is largely self-taught, tsunami was a great time for him, is a perfect example of how fires need to be tended to if they are to last)

Eddie - earthbender (he's stubborn, he's repressed, he believes in what he can see and touch and control, he's a brick wall, he forgets the earth is not set in stone and can be malleable and adaptive to change, fire doesn't faze him because he likes the warmth and light it brings)

Maddie - non-bender (tried her best to help Buck growing up but alas, Doug was an earthbender, Chimney is quite literally a breath of fresh air)

Ravi - the avatar

[blue-cheeseinmyoffwhites]

It’s giving😩

[chronicowboy]

can't do this anymore (do it anyway) | 2.6k

eddie starts dating again, buck doesn't want to be waiting on the couch forever, hen really wasn't expecting this conversation, and eddie may or may not eavesdrop. just a little.

Its not a big thing in the end.

Chimney asks Eddie how the date with Vanessa went over Bobby's minestrone and a loaf of Athena's sourdough, Eddie tells them about the date and subsequent talk with his aunt.

There's a joke about setting Eddie up with a single mom from Denny's school, or at least Buck hopes it was a joke, and then the bell rings.

Its not a big thing.

At all.

Except Buck can't stop thinking about it.

The little glint in Eddie's eye now he's realised that his life doesn't have to revolve around Chris and only Chris.

Buck hates himself for hating that glint.

But he thought—

He's not sure what he thought exactly.

That he had more time?

That Eddie would stay content with just a best friend at his side forever?

Maybe, however foolishly, Buck had thought that being Buck was enough for Eddie too.

But, like a coma dream, it all has to come crashing down around you at some point.

Which is why Buck finds himself hunched over on the couch at three-forty AM whilst everyone else is asleep in the bunk room.

Or so he thinks.

Its Hen's gentle footsteps that have him pulling his head out of his hands for the first time in—

Shit, has he been sat here for two hours?

"Hey, Buckaroo." She smiles at him, eyes scrutinising behind her glasses. "Want some tea?"

"Sure," he says, voice hoarser than he'd been expecting. Hen squints at him for a moment, and he knows with the utmost certainty that his tea will come with a dash of oat milk and a heaping spoon of sisterly interrogation.

He settles against the back of the couch, head tilted up towards the ceiling, and counts his breaths as the sounds of the kitchen soothe his hackles. If there was anyone he was going to talk to about this, it'd be Hen. He's sort of glad that she'd woken up and found him, taken the decision from his hands, because he's not sure he would have sought her out of his own volition.

Hen sits down on the coffee table in front of him, and he gives himself a beat to prepare before picking his head up and taking his mug from her hands.

"Couldn't sleep?" he asks.

"Woke up and couldn't stop thinking about Nathaniel." Hen shakes her head, something sad wrinkling the corners of her mouth. "Thought some tea might calm me."

"Mm," Buck hums, taking a sip of the scalding drink.

"What about you?" She tilts her head at him, kind eyes that kind of make Buck want to cry. "What is it keeping you up tonight? Lightning bolt? Ladder truck? Shooting?"

"None of the above actually." Buck huffs a half-hearted laugh, unwilling to examine the last option too closely.

"So, what is it?" she pushes, gentle as always.

"Vanessa," Buck mumbles into his tea.

"Van—" Hen frowns. "Eddie's date Vanessa?" Buck nods.

"Or whichever date comes next," he clarifies, unable to keep the bitterness from his voice.

"Oh," Hen breathes. She blinks, once, twice, three times, then so rapidly Buck wouldn't be able to count them if he could still do math.

"Hen?"

"Sorry, I just wasn't expecting this conversation." She blinks once more before mumbling, "always thought it'd be Eddie I spoke to first."

"What?"

"What?" Hen bats her eyelashes at him, a tight smile on her face. "What is it about Eddie dating that's making you look like a kicked puppy?"

He gets the sense that she already knows the answer, but the lump clogging his throat makes itself known at the prospect of having to answer. He sets his tea down with shaking hands before clasping them tightly in his lap.

"I don't think I can do it, Hen," he croaks, tears burning in his eyes. "I can't watch Christopher whenever he goes out on a date."

"You know you don't have to—"

"Of course, I do," he snaps. "Of course, I do. Because you were right, Hen. I'm not capable of being a father and walking away. So, Eddie will set up another date, and he'll ask me to babysit, and I'll say yes because I love that kid more than I love Eddie, but..." He breaks off here to clear his throat, only succeeds in lodging the lump more deeply in his throat. "But I'll be sitting on his couch, waiting for him to be early or late or right on time. And whenever he's not looking, I'll be looking for a wrongly buttoned shirt or a hair out of place or a faded lipstick mark—" The sob that claws its way to his mouth is ugly and painful, but he manages to swallow it back down before it can wake up the whole station. When Hen's hand lands on his knee, the tears roll down his cheeks and it becomes infinitely harder to catch the sobs before they can break free. "I can't do it."

