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Runaway

Summary: Buck gets into a fight with Baby Buckley-Diaz. She runs away to the only person (s) she trusts.

Pairings: Eddie Diaz x Daughter!Reader, Evan Buckley x Daughter!Reader, Eddie Diaz x Evan Buckley

Warnings: angst, fluff, swearing, twisted ankle, scarped knee, blood

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The Firehouse Miracle

Honestly, it was a stupid petty fight that had Y/N running away from her house and to Atheha and Bobby. Some very hurtful things were said on both ends and Eddie was there trying to defuse the situation. Neither of the fathers thought their 10-year-old daughter would run away from home at 10 PM on a Friday.

Everyone was stressed for many different reasons. Chris wasn't but he's always in good spirits. Eddie was too but he tried to keep his cool for his kid's sake. Buck and Y/N are very similar in many ways than one can think even if they aren't biologically related. They got stressed easily and were the ones to show it more. Buck and Y/N both had a hot-tempered attitude. They also shared the same expressions and handled certain ways the same. Even though she was like Buck she was a lot like Eddie too. Eddie and his daughter could think quickly on their feet and they handled certain situations the same too but if it got too much then forget about it.

So when the fight broke out she tried to stay calm she really did but her temper was quickly rising. The fight was about how she wanted to go out to a friend's house, who was having a party. Both parents had said no but she really wanted to go so she kept pushing until it got too much and Buck exploded in anger and so did she.

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When they went and picked her up from school Friday afternoon is when the asking to go started. Both Eddie and Buck were already stressed from the all-day stressful calls they were getting. Chris had already been picked up from school by Carla and now they were picking her up. Eddie parked the truck as Buck got out and went into the school to get her.

He walked in and to the desk and the receptionist was already looking up and calling on her phone. They talked small talk and then she walked in.

"Hi, Daddy." She said and hugged him and he hugged her back embracing the warm and calming feeling she lets off.

"Hey, Baby. How was your day?" He asked as he let her go and shouldered her backpack.

"It was good! Jordan has a birthday party this weekend and I was wondering if I could go." She asked hopefully usually they let her go to things like that but they weren't feeling particularly well at the moment.

"I don't know, Baby. We'll have to see what your father says. I think we already made plans." He told her and watched her face fall.

"Oh ok." She said and they walked in silence to the black truck that is her other dad's. When they got there Buck helped her into the truck and buckled her up. Eddie looked at her face and noticed she wasn't her usually smiling self.

"Hey, Princesa. How was school?" He asked and she just shrugged her shoulders as Buck got into the passenger side of the truck. Eddie frowned "Everything ok?" He asked both of them. She was silent.

"Jordan is having a birthday this weekend at her house and I wanted to go." She said quietly looking down. Eddie sighed and looked at Buck and they seemed to have silent conversation with each other.

"Princesa, we have some things planned this weekend. You're not going to be able to go." He said calmly and she nodded and looked down. The question was dropped as they rode home. She knew not to test them but she really wanted to go but she dropped it for now and decided to ask again later, maybe they would forget that she asked beforehand.

When they got home everyone got out of the truck and walked inside. Chris greeted them happily and they all smiled. He was such a happy kid. Y/N sat at the table and started her homework, which wasn't much. Buck and Eddie were working on dinner since they got home around 5 PM and they usually eat supper at 6:30 PM.

"Papa, Daddy?" She asked addressing both of them.

"Yes, Princesa?" Eddie asked

"Yes, Baby?" Buck asked at the same time.

"Can I go to Jordan's birthday party?" She asked them and looked up and they sighed.

"We've already been over this, Princesa. We already have some plans for the weekend." Eddie said and she pouted but wasn't about to give up.

"Please?" She asked giving them puppy dog eyes. Buck's temper was slowly rising they'd already said no but her stubbornness, which she got from Buck, wasn't going to let her stop.

"No. End of discussion. Now clear the table dinner is ready." Buck said sternly. She groaned but did what she was told. She wasn't happy about it.

Dinner was tense and Chris could feel it and tried to make it less tense and it helped but it wasn't for very long. "Hey, Dad. What are we doing this weekend?" Chris asked.

"We have a firehouse event we have to attend to." Eddie said and that made Y/N frown.

"Do I have to go to it?" She asked really wanting to go to Jordan's birthday party.

"Yes, you have to. We already said everyone was going to be there." Buck said temper running high as they all finished their food and started collecting plates. It was dark now and had started raining. She followed them to the kitchen carrying her plate and sat it on the counter.

"But daddy." She began pouting and Buck looked at her.

"No means no Y/N. You're not going and that's final." He said turning around. Eddie was getting mad that she kept asking but why have both parents fight? It would just cause more tension.

"You always say no though." She said temper rising.

"You're not going and that is final." Buck said turning around to look at her.

"Please." She tried pleading one more time and saw the look on his face. "You never let me have fun." She said crossing her arms.

"We're trying to keep you safe. We've seen how crazy parties get." Buck said while wiping down dishes and putting them in the drying rack.

"So? It won't happen there." She said starting to get sassy.

"You don't know that. You're not going and that is final. Now get ready for bed." Buck said.

"Papa." She said whining. He knew he was going to get roped into this he calmly turned to her.

"Princesa, you can't go. We've already made plans for the firehouse event." Eddie said

"It's only one event I'll be missing. It's not a big deal." She said angrily.

"Yes it is a big. We told you no and that's final. Now stop asking." Buck butted in and that's when her temper exploded.

"I hate you." She said turning to walk away.

"Yea well, I hate you right now too." Buck said and she stopped and tears filled her eyes.

"Buck." Eddie said not mad anymore at her but at him. She turned to them and said something that would crush any parents heart.

