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Okay so with the new episode out and with how Eddie discussed a number of things...

I have to figure out which direction my WIP story is shared with you all today goes...

Unfortunately I love Tommy a bit more each episode so this is getting tough because Eddie...my guy YOU are the idiot here...

And oh Marisol...

I don't know how to feel 😂

But I'm still Buddie centric. I cannot lose faith in those idiots

#spoilers #911 spoilers #just a bit

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omg I’m so glad you’re alive and I hope you’re feeling better. Can’t wait to read your Ted lasso writing again<3

Author's Note: ask and you shall receive...

Content warning: injury, hospital, surgery, anxiety, fear, cussing (it's Roy so duh) Crying.

Paring: Roy/Jamie

No Show Roy-o

Jamie paced the locker room. The team just watching him. 

Everyone's eyes snap to the door when someone starts to open it but they are disappointed when Ted and Beard walk in. The two coaches look at each other and then the team before heading into the office. 

"Okay, something is wrong," Ted says as he sets his backpack down. 

"Clearly," Beard replies. 

Ted watches the team through the window and notices all the attention on Tartt. Well, then he knew where to start.

"What's wrong, Jamie?" Ted asks as he approaches the striker. 

"Roy didn't show for training this morning and he isn't here yet."

"Has he ever missed before?" 

"The man actually lives to wake me up at 4 am to order me around," Jamie states. "No, he never misses. Not without a text at least."

"Did you call him?"

"I'm not daft," Jamie huffs. "Several times. No answer. Now it goes to voicemail."

"Some of us tried too," Isaac says. "Nothing."

"Keeley hasn't been able to ring him either," Jamie says. "Should I call his sister?"

"You have his sister's number?"

"For emergencies, and Phoebe," Jamie admits. 

"Hold on, you have contact with Roy's niece?" Ted asks. "She's what? 8?"

"That's really the important part to you now?" Jamie asks.

"Kinda, odd friendship there," Ted admits. 

"She insists I'm Roy's best friend, and Roy says it's for emergencies. She has a very different definition of emergencies, like you said, she's 8."

"Okay, fine," Ted says. He could let that go for now.  

"Do you think this counts as an emergency?" Jamie asks. 

"Let's see if he is doesn’t show, not just later than normal," Ted says. 

But when time comes to head out to the pitch and Roy still isn't there Jamie cracks and texts Roy's sister. She texts him back that she'll check his place. And that gives Jamie some reassurance as he begins training. He gives Ted his phone in case she or Roy calls. Ted initially thought it was silly, but about an hour in she does call. She tells Ted that Roy wasn't there and the fact he isn't answering for her is unusual. Roy would never ignore a call from her or Phoebe. But she also insists that Roy can handle himself. And she'll let them know if she hears anything. And that makes Ted a bit nervous. They were just about to take a break when Phoebe called Jamie. She is crying and Ted actually does call Jamie over for this one. And Jamie, still in his kit, drags Ted inside. Changes only his boots while still on the phone and whispers to Ted to get what he needs. 

"Where are we going?" Ted asks but does as Jamie says because something feels very wrong here. 

"The fucking hospital," Jamie hisses, not to be mean but more so Phoebe doesn't hear. 

"Oh, that's bad, yeah, let's go." Ted nods and follows Jamie’s lead. 

"We're on the way Phoebe, just stay there." 

Phoebe runs over and hugs Jamie when she sees him.

"Hey, Phoe," Jamie says and despite the fact she is 8 years old, Jamie hauls her up into his arms for a hug. And Ted is almost envious of how easy that seemed for him. But Ted is still very confused. "You remember Coach Ted?" Jamie asks her. She nods as Jamie sets her down. 

"Hi Phoebe," Ted says. "Are you okay?" Ted asks. 

She shrugs and looks over. Ted sees a doctor he had met before, but she looked out of place in street clothes. 

"Hey, Doc." Jamie hugs her. "What happened?"

"Still trying to sort that out," she says.

"You're Roy's sister?" Ted finally asks. 

"Oh sorry, yeah, Coach Lasso, Doc. Doc, Coach Lasso."

"Thanks Jamie," Ted says at the less than helpful introduction but Jamie is already being pulled away to the waiting area by Phoebe. 

"How much did Jamie tell you?" 

"Absolutely nothing," Ted admits. 

She shakes her head. "Right, Roy was brought in about a half hour ago. A friend of mine on shift recognized him and called me. They think he was hit by a car but we have no idea."

"Oh wow, I am so sorry, that-" Ted starts to say but she stops him.

"Thank you, he's in surgery now, I assume you will want to let Ms. Welton know. He might be out for a while."

"Yeah, right, good calls must run in the family," he says. 

"Something like that," she says before going to check on Phoebe. 

She leans in and whispers to Jamie that Roy is in surgery and it's a waiting game now. 

Ted calls Rebecca and Beard, then Keeley. Keeley is there in less than twenty minutes.

"Keeley?" Jamie asks when he sees her. She hugs Phoebe and then him. 

"Ted called," she says and smacks his arm. 

"What was that for?"

"You didn't call me!"

"I was busy with her," Jamie says, gesturing to Phoebe. Thankfully she had her headphones on and was curled up in a chair. 

"Fine, that is an acceptable excuse. Here," she hands him a bag. "I ran by Nelson Road and got your stuff. Sam had made sure it was packed up. They're all pretty worried."

"They aren't the only ones," Jamie glances at Phoebe. 

"Does Ted know?" 

She glances out the window to where Ted was clearly on the phone with Rebecca or Higgins.

"Know what?"

"About you and Roy?" She says.

"Nah, didn't know if I should tell him. We haven't talked about it."

"Well, I think this might genuinely blow your cover."

"Hasn't yet," Jamie says.

"Jamie, I know you. You're managing right now because of Phoebe, but the minute you see him, you-"

"I know," Jamie seems to deflate. "I am trying so hard but-" 

"Oh babe," she hugs him and grimaces. "I love you, Jamie but do us all a favor and change. I'll stay with her."

"Yeah, right, okay," Jamie says as he heads to the toilets to change. 

"Where's Jamie?" Ted asks when he gets back.

"Changing out of his kit, Ted there is something I need to tell you, the boys might get mad, but Jamie is going to need someone and as much as he tries to hide it he is terrified."

"Okay, lay it on me," Ted says.

"Roy and Jamie have been secretly dating since just after international break."

"Wow," Ted says. "That's…new information." He admits. "Does explain why he has Roy's sister in his phone. And why he was so worried when Roy didn't show up for training." 

"They were keeping it a secret because well, for a lot of reasons, but I believe that ship might have sailed based on the fact Jamie didn't even change out of his kit."

"Did change his boots," Ted says.

"Probably not easy to drive in," she says.

"Probably," Ted agrees. 

"Please don't make a big deal out of it, Jamie wasn't going to say anything because he wasn't sure if Roy would want him to, but Jamie brought you for a reason. He brought you because he trusts you and Roy trusts you. And I know you won't hold this against them."

"Heck no, I'm glad they have each other, just surprised is all. You think Jamie is just a ticking time bomb in this one?"

"Definitely," Keeley nods. "And I'm not sure what will set him off."

"Thanks for the heads up, I'll keep this between us unless something happens."

"Thank you, Ted." 

Keeley heads back to work after they promise to keep her in the loop. Roy's sister comes back a bit later to tell them that Roy was out of surgery but it would be a bit before anyone could see him.

"You should be at training," is the first thing out of Roy Kent's mouth when they walk in. He glares at Jamie. 

"Uncle Roy!" Phoebe rushes over and hugs him as best as she can.

"Hi, Phoebe," he says before looking at Jamie. 

"You really think I would stay at training after they called me?" Jamie challenges.

"Yes, not much you can do here," Roy says.

"How hard did that car hit you?” Jamie narrows his gaze at him. “Because clearly your brain is rattled, old man." 

"How you feeling, Roy?" Ted asks to get the two to quit being so grumpy.

"Like I got hit by a car," Roy states.

"You did," Phoebe sniffles. 

"I'm okay, kid," he says. Earning a scoff from Jamie. Roy glares at him. "You should-"

"Oh, Jamie Tartt's not going anywhere," Ted assures him. "Rebecca already knows you'll be out for a while, and sorry boys, but the cats out of the bag on this one."

"You told him," Roy glares at Jamie again.

"I did not," Jamie looks just as shocked. 

"Keeley told me," Ted says. "Because she was worried Jamie was handling it too well."

"Of course she was," Jamie complains. 

"You did cry, like a lot earlier," Phoebe says. 

"Thanks for that, Phoe," Jamie says, his tone less than amused at being called out by a literal child.

"Phoebe, why don't you help me find your mom and call Keeley," Ted says. 

She seems to weigh her options.

"And stop by the vending machines," Ted adds.

"Okay," she hugs her uncle again before following Ted out. Roy looks over at Jamie and can tell he really is hanging in by a thread.

"I'm fine," Roy says. And Jamie doesn't even say anything, just crawls in the bed beside Roy. Roy grunts but manages to shift a bit to make them both fit. "Better?" Roy asks once Jamie is practically molded into his side. 

"Yes, much," Jamie says and he buried his face in Roy's shoulder. 

"Why am I not surprised?" Roy's sister says when she walks in. 

"Not my idea," Roy says.

"Not complainin' though, yeah?" Jamie counters.

"Tear his stitches and I'm banning you myself, Tartt," she says.

"Ouch, Doc," Jamie says. "But fair."

She hums as she sets to checking his vitals. 

“Pain?” She asks.

He grunts.

“Roy,” she starts but Jamie beats her to it. 

“It's either now or you have to admit it when Phoebe gets back,” Jamie says. And whether it is because he's right or that Jamie's so close to losing it Roy knows he needs to answer. 

“Fine, 6.”

“Right,” his sister says.

She makes a few notes.

It was quiet again when she left. 

“Are you mad?” Jamie asks.

“That I got hit by a fucking car?” Roy counters. That seemed like an obvious question. Of fucking course he was. He could have died. His mind circles back as Jamie shifts. 

“That people know,” Jamie corrects. “About us.”

Roy considers it as best he can with painkillers in his system. And he really doesn't fucking care because Jamie is there with him and despite how he was acting before he was glad he was there. It had been terrifying to think he might die when he has people that need him. 

“No,” Roy finally answered. “Needed you here, and if that's the fucking cost. Fine.”

“Good, because I think the team knew something was up, but that might have been because I couldn't sit still.”

“When have you ever fucking sat still?” Roy posits.

“This was worse,” Jamie tells him. “I'm sure Will is going to be pissed at the state of my boots. Pacing constantly on a hard surface.”

