— F. Scott Fitzgerald; Tender Is the Night

the firefam — keeping vigil in the hospital for each other

I want 6x12 to be more of a return to status quo but with Buck at home recovering. And a one by one the team finds a reason to stop by Buck’s loft. Chim notes there’s a great grocery store around the corner. There’s a call nearby and they can stop by arrears, Bobby notices. Hen is on her way home and brings Buck some soup, etc. Eddie insists that Chris wants to come over.

I need a whole episode of Soft Buck in sweatpants and socks with messy curls and the team taking care of their Buck.

126 family in 9-1-1: Lone Star | 2x09 “Thank you for being, for being here, you know. For the both of us. Thank you very much.”

Someone made the joke about Buck being passed around each 118 house like Hoover for his recovery

But I suggest the opposite

Every single person in the 118 just starts showing up at his place unprompted with increasingly ridiculous excuses.

“Cap cooked too much lasagna and we didn’t know what to do with the leftovers”

“The babysitter canceled, can I drop Jee here for half an hour while I run to the bank? We can have some tea when I’m back!”

“Can I use your dryer? Mine broke last week”

“I thought we were watching the game today, what do you mean? Yes, I’ve always been into rugby”

“Chris has to do research for his homework and our wifi wasn’t working. You don’t mind, do you?”

I want this man to be so loved that he’s sick of it. I want him to not know a moment’s peace. His entire family is made of caregivers and he will suffer their hovering because they almost lost him.

9-1-1 ▸ 6.10 in a flash

911: Lone Star 1.10 | 911 4.05

‘911′ Fanfic: Intervention

Genre: Gen; 118 Firefam, Buck and Eddie; Buck and Hen; Found Family; Hurt/Comfort 

Characters: Eddie, Buck, Hen, and the rest of the 118

Word Count: 5,000

Summary: Buck has been through hell with the explosion and the tsunami and the blood clots. He didn’t realize it affected more than him. Post 3x06’s “Monsters.”

Author’s Note: I’d set out to write a one-shot with flashbacks of the aftermath of 2x18, 3x01, and 3x03, but it had a life of its own and turned into a FireFam saga. I actually kind of love it. Let me know what you think.

As a soldier, training and procedure were patterned in the marrow of his bones and grafted into his molecules, so it would be continual and permanent. So nothing could override that programming.

Except for seeing his best friend crushed by a firetruck, lying helpless and bleeding, amongst the burning debris. Something in his brain short-circuited with a pronounced zap and was replaced by a high-pitched drone. Something precious and light in his heart withered from the all-out horror, and suddenly Eddie was running, heedless of the danger.  Towards a bomber, towards his friend, towards the victim.  

Eddie would never remember those rabid minutes when he lost himself in the depths of utter fear radiating from the sight of seeing his friend, a damn civilian trapped in the middle of a warzone.  When his senses returned, Hen and an officer were practically sitting on top of him, hands over his mouth. Another was nursing a swelling eye and bloody nose. 

Buck was still trapped under ten tons of metal. 

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