"I wish I wasn't born. I wish you would've just let me die in that car accident." She said. They never kept her from the truth when she asked why she didn't have a mother.

"Yea? So do I. Right now you're acting like a little spoiled brat." Buck said out of anger. Eddie looked at him shocked and then anger.

"Evan Buckley." He said and then turned towards their daughter.

"Princesa, he didn't mean it." Walking over to her but she was already out the door and taking off running. He turned towards Buck. "If she gets hurt and worse. It's on you." He said Buck had a look of regret on his face.

"I didn't mean it but she was acting out." Buck said now starting to worry.

"I get that but so were you. I get that we are stressed but we never ever take it out on our children. We made that promise." Eddie said angrily.

"I know ok. I know. I didn't mean it. It was stupid. I wish I could take it back." Buck said just as Chris walked into the room.

"What's going on?" He asked

"Y/N and Buck had a fight and she took off. Are you ok here alone while we go look for her?" Eddie said and Chris nodded.

"Yes. Bring my sister back home." He said and Eddie nodded and then looked at Buck.

"Are you coming?" He said a little irritated at him.

"Yes of course. Why wouldn't I?" He asked.

"I don't know Buck maybe because you did say you wished she wasn't born or that wished that we didn't save her. Start calling her friends and we'll go to some of their houses." Eddie said and Buck nodded doing just that he didn't say a word. The words he said hit him like a ton of bricks.

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When Y/N had run out of the house she didn't think about grabbing a rain jacket. She just took off. She had turned off her tracker. While she was running she had slipped on the wet asphalt and twisted her ankle when she slammed into a stop sign cutting her.

When she was far enough away from the house she called her Aunt Maddie and Uncle Chimney. She was hoping they were home.

"Hello?" Maddie asked tiredly

"Aunt Maddie." Y/N began crying

"Honey, are you ok?" She asked

"I'm sorry for bothering you. It sounds like I woke you up." Y/N said, "I'll let you go." She finished.

"No Honey. Where are you it sounds like it's raining." She said

"Dad and I fought. I ran away. Are you home?" She asked and she heard her sigh.

"No, Honey. We're not. We took a little trip out of the city." Maddie said.

"Are you ok?" Chimney asked the youngest Buckley-Diaz.

"No. I'm sorry for bothering you. I'll leave you guys alone. I love you." Y/N said sniffling.

"Y/N/N wait." Maddie began but Y/N had already ended the call.

She started to limp off in the direction of another house she knew the way to very well. She went off onto a beaten path and as she was climbing a hill she slipped and got mud all over her while twisting her knee in the process and she just started crying harder.

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Buck and Eddie had stopped at Y/N's best friend's, Liz, house. They parked the car and went up to the door and knocked. They waited for a second until it opened.

"Hey Eddie, Buck. What can I do for you?" Mrs. Waters asked.

"Y/N and I had a fight and ran out. We were wondering if she came here." Buck said

"No. I'm sorry. If she does turn up I'll give you a call." She said and they nodded.

"Thank you. We appreciate it. Sorry to bother you." Eddie said

"It's not a problem. Have a goodnight boys." She said

"You too." Buck said and they walked off and got into the truck and headed off. Eddie pulled off the side of the road and they began talking.

"Ok so she's not there or any other of her friends. Maddie is out of town. Do you think she would go to Hen?" Buck asked

"It's worth a shot." Eddie said and so they took towards her place. They drove to Hen's place and parked in her driveway. They walked up and knocked on the door. It didn't take long for her and Karen to answer the door.

"Eddie? Buck? Everything ok?" She asked

"No Buck and and Y/N fought some words were said and she took off. We've been trying to find her. Thought she would come here." Eddie said.

"Why don't you come in and we'll figure this out together." Karen said worried for the couple and their daughter. They walked in and sat down on the couch and they began trying to figure it out.

As they sat down Buck had gotten a call from his very angry sister. He got up and walked into the kitchen away from the others for privacy.

"Evan Buckley, explain to me why my niece calls me crying and what sounded like she was standing out in the pouring rain. You know how she deals with stress. She's too much like you." Maddie said any tiredness gone from her voice.

"Maddie it was a big misunderstanding. We had a fight and somethings were said." Buck said trying to justify himself.

"Why was so in the pouring rain?" She asked at the same time as Chimney asked the same question.

"She ran away and we can't find her." Buck said

"You better find her." She said and hung up.

Buck walked back into the living room "Maddie and Chim just chewed me out."

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When Y/N reached Athena and Bobby's she soaking wet and shivering. She was also limping and bleeding. She had year tracks going down her face but you could hardly tell with the rain. She limped her way to the door and rang the doorbell. She waited and waited she turned around and was about to limp her way back home when the door opened.

"Y/N?" Bobby said and she turned around but almost fell. He was in his sleepwear.

"I didn't know where else to go." She said and started sobbing. He looked her over and noticed some bleeding from under her right eyebrow and running into her eye.

"Come on get out of the rain." He said and helped her into the house and down the stairs. About that time Athena had walked in.

"Bobby? What's going on?" She asked but then saw him with her. "What happened, Sweetheart?" She asked coming over to the young girl. They guided her to the couch and sat her down.

"Dad and I fought he said that he wished that you guys never saved me. I also said that I wished I was never born." She said and they looked at her.

"What brought this on?" Bobby asked

"I wanted to go to Jordan's birthday party this weekend but Papa and Dad said that we already had plans. Plans for an event for the firehouse. They said I wasn't allowed to miss it." She said taking a breath "So I ran away. I tried to call Maddie and Chim but they went out of the city. I slipped on the asphalt and hit a stop sign and twisted my ankle. Then as I was climbing a hill I slipped and fell in the mud and hurt my knee." She finished with fresh tears rolling down her cheeks.