“Well get you new fucking boots,” Roy assures.

“Least of my worries, love,” Jamie admits, carefully shifting so he can see Roy's face. “Scared the shit out of me when I couldn't- you weren't answering. No one could find you. You never-”

“Fuck,” Roy says because Jamie has tears streaming down his face and he hates when that happens. He hates that it's because of him, even if he had no say in what happened to him. Despite the ache it causes Roy reaches up and brushes as many of those tears away as he can without risking his stitches. “I'm-”

“Don't!” Jamie starts to pull away. The striker knew what he was about to say. Jamie vehemently shakes his head, causing Roy's hand to have to fall back to the bed. “You are not fucking fine, Roy,” Jamie states, and it was clear what little hold Jamie had on his feelings was slipping. “Because I’m not! Phoebe isn’t either. You nearly died! I can't…do you think I want to do any of this shit without you? Because I fucking don't.”

“Not fucking asking you to,” Roy says, and it probably comes out more aggressive than he intended because Jamie was no longer tucked against his side. The footballer was on his feet, having wound himself up to pacing again. And Roy's chest always gets tight when Jamie does that shit. He needs Jamie to be okay. But he knows he probably said that wrong when Jamie glares at him. 

“You didn't fucking have to,” Jamie retorts. And that's fair. 

“Fucking hell,” Roy grumbles, attempting to sit up so he can better track Jamie's movement. 

“Don’t do that,” Jamie grumbles as he moves back to help him. “Hurt yourself and your sister will boot me.”

“Then quit fucking pacing,” Roy tugs at Jamie's arm until he sits on the edge of the bed. Roy sighs, ignoring the ache in his ribs as he does. 

“I'm not fucking dying, Tartt. Fucking doctors made sure of it.”

“Barely,” Jamie says.

“But they fucking did, and that's fucking that.”

Jamie scoffs but doesn't bother arguing. He was anxious and still thinking about how much worse things could have been, and how much could still go wrong.

“Look at me, Tartt,” Roy demands. Jamie does. “I know this is a fucking mess, but I will be fucking fine. You know why?” Jamie shrugs. “Because you lot won't stop until I am. You, my sister and Ted fucking Lasso, are all fucking determined. Throw in Keeley and that fucking team. I probably won't get a fucking quiet moment til I'm back at the dog track. So fucking do it.”

“Are you telling me to take care of you?” Jamie asks. 

“Going to fucking do it anyway, yeah?”

“Of course,” Jamie nods. “What do you need me to do?”

“You're here, so things are already fucking better,” Roy states. That has warmth spreading through Jamie's chest because Roy has less filter than most, but it would appear he has even less now. And it's oddly sweet.

“Yeah, I'm here,” Jamie says as he shifts to prop his knee up on the bed and takes Roy's hand in his. The fact Roy seems to relax even more has Jamie smiling for what feels like the first time all day. “And you heard the gaffer, I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me.”

“Good, going to need help with the kid,” Roy says. “She is going to be impossible to get rid of.”

“Don't lie Kent, you love every second of it. You love that kid.”

“Not the only fucking one,” Roy states. 

“That loves Phoebe? Of course not, she's adorable and-”

Roy squeezes his hand. 

“That I love, you fucking muppet. Sometimes I wonder why but fucking hell, Tartt. I fucking love you.”

Jamie grins. “Fucking love you too, you prick.”

Roy tugs him until Jamie lays back down beside him. There is a knock at the door. Jamie goes to get up but Roy doesn't let him. 

“Well aren't you two adorable,” Ted says as he and Phoebe come in. 

“Fuck off, Lasso,” Roy grunts.

“Uncle Roy,” Phoebe starts.

“I know, kid,” Roy says. 

“Your mum probably knows where his wallet is more than he does,” Jamie says.

“Could probably finally cash out that tab I've heard about,” Ted adds.

“Oi, don't give her fucking ideas.”

“That's two,” Ted states. 

“Fucking hell,” Roy mutters, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back against the pillows. 

“Three,” Phoebe giggles. 

“I got you,” Jamie quietly tells Roy. Jamie grabs his wallet from his locker and tosses it to Phoebe. Phoebe gives him a look. “He's been through it, so I'll take the hit for him.” Jamie grins. Phoebe just shrugs and takes three quid from him.

“Now he owes you,” Phoebe says, setting his wallet on the table by his phone, which he had set aside to focus on Roy when he initially crawled into the bed. 

Roy glares at him, but it doesn't bother the striker. 

#tw: injury #tw: hospitalization #tw: hospitals #tw: hit by car #tw: crying #tw: cursing #tw: cussing #tw: fear #tw: anxiety #tw: medical procedures #tw: medical emergencies #tw: medical treatment #tw: medication #tw: mentions of death #ted lasso fic #royjamie #jamie x roy #roy x jamie #jamieroy

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Tommy/Buck with guilty Eddie prompt: Eddie gets a takes of his own medicine when Buck spends all of his time with Tommy and barely has even a second for him. Eddie's all for sulking until Hen or Chimney clues him in on how he treated Buck while he went gallivanting with Tommy. Now Buck had become Tommy's priority and Eddie is left missing Buck like crazy. How will he get his buddie back?

Author's Note: I do have more to this story IF you want a Buddie Ending. But I wanted to get this out before the show tonight. So there might be a part 2 in the works. Unbeta'd and like zero proofing because I'm making this happen between 2 jobs. But I love you guys, so I needed to get this posted.

Content warning: Petty Eddie is his own warning. Anxiety, doubt, fear, all those emotions. Cliffhanger...

The Timing is Always Wrong

Eddie had initially thought it was amusing that Tommy had been on a date with Buck. Eddie's best friend. Sure, Buck hadn't told him that was happening, or that he had realized he wasn't as straight as everyone thought he was. And that had concerned Eddie for a bit. He and Buck usually talked about stuff. But Eddie had figured it was probably more to do with the fact that Eddie and Tommy were friends. New friends even. Buck probably didn't want to complicate that. That seemed very much like a Buck thing he would do. If the date hadn't gone well, because let's face it Buck did not have the best first date track record. Although, Tommy would have been well adept at dealing with another dinner roll induced 911. Tommy was just as trained as they were. It would be fine. Wouldn't it?

Maybe not.

Eddie was really starting to get annoyed. Buck had blown him off twice over the past few days. He had barely had time for Christopher outside a few calls and picking him up from school when Eddie had an appointment. And now Buck seemed to be glued to his phone. Even on shift. It was like Eddie wasn't there unless they had a call they needed to work directly together on. Even then he was bearing all about Tommy. And it was getting on Eddie's nerves. Eddie couldn't help but glare at his best friend as he walked away grinning with his phone to his ear.

He didn't miss the slight laugh behind him.

Chimney doesn't even seem annoyed when Eddie glares at him.

“What?” Eddie sort of snaps at him.

“Oh nothing, just wondering how it feels on the other side of that turning table,” Chim says.

“What does that even-” Eddie says as he continues to glare. “If you have something to say, Chim, spit it out. I'm not in the mood.”

“Oh that much is obvious,” Chim says, and Eddie might actually punch his best friend’s brother in law. Wow, Frank would not approve of that. Bobby either. Buck too. Okay, maybe he needed to get a handle on this.

“Chim…” Eddie starts.

“You really don't see it, do you?” Chim asks, amusement clear in his tone. “Wow, you two are just…okay, you're annoyed that Buck's blowing you off for his new guy, who happens to be Tommy. And you don't see the irony In that?”

“Marisol and-”

“I'm not talking about your girlfriend,” Eddie says. “I'm talking about Tommy Kinard. Buck looked like a kicked puppy every time you had plans with Tommy or were too busy to spot him or shoot hoops. Thought the military was supposed to make you guys more observant, not whatever that all is. Now not only does Buck have Tommy's attention, but Tommy has Buck's and you hate it. But then again you've always hated Buck's partners. For the record, the rest of us just hope you two get back on the same page, don't want to risk another grocery store-”

“That was different and you know it,” Eddie states.

“Same ‘Mom and dad fighting’ energy that makes these shifts weird. So just tell your best friend you miss him and quit glaring at everyone.” Chimney doesn't stay for a reaction. He had probably crossed a line already. Honestly, Maddie had told him that Eddie and Buck needed to sit down and talk like adults, but Chim had pointed out neither of them were good at that. They had both agreed on that point.

Had Eddie really hared everyone Buck was with. Sure, he hated Taylor, but that's because it was Taylor Kelly. He had valid reasons for that. And okay, he was NOT Abby’s biggest fan when she had just showed back up. Alright, and Allie, well, Allie had been not terrible. Eddie, Carla, and Allie had their work cut out for them getting Buck back on his feet. Allie just couldn't keep up. And we'll, Eddie was pretty sure Natalia was just a misguided trauma reaction. Eddie didn't hate them all, per se, more he didn't always like who Buck was when he was with them. And maybe that wasn't fair. Eddie had his share of bad relationships. His relationship with Shannon was a mess that never got closure. That had led him down a bad path. Ana has been good for Christopher, and him, but it wasn't…it just wasn't anymore. He had felt like he was trying to fool himself back then. And Marisol…With Buck busy with Tommy he would have more time for Marisol and Christopher to get to know each other. Did he really want that? Did he see a future with Marisol? Did Christopher? Christopher would probably be happy Buck and Tommy were together. They were like his two favorite people recently and that mostly didn't bother him, right. Eddie could see that Tommy and Buck could be good for each other. But like, could he see all five of them being a- what would that even be? Would Buck pick a life with Tommy over one with him and Christopher? Did- Nah, this was Buck. Eddie, Buck and Christopher have been through so much together. Christopher would be non negotiable, even Taylor Kelly had known that. But…in the future, who would know.

Huh.

Every time Eddie looked into his future Buck was always there. His best friend. The women in their lives came and went but not Buck. Buck was there through Shannon. He was there before and after Ana. Buck was there at not only Eddie's worst moments, but vice versa.

Eddie thinks about the bombing. The tsunami. The well. The shooting. And that stupid storm. Three minutes and seventeen seconds that were probably the most terrifying three minutes and seventeen seconds of his life. And that's something he still tries not to think about because Eddie wasn't afraid of his own death. He'd survived being shot twice now and buried his wife. But losing Buck was scarier. Losing Shannon had been difficult, but losing Buck would be unbearable. Was he losing Buck? Is that why he hated Taylor and Natalia so much?

Nothing changes other than Eddie's attitude over the next few days. Their next shift gets off to an unusual start.

