#911crackweek

Part 1: This life we choose

Written for @911crackweek Day 5: Non human outsider POV

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The explosion comes from deep within Ladder 118. She feels her walls expand and contract and she’s barreling through the pavement sending everyone inside flying. She ends up on her side, collapsing in the middle of the street.

She tries to keep tabs on everyone and she senses most of her firefighters are out safe.

Most.

She panics when she realizes someone is missing from the headcount and a teenager is running around her with a bomb strapped to his chest.

Buck wiggles underneath her and Ladder 118 groans in frustration. She has landed over own of her own.

Maybe even her favorite firefighter.

And she might be killing Buck, but there’s nothing she can do about it.

“Get me the captain!” the teenager yells.

Ladder 118 knows Captain Han is here. She has faith in him, he will save them all.

Then the teenager sees Captain Han, but he doesn’t want him… he only wants Bobby and Bobby is not-

“Freddie.”

A wave of relief takes over her the moment she hears Bobby’s voice.

That’s the boy from that restaurant fire. Ladder 118 doesn’t know him, but she’s heard Bobby talk about him and his father.

“Thought you’d be on the truck.”

“I’m here now,” Bobby replies.

Ladder 118 slips in and out of consciousness. She fights it, but can’t stay aware of her surroundings for more than a few seconds at a time.

“What about him?” Bobby demands and Ladder 118 only wants to keep Buck safe right now. She knows she’s gone, but Buck still has a chance. “He’s got parents, a sister, a girlfriend and he never did anything to you. He wasn’t even a firefighter when your father burned down that restaurant.”

Everything turns black again.

She wakes up with Captain Han standing beside her.

It’s over.

Is it over?

“Just hang in there, Buckaroo.” Captain Han’s voice gives her a sense of security. A certainty that Buck will be alright.

“Alright. Let’s try to lift this off him, yeah?”

They are trying to move her, lift her up but she’s too heavy, they know she’s too heavy and she can’t help them at all.

“We got anything on the truck we can use for leverage?” Bobby asks, but no, she doesn’t have anything in her to help.

She’s helpless and she’s going to end up taking Buck with her.

A swarm of civilians surround her after a few minutes and Buck screams in agony.

“He’s almost clear. Hold it.” Captain Han yells while still holding on to Ladder 118.

“Keep pulling!” Someone else eggs them on.

“All right. We got him out. We got him out,” Eddie reassures the group of people.

Buck is safe in Eddie’s hands and nothing else matters anymore.

Darkness unfolds around her as she hits the pavement one last time. It’s Eddie’s turn to take care of Buck.

Title: Meet Awkward 1/6 Fandom: 9-1-1 Pairing: Buddie Rating: Explicit. Summary:

5 Times that the team meet awkward Eddie and one time, well, it was still awkward.

Or Eddie found himself in different situations and wished to disappear into thin air.

@911crackweek

911 Crack Week Day 7 Free Choice

Accidents can lead to learning.

buddie, crack/humor, 870 words

tw: accidental drug use

Written for @911crackweek Day 4: Dosed Again

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The kitchen floor is too cold for his feet. Buck walks on his tiptoes until he reaches Eddie, who’s sitting on the floor right in front of the fridge. “Eds? My cheeks are melting, Eds.”

Eddie doesn’t answer and Buck takes a step closer, kneeling beside him. “I can’t move my arms, Eds.”

Eddie is silent. Too silent. Buck drags his knees over the cold, cold floor to face Eddie and finds him eating ribs out of the container, fridge’s door slightly open.

“I don’t like this,” Buck complains.

Eddie doesn’t answer, instead, he puts a rib in Buck’s mouth. “Eat.”

Written for @911crackweek Day 1: Crangst

Link to AO3

Watching ER for 9 hours in a row proves not to be the best decision Buck’s ever made. The sadness that Ali walking away has instilled is invading every space in his life.

No one stays. Everybody leaves.

Buck pops two pills in his mouth and drifts off on his couch with his broken leg perched up high over a cushion. Sleep comes easier than the night before, his mind getting fuzzier by the minute while another episode of ER plays on his TV.

He wakes up with a start two hours later. His leg throbbing in pain and pins and needles on his foot. He props himself up as best he can and reaches for the glass of water he left for himself on the table and notices the pills beside it. The clock says it isn’t time for a new dose of painkillers, but his leg is telling him otherwise. He takes a pill and then another one and feels them scrape the walls of his esophagus on the way down. The bitter taste they leave in his mouth is just as horrible as always. He coughs and throws himself back on the couch with a sigh.

He searches for the remote and finds it under a cushion. He presses play and the next episode starts playing.

Freefall.

Oh, god, he remembers this one. It’s the one where Romano dies crushed by his mortal enemy... a fucking helicopter.

How fitting.

He fights to stay awake and watch the episode, but eventually, his eyelids win the battle and he falls asleep again.

911 Crack Week Day 4 -

Dosed Again

rules: post the last line you wrote (from any WIP or finished piece) and tag the same number of people as there are words

I was tagged by @theladyandthewolves @oneawkwardcookie @tylerhunklin @woodchoc-magnum​ ❤️❤️❤️ thank you all!

I’ve been working on the 3 fics i’ve got planned for @911crackweek and well... Ladder 118 is not having a great time with Buck 1.0

This boy won’t turn her into a sleazy moving hotel for his conquests.

911 Crack Week 2020 Day 5

Non-Human Outsider POV