"I take they don't know you're here." Bobby said and she shook her head.

"No." She said quietly

"I'm gonna go get you some dry clothes and then we're going to clean you up and check out that ankle and knee." Athena said and went into May's room and got some clothes she left that she didn't want or fit into then came out. Athena helped her change and then went out to where Bobby had the first aid kit.

Bobby started dabbing at the cut and she flinched but didn't make a sound. Athena took your clothes and threw them in the washer. "You know we're going to have to call them right?" He asked her and she nodded. "Well, good news is that you don't need stitches." He said and then went on examining her knee and ankle, which were both swollen. "Looks to be just twisted and sprained." He said and she nodded and yawned.

"Why don't you lay down on the couch and we'll call your parents." Athena said and Y/N nodded and laid down. Bobby threw a blanket over her. They walked into the kitchen and talked in a hushed whisper. Bobby got his phone out and called Eddie.

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Eddie and Buck were still at Hen's and Karen's. "We tried her friends. We went to her favorite places. We can't find her anywhere." Eddie said.

"She couldn't have gone far. Do you have the find my family app?" Karen asked and they nodded.

"But she turned it off." Buck said and before anyone could speak Eddie's phone rang.

"Hey its Bobby." He said confused

"Hey, Bobby. What's up" Eddie asked

"Y/N showed up at our place soaking wet, shivering, covered in mud, sprained ankle, a twisted knee, and cut above her right eyebrow. She said that her and Buck got into a fight." He said and Eddie sighed and put him on speaker.

"She's telling the truth. She ran away when some hurtful things were said on both sides.

"She's sleeping on the couch as we speak. Athena is with her." Bobby said.

"Thank you, Bobby. We're on our way." Eddie said

"Be safe, it is still pouring down rain." Bobby said

"We will be." Eddie said and they hung up.

Buck and Eddie bid Karen and Hen a goodbye and they gave each other a hug and they were on their way to get their little girl.

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When Eddie and Buck got to Bobby's and Athena's it had stopped raining. Eddie parked the truck and they walked to the door at 10 PM. Buck knocked on the door and Bobby answered the door. He let them in and took them to Y/N. Their hearts broke at the sight of their little girl, she was curled up and looking so small.

"She's ok. She doesn't need stitches. Her clothes are in the washer. I'll bring them to our next shift." Bobby said and they nodded and he walked away letting them deal with their little girl. Athena got up and joined her husband. They bent down in front of her and Eddie ran a hand on top of her head. She slowly stirred and opened her eyes.

"Papa?" She asked and he nodded and then she looked over at Buck and tensed and her eyes went wide and she sat up.

"Hey it's ok." Buck said and reached out to put a hair behind her ears. "Y/N, I'm sorry I said those things. I didn't mean it. You're one of the best things to happen to me. I love you with all of my heart. I'm sorry. Please forgive me." Buck said and she relaxed and looked at him.

"I'm sorry too for running out and saying I hate you." She said in a small voice.

"Are you ready to go home?" Eddie asked and she nodded.

"Yea." She said with a yawn. Bobby and Athena walked in.

"Thank you guys." Buck said standing up at the same time as Eddie.

"Anytime guys. Y/N get better soon." Bobby said and she nodded and tried to stand up but winced.

"I'll carry you." Buck said and picked her up and she snuggled into him. Eddie opened the door for them all and they walked out. Eddie opened the passenger side of the truck and Buck gently put her in.

Eddie and Buck got in and started their drive back home. While at a stoplight they looked back and saw Y/N asleep. They smiled at their little girl. Yes hurtful things were said and she may have ran away but she ran to people she trusted. Running away was not the smartest but it was in the heat of the moement.

They got home and but got her out of the truck once it was parked and they headed inside Chris was already in bed and asleep. "I'll go tuck her in." Buck said and Eddie nodded. When he didn't come back after 5 minutes he went and looked in on them. What he found was Buck cuddling their little girl fast asleep and her gripping his shirt like her life depended on it. He walked in and planted a kiss on both of their foreheads

"Goodnight you two. I love you both." He said and covered them up and left the room. He went to check on Chris who woke up when his door cracked.

"Did you find Y/N?" He asked sleepily and Eddie nodded smiling. He walked into the room and sat on his bed.

"We did. She and Buck are fast asleep in her room. Go back to sleep bud." Eddie said to him and he nodded and rolled over and went to sleep. He kissed his forehead and left the room.

Eddie got ready for bed. He didn't like sleeping alone but knew that Buck needed this and let them be. They were both stressed and it could've been handled better but everyone was safe. Their safety is all that he cared about as he rolled over and went to sleep. Their family was complete again and nothing was going to change that.

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Your Bear

summary: Joel Miller doesn’t just lose Sarah that night but his other daughter too. but maybe you can still be found. (part II)

Joel Miller x daughter!reader -- she/her pronouns used & AFAB

warnings: guns, violence, angst, mentions of death, birth, hurt/comfort, happy ending ;) (kinda), no spoilers for part 2/canon divergent

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Joel Miller was always a good father - no matter what he thought. He cared for his girls more than he cared about anything in his damn life. So when they were both taken from him... there was nothing left to care about.

It was Sarah first.

He held Sarah as she died. His shirt was still stained with her blood. The watch on his wrist shattered by his failure.

But his other daughter, you, looking back he can only imagine the worst.

It all happened so fast. He had Sarah in his arms she gasped for air that was growing distant by the second, while Tommy watched with a pained look.