Buck does a double take as he looks up from texting Tommy. Eddie looked…odd. He was frowning and just staring off. But before he could say anything Eddie seemed to shake off whatever was on his mind and headed towards the loft. He didn't look particularly happy. Maybe he had gotten a call. Maybe something happened with Christopher. That had Buck putting his phone in his pocket and hurrying after his best friend. He caught up to him on the stairs.

“Eddie, hey,” Buck starts, which of course has Eddie stopping halfway up the stairs to look at him.

“Yeah, Buck, what you need?”

That was an odd way to reply. Well not really, but for Eddie it was. “Need? I don't-” Buck shakes his head. “Are you okay man? Is Christopher okay? Did Carla call or -”

“He was fine when I left…wait did Carla call you?” Eddie asks, now even more on edge. The father pulls out his phone. He didn't have any missed calls. He had a text from Marisol he hasn't replied to, but nothing important. He looks back at Buck.

“Me?” Buck shakes his head. Okay that might not have been the best thing to start with. “No, I…you look like you just got bad news or something. I was worried something happened to Chris or maybe your abuela.”

Eddie can't help but soften a bit at that. How could Eddie ever doubt how much his son meant to his best friend. Buck loves Christopher as much as Eddie did. Eddie felt bad for even considering it.

“Christopher is fine as far as I know,” Eddie tries to reassure him. “Abuela too.”

“Then what's wrong?” Buck genuinely asks.

Eddie hesitates. Buck must notice because he's now dragging Eddie along to a less busy are of the loft.

“I know things have been…off, since…you know,” Buck isn't sure he is making any sense. “You can still talk to me, you know that right? Like it won't leave this.” And the way Buck gestures between the two of them, paired with the fact Buck still had a hold of his wrist didn't help Eddie feel any better about anything. But he didn't hate it. Well, Eddie was having a day of revelations he hadn't expected to have. And it was draining.

He must stay silent too long because Buck adds, “I won't tell Tommy, not if you don't want me to. I mean-”

Eddie bites back a sigh. Why is all this happening now? He really needed to set up an appointment with Frank.

“I know, Buck.” Eddie says honestly.

“Okay, so…what's going on?” Buck asks. And the look of genuine concern on Buck's face tugs at something in Eddie's chest.

“I'm okay, Buck,” Eddie says, and he can tell Buck isn't buying it. So he cuts off whatever argument Buck might have. “I mean it. It's not an ‘I’m fine’ like before when I thought I needed to be. This isn't that. I just…”

“That's good but now you're freaking me out a bit,” Buck says. “Just what?”

“Honestly, I'm not sure,” Eddie says with all sincerity. The former medic isn't sure what he is right now. He knows he is having way more feelings than he should and he knows he sure as hell can't tell Buck that because Buck just started a new relationship. It would be selfish for Eddie to say anything now. Not when Eddie isn't even sure what he is feeling.

“Eddie,” Buck starts, moving to grip his friend's shoulders. He wanted to make sure he had Eddie's full attention. Buck even ignores the way his phone goes off in his pocket. “Did you have a fight with Marisol or something? I don't think I've seen you like this since…”

“Not exactly,” Eddie needs to stop this conversation before he says or does something stupid. “like I said, I don't know. Probably something I should talk to Frank about.”

“Probably a good idea,” Buck nods, pulling away as he does. “But you know-”

“I know I can call you if I need to, Buck. I would just hate to-” Eddie is cut off by Buck’s phone going off again. “You need to get that?”

Buck gets the phone out of his pocket and isn't sure what he should do.

And Eddie can tell Buck is torn as he looks at his phone. Eddie sees Tommy's name and photo on the screen. “You should get that.” To make the choice easier on his friend, Eddie heads to the kitchen. Mentally kicking himself. Maybe Chimney was right and he should just tell Buck he misses him. It's not a lie and it's not like that would be out of the norm. He was his best friend.

Buck answers the phone right before it goes to voicemail.

“Everything alright?” Tommy asks.

“Yeah, well, maybe, I don't know,” Buck says.

“A lot of conflicting answers there, Evan.”

“Sorry,” Buck frowns.

“No need to be, but are you okay?”

“I'm fine, but somethings off with Eddie and it's weird, last time he was like this was when he was after he got shot, was having panic attacks and broke up with Ana.”

“Not having panic attacks now is he? Seemed fine last week. And he and Marisol seemed alright the other night.”

“I thought so too. I don't think he's had a panic attack in awhile. He or Chris would have told me.

“But you think he might be heading that way? Or that's he's better at hiding it.”

“I don't know,” Buck admits. He hates not knowing. “He said he should talk to Frank, his-”

“Therapist, right? That's a good thing, isn't it? He knows he needs help and sounds like he's getting it.”

“I mean yeah, but…” Buck has seen Eddie at his worst. But it felt like Eddie was pushing him out.

Even on the phone Tommy can tell the situation is tearing his partner up. “But he's your best friend and you're worried.”

“Yeah…” Buck nods despite Tommy not being able to see it.

“That's a good thing, Evan,” Tommy tries to assure him. “You guys have been through a lot, been friends for a long time. Would be weird if you didn't worry.”

“I guess so.”

“I know so, you're a sweet guy, Evan, why do you think I like you so much?”

It doesn't get better over the next few days. The opposite happens. Buck could not shake the feeling Eddie was keeping something from him. That he was losing his best friend, again.

“Are we okay?” Buck asks. “Because I don't feel like we are okay.”

“I broke it off with Marisol,” Eddie states.

“What? Why? I thought you guys were getting serious? What happened?” Buck asks, not even noticing that Eddie had managed to avoid his question.

“It just didn't work,” Eddie says with a shrug.

“Didn't you say that about Ana too?”

“Because it's true,” Eddie states. “And yes, I'm aware the common factor on that is me. Tía Pepa made that very clear.”

“What else did Tía Pepa say?” Buck asks. He knew the women in the Diaz family were a force to reckon with.

“A lot, as usual,” Eddie sighs. “But she's not wrong.”

“Okay…” Buck was wondering where this might go.

“She told me to figure out what I wanted because clearly what has been happening isn't working and she's running out of friends with daughters.”

Buck chuckles, “that sounds like her.”

“And Frank agreed. I had to figure it out.”

“Did you?”

“I think so,” Eddie nervously notes.

That makes Buck perk up. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” Eddie says. “But the timing…”

“Who is it?” Buck asks. The younger firefighter seemed eager to know but internally he was torn. If Eddie had figured it out and found a person to share the rest of his life with, that could mean a lot of changes. Buck might get pushed aside. And that would ruin Buck.

#Buddie fic #prompt fill #petty eddie diaz #is one of my favorite Eddie Diaz variants lol

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One More Diaz (911 Buddie A/B/Ω AU WIP) Part 2

Author Note: Part 2 of Probably 3. Unbeta'd and posted on mobile so there might be issues that need to be corrected. Bonding bite time!

Minors do not interact. I write mature themes.

Content warning: Male Alpha/ Male Omega pairing, mpreg, angst, vomiting, morning sickness, injury, biting, fear, anxiety

Alpha Buck/Omega Eddie

Part 1

Eddie had started to think that everything would be manageable. Eddie’s doctor had given him an all-clear for the restricted work load. Buck had been there for the ultrasound and even if the pup was too small to be recognizable, it was still there. It was clear in black and white. That was their pup. And Buck had stuck a copy of it on the firehouse fridge. And no one complained. Someone even stuck a little magnet with a fire hat sticker on the tiny blob of a developing pup and the omega couldn't help but laugh.

He and Buck could handle everything. The first shift they had a problem was three weeks after everyone found out.

A call to a warehouse fire went to shit when the poorly maintained floor of the second level gave out and when Bobby had called out for everyone to check in Eddie thought he might pass out when Buck had been slow to report back. The omega had to step away from the poor guy suffering from smoke inhalation and minor burns for a moment. He had to try and reign in his reaction. Once he was sure he wouldn't burst into tears and be a distraction he returned. Hen gave him a reassuring look without saying anything else. And the omega was grateful to have her there. When the job was done and they were back at the firehouse, Buck hadn't even hung up his gear before Eddie was in his space. And the alpha didn't mind. He didn't blame the omega. Eddie had barely gotten to see his alpha before the ambulance was heading off to the hospital.

“Didn't mean to scare you, Eds,” the alpha says as he hugs his omega back. “I'm good. My mask got messed up and I had to fix it before I could report in.” Eddie's grip tightens. “You know the drill.” He feels Eddie's nod more than he sees it with how the omega’s face is tucked against his throat. The alpha wonders how he can stand having his face in the sweaty firefighter’s neck. “Eddie,” Buck starts when he feels how shaky the omega is. The alpha looks over at the rest of the team. Bobby gives the younger alpha a small smile as he approaches.

“It's okay, take a minute,” Bobby says.

Buck guides Eddie to sit on the edge of the truck and the alpha is worried at how quiet the omega is. The alpha makes quick work of his gear.

“I’ll handle it, you go,” the captain assures him.

“Thanks, Bobby,” Buck says. He goes over and after assuring Eddie that he's okay again. He leads the omega to a quiet corner of the loft.

Eddie seemed more himself by the next call.

By the end of the shift, the alpha can tell that the omega is exhausted. They don’t need a bond for the alpha to know that. He just needed eyes. He has an idea he wants to discuss with Eddie, but he can tell now isn't the time. Most of the next day is spent with Eddie snuggling on the couch with Christopher when he is home. And the alpha is so proud of the boy. Christopher had become increasingly independent as he got older but he must have been able to tell his dad needed the attention. And he seemed more than happy to indulge his dad. So it had been a quiet day for the most part.

“Would it make you feel better if we were bonded?” Buck asks after Christopher has gone to bed. That had the omega stopping short as he got ready for bed. Eddie looked back at the alpha.

“Seriously?” The omega stares at him.

“Okay, I'm going to be honest right now and admit that I have no idea what you are thinking right now,” Buck admits.

“Right,” Eddie says before disappearing into the bathroom and leaving the alpha to wonder if he really truly messed up. The alpha has to squash the urge to either follow Eddie or to try and explain himself through the door. He didn't want to wake Christopher that was for sure. He changes into his sleep pants and tosses his shirt into the hamper before sitting on the edge of the bed to wait for Eddie. He wasn't going to just ignore what he'd asked. He was caught off guard when he had expected to have to argue his point but instead, he ended up with the omega in his lap and eager lips on his. And it escalates from there.

“This weekend,” Eddie says.

“What?” Buck asks, his brain still recovering from the omega pretty much jumping his bones. Not that he had any complaints. A pregnant omega could be almost as insatiable as one in heat. The only difference is that it wasn't out of a drive for procreation. It was out of a want to connect with their partner, their mate, to strengthen a bond.