"Then, don't," Hen says simply.

"Its not that easy, Hen."

"Have you considered telling him the truth?" She raises an inquisitive eyebrow, and Buck kind of wants to fall into his arms and become a little kid again.

"Its not that easy, Hen."

"Maybe," she hedges. "But Eddie hasn't even started dating yet, and you're already heartbroken. What's the worst that could happen?"

"I lose him completely," Buck bites out. "I can handle losing a part of Eddie. I can handle losing movie nights and lasagne four times a week. I can't handle losing all of him."

"Who says you'd lose all of him?"

"He doesn't feel the same way, Hen." He shakes his head, scrubs at his tear-straked cheeks.

"He doesn't know you're an option," she argues.

"Hen, I can't, okay? I just can't." He buries his face back in his hands. "If it was the other way round, you know, he'd be able to tell me. But I can't tell him."

"Why not?"

"Because if I tell him, I risk losing him and Christopher. If he tells me, he risks losing just me."

"There is nothing just about you, Buck," Hen says solemnly, leaning forward to cup his face and tilt his head towards her. "Especially not to Eddie."

"Hen—"

"And you know everything Eddie does is for Christopher. Have you considered that maybe he's not telling you because he's scared that both he and Chris, would lose you?"

"That's not true, though. He knows there's nothing that would keep me away from Chris."

"Does he?" Hen asks. "Because you don't seem to know that Eddie would do nothing to keep you away from Christopher."

"That's different."

"Is it?" Hen fixes him with a look, one where all her wisdom pools in her eyes and keeps you in place.

"I can't tell him, Hen." There's a finality to his words that shocks even him.

He makes his way up to the roof without looking back.

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Its a long seven hours before he finds himself changing into his civies in the locker room, the torturous drag of Eddie's elbows against his as they unbutton their shirts. Normally, they'd be discussing plans for their days off, maybe splitting the chores to lighten the load. Today its stiflingly quiet. Buck wonders if its because he's normally the one to carry the conversation, or if Eddie knows something is wrong.

"Hey, uh, you free to watch Chris on Friday?"

Buck crouches down to slip his work shirt into his duffel and hide the grimace on his face.

"Always," Buck throws a grin over his shoulder. "What time?"

"Uh, seven?" Eddie says after a moment of hesitation. Buck tries not to read into it.

"Perfect, I'll see you then." He grabs his duffel and makes for the door.

"You know you don't have to, right?" Eddie's voice stops him on the threshold. Buck steads himself with a hand on the doorframe. "I could get Pepa to watch him, or Carla, or, hell, Hen owes me a favour."

"Eddie," Buck clears his voice of its wobble and plasters on a smile as he turns around, "I'm happy to do it. You know I love that kid like crazy."

"Yeah, I do." Eddie's face does something complicated at that, his voice so unbearably soft that Buck's heart feels like its been wrapped in barbed wire.

"Friday at seven." Buck winks at him and then he's gone, hoping he makes it to his Jeep before the tears fall.

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Friday rolls around slowly.

Buck wallows in his loft for the first day, dodging texts from a sympathetic Hen and a suspicious Maddie. He only answers Eddie's, because he's pathetic and can't help lunging for his phone every time Eddie's name appears on his screen, but he manages to avoid initiating any conversations.

If Eddie notices, he doesn't mention it.

The second day he's on shift, suddenly much more difficult to hide from Hen's big eyes and Chimney's squinted ones. Even Bobby shoots him a few odd looks throughout the day. But Eddie stays mostly buried in his phone, texting someone with a tiny smile pulling at his lips. Buck has to resist the urge to stalk across the loft, rip the phone from his hands, and frisbee it right out of the bay doors.

The third day, the first twenty-four hours of their forty-eight off, Buck spends moping on his incredibly unyielding couch, all the while fantasising about rough blue fabric and the lump in the left couch cushion that's as familiar to him as his own hands.

The fourth day, Friday, has him waking up nauseous and pushing himself dangerously too far on a run for someone whose stomach only contains water. He forgoes lunch for a nap that only makes him feel worse, showers when his stomach complains at him with a rather loud growl. Then its just a few hours of focusing on the fact that he gets to see Christopher tonight.