You, however, no one was watching you. Only 5 years old - you didn’t understand a thing. And so when you heard a loud noise. When you saw your sister go down and hearing the cries of both your father and her you panicked.

You thought you were getting help. That’s what’s your dad always told you to do if something bad happened. “Find the nearest phone or adult. Call me or Tommy or this number, okay? 911. Remember that number babygirl.”

And you did.

You ran as quick as you could, which wasn’t all that impressive but it was fast enough for them not to notice you had gone.

By the time you had found your way back into town, Tommy had noticed. “J-Joel,” His voice wavered, fear taking hold. Tommy searched the clearing, calling your name.

Joel looked away from his limp daughter then. His heart was thumping in his chest. His ribs ached as did the wound on his side but nothing compared to the terror that tore through his whole body.

“W-where is she?” His eyes darted over the area but you were no where to be found.

“No, Tommy,” He sobbed already fearing the worst, “T-tommy not her, please.”

Tommy shuddered. This couldn’t be real. This wasn’t real. You were just here. Sarah was just here.

“Joel,” He began until he heard shrill, painfully familiar scream from off in the distance.

“No,” Joel cried looking down at Sarah, hesitating just for a moment before setting her down, “I’m sorry baby.”

Tommy was already running at that point, hoping not to be late, not like he was for Sarah. Joel screamed your name as he sprinted - he couldn’t lose anyone else. He couldn’t lose you, his babygirl.

When he got there he saw Tommy knelt beside a bloodied teddy bear.

Your bear.

He collapsed. Knees giving way. He pulled the bear of the ground, its white fur tormented by the red hue.

Tommy shouted your name a few times. Joel didn’t have the energy to bother. His answer was here.

You were only five. You’d never have survived on your own.

And he would never survive without you, without his girls. He hugged the bear as if it was your body and he never let go.

x

“Why’d you have a bear in your bag?” Ellie teased as she caught sight of an fluffy ear sticking out.

Joel clenched his jaw, stuffing the teddy back inside. “What?” She laughed innocently, “Is it for your bad dreams? Chase the monsters away?”

The man grunted, discarding the bag on one of the chairs - away from Ellie’s view, “None of your business.”

Ellie frowned as she caught his eye. The brown was darker than usual, which was really saying something. They were empty, hollow but at the same time watery. Like he was one step away from crying. She shook the thought off - this was Joel she was talking about. Joel never cried, not in front of her - not really... She didn’t even think he could cry. But his eyes told her something else. They told an unspoken story. One she wasn’t sure she wanted to know. But one, at the same time, she needed to hear.

“Sorry,” She mumbled, moving into the living room of the house Tommy and Maria had given them.

Joel sighed as she did, guilt running through his veins. “Sorry,” He called out, gruffly, stopping her in her escape. Ellie turned back waiting for him to continue. “it was...” He cleared his throat roughly, “The bear was my daughters.”

“Oh,” She whispered, looking up at the man with sympathy, “If i had known it was Sarah’s... i wouldn’t have said anything.”

Joel sucked in a breath, turning towards the cupboards behind him, grabbing a cup. “Wasn’t hers,” He corrected trying not to let his voice catch on the lump forming in his throat.

“What?” Ellie dared a step closer, “But Sarah was... is your daughter.” Joel bit his tongue, forcing himself to face her again. “Joel?”

He let out a watery sigh, eyes set on the ground, “I had... i had another daughter.” He spoke your name softly but with fear. He hadn’t said it in years - he couldn’t. He hadn’t spoken about you in nearly 20 years either. He hated to talk about you. It was hard enough letting Ellie in, letting her know about his past, about Sarah. But it was too hard to say your name. You were only a baby. His baby.

“I didn’t know. You never mentioned her,” Ellie almost felt guilty asking - like this was something she should’ve known. That she should’ve known wasn’t something you just bring up.

“Yeah,” He scrunched his face a little, the feeling of your loss rushing back.

He thought and he believed for a time that if he didn’t talk about you, about the way he failed you then all that hurt would go away. He was wrong. He saw you every night in his dreams. He saw the woman you grew up to become. He saw your smile and heard your laugh. But then he’d wake up alone. He was always alone.

The worst was when the dream felt real. You were a baby again, Sarah was young too. It was just the three of you. You’d be doing something mundane - watching TV, eating dinner, whatever. He’d have conversations with the pair of you, forgetting that none of it was real. He’d hold you to his chest, sing to you, make you laugh. He’d dance with Sarah to their beat up radio in the kitchen. He would watch you take your first steps, say your first words, form your first smile.

But he’d always wake up. He hated waking up.

“How old was she?” She dared to ask.

Shakily he replied, “Five.”

She fell silent after that. Five. Five years old. Joel lost a five year old - no wonder he didn’t want to talk about it, idiot.

Ellie thought for a moment, a question daring to fall from her lips. “But she’s wasn’t on the memorial at Tommy’s.”

Joel’s head snapped up, anger residing in his chest. Who he was mad at he didn’t know. Himself? Tommy? Ellie? You? “Tommy... he,” He huffed, “He doesn’t believe she’s gone. Holds out hope on that fucking plaque - fuckin’ delusional.”

Ellie leant against the countertop, eyes not leaving the man for just a second, “Why would he think that?”

“No body,” His voice was cold all of a sudden as if it meant nothing at all. As if he wasn’t talking about the body of his five year-old.

“But then she could be-“

“Don’t,” He snapped, “Don’t say another word.”

Ellie rolled her eyes but complied. Joel turned back to his cup, filling it with coffee he had just traded for. He didn’t speak until he was finished and even then he wished he hadn’t.

“We heard her scream... And we found-“ He grimaced, gesturing to his bag, “And we found that damn bear.”