“Chris has a birthday sleepover for a classmate,” the omega explains. “Unless you changed your mind...”

And the alpha realizes that Eddie was answering his question from earlier. Buck wraps his arms around Eddie and pulls him close. He nudges the omega with his nose. And kisses his temple.

“I’ve been wanting to make you my mate since I met you,” Buck assures him.

“You hated me, when you met me,” Eddie huffs.

“Because you were fucking built and you fit so well on the team it was overwhelming. I mean, I thought you were an alpha and that was confusing as hell. I'd never been into that.”

Eddie laughs. “Good thing I wasn't one.”

“I'd have been all for whatever you were,” the alpha admits and that warms something deep in the omega. “You’re it for me.”

And that brings tears to Eddie's eyes. He almost told Buck to just bite him now if Buck wanted.

“Buck,” he starts, his emotions flooding his voice. “Alpha.” He props himself up so he can actually see Buck. “I want nothing more than to be mated to such a beautiful and loving alpha. You are my alpha. My-” his voice fails so he makes his point by moving the alpha’s hand to his stomach. The alpha catches on as he rubs the omega's warm skin.

“This weekend,” Buck agrees before pulling the omega in for a kiss.

The next few days seem to drag on. Christopher even got annoyed at how antsy the pair were. But every time he pointed it out, they told him they were just excited to have a full weekend off. Christopher didn't really dig deeper. He had plans of his own that he needed their help with. Eddie had taken him to pick a gift for his friend. Buck had happily helped him wrap it. And Buck had been asked to be the one to drive him. And despite the omega internally pouting because his boy didn't pick him. He loved how much Christopher loved his Buck. Buck was his favorite person more often than not. And Buck adored Christopher. The alpha treated the boy as his own. The omega hoped that never changed. Knowing Buck, it wouldn't. He had more than enough heart to share. Buck would be there for Christopher until Christopher decided otherwise. And the omega doubted that would ever happen. Christopher was more than happy to have another dad, though Buck had been his favorite almost immediately after meeting him. Eddie would love for the two to never change. But things were already changing, in a good way. He just hoped Christopher would be happy that they would be even closer as a family soon.

Eddie was eagerly waiting for Buck. The omega had triple-checked that Christopher had everything he could possibly need for the night. The young teen didn't put up much of a fight when his omega dad insisted on a hug before he left.

The scent that hit Buck as he made his way into the home was nearly intoxicating. The alpha had never felt happier to be home. Buck pulls Eddie to him as soon as the front door is closed and locked. No one would be bothering them for the next 12 hours or so. Buck had let his sister know what was up, which meant Chimney knew, and if he knew, so did Hen. Which meant Athena knew. Buck knew Athena knew. He didn't even have to tell her when he'd dropped by to bring some paperwork to Bobby. With a knowing look and wink, she'd told Buck to have a nice night and they'd see him at family dinner on Sunday. So they doubted either of them would hear from Bobby either. Everyone was just happy their oblivious idiots were finally getting it over with. They all knew this was coming, and even had a betting pool. The betting pool was taken by Hen who had been the only one to figure it was a pup that tipped the scales.

But any annoyance they had at their friend's betting on their love life was forgotten when Eddie melted into Buck's embrace.

“You ready? You sure-” the alpha starts to ask if Eddie is sure this is what he wants. His words dissolve into an amused laugh when Eddie shoves the alpha against the wall.

“Don't ask stupid questions,” the male omega insists. “Have been since you put the idea out there last week. Now, shut up and-” His words fail him this time as Buck changes their position. The omega now pinned to the wall. The alpha playful nips at the omega's bottom lip which falls open with a moan as he grinds against him. But the alpha isn't going to let this continue in the hall, not like this. This was Eddie, his pregnant mate, almost. He deserved better.

“Then what are we waiting for?” Buck grinned. That earned him an annoyed grunt and slight shovstir-crazy omega. The alpha couldn't help but laugh again before pulling the omega along with him down the hall to their bedroom.

The alpha slowly kissed along the omega's jaw. The hyper-aware omega wants to be annoyed at his partner’s slow teasing, but again, his body betrays him as a shiver runs through him. A moan falls from his lips as the alpha moves along his neck. So near the alpha's destination. A whine escapes Eddie as the alpha pulls away to get a good look at his omega.

“Tease,” Eddie glares, but the action was half-hearted and Buck could tell. Eddie was well on his way to wrecked and they had barely started.

“Couldn't resist, you always look so-”

The alpha is cut off by a growl from the male omega. Eddie grinds back against him.

Buck lets out a breathless chuckle but leans back in. “Since you asked so nicely,” the alpha says before kissing his neck. With no further preamble, the alpha sinks his teeth into the omega’s skin. Claiming the omega as his mate.

Eddie nearly blacks out the overwhelming feeling of a bond forming is almost too much for the hypersensitive omega. But it felt wonderful. He felt breathless and lightheaded.

“You still with me?” Buck asks.

“Mmhmm,” Eddie nods as his brain seems to catch up with everything he feels.

“You sure?” Gentle hands shift them until Buck can get a good look at Eddie's face. The alpha’s worry eases when a callused hand grips the side of his neck.

“I'm good,” the omega smiles. Before Buck can question further Eddie pulls him into a kiss. It's unlike any kiss they'd had. They get lost in relearning each other in the warmth of a bond. Bonded mates.

They try not to let their bond interfere as they work. Shared shifts haven't changed much other than having the constant awareness the other one is near without even having to look. It's reassuring, especially for Eddie. It helps quell the uneasy feeling of watching his mate run headlong into danger without the omega there to have his back. Assurance that he would know if something happened, even from the outside.

Separate shifts had the same assurance but with an added longing for their mate being too far away. The pregnancy hormones didn't help but Eddie would endure it. Buck shouldn’t have been surprised how even he felt it. Then again, Buck always missed Eddie when he wasn’t around. It’s part of why he had worked so hard to get back after every injury and setback. It felt like they had something to prove again. Only this time it wasn’t an injury. It was more than that. They had to prove they could manage being a bonded pair and still do their jobs. On the same shift or not.

Eddie complains when he has to have his uniform replaced because his usual set no longer fits. Everyone keeps telling him it’s only the start, but it’ll be worth it. Buck is helpful at times like that. Eager to remind his mate how much the alpha likes his new look.

The sonogram on the fridge gets updated every few weeks. Things went well until Eddie was about 24 weeks along. They get called out to a car accident. And the omega gets an uneasy feeling about it. At first, he thinks it's probably because it reminds him of Shannon. But lots of things still make him think of Shannon, especially when he looks at Christopher. Or checks in with his former in-laws. But he just had a bad feeling. Buck must feel it through the bond because the alpha is on edge. It has Buck being extra vigilant. But no amount of vigilance could prevent what happened from happening. A driver that had either been frustrated by the delay caused by the accident or had been too distracted to even notice it clipped the front of the ambulance. Thankfully no one was in the rig but the collision ended up connecting with the stretcher that the pair of paramedics had been waiting with. Hen and Eddie scrambled to get out of the way, and both did for the most part. Bobby was immediately calling for backup and PD assistance to help re-secure the scene. Buck and Chimney rushed over to check on them.

“Eddie!” The alpha drops down to his knees next to where his mate had ended up. The alpha wants to touch but he has no idea where. The last thing he wants to do is make anything worse. So he asks, “Look at me.” Eddie's eyes meet his. “What hurts?”

The omega would normally brush it off and tell the other man to do his job. But they were right on the edge of that 24-week viability mark. And that had Eddie trying to figure out what exactly he might have injured. A lot of his body was often sore from pregnancy as is. His shoulder hurts. That was probably from taking the brunt of the fall. The shoulder having more recently taken a bullet didn't help but that was pain he could live with if needed to. “Shoulder doesn't feel great,” he states. Buck shifts to let him lean against him instead of the omega’s shaking arms, bracing his back as best he can without aggravating the shoulder.

“Anything else?” The alpha asks.

“I don't think so, but that might just be adrenaline,” he says honestly.

“Think you can get up?” Buck asks.

Eddie realizes that he is sort of in the middle of the road which is definitely not a good place to be with what just happened. “Yeah, probably a good call.” He doesn't bother trying to hide the pain in his shoulder as the alpha helps him up. Buck would feel it through the bond even if he did. So why waste the effort?

By then the other crews were starting to arrive. Both cars' occupants are now managed by other crews and PD. And their ambulance is set to be towed. The team loaded into the truck and headed to the hospital. Bobby wasn't taking any chances and no one argued. Eddie's good shoulder leans against Buck in the truck. The ache in his shoulder grew with each bump in the road. He tries to focus on anything but the pain. But one bump has him gasping and tears in his eyes. He hadn't felt the pup move since everything went to shit. But the little one must have not been a fan of Chim’s driving because the unborn pup was moving now.

“What’s wrong?” Buck asks. The alpha's hands move to try and help but Eddie takes his mate's hand and places it over the spot where he is pretty sure a tiny foot keeps kicking. The alpha is quick to pull off his gloves and has tears in his own eyes. It was a good sign the pup was okay. He doesn't move his hand the rest of the ride. A feeling of relief floods the bond enough to nearly choke the omega, but he gets it. That's why he reacted the way he did. It meant he hadn't lost their pup.

The ER doctor confirmed that apart from some nasty bruising along Eddie's arm and shoulder both he and the pup seemed fine. It would be a painful couple of weeks while he healed without any painkillers stronger than a couple of Tylenol. But he'd manage, considering he was told in no uncertain terms by Bobby that he didn't want to see him at work for at least 2 weeks. And insisted Buck take a few days just in case. Eddie had tried to argue that it left them too short staffed but Bobby had just pointed out that the rig was out of commission, so a few days wouldn't hurt.

Buck was hyper-vigilant once they got home. Eddie waved him off insisting he could manage getting to the room on his own. Leaving the alpha to explain why they were home early to Carla, and more importantly, Christopher. Which meant as soon as Christopher knew he was off down the hall after his dad. Carla had demanded more details and stole the after-visit instructions. Buck hadn't argued. After Carla added a few notes, on looking after not just any injured pregnant omega, but this particularly stubborn one, she told the alpha to call if he needed to and headed out.

The alpha feels some of the anxiety and finally heads to check on the pair.

“I promise it's okay, bud,” he hears his mate say. “It's bruised, but not broken. We’re okay.”

The alpha wasn't sure what the younger Diaz replied because the sound of the bedroom TV drowns it out. Guess that meant neither would be leaving there for a while. And that was perfectly fine with Buck. His two favorite people, technically three, in one spot. Safe and sound. Buck would make sure of it.