Before he knows it, he's pulling on a soft blue tee and walking out the door.

The drive to the Diaz house stretches on forever, every tick of his blinker and honk of an angry Angelino sounding like a taunt, but he pulls into the driveway much too soon.

With a deep breath, Buck clambers out of the truck and walks up to the front door with the ridiculous notion that it feels like there's a gun digging into the small of his back. He doesn't bother knocking, not after quiet confessions over a half-packed lunchbox in the kitchen, and bursts through the door with a grin.

"Where's my favourite Diaz?" he calls out, toeing off his shoes and drifting towards the living room.

"At a sleepover," Eddie says gently, popping out from the kitchen with a stranger jittery energy clinging to him.

"Oh." Buck shuffles awkwardly. "Sorry, I thought—"

"I know I'm only second favourite," Eddie mumbles, a light flush to his cheeks as he looks up at Buck with those dangerous brown eyes of his, "but how about a night with this Diaz?"

"W-what about your, uh, date?" Buck asks, hoping the vicious curl of the word is only in his head.

"He just walked through the door," Eddie breathes.

Buck isn't proud of it, but he's not really sure there's any other way he was ever going to react to that. He freezes. Cartoonishly so. A full-on, full body freeze frame. Every muscle in his body goes taut with shock, his lungs still mid-breath, even his heart misses a beat or two in the pause.

He can't have heard it right. He can't have.

Except Eddie's staring at him with those unbelievably fond eyes of his, the rosy apples of his cheeks glowing in the dim lamplight.

Or its a joke. Yeah, a prank.

Except Eddie is chewing on the inside of his lip in the way he does when he actually is panicking, his hands flexing at his sides.

But Buck thinks hope is much more dangerous than a lightning bolt, so he doesn't let himself believe it.

"Ha-ha. You get cancelled on, Diaz?" Buck rolls his eyes and pushes past Eddie into the kitchen.

He freezes again.

The table is laid for two, a candle in the middle even though Eddie always blows out the tealights at restaurants, a bottle of wine left to breathe next to a tray of Buck's favourite enchiladas. The fancy napkins are folded into triangles on Eddie's chipped plates, Buck's favourite fork in the whole world resting on the tablecloth—the tablecloth—because apparently Eddie knows that Buck likes certain forks better than others. Eddie's shitty Bluetooth speaker is on the windowsill, the faint crooning of Hozier filling the room.

If just one drop of hope feels like a lightning bolt, this hope that rears to life in him now feels like a ladder truck.

Buck spins around to face a hesitantly hopeful Eddie. He looks smaller than he is suddenly, with a sheepish smile tucked into one cheek and his eyebrows high above those molten pools of brown, so full of love that Buck gets a little breathless with it.

"Eddie, what—"

"I heard you talking to Hen," Eddie says, not pausing in his explanation to give Buck time to worry that this is a prank because he knows Buck too well. "And she was right, Buck. I never knew you were an option." He tilts his head, tender eyes apologetic. "If I had have thought there was any way you could feel the same about me, I never would have gone on any date at all." He sighs, taking a careful step closer. "I thought I couldn't have you like this, so when Pepa suggested dating, I thought it might be a good way to move on. But I was fooling myself, Buck, because there's no moving on from the love of your life."

"Eddie." Buck opens his mouth on a thousand unknowable words before taking the two strides to wrap Eddie in a hug. "I love you," Buck breathes into his neck, eyes squeezed shut against the happy tears threatening to fall.

"I love you too," Eddie replies, wrapping his arms around Buck a little tighter than necessary. "I'm sorry."

"You broke my heart, Eddie."

"You broke mine first," Eddie whispers into his shoulder.

A pang of hurt in his chest has Buck pulling back to meet Eddie's eyes, arms still wrapped around his waist.

"When?"

"You died on me, Evan." Eddie sniffs, looks away for just a second before his eyes return to Buck with a longing that makes Buck want to do something truly insane. "You left."

"I came back."

"Three minutes was enough to break me in two," Eddie confesses, quiet and tender and overwhelming.

Buck thinks he's done quite well for lasting this long without jumping him, but he's no saint, so when he can't think of a reply to Eddie's heartbreak, he leans forward to steal it from his lips like he's ready to carry the weight of Eddie's heart as Atlas.

Its a dizzyingly gentle slide of lips at first, Buck afraid to shatter the illusion lest he be left holding the broken shards of his heart. But then Eddie's hand slide up from his shoulders, one to cup Buck's neck, the other to tangle in the curls he left loose after his shower, and something snaps in the miniscule atom of space between them. Eddie's mouth opens under his, and Buck readies himself to dive in when Eddie beats him to it, pulling an embarrassing noise from the bottom of Buck's lungs. Eddie pulls back with a wheezing gasp, dropping his forehead to Buck's as his chest heaves. Buck doesn't think he's ever seen anything quite as beautiful as kiss-rumpled Eddie Diaz trying to find his self control.