“But,” She tried again.

“Ellie-“

“No, seriously, if all you found was a bear she could still be-“

Without another word, Joel stormed past her, ripping the bag open, slamming the bear onto her chest.

Ellie saw it now.

She understood the haunting look in his eyes. She understood the story it told. It was matted, showed its age. What once was white was red now.

All of it.

Not just a patch here and there.

Everywhere.

It reminded her of Joel.

“That look like she could be alive to you?” He shouted.

“Fuck,” She felt sick just looking at it let alone touching it.

“You kept it?” A voice called from behind her.

Joel met his brothers eyes. “‘Course i did,” He spoke defensively.

“Joel,” He simpered. They stared at each other for a while. Almost like they were having a silent conversation.

Until Joel spoke, “It’s all i have of her left.”

And there was nothing else to say.

x

Years had gone by since they had gotten to Jackson. And things were surprisingly good. Eerily good. It was the type of good that Joel knew deep down wouldn’t last. It was the type of good that only existed before this mess.

Every morning he would wake up here he had a weight on his chest. A feeling that something was going to happen. This was the calm before the storm, he’d remind himself.

He didn’t tell anyone about it. He couldn’t. He’d just sound paranoid.

Him and Ellie were on a run. It was simple - it always was. The people in charge at the commune never liked to overstep - go to far. Never liked to do what Joel craved.

All they had to do was scope out a few cabins that were spotted deep in the woods. Ellie had jumped at the proposition as soon as Tommy had suggested it. She hated being cooped up for so long - Jackson could only give you so much freedom.

And just because Ellie agreed he knew he had to as well. There was no way in hell he’d let her go out risking her life when there was no way he’d be able to save it.

Getting there was the easy part. The horses at Jackson were a godsend. When they got there the place was still. Ellie gave Shimmer a soft pat before joining Joel who was stalking up to the door. He knocked first - not out of curtesy, just to attract any infected that it may hold. Because that’s what they expected. But Joel should’ve known better.

Joel should’ve thought about their biggest threat - people.

They had only cleared two rooms when Joel felt the cold sting of mental on his temple.

Ellie gasped but kept her gun up, eyes trained on the figure that held Joel’s life in their hands. “Put it down,” The voice ordered.

“Like hell I will,” Ellie retorted, finger edging closer to the trigger.

“I said put it down or the old man gets it,” She forced the barrel against his head - so hard he was sure it would bruise.

“Jesus, fuck, okay,” Ellie mumbled, slowly setting her gun on the floor infront of her, “Just let him go?”

The woman laughed, “So you can kill me, yeah, no thanks.”

“We can work this out,” Joel tried, hands raising to show he was unarmed but it only aggravated her more. Her arm wrapped around his neck, making him stumble back into a chokehold.

“Hey!” She yelled at Ellie as she reached for a gun. The teen stopped, taking a few steps back.

“Just put it down. We can work this out,” Joel proposed, gasping as she applied pressure to his neck, “We don’t want to hurt you.”

“Bullshit,” She spat, breathing heavily, “What the fuck else are you here for then, huh?”

“Supplies,” Ellie told her, “We’re from a commune-“

“Ellie-“

“We can take you back there - help you. If you just put the gun down.”

“Bullshit,” The woman removed the gun from Joel’s head aiming it now at Ellie, “You’ll kill me the first chance you get.”

Ellie shook her head, going to respond before Joel gripped the woman’s arm flipping her over. She gasped as she forcefully hit the ground, splinters from the wooden floor embedded into her spine.

Her breathing picked up, hand scrambling to get to the gun he had knocked out of her hand but a foot stopped her.

Joel’s boot pressed harshly against her wrist, “Don’t.”

“Christ Joel,” Ellie huffed, “You scared the fuck out of me.” Joel watched her as she reached down to get her discarded gun. Ellie laughed as she caught her breath, “Where the hell did that come from? You’re like 80.”

“Ellie,” He scolded with a strict look.

“Right, sorry,” She chuckled.

“So this is when you kill me then,” The woman heaved, chest rising and falling rapidly.

Joel turned to her then, catching her eyes for the first time. He faltered, boot leaving her wrist as he took a step back.

She was a spitting image of... you.

No.

“Shouldn’t’ve tried to kill us, i guess,” Ellie retorted humourlessly.

“You came into my house,” She shot back.

“This is your house,” Ellie muttered, “Needs some work. Right, contractor?” She shot a look over her shoulder at Joel. The man was pale, breathless. His eyes were trained on his attacker with a foreign look she couldn’t decipher.

“Joel?”

“Name,” He ordered, gun pointed down at her but both of them could see it shake.

“What?” She coughed, struggling to understand the strangers.

“Your name, what is it?” He yelled.

“Jesus,” She almost let herself laugh - she would’ve if she wasn’t so shit scared.

Joel gave her a stern look so she said it. She spoke your name.

Ellie’s lips parted, confusion leaving her face, “Holy shit.”

Joel’s expression crumbled as did the grip on his gun, which now hung loosely at his side. “Last name?” He asked, voice a mere whisper.

“What the fuck is going on?”

“Answer.”

“It’s Miller, Christ,” She answered, “What the hell is the matter with you people?”

Joel’s knees felt weak, his breath caught in his throat. This wasn’t real. This couldn’t be real. You died. You were gone.

“Joel is she-“

“Stand up,” He told you.

Hesitantly you did as he said, struggling slightly as your injuries caught up to you. Seeing this Joel stepped forward, hand outstretched. With an odd look in your eye you took it - ignoring how the mans eyes lingered on it for a second too long.

“Are you alone?” Fearfully you shook your head. “Where?” He ordered.