The alpha smiled as he looked through the open door. His inner alpha finally relaxed knowing his pack was okay. Eddie had managed to settle in his favorite spot in his pillowed nest. Christopher nestled in on his good side, now watching some cartoon, unbothered by the fact his omega father had scented him. Buck would have to be the one to extricate everyone, but the alpha didn't mind. If that is where his mate wanted to be, that was fine with him.

“You just going to stand there or what?” Eddie asks.

“You two look cozy,” Buck says as he nears them.

“I didn't even know we had this many pillows,” Christopher says. Eddie tries hard not to laugh and mostly succeeds. He manages to not jostle his arm too much in the process.

“We do have a lot,” the alpha grins.

“Are you mocking my nest? That's not very nice,” Eddie gives an exaggerated pout. “It's a normal omega thing. It-”

“It's very, you,” Buck says as he carefully makes his way in, trying not to aggravate his mate’s injuries. He ignores the eye roll from his omega at being treated so gingerly. But no one complained.

“It's a good nest,” Christopher assures his dad.

Eddie settles back against a pillow that had moved in with Buck. It may have been Buck’s for a long time but the alpha didn't mind losing his favorite pillow if his mate was happy. They settled in watching some random show Christopher had found. The soft and warm nest has the injured and exhausted omega asleep before the episode's credits.

Eddie found it amusing that between Buck and Christopher, the omega was pretty much on bed rest for over a week. It was enough to drive the usually active dad stir-crazy. The first few days had been fine. He was tired and sore. He didn't want to move. He just wanted to sleep. His mate had made sure he was as comfortable as an injured and pregnant omega could be. Christopher had volunteered for his fair share of cuddles. To which the omega was grateful for.

Carla was there when Buck had to go back to work. As much as he hated shifts when Eddie wasn't there, it was going to happen.

They are a bit more cautious as the days tick by. One quiet day off a few weeks later Eddie is relaxing on the couch while Christopher watches TV. The omega smiles when he feels a now familiar, but still amazingly reassuring, feeling of the pup moving around. He gets an idea.

“Chris, come here,” Eddie says with a grin.

Christopher eyes his dad skeptically but the boy can tell his dad seems happy.

“What?” Christopher asks with amusement.

“Give me your hand,” the omega says.

“You're weird,” Christopher says but does as his dad asks. Buck, hearing the odd conversation and the TV no longer playing, becomes curious. The alpha made his way to the living room where the two had been while he made lunch. The comfort and love flowing through the bond is unbelievably comforting. Pairing that feeling with the sight before him is nearly overwhelming in the best way possible. 

Eddie grins as he guides his son’s hand to his stomach. And both Eddie and Buck can tell the moment Christopher feels it. All the weirdness from doing what his dad asked vanished. His eyes go wide in awe. 

“Feel that?” Eddie asks.

“Yeah,” Christopher says. 

“You know what that is, right?” Buck asks as he joins them. Eddie chuckles at the eye roll from the young teen.

“It's the pup,” Christopher says.

“Crazy, right?” Buck says, ignoring the sassy nature of Christopher's actions. “That's your little brother or sister.”

Eddie hadn't taken his eyes off his son. It was sweet how even after the omega let go of Christopher's hand the boy hadn't moved much. He was still tucked beside his dad on the couch, his hand getting kicked by his unborn sibling. 

“That's good, right?” Christopher asks. 

“Yeah, means the little pup is moving which means they are healthy,” Eddie assures him.

“Probably happy too,” the alpha adds.

“That's good,” Christopher says as he finally pulls back and settles in beside his dad. And Eddie feels like he could cry with how happy he is. Christopher wasn't the most cuddly now that he was getting older. Eddie wonders if it's because he's learned in school about the secondary genders. He knew his dad was an omega. And omegas tend to be more tactile. It also might be that Christopher has always been a sweet boy, especially when it came to his dad, even Buck. Either way, Eddie is proud of his son. He was going to be a good big brother. He already was so gentle with his little cousins, especially Jee-Yun. Eddie couldn't wait to see Christopher with his little sibling.

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so glad to see your writing pop up on my feed again! Do you have any ted lasso fics in the works? I’ve missed you!

I do. Still have that Bubble one I have to finish and a number of requests that need to be gone over again and finished.

It wont be all 911 hopefully in the next week.

It's just been extremely chaotic at home. The US healthcare system is not easy to navigate when no one in a home has a full time job. But I found another contract gig. I just have to balance my time better than I did last time. Having my husband home helps. It means I don't have to worry about the dogs. So I think I can say that things are finally improving.

And I've finally gotten updates on how his injured first responder friend is doing. Oddly enough he is Austin, Texas right now for more advanced treatment. It has been a wild ride.

I think I'll be able to tackle a "No Weddings and a Funeral" episode prompt I haven't been able to finish because of my mental state wasn't in the right place for an episode like that (my dad's health wasn't great for a bit) but things are looking up.

Stay tuned.

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Love your omega eddie diaz story!

There is more. I promise. It got buried in drafts.

I am getting back to it today.

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Yeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!! This latest episode was EVERYTHING! BISEXUAL BUCKLEY IS CANON!!!

And there is so much to work with.

Like...

“Where's Eddie?” Ravi asks as the team gathers in the loft at the start of the shift. “Thought he was on today?” “He let me know yesterday that Morris from C shift was tagging in,” Bobby tells them. And that stops Buck in his tracks. Sure, he hadn't gotten back to Eddie, but that was because he needed to sort himself out. “What?” “He said something came up, swapped shifts,” Bobby states. “He not tell you?” The captain was surprised when Buck shook his head. The two were usually on the same page if not of the same mind. “Well, he said he'd have it figured out soon so we shouldn't worry about it.” “But he sounded okay?” Bobby shrugged. “You know how it is. Hard to tell I'm a text, but he said he and Christopher were fine. Just something came up.” “Well, too bad for him. That shift lives off cold cuts and leftovers,” Chimney says. Buck tunes out most of the following conversation.

But think of the Diaz potential!!!!

“I know, I know,” Eddie admits. He thinks to himself that it was worth it when he looks up from where he sits behind the wheel to see Buck wave at them from the porch. “Does this mean Buck is finally going to move in?” Christopher asks as they get on the road. “You'd have to ask him, bud,” Eddie says. “But I hope so.” “Took you long enough,” Christopher says. And Eddie looks at his son in the rearview mirror. As he does Christopher nods. “It makes more sense when he stays.” “It really does,” Eddie smiles as he looks back at the road.

#have a buddie story teaser

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Be still my Buddie heart but...

Have a snippet...

After the date (and Eddie drop in)

“No, I mean, yeah, I guess, I-” Buck groans because how was this so frustrating. He used to be so good at this. Sure, that wasn't exactly him being his true self, but this was going so wrong. “I’m used to having Eddie around but…that's not right. He- Tommy silences him with a kiss. “You don't need to keep fighting your best friend over me,” Tommy says with a grin. “It's no competition, Evan. I assure you, you have my attention.” Buck sighs with relief. Clearly all his awkwardness hadn't chased Tommy off. “That's good, because he's like stupid competitive,” Buck chuckles. Tommy can't help but smile because Evan Buckley was something else. Adorable. He was absolutely adorable, and Tommy still can't believe Evan was with him. “How about this,” Tommy says. “We put this down to an odd first date, and we try again in the morning.” “Morning?” Buck asks. Tommy kisses him again, only taking his time with it. And he knows he has the blonde’s focus when Buck's lips chase after his own. “Yeah, the morning. You know, Breakfast.” “Sure, yeah, that works.”

Don't worry, buddie is still my pick.

#spoilers #911 on abc spoilers #911 on abc

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Okay wow...

What do we do with that now...

Might end up a computer day.

Requests?

Ideas?

Bi Buck is best Buck.

What do you guys want to see?!?!

#911 spoilers #911 on abc spoilers

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One More Diaz (911 Buddie A/B/Ω AU WIP) Part 1

Author's Note: This WIP I started in January has grown into a monster! I had to break it up for editing purposes and posting. So this is part 1. Part 2 has a bit of work still that needs to be done, but I promised to get more of it posted and it has both preview parts in it, so I just decided to post it as a large chunk.

Tag Requests and Prompts are open.

Content warning: Male Alpha/ Male Omega pairing, mpreg, angst, vomiting, morning sickness.

Alpha Buck/Omega Eddie

Word Count: 4k+ (would be longer but posts have character limits I never realized)

Part 2

Eddie is panicking. His life was just getting back on track. He was finally back in a good place. He had his job. His relationship with his parents was okay. Christopher was thriving. And after nearly having to sit there and do nothing after Buck was struck by lightning. Eddie had finally made a move on the alpha. They had been together ever since. 

The emotional aftermath of that had led to a mind-blowing three day heat for the omega. Eddie had thought they had taken the necessary precautions. But precautions sometimes fail. They failed spectacularly based on the three tests that sat on the bathroom counter. Eddie had been feeling increasingly run down and nauseous. He had hoped it was something he'd caught on a call or maybe at Christopher’s school. But nope. The only thing he caught was himself on his alpha dick while heat sick and cock stupid. And damn was he stupid. He and Buck hadn't been together all that long. They had barely discussed how to handle work and a relationship. And Christopher. What would Christopher think? Eddie shook his head and shoved all the tests to the back of a drawer. He couldn't lose it now. He didn't have time to cry. He had a shift to get ready for. 

The omega gets butterflies as he walks into the firehouse and is met with the gorgeous blue eyes and thousand watt smile of his alpha. The father of his unborn pup. And that thought has Eddie's stomach twist and bile rising in his throat. He fights it back but it must show on his face because Buck’s smile is gone. The worried alpha now headed towards the locker room, knowing that was Eddie's first stop. 

The omega tries to focus on changing into his uniform as he opens his locker. He was begging his body not to betray him. Just give him a day or two so he can figure out how to tell Buck. They weren't even bonded. Did Buck even want a-

“Hey,” Buck's voice cuts through the omega's uneasy thoughts and grounds him. The alpha always had that effect on him. Everything seemed so much more bearable when Buck was around. “Take a breath,” the alpha says. Eddie realizes that he hadn't just been stuck in his head. He had been visibly tense and just standing there, hadn't even put his uniform shirt on yet. It was clenched in his balled fist. He feels Buck’s fingers carefully remove the shirt from his hand. “Breathe, Eddie.” Eddie takes a shuddering breath. And then another, until he has cleared his mind enough that the tension in his shoulders leaves. “That's good,” the alpha says with a grin. The grin only grows as the omega doesn't fight or argue as the alpha carefully dresses him. “You good?” Buck asks once Eddie is mostly dressed. And the omega seems mostly snapped out of it. 