"Come on," Eddie murmurs against his lips, "let me wine and dine you, Buckley."

Neither of them makes any move to separate any time soon.

[everybodybutbuddie]

ARE YOU WITH ME? requested by @helloyona

[butraura]

Songs I need 9-1-1 edits for

(Mostly Buddie with exceptions)

Don’t Speak - No Doubt

You And Me - Lifehouse

Chocolate - Kylie Minogue

Never Love Again - Eminem (specifically for first verse + chorus)

I’ll Be - Edwin McClain

I Knew I Loved You - Savage Garden

I Know You Got Away - R5

Fire On Fire - Sam Smith

Locked Away - R. City

The Other Side - GAITS

I Got You - Leona Lewis

You’re Still The One - Shania Twain

Those Nights - Bastille

Superman (It’s Not Easy) - Five For Fighting

Water Under The Bridge - Adele

break up with your girlfriend, i’m bored - Ariana Grande

Truly, Madly, Deeply - Savage Garden

Part of Me - Katy Perry (Buck vs his parents)

The Anthem - Good Charlotte (Buck vs his parents)

The Greatest - Sia (Buck)

Hero - Chad Kroeger, Josey Scott (everyone)

Just Like You - NF (everyone)

Human - Christina Perri (Eddie)

[laurennnnn21]

the silence of the waiting room was killing Buck, well other than the buzzing coming from his phone.

Taylor Kelly

was the name on his phone. Buck immediately pressed decline and shut off his phone.

he needed someone talking, not Taylor though. anyone but Taylor. she just wanted the story out of him. she always did ever since they broke up that was the only time she'd contact him. normally it was fine, but not now. not when Eddie was hurt.

a three story, burnt house collapsed on top of him. Eddie heard movement and wanted to check one more time, even though Buck had insisted they got everyone out he knew deep down Eddie needed that reassurance, and listened to him when Eddie had told him to leave.

he shouldn't have. he shouldn't have left. he should've forced Eddie out of that house. it was his fault. thats all Buck could think.

as soon as Buck's feet hit the road in front of the house, it had started to collapse. there was no time to rush into the house and save him. but yet thats what they started to do.

the house was already collapsed but Bobby, Chim, Hen and Buck worked efficiently together to get to their friend.

pushing and pulling at different parts of the house to get to the man. when they did it was horrible. he was unconscious, bloody and just... broken.

there were cuts and bruises all over him already and they knew even through his turnout coat. a piece of glass from a chandelier (most likely) was stuck in his shoulder where he had been shot, and in his stomach. his leg was broken and ripped through his pants.

they slipped a back board under him, carefully.

"he has a pulse but its incredibly weak." Chim said, his voice breaking a little, as he looked up at Bobby.

"Alright, Buck help me carry him to the gurney. ready on three." Bobby said, staying as calm as he could, as the two men started to lift him and bring him to the ambulance.

as they placed him on the gurney, Chimney checked again, "No pulse, starting compression's Hen!" Chimney had said, lifting himself onto the gurney to start the compression's, Hen climbed into the ambulance and everyone was lifting the gurney to get Chim and Eddie in.

"Buck, Buck! C'mon your driving." Bobby said, having to physically pull Buck by his jacket.

Buck drove as fast as he could, trying to make it to the nearest hospital which was 13 minutes away, quicker than ever.

that was his "best friend" back there. he wasn't going to stay dead because Buck didn't drive them to the hospital in time. he had already been dead for around a minute because of having to carry him to the ambulance, no way was he going to have Eddie dead for 14 minutes or even forever. not on his watch.

as soon as the ambulance was in front of the ER, he had rushed out, seeing Chimney still doing compression's. now it was in the ER's hands, they passed the glass doors with them, silently praying when they heard a male doctor say, "I've got a pulse!"

Chim let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, leaning into Hen.

the four of them wrapped their arms around one another, Bobby holding himself together as best as he could for his team, while Chim, Hen and Buck all had let some tears slip, no matter how hard they tried to hold them back.

now they were waiting in the waiting room in the ER, Maddie was their because she heard from Chimney and wanted to check on everyone, she had brought Jee and food plus good coffee, and Carla unfortunately had to tell Christopher.