You shook your head again, “Please don’t- You can’t. I was just trying to protect her.”

“Who?” Ellie spoke up, despite it not feeling like her place to be in this conversation.

“M-my,” You started but a cry interrupted, echoing through the cabin.

You didn’t think for a second before you ran out of the room. Joel cursed as you did, going to rush out after you before Ellie spoke up, “What are we doing here, Joel?”

“I-“ He paused, shaking his head and leaving the room.

“Is it her?” She questioned, following closely behind him, “Is it really her?”

He gave her stern look as he entered the room you escaped into. His eyes blurred as he saw you with a baby to your chest.

“Please don’t,” You held up your free hand, stopping them, “You can’t- not her.”

“Holy fuck,” Ellie gaped, “You have a fucking kid!”

“Ellie!” The baby fussed in your arms, cries escaping despite your comfort.

“Please leave,” You beg, “Just let us go. I know i messed up. I didn’t want to hurt you guys but i- i couldn’t let you find her.”

“It’s okay,” Joel spoke softly, a type of softness you wouldn’t expect a man like him to be capable of. He holstered his gun, carefully and moved his hands where you could see them.

“We’re not going to hurt you,” He told you, “Ellie, put your gun away.” Ellie did as he said.

“So leave,” You pulled your child closer to your chest.

“We can’t do that,” Joel said.

“Why?”

“Because he’s-“

“Ellie, don’t,” He cut her off, turning back to you, “We weren’t lying before. We have a commune - it’s safe. You’ll be safe there. You both will be.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, repeating the same question, “Why?”

“B-because you’ve got a kid,” He lied, “We can’t leave you here to die.”

“I don’t trust you,” You frowned. Joel mirrored your action, looking around the room at the makeshift cot you had constructed. He felt his heart ache when he spotted a blood stain on the carpet in the corner - you had given birth here, alone. You went through that alone.

“Please,” Ellie spoke up, “You won’t survive out here. You need somewhere safe. And maybe you don’t trust us, that’s okay but we’re honest. We want to help you.”

Hesitantly, you nodded after a few minutes, anxiety building in your chest.

Joel’s eyes were still stuck to the bloodied patch and he was reminded again of how he failed you. How he failed Sarah. He thought about that damn bear. The bear that he thought was the last part of you he had. And despite the pain in his chest and the ringing in his ears he was so glad he was wrong.

“What’s her name?” Ellie asked as she took a tentative step forward.

You didn’t flinch, you wanted to but a part of you, a naive, childish part, wanted to believe them. “Sarah,” You returned, pinching your girls cheeks causing her to smile.

Joel’s eyes filled with tears, tears he had been trying to suppress for the past 20 minutes. For the past 20 years.

Sarah. His Sarah. Your Sarah.

Ellie’s eyes snapped to Joel. He almost felt embarrassed, showing this side of him. Showing his weakness.

“She’s beautiful,” He whispered.

You smiled as he spoke, kissing the side of Sarah’s head. “She is,” You kissed her again before whispering - more to her than them, “My babygirl.”

#joel miller x you #joel miller x reader #joel miller angst #joel miller imagine #joel miller x daughter!reader #joel miller x platonic!reader #tommy miller x platonic!reader #the last of us #the last of us imagine

[megalony]

Eddie Diaz (911) Masterlist

So it turns out there's a limit to how many links you can add it into a single post. So my old 911 masterlist is now the Evan Buckley masterlist, and this is a separate one for Eddie.

Evan Buckley Masterlist

Eddie Diaz:

Family

You Look Happy

I Kept Calling

Melting Away

Father’s Day

Is It Bad?

No Interruptions

That’s My Wife

Let Him Burn

You Invited Everyone?

He Choked

C-section

Disgrace

Don't You Dare

Annual Party

Overload

Seaside Charades

He's Safe

No School

So Much Better

They're Joined

Rumbled

Taught a Lesson

Evening Trips

They Needed Help

I'm Right Here

I Promise

Mended Hearts

Christmas Revelations

No Rhythm

Stay With Me

Late Night Fights

Get My Husband

She's My Daughter

Thank Me Later

Did I Fall?

You've Been Hurt

Don't Tease

Bedroom Talk- Masterlist

Unexpected Surprise

Take It Easy

Medic Mode

Ballet Dancer

Saving Grace Part 2

My Little Man

He's Not One Of Us

Touch-Starved

My Warning

A Special Guest

I'll Deal With Him

Prepare For A Storm

All These Kids

Stress Levels Part 2

Severe Reaction

Make It Stop Part 2

Be Our Midwife

On Sick Leave

Attacked Part 2

You'll See Him Soon

Toughen Up

I Need To Help You

A Family Gathering Part 2

Eddie x Reader x Evan:

Bittersweet

We Love Him

Pretty Please

My Boys

She's Going Down

Light Duties

Disciplinary Action

Worth The Wait Part 2

Brave Girl

Doctor Diaz

Model Patients

Who Do You Think I Am

Get Her Out Part 2

Home Invasion Part 2

Look After You- Masterlist

You'll Be Safe Here- Masterlist

Holiday! Imagines:

Get Your Sea Legs Part 2

Flight Plan

Poorly Baby

Eddie x Reader x Tommy:

Medical Attention

#eddie diaz x reader #imagine #eddie diaz imagine #eddie x reader #eddie x buck #911 imagine #pregnant! reader #pregnancy #eddie diaz #bobby nash #911 fox

[thefangirlfever]

DBF! Miguel O'hara x reader (part 1)

Summary: After your father's accident and given his poor health, you had to go back to your hometown. You meet one of his best friends and things get more complicated.