Eddie opens his mouth to tell the alpha that he is fine now, that he appreciated his help, but right then Ravi approached them. Ravi must have been helping Bobby make breakfast for the crew because it clings to the younger man’s form and has the omega bolting for the nearest trash can. Setting off a series of events Eddie had desperately been avoiding. 

That was how Eddie found himself sitting in Bobby's office. Door closed so it was just him and the captain, much to Buck's dismay. 

Hen had swooped in, pulled medical rank, and kicked everyone else out of the locker room. She knew. Of course she knew. Hen always knew. But Eddie had been unbelievably grateful for that. She had offered to cover for him, but she told him it wouldn't take long for everyone to figure it out. Eddie might be good at hiding a lot of things, emotions, bruises, illegal activities, not that he does any of those any more. No. But this was something he wouldn't be able to hide long. His body was already making it known. Even his scent had started to change. 

“The longer you wait, the worse it will be, those sad blue eyes were your weakness before you were carrying his kid. You're in for it now,” she had told him. And the omega knew she was right. Just a glimpse of the worry in those blue eyes he so often got lost in when he'd looked back at him before the female beta kicked everyone out made his heart hurt. He was terrible at keeping things from Buck, even before they were together. 

The omega remembers where he is when Bobby sits down behind his desk with a sigh.

“How long have you known?” The captain asks. 

“Took three tests this morning,” Eddie admits. “But it'd been putting it off for a few days, but kind of obvious now.” The omega lets out a nervous laugh. He hadn't planned on telling anyone anything yet. “Haven't even called the doctor’s office yet.”

“You should get on that,” Bobby states. And Eddie could appreciate the fact his boss wasn't using his alpha or his captain tone. It was just a suggestion but Eddie was already planning on it. So he nods. 

“I know,” the omega sighs. He can tell his boss has a million questions but isn't sure what to say. “Yes, it's Buck’s. Yes, I'm going to tell him. No, I don't plan on doing anything stupid.”

That earns an amused chuckle from the alpha. “I figured,” Bobby says. “But you know what this means right?”

“Medic duty or desk duty?” Eddie asks. 

“You’re with Hen on the rig for now,” the captain states. “No fires, no dangerous rescues, no hero stuff.”

“That's always more of Buck's thing,” Eddie smiles. Earning another laugh from the captain. 

“You both live for the daring rescues, but-”

“Oh believe me, my boots are staying on the ground for a good long while. Just the idea of that stupid ladder makes my stomach twist.” The omega wasn't lying. The sway of the ladder even with the stabilizers out would probably have him losing his lunch at this rate. Hell, he'd probably lose it just watching Buck up there, especially after what had happened. 

“Just try not to push yourself too much, the first few months are always the worst for it.”

“Oh believe me, I know,” the omega sighs. 

Buck was waiting for him outside Bobby’s office. The captain just shook his head and grinned. Heading off to make something that the omega could hopefully keep down for breakfast. 

“Are you okay?” Buck asks. And his concern is written all over his face. The omega nods as he glances around. 

“There's something I need to tell you,” Eddie says before leading somewhere more private. The silent conference room.

The silence must be gnawing at the alpha because as soon as the door to the conference room shuts he asks. “What's going on, Eddie? You're not like…”

The omega holds his breath as he lets the alpha find whatever word he is searching for. 

“Sick, right? Like sick, sick. You'd have told me right? Because-”

And Eddie thinks it's adorable how Buck rambles when he's nervous. But Eddie might as well just rip the bandaid off on this one. Half the team already knew. 

“I'm pregnant,” he tells him. The blunt nature of the statement has the normally animated alpha stilling. It's painfully quiet for a beat.

“You’re…You are…we-”

“Yes, we,” Eddie gestures between himself and the alpha. “You're the only one I've been with since-”

“Since Ana,” Buck says, cringing slightly at the memory of the omega he has been in love with longer than he'd been willing to admit was with someone else. “Right, yeah, okay. So…”

“So it's yours,” Eddie clarifies.

“Mine,” the alpha repeats. And the omega gets nervous as it gets quiet again. The only noise is the sound of Eddie's fingers tapping on the table he stands beside. 

“You don't have to-” Eddie starts but is cut off by the alpha's lips crashing against his.

“So you're not upset?”

“Upset?” The alpha laughs. “Eddie, you just told me we are going to have a kid. This is amazing. I was worried you were like dying or something. Freaked me out. The idea of losing you-” 

It's Eddie's turn to silence his alpha. He can't help it.

“I love you,” Eddie says and he is glad he did because Buck looks even happier, if that was even possible with how excited he had seemed before. The alpha is hauling him into a kiss again.

“Love you too,” Buck says against Eddie's lips. And Eddie tries to push the alpha away because he had only rinsed his mouth out after the nausea got the best of him, but Buck didn't care. Not in the slightest. He’d do a lot more than kiss the omega if he could get away with it. He wanted to show his omega how happy he had made him. How happy his inner alpha was at the idea of Eddie carrying his pup. His imagination already took the idea and ran with it and it had a growl rumbling through his chest. And the shiver that runs through the omega has the alpha pinning him to the table. Their make out session is cut short by a knock on the door before it opens. An amused Hen leans on the door frame. 

“All right, lovebirds,” she says with a grin. “Cap says food is ready.” Eddie groans. “The vent fans are on and Ravi changed his shirt, with much complaining, so you should be fine. Also, next time, close the damn blinds.”

“Thanks, Hen,” Eddie says.

“Mmhmm,” she says with a wave as she leaves. 

Buck has not moved. Eddie sighs. 

“Buck…” he starts. The alpha kisses him one last time before he pulls away and stands up. 

“You need to eat,” Buck states. He holds his hand out to the omega and hauls him up. 

“Hopefully, I can keep it down,” Eddie grumbles.

“We’ll find you something,” Buck squeezes his hand as they head to the loft. 

They tell the team during breakfast since everyone had questions as to why Eddie was being taken off rescues. Everyone was excited for them. 

Buck insists on going home with Eddie. And the omega didn't mind. But it ended up Buck following him home. And it's oddly comforting and sweet to look through his rearview mirror to see his alpha. And it has warmth spreading through his chest. 

Christopher is thrilled as he always is when Buck follows Eddie in. Carla gives Eddie a knowing look. He follows her into the kitchen. 

“You tell him?” She asks Eddie when it is clear Christopher has Buck’s attention in the living room. 

“Yeah,” Eddie admits. She had been trying to get him to test since the first time she had picked Christopher up from school and the boy complained he was nearly late that day because Eddie overslept and seemed sick. The female omega had tried to gently nudge the anxious man to confirm what she already knew. 

“So it went well?” She asks. Before Eddie could answer Buck was planting a kiss on Eddie's cheek as he moved past him to grab Christopher a drink from the fridge. And just as fast as he came in, he leaves. 

“Told you he'd be all in,” she grins. 

“I know,” Eddie sighs. “We’re going to tell Christopher.” 

“He’s going to be so happy.”

“I hope so,” the nervous omega says. 

“He will,” Carla assures him. “Right, well since you're both here, I'm going to head out.”

Eddie looks over at his stove and he doesn't have it in him to cook. He leans heavily against the counter as he tries to figure out what to do. He must have taken too long in the kitchen after Carla left because Buck came looking for him.

“You okay?” the alpha asks as he makes his way over to his omega. 

“Yeah,” The omega nods and answers. “Just tired.”

Buck runs his hands up and down his omega's arms to soothe him. “Too tired to stick to the plan or…” The alpha smiles when Eddie leans against him. 

“Nah, he deserves to know,” Eddie says. 

“Why don't you go relax, I’ll order something to eat.” Buck says, he gives into his inner alpha and kisses the omega's temple. Earning a contented hum from Eddie. The tired omega shifts and buries his face in the alpha’s shoulder. 

“Dad?” Christopher calls. 

Eddie looks up quickly to see his son in the doorway. 

“Hey bud,” Eddie says. “What's up?” His son seems to eye him skeptical. It was silent for a moment. 

“Hey superman,” Buck says. “How's pizza sound?”

Christopher nods, “Unless dad’s not feeling-”

“I'm okay, bud,” Eddie is quick to assure him. “And pizza’s fine with me.”

“Are you sure?” Christopher still sounds unconvinced.

“Want to just do it now?” Buck whispers to Eddie. It sends an involuntary shiver through the omega. “Will probably make him worry less if he knows what's going on,” the alpha adds.

Eddie nods. He takes a deep breath. The fact that his senses are filled with the alpha's scent calms his nerves just a bit. Buck was there no matter how this went. They’d figure it out as a family, a pack. He turns towards Christopher. 

“There's something important we need to talk to you about, Christopher,” Eddie starts.

“If it's that you're dating, I kind of know that already,” Christopher says. 

That gets a huff of a laugh from the alpha. “That tracks.”

Eddie grins. “I know, Carla told me you figured that out already.”

“So, what is it?”

Eddie looks back at Buck and honestly, the alpha looks so excited he might lose it. “You tell him.” And the smile that takes over the alpha's face makes the hormonal omega's heart soar. 

“You're going to be a big brother, bud,” Buck tells Christopher. And the omega holds his breath as Christopher processes that information, looking between Buck and Eddie. 

“You're having a pup?” Christopher looks over at his dad. 

Eddie nods, “Is that okay?” 

Christopher huffs. “That's a stupid question.” But the smile on his face betrays him. “It's better than okay, it's awesome.” Buck laughs. 

Eddie sighs. 

“Had us going there for a second, kid,” Buck grins. He ruffles Christopher's hair. “Now go watch TV while I order food.”

“Okay, Buck,” Christopher says. 

“Well, that was…” Buck chuckles as he goes over and pulls Eddie against him. The way the omega stays against him like a puppet that had its strings cut makes him think that maybe the kid had his own suspicions and was teasing them a bit. “That kid is too smart for his own good.”

“Or ours,” Eddie mumbles as he buries his face in Buck's neck again. 

“True, but he's going to be an amazing big brother,” the alpha assures.

“Yeah, he will,” the omega can't help but picture it. A little pack all their own. Buck, Eddie, Christopher and a tiny little pup. It’s the first time he's really let himself believe it. And it brings tears of joy to his eyes. Tears that the alpha must feel because he is pulling back just enough to look at the omega. The smile and sweet scent of his happy partner is enough to remove any worry the alpha had in the moment. 

“Go relax,” the alpha insists. “I’ll be right there.”

