Tommy, who hears through the grapevine that someone from the 118 is on paternity leave.
Tommy, who learns exactly who it is after some of the guys from Harbor help fill in the empty spots.
And so, he figures he should probably get Evan a present, right? For the kid? It's just the proper thing to do, and not at all weird or awkward. And that's how he finds himself standing in the toy aisle after shift, exhausted, running on fumes, and wondering if a Lego Star Wars set is appropriate for a kid that's...shit, he doesn't actually know how old.
He's so deep in thought that he almost doesn't notice the all too familiar hand reaching out to grab that same Lego set.



