Tags: fluff, angst, F/M, age gap (Reader is in her late twenties and Miguel is in his late forties), taboo relationship, mention of death, reader is a woman of color

Notes: English is not my first language. I don't know how many parts there will be to this story but there will also be headcanons attached to it.

I hope you'll like it!

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It was a normal day of September when you received the text from your uncle. It was short and you knew every single word of it would stick with you for the rest of the day.

"Something happened."

You should have seen it coming. He was already 55 and there were plenty of warning signs. And yet, you were surprised reading this message. Something happened and it was not anything. Your dad was in the hospital. He fell during the night in his bathroom. His ankle was broken and he had to crawl down the cold tile of the small room to get back to his phone, to try to get some help. When he finally managed to call 911, he still had to wait for another long time. It was probably shorter than what you could imagine but you couldn't stop picturing him, his limp leg lying down the floor, his back against the wall as he tries to sit up despite the agonizing pain around his ankle... How could this man, this strength of nature, fall? You've never seen him falling, not once. He did see you falling though, whether you were trying to learn how to ride your bike, to dance or just running down the stairs a little too fast... And every time you fell, you could be sure he would be there to help you get up. Where were you when it was his turn to fall down?

In less than a week, everything was settled. You had given the keys of your apartment to your best friend, asked for a leave at work (which you got easily given the number of hours you spend there even if your sudden departure got a few people mumbling) and you had booked a flight to the other end of the country. Packing up for this trip was not complicated and everything you needed could easily fit in two suitcases. You had just moved there a few months ago and even if you felt bad complaining, a lot of people were not as lucky as you to have their own home, you didn't feel like this was your home. Maybe if you had moved in under better circumstances, it would have been easier to make this place your own, decorating it, adding some much needed colors or a few of these cute knick-knacks you used to be fond of. But you didn't and a small part of you was glad that you finally had an opportunity to leave, even if it was for a short time. Again, this made you feel bad, awful even. There was nothing to be delighted about when you had to go back to your hometown because of your father's sickness.

He would be out of the hospital when you would arrive, and you couldn't help but feel the bitterness in your uncle's voice when he told you that. Even if he didn't explicitly say it, you could feel he resented you for not coming sooner and there was a bit of reproach in the way he would say that he already has so much things going on with his work; he definitely didn't need that at this moment; how his wife was tired of all these long nights they spend at the hospital, how concerned he was... it was a not-so-subtle way to tell you that he didn't find you this worried about all of this. If you were this concerned, you would already be there, like a good daughter would. What was holding you back in the city? Must be nothing good... In his mind, you were living the life of a depraved, the city corrupting you, and it was why you were not able to get back home, where your place was, where your duty as a daughter was calling you. Even if it was hard to admit, you did feel guilty for not coming back home sooner. In fact you haven’t taken any time to visit your father for six months now.

And when you stepped into your hometown, you immediately knew why. Nothing has changed. Most people would find this comforting but you didn’t. It felt like being trapped inside a circle, an enclosure you couldn’t get away, just the same way you felt when you were a teenager, dreaming of bigger spaces.

Of course some small changes have occurred over the last years. A new coffee had opened on Main Street, the fences and glasses of the church have been restored and a couple of dozen of houses have been build in the suburbs. As for your family house, well… The moment you saw it, it felt like a pinch to your heart. It was exactly like you remembered it to be. The red facade, the ivy running up toward your bedroom window, which would made you feel like a princess when you were younger, the swing hanging from the tree in the backyard… It was like looking at a stiff life and for a few seconds you just watched this house as if it was both the gates to Hell and Heaven. You knew it would be worse once you stepped inside but it was too late for leaving.

Dead laves cracked under your steps as you moved towards the front door. After taking a deep breath, you managed to ring the bell. You knew it would take your father some time to come open the door and you were ready to wait when the door suddenly opened. And standing in front of you was a man you never saw before. You almost stepped back, surprised and wondering if you actually made a mistake, but it couldn’t be possible… This was your home.

The man however seemed to recognize you, almost as if he had been waiting for your arrival. He extended his arm toward you and said in a warm voice:

“Nice to meet you. I’m Miguel. You must be Y/N?”

It took your mind a moment to remember where you already heard this name and then it finally clicked. Your father had told you a few times about a friend of him called Miguel. Miguel O’hara. You had imagined an older-looking man and not the sight that was in front of you. Despite a few gray hair and the marks on his face, like the small creases around his eyes and the corner of his lips, he still looked in good shape. You wouldn’t say that he looked young, but he definitely had a more youthful aura around him than most people around his age.

Since your uncle and wife have gotten back to their place, he was probably here visiting your father. You were glad he was not alone and you tried to express your gratefulness with a genuine smile. Miguel smiled back at you and finally let you enter the house. Usually people would bombard you with so many questions about your trip, how you felt, how was life in the big city. You would usually politely answer but he didn’t ask any of these questions to you. Instead he kept this calm and composed look on his face, helped you taking off your coat and told you that your father as waiting for you in the living room. You had not difficulties navigating through the house, at least not technically. As you had anticipated it, the insides of this place you called home made you feel even more nostalgic than the outside, especially when it came to the framed pictures hanging on the wall.

The old man you saw in the living room was not your dad, you couldn’t believe it. Nothing had changed, except him. His hair that you used to know as thick and dark, just like yours, looked like they were sprinkled with snow. His temples were completely gray and his face looked softer as if he was tired. But the worst was probably the cast around his leg. As you expected it, when he fell down a few weeks, ago, he broke his leg. You didn’t dare to make a move, watching him from afar until he opened his arms for you, asking with a smile that you could recognize, a mischievous one:

“So, you’re not even going to say hello to your old man?”