Athena was on her way to the ER, as she was getting off her shift, and Bobby was impatiently pacing around the waiting area.

they hadn't heard anything in HOURS.

which only made everyone more worried.

Athena rushed into the ER, placing a soft kiss on her husband's lips before asking, "How's Eddie, have you guys heard anything yet?"

Bobby shrugged his shoulders. "seriously! nothing? he's been in surgery for what like, like five hours at this point!" Athena said annoyed.

another hour passes by before a doctor is finally at the waiting room ready to tell everyone how hes doing.

Buck had basically shot up from his seat as he saw the woman enter.

the woman introduced herself as nurse Johnson and confirmed she was there for Eddie Diaz's friends. "Eddie was put into a medically induced coma for his safety, we are hoping to bring him out of it in the next couple of days, but surgery went very well. it was a hard surgery as he had a dislocated shoulder and broke his wrist, his left lung had partially collapsed and his leg was very much broken and he bruised his hips. thankfully though he had you guys to save him." she spoke.

"can we see him?" Buck asked, worried.

"of course. follow me." nurse Johnson spoke, leading them to his ICU room.

Eddie looked horrible, his arm in a sling the other in a cast to his elbow, his leg in a cast and was incubated to keep him breathing.

Part 2?!?!?!

[matan4il]

I've really enjoyed your analyses of 911, so I thought maybe you'd have some thoughts on something that's been bugging me. I get *why* they ended Hen's med school track, but the whole thing at the end of 6.05, with the scene look backs and mirroring how they sent off Michael in 5.08, just... hasn't sat right with me. It kinda felt like a bait and switch, only I knew the whole time Hen wasn't leaving so it felt gimmicky. I don't know if I'm expressing it well, and I'm not sure if part of my annoyance is because I found 6a fairly lackluster. But I'm curious on your thoughts.

Hi Nonnie! Thank you for the kind words, as well as for sharing your frustration, I hope I can help.

Yeah, I do think that was meant to feel as if we’re saying goodbye to Hen. We, as more dedicated fans, I think we knew Hen wasn’t going anywhere, but most casual viewers didn’t. TBH, when Michael’s actor was leaving, I didn’t know he was, so after the ep was over and they shared more info about the background to his departure, THAT is when I knew we really said goodbye to Michael. Because doing these sentimental “look back” moments for characters when it appears as if they’re leaving, that’s not out of the ordinary on TV. 

So yeah, I do think they wanted casual viewers to wonder about whether Hen is really leaving, and if you feel that’s gimmicky, that’s totally fair. Every show that has done this moment for a character that ended up staying, they were all sort of being gimmicky. I do believe a part of the reason to go with it might be that, whether we were fooled for a bit there or not, it does give us a moment to stop and really appreciate a character and their journey up to that point. Shows don’t often have moments like that come around for characters that are not leaving, but they may wanna give us a nudge to remember and appreciate a particular character, even if they’re not going anywhere. And in the case of the 605 montage, it would do that, as well as add a punch to everything we’re going to see emotionally for Hen and for Henren in 606. So of all the gimmicky things a show can do (and that many, in fact, choose to do), I’m not personally bothered that much by this one.

Maybe I managed to help you feel a bit better about it, too? I really hope so. Thank you so much again for the kindness, it means a lot! If anyone’s looking for my ask tag, it’s here. xoxox

[rqgnarok]

911′s 05x16 “May Day” parts that made me scream like a feral animal:

- “You mess with my kid, you mess with me”

- “This is firefighter Eddie Diaz”

- "Eddie, you’re with Buck”

- “Today YOU’RE a guest in this house”

- “You should take this show on the road” aka the gay electrician having an excellent gaydar and Eddie grinning while messing around with Buck

- The 118 rushing to help Bobby against orders and all common sense, finding each other in the middle (PLUS, that shot where you can barely see Lucy in a side of the frame but she’s very clearly watching the REAL 118 come together after almost a year and realizing she’s not a part of this family, GOD)

- “It’s alright, it’s alright” Bobby comforting Buck with the same fondness he treats May with ON THE SAME EPISODE where she calls him her dad for the first time, ARE YOU SEEING WHAT IM SEEING?

- “THAT’S MY DAD”

- ALL CHIM AND ALBERT INTERACTIONS GOD WHAT A PAIR OF ACTORS DUDE

- “God has spoken” and Eddie’s answering smile, HE’S COMING HOME

- Buck seeing his girlfriend talk to the girl he cheated on her with and being unable to give less of a fuck as long as Eddie Diaz is in the same room

- that MOMENT when you’re hit with the realization that’s something off with Jonah and Hen’s face when she processess his words