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“He fell!”

“Ma’am, who fell?”

“Well I don’t know him, but I was jogging behind him and watched him climb over the railing and fall over the side of the cliff!”

“Okay can you look over and tell me if he’s moving?”

“I would, but he took the fence with him when he fell!”

Eddie steadied himself against the machine helping lower Buck down the cliffside. He had scoffed slightly when Buck volunteered, as he had only been cleared for ‘light duty’ a week ago. Not full on cliff scaling. This was his first major emergency back on shift and Bobby let him do it. Buck was already halfway to the truck to retrieve a harness before Eddie could even start a protest of “Are you kidding me?”

Bobby assumed no harm could come, he explained in response to Eddie's furrowed brow. The rescue didn’t involve any running or kicking, so the risk to Buck’s body was minimal. That wasn’t what worried Eddie though. His mind had focused on the rocks beginning to crumble over the side, threatening to fall on the man down below. He failed to mention this though, as it would only fuel Buck‘s impulsive need to do it. It wasn’t that Eddie didn’t believe Buck was capable. He had seen him do much more dangerous things. It was Buck’s disregard for his own safety that scared him. This was a characteristic that had only briefly shown upon initial meeting but had begun to rear its ugly face increasingly more often. Buck had already been lowered about ten feet down the cliff; any opinion he had about the situation would have to wait.