After Dinner Eddie falls asleep watching a movie with Christopher. Buck takes the opportunity to check his phone. There are a handful of messages from Chimney begging him to tell Maddie because if he doesn't Chim might. And the alpha chuckles to himself. He tells Chim to relax. He’s meeting her for breakfast in the morning. 

Buck smiles as he greets his sister with a hug.

“You look happy,” the female beta grins as they sit down. 

“I am,” Buck tells her. 

“How's Eddie and Christopher?” 

“Christopher is good, just dropped him at school.”

“And your omega?” She teases. 

“He's probably still in bed,” Buck says. She gives him an amused look. “Morning sickness will do that.” 

“Evan…are you telling me,” Maddie rushes to ask. “You're having a pup? Evan Buckley! How am I just learning about this?”

“I just found out yesterday, the team did too because Eddie is having a hard time keeping anything down.”

“First few months can be rough,” she says. “But I'm sure you're already all over that.” 

“Yeah, Bobby's been a big help. Moved Eddie to the rig with Hen. Working on helping him figure out what he can eat.”

“I'm so excited for you guys.” The beta female smile and scent exudes comfort and familiarity that brings so much joy to the alpha.

“I'm just shocked Chim didn't spoil the surprise,” Buck chuckles to avoid the overwhelming onset of emotions. His life had gotten so.much better in a single day. And his sister seemed so proud of him. He loved them all so much. His pack. 

“It does explain why he avoided talking about you or Eddie. I thought maybe a ring, not a pup, but I'm excited now. Evan, you are going to be an amazing dad. You already are really. Christopher adores you.”

“Well, he's the best so that's easy,” Buck nods, but he had one question he was unsure about. “How do you think mom and dad will react?” the alpha asks.

“They’ll be happy if your guys are happy. They already love Christopher.”

“You think?”

“I know.” 

“We know, mijo,” Isabel Diaz says with a grin after he tells them the news. Tia Pepa laughs at the shocked look on the omega’s face.

“You’re not very subtle, Edmundo,” his aunt states. “You might want to call your mother before one of your cousins does.” His abuela quickly agrees. “Or one of your boys lets it slip.” 

Eddie’s parents were happy for him when he told them. They promise to visit soon. 

Over the next few weeks Buck manages to make arrangements for his apartment. His landlord agrees to let him out of the lease, it was a fight at first but the alpha agrees to pay the early termination fee with little argument. Eddie thought they could have done better but Buck just wanted it done. The team and Maddie had helped him move what he needed. Eddie complains the whole time since Buck won't let him do anything but supervise. The omega ends up making sure everything is sorted and labeled probably.

Buck moving in was almost too easy. He didn't need to keep much. He didn't have a whole lot he cared about. Most of his furniture had been picked by his ex. His sentimental items would easily find a home at Eddie's or stored away for use when they needed a bigger home. An inevitability that would probably happen sooner, rather than later. 

Buck had practically lived at Eddie's long before he moved in. He spent most of his free time there even before the pair got together. So Buck had long been familiar with the Diaz family routines. He knew where everything was and the trio were shockingly good at navigating the space without frustration. The opposite really. It made Eddie unbelievably happy. The omega’s heart soared at how easily at home his alpha was in his space. How Christopher had helped find homes for the Alpha's belongings among the cupboards, shelves and drawers throughout the house. At one point during the process Buck had pulled Eddie into his arms and the omega nearly cried at how right everything felt. It was like things made more sense the way they were now that Buck's photos were added to the tables and walls. 

Buck can't believe how right it feels every time he walks in the door to what is now their home. Going home to his omega and son always had a smile forming on the alpha's face and a warm feeling in his chest. He had always believed that the most important thing he could feel as an alpha was pride. That is what his dad and his coaches always said. Pride felt good. It might be important to most alphas, but it was nothing compared to what Buck felt now. Days like this made him feel bad for those pride focused alphas. Because nothing hit Buck harder or made him feel more alive than coming home to his pack, his family. He felt so much love the alpha thinks that life can't get better. He thinks that, but every time he finds out he is wrong in the best way possible. 

It was early and the house was quiet. It had been a long shift and it was worse when they worked different shifts. He had worked at the station before Eddie had joined the team, but it was different now. The two of them were partners. Partners in anything and everything even before they got together. Not having Eddie there was like someone had taken away half of what made him good at his job. The omega would argue Buck was always good at his job. He didn't need Eddie for that. But Buck was always better when Eddie was there. Bobby had reminded him he'd have to get used to it. Eddie could take up to a year off. Even if he knew it was for the best, Buck knew he wouldn't like it. Buck’s thoughts circle back to what started his mind on this track when after checking in on a sleeping Christopher he makes his way to the room he and Eddie share. And Buck has never felt anything like the sheer amount of love he feels when he sees Eddie. Eddie looks adorable, something Eddie will never admit he is, bundled in what is basically a nest of blankets and Buck’s clothes. He knew it was a thing omegas did, especially pregnant ones, but seeing it when it's your omega? It's beautiful. The alpha moves as silently as possible. Eddie was a light sleeper usually, and sometimes just the change of having Buck's fresh scent in the air was enough to wake him on bad nights when he came in. But the omega must be exhausted, or maybe just really comfy, to sleep this deep. Buck was glad he had showered at the station before he left. He quickly gets ready and carefully moves to join his omega. Which the alpha isn't surprised finally wakes his sleeping partner. 

“Just me,” Buck assures him and the effect is instantaneous. Eddie just hums as what little tension the disturbance caused vanishes. The omega reaches out to pull the alpha towards him. Buck chuckles at the way Eddie scents him once Buck is nestled in. The barely awake omega burying his face in his lover’s neck before quickly falling back asleep. Buck has no complaints. Eddie is tucked tight against him and they would stay that way for a few more hours. Then, begrudgingly, the alpha would have to let go so Eddie could get Christopher ready for school. At least Buck would know Eddie had a partial good night's rest. 

When Buck got up it was late morning. Christopher was already at school.

“Morning,” Eddie said when Buck walked into the kitchen. “How'd the shift go?” Eddie silently waited and watched with amusement as Buck shrugged and got a cup of coffee. “One of those mornings, huh?” Eddie grinned. 

He was answered by the alpha draining half the hot drink and then making his way over to where Eddie was leaned against the counter. The alpha buried his face in the omega neck. 

“That bad?” Eddie chuckles. The omega's fingers card through the taller man’s hair. 

“Shifts are too long,” Buck says, half mumbled in Eddie's shoulder and neck. Eddie smiles and nods. He gets that. Sometimes a shift could drag on even if it had plenty of calls to deal with. It was the downtime that got you. 

“Missed you too,” Eddie says. That has the alpha pulling back so he can probably kiss him. “Hungry?” Eddie asks when they pull apart and Buck goes for the rest of his caffeine fix. Eddie laughs at the nod and mumbled “yes, please,” and “starving”, from the alpha. Eddie might not be the best cook but he had made extra pancakes from a mix he and Chris, thanks to Carla, had long ago discovered could be made during his off days. The mix could be made in pancakes and frozen or just save them having to do it every day. Because they couldn't survive off cereal alone. Not when Chris was growing like a weed and Eddie worked a physically intense job. Occasionally, they'd do waffles or something special, but today had been a pancake day. So getting the alpha's ready was easy. 

Buck watched Eddie make the one meal the omega had confidence in making. The alpha could get used to mornings like this.

#tw: vomiting #tw: mpreg #tw: angst #tw: anxiety #alpha omega pairing #buddie fic #alpha buck buckley #omega eddie diaz

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Because @blazinghotfoggynights suggested a scene I just had to incorporate in my WIP I previewed here...

It's placeholder name in my files is literally Buddie Alpha Omega Diaz Pup (this is WIP preview 2)

Buck can't believe how right it feels every time he walks in the door to what is now their home. Going home to his omega and son always had a smile forming on the alpha's face and a warm feeling in chest. He had always believed that the most important thing he could feel as an alpha was pride. That is what his dad and his coaches always said. Pride felt good. It might be important to most alphas, but it was nothing compared to what Buck felt now. Days like this made him feel bad for those pride focused alphas. Because nothing hit Buck harder or made him feel more alive than coming home to his pack, his family. He felt so much love the alpha thinks that life can't get better. He thinks that, but every time he finds out he is wrong. It was early and the house was quiet. It had been a long shift and it was worse when they worked different shifts. He had worked at the station before Eddie had joined the team, but it was different now. The two of them were partners. In anything and everything even before they got together. Not having Eddie there was like someone had taken away half of what made him good at his job. The omega would argue Buck was always good at his job. He didn't need Eddie for that. But Buck was always better when Eddie was there. Bobby had reminded him he'd have to get used to it. Eddie could take up to a year off. Even if he knew it was for the best, Buck knew he wouldn't like it. Buck’s thoughts circle back to what started his mind on this track when after checking in on a sleeping Christopher he makes his way to the room he and Eddie share. And Buck has never felt anything like the sheer amount of love he feels when he sees Eddie. Eddie looks adorable, something Eddie will never admit he is, bundled in what is basically a nest of blankets and Buck’s clothes. He knew it was a thing omegas did, especially pregnant ones, but seeing it when it's your omega. It's beautiful. The alpha moves as silently as possible. Eddie was a light sleeper usually, and sometimes just the change of having Buck's fresh scent in the air was enough to wake him on bad nights when he came in. But the omega must be exhausted, or maybe just really comfy, to sleep this deep. He was glad he had showered at the station before he left. He quickly gets ready and carefully moves to join his omega. Which the alpha isn't surprised finally wakes his sleeping partner. 

“Just me,” Buck assures him and the affect is instantaneous. Eddie just hums as what little tension the disturbance caused vanishes..most of them at least. The omega reaches out to pull the alpha towards him. Buck chuckles at the way Eddie scents him once Buck is nestled in. The barely awake omega burying his face in his lover’s neck before quickly falling back asleep. Buck has no complaints. Eddie is tucked tight against him and they would stay that way for a few more hours. Then, begrudgingly, the alpha would have to let go so Eddie could get Christopher ready for school. At least Buck would know Eddie had a partial good night's rest. 

When Buck got up it was late morning. Christopher was already at school.

“Morning,” Eddie said when Buck walked into the kitchen. “How'd the shift go?” Eddie silently waited and watched with amusement as Buck shrugged and got a cup of coffee. “One of those mornings, huh?” Eddie grinned. 

He was answered by the alpha draining half the hot drink and then making his way over to where Eddie was leaned against the counter. The alpha buried his face in the omega neck. 

“That bad?” Eddie chuckles. The omega's fingers card through the taller man’s hair. 

“Shifts are too long,” Buck says, half mumbled in Eddie's shoulder and neck. Eddie smiles and nods. He gets that. Sometimes a shift could drag on even if it had plenty of calls to deal with. It was the down time that get you. 

“Missed you too,” Eddie says. That has the alpha pulling back so he can probably kiss him. “Hungry?” Eddie asks when they pull apart and Buck goes for the rest of his caffeine fix. Eddie laughs at the nod and mumbled “yes, please,” and “starving”, from the alpha. Eddie might not be the best cook but he had made extra pancakes from a mix he and Chris, thanks to Carla, had long ago discovered could be made during his off days. The mix could be made in pancakes and frozen or just save them having to do it every day. Because they couldn't survive off cereal alone. Not when Chris was growing like a weed and Eddie worked a physically intense job. Occasionally, they'd do waffles or something special, but today had been a pancake day. So getting the alpha's ready was easy. 

Buck watched Eddie make the one meal the omega had confidence in making. 

#buddie wip #alpha buck buckley #omega eddie diaz #he may not admit his is adorable and nesting here but its just a glimpse

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I hope you and your Hubby are feeling better love!

That is sweet of you. Thank you.

My lungs are sore and my brain feels like mush, but I'm still here. Still working on everything. My husband is feeling a bit better I think and somehow the dogs have carried on like nothing changed. But that's probably not surprising. They are just their usual, slightly unhinged, wild, selves. They just do a lot more glaring because no one is sleeping through the nights and the are both senior dogs now and take that personally it seems.

Hopefully I will have something more to post later, but I don't trust myself not to accidently post something meant for my work computer with as fuzzy as my brain is rn. But stay tuned.

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I will do my best guys but it seems after 4 years and numerous vaccines and boosters my luck has run out and I have finally caught covid. I will keep trying but I just wanted to let you all know what the delay is now.

I know I'm normally terrible with consistency in updating but yeah...this was not on my February bingo card.

#non story post #author update

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Sorry I haven't gotten those stories I promised out.

My husband came down with covid again and I have had to do a lot of the stuff he usually does.

I'm still working on them, I'm just running on less sleep and double the stress.

But I'm still working on it all.

#non story post

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WIP Wednesday 2

Ted Lasso (mainly Roy.Jamie) AU

The constant noise from the room above is driving Roy up the wall. He knows he isn't supposed to leave his bubble. Between the fucking mess with his personal life and his professional one. This little annoyance was threatening to break his sanity. But he might genuinely lose his shit if it doesn't stop. He shouldn't be surprised to find it's one of the teams he's there to cover.

“Heads up!” He hears and he reacts on instinct. You can take the man off the pitch but can you really take the pitch out the man? He knocks it with a header, it bounces off the wall and he catches it. He growls as cheers erupt from the group of players.

“He's here, he's there, he's every fucking where,” a few chant. “Roy fucking Kent!”

“Not bad, for a grandad,” a player that Roy easily recognizes as Jamie Tartt says. Fucking Jamie Tartt. He was exactly the type of player that got on Roy's nerves on and off the pitch. Yeah, he was done.

“You fucking pricks know people actually have fucking shit to do and don't want to fucking hear your fucking childish behavior. It a fucking hotel, not the bloody pitch.” Roy growls, as he sends the ball forcefully back at Jamie. Jamie, being Jamie, sends it right back at the irate former midfielder. Roy catches it with a growl again. He was done playing. He had slept like shit because Phoebe had called him saying she missed him and it had killed him that he's stuck so far away because of this stupid job. Why had he agreed to do a fucking job that would require him to be stuck in a fucking hotel for this fucking long. He wasn't even that far from home. It was infuriating being less than an hour from home. So close that he could easily go see his niece, but he wasn't fucking allowed. Stupid fucking quarantine. She was in his fucking bubble as they fucking called it. He was her fucking guardian. He was so fucking annoyed. And this fucking muppet wanted to play games.

“Fucking muppet,” Roy grumbles, but he gets an idea that should get his point across. He pulls the Swiss army knife he'd gotten years ago from a sponsor. He stabs the ball, ignoring shouts of protests from the players, except Jamie who has an amused smirk on his face. “Next time it won't be the fucking ball!” Roy shouts as he heads back to the stairs, letting the ball fall as he goes.

Jamie Tartt chuckles as he picks up the deflated ball from the floor where Roy fucking Kent had let it fall.

“He's here, he's there, he's every fucking where,” Jamie says, his tone filled with amusement. He holds up to the others. “He's Roy fucking Kent.”

“What a fucking prick,” one of the others says.

“Yeah,” Jamie grins. “Bit fucking hot, innit?”

It earns him a few groans and one of his mates shoves his shoulder.

“Fuck off,” the player says.

“You're mental, Tartt,” another says. “Kent’s gonna headbutt you next time.”

“Or make good on that threat,” his mate gestures to the ball.

“Well, wouldn't expect less from Roy fucking Kent.”

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This story took on a wild life of its own.

Went from OTP into OT3 but not like too much.

#wip wednesday #the bubble au #roy kent is carol cobb like #jamie tartt is zaki

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WIP Wednesday 1

911 The Bubble AU teaser...

Eddie hadn't been working at the hotel long but the work was safer than what he used to do and the pay was decent. But the pandemic had really thrown things off. He was stuck here. He talked to his kid everyday but not seeing him was tough. Sure Christopher was well looked after by his family, but it sucked. Essential worker bullshit. Was catering to a bunch of rich movie stars really his life now? He shakes his head and puts on a smile as he deals with them all one by one.

At least they were easy on the eyes. His eyes tended to drift towards one particular actor every time he was in the room. Evan “Buck” Buckley. Eddie was familiar with the guy. Christopher was a huge fan, though he hadn't seen all the guy's movies. He was still a kid after all. But Christopher was so excited his dad was meeting this cast, for this movie. It was a franchise Christopher had grown up with and Eddie hadn't hated all of them. Sure, they were derivative and somewhat pointless after so many sequels, but his son liked them so he put up with them.

“Here,” one of the actors had shoved an paper with his autograph on it. “Just don't sell it on eBay.”

“I didn't ask for-”

“Consider it a tip,” the smug prick had said.

Eddie wanted to shove it back at the guy.

“Yeah, sure my kid’s hospital bills can be paid in headshots,” he muttered.

“You have a kid?” Eddie’s head shoots up and it sends an ache through the old injury in his shoulder but he tries to hide it. He sees Evan Buckley approach the desk.

Eddie looks around. His co workers weren't around to admonish his lack of professionalism.

“Oh, Mr. Buckley, I didn't see you there,” Eddie resists the urge to straighten his uniform.

“You said your kid has hospital bills?” the actor asks. And Eddie thinks the look on the guy’s face of concern, looks genuine. But who knows.

“Uh, yeah,” Eddie nods. “My son, Christopher, has CP.”

“Must suck being stuck here away from your family. Wife, kids, all that.”

“Bit presumptuous,” Eddie chuckles before he can stop himself. He clears his throat when he realizes this is absolutely an inappropriate conversation. Unprofessional. But for the life of him Eddie can't seem to shut up. Isolation must be hitting him harder than expected. “Late wife,” Eddie corrects. “And it's just one kid. Just Christopher. He's with my abuela.” Okay, yeah he was over sharing now.

Buck doesn't know why but the way the guy at reception’s ears turn red and he keeps looking around is adorable and almost as addicting as the pills he has in his suitcase. Single dad. He could work with that. But shit. Late wife, means dead wife. Buck does feel bad about that. And a kid with a birth defect. Shit.

“Shit, I am sorry man. I shouldn't have…that was real shitty of me.” Buck starts because holy shit he was trying to hit on a single dad with a- nope, Evan. You got to be PC. A kid with disabilities. And he knows he fucked up when the guy’s shoulders go tight.

“It's fine, Mr. Buckley. There was no way you could have known.”

“It's just Buck, and you were right it was presumptuous. I probably shouldn't have asked anything in the first place. This quarantine shit is a pain in the ass, but I can't imagine being stuck here away from your kid. I'm sorry, man.”

“It's, okay, really, Mr.- Buck,” Eddie corrects. “I assure you I have thicker skin than most.” Eddie nods. “And being here pays the bills. But I won't lie, it helps when guests aren't…totally out of touch.” Eddie pokes at the scrap of paper with the scribbled autograph with a pen. Earning a laugh from Buck, but he researches over and balls up the scrap.

“Yeah, that guys a prick,” Buck says.

“All part of the job,” Eddie says. “Speaking of, how can I help you, Buck?”

And Buck suppresses the urge to make a suggestive comment.

“I was wondering if I could get a few extra towels. I may have-”

“Of course,” Eddie smiles and nods. “Someone will bring them up as soon as possible.”

“Thanks, man,” Buck says, tapping a few times on the desk before he leaves.

Eddie can't bring himself to break eye contact with the handsome actor Evan Buckley backs away from him and out the room without looking away. Eddie was beyond amused.

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Good? Bad? Want more?

I'm still trying to work some details out.

Like who from the show is an actor/crew and who works at the hotel? Like part of me thinks Bobby, Hen, and Chim would be good at the hotel because without them Buck was a wild boy. Like Hen being Pippa (because I love her attitude and she would be like "I'm eating, man!")

But then who is the cast?

Ravi I can see being an actor, but also I could see him as like Gunther: "I'm done eating but I'm okay."

But Chim being a long suffering actor that is not happy in the franchise.

Do I bring in Lucy? Bosko?

Idk...opinions?

#wip wednesday #the bubble au #buddie

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I watched The Bubble (the Judd Apatow movie with Pedro Pascal and Karen Gillan on Netflix) and I have ideas...

Buddie and Roy/Jamie

Buddie 1st...

is I know want to write a Buddie AU because like my brain latched on to the idea of like Buck 1.0 being like Dieter Bravo and Eddie, like Anika, finds the guy fascinating BUT does do flings so it like commit or suffer my guy. And now that idea is in my just won't leave my head.

Should I write it?

Roy/Jamie (and Keeley sorta)

Also have the idea of either Roy being like Carol Cobb (maybe not a movie star but like Roy can either still be Richmond or even working for Sky, like his injury was worse originally and he's a commentator now or WORSE a reality star). And Jamie is like Zaki, obsessed with the guy (because it's Jamie, he has always been obsessed with Roy). Or vice versa but Roy is annoyed at how much he can't stop thinking about Jamie after he confronts him about noise. And Keeley is the open marriage wife and it ends WAY better than in the movie.

Let me know in replies or asks what you guys think

#yes or no #one or both #or make it a weird crossover and do it all in one #thoughts on the thots #the bubble #buddie #royjamie