You rushed toward him and hugged him back, trying to be as careful as possible with his leg. You remember a time when you used to be a kid and those same arms would lift you up high, so high you thought you could touch the sky and you mom would have to tell him to stop, especially when he wanted to throw you around to play. You were now the one in charge of lifting him up.

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next part >

#miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #across the spiderverse #atsv miguel #miguel x reader #fanfic #atsv #spiderverse #dbf!miguel

[shelby-love]

BOBBY NASH

Life as Cap's Daughter

Requested: yes

Author's note: I got a little carried away, but I wanted to DELIVER FROM POINT A (LOWEST) TO POINT B (BEST) PART OF HIS LIFE. Kept it realistic as possible plus it’s very long SO BEWARE

P.S. you can kind of see how my love for the man just SPILLED ... aka I kind of lost it and just hammered the numbers. It shows how unexperienced I am at these <3

Requests for 9-1-1 are OPEN

Headcanon

Bobby had you before Marcy and Athena were a part of his life

You were his little everything

The food he fed you growing up…

You would tell people that your dad's a chef, and not a firefighter

You thought a chef was a better job! You were four…

With your mom out of the picture it was just you and your dad for a big part of your childhood

He baby proofed the entire house

Balled his eyes out when he walked you to school for the very first time

When he met Marcy you were roughly around 8, but the two of you got along very well right off the bat

Even though he's a quiet, withdrawn man that likes to keep to himself, you were the one who brought out his witty side

He was very proud when you showed an interest in ice skating, it quickly became 'your thing' and Bobby loved that you inherited that from him

He's at all of your performances! 

He catches you every time no matter the situation

You loved Robert Jr. and Brook very much too, considering them your siblings without a doubt

You helped change their diapers, practically raised them with Marcy and your dad

Family dinners with Bobby's marvelous cooking – a must!

Bobby was very overprotective when you entered your teen years so thank god for Marcy (she was a saint)

He'd invite your date over and drill him while eating the nicest foods he prepared with extra caution

"Dad, that was a bit too much…"

"You think? I didn't even get to scratch the surface."

"Okay, honey, let her go have fun."

Marcy and the kids were there for you when your dad started to go south because of his injury

"Dad where are you going?"

"I'll be back soon. Don't worry about me."

For a moment you considered if life with him was even worth it

Wanting to finish high school as soon as possible just so you could get away from his lies was your darkest thought

But he is your father, and no one could change that

The fire though... It was the most heartbreaking moment of your life

You were out, so you weren't on the scene

But you wished you were at some point

You couldn't look at him after that

Went through the roughest time of your life

It felt like you jumped through time because you two were alone again

But that made you treasure each other more than anything

You watched him at his lowest and supported him when he started to get better

"Dad, please don't give up."

I don't think Bobby would be able to get through the trauma if it weren't for you

Not even his notebook was enough to keep him together – you were the glue

That's why making a fresh start in L.A. felt great

You two settled quickly; you giving in more effort than he did at first

Because you're smart like your father you got into a very very very good college in L.A.

"At least something's working out for once."

"Hey don't say that."

"But dad... It's true!"

When he told you, he was in station 118 you stalked researched them

Found out the address, looked at the place from outside using Google Street View

That kinda thing

"But dad. I'm just looking out for you!"

"I know. Thank you for that."

There's a lot of buts

But dad this but daaaad that

You're very annoying when you want to be

The two of you lived together, since you didn't trust him enough to move out and live on campus

He didn't bring you to the firehouse until he was 100% sure

No scratch that: until he was 100000% sure, you weren't stepping foot on the grounds of that station

When you did meet them, you loved Hen instantly

You wanted to come back just for her

Chimney was a bit awkward

He didn't know how to act around you

You were 18 but since you were Cap's daughter he didn't know if he had to treat you like you were 8 or not

Hen didn't have that problem obviously

She was so easy going you loved her instantly

Bobby has eyes everywhere when you're at the station

MEETING BUCK WAS HORRIBLE

Your dad was breathing down on your neck when you came to the firehouse one day and Buck 1.0 was working there (just started)

HE HIT ON YOU IT WAS HORRIBLE YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO

Neither did he once he found out

That was the day Bobby fired him bc he did the nasty with that lady in the firetruck

You came by like, "Hi, I'm Y/N nice to meet you Evan."

And then suddenly you had to go like, "Bye Ev- Buck… It was nice knowing you."

Buck went home that day – pride demolished

"Did you really have to do that dad?"

"I said three strikes, and he's out. He didn't listen."

Why didn't you come earlier? Surely you could have given Buck some great tips

"Oh, well."

Buck came back!

You became friends after that. Had a teasing relationship, never looked at each other the other way after that day

Y/N + Buck = BFF

You'd joke about your first tragic meeting and you’d go out with him when he was going through a dark time because of Abby

You didn’t drink, he did

Everyone loves you OBVIOUSLY

You're Cap's daughter I MEAN WHAT IS THERE TO SAY?

Eddie came too! Eventually.

You fell in love with him instantly

But you love his son even more than him

You'd take care of him whenever you had time and Eddie was busy working

You learned more facts about the world from little Christopher than from your own father

You often came by to eat lunch at the station because that's where your dad ‘the cook’ was

Maddie and you hit it off very well and became close friends

NOW MEETING ATHENA FOR THE FIRST TIME…

Your mouth was on the floor

She was so goddess like you were smitten by her

So, your dad and her announcing their relationship to you wasn't a surprise

You and Hen won the bet

Became close with May and Harry too although it was hard not to picture them as Brook and Robert at first

After your dad and Athena got married you finally felt as if you could breathe

Knowing that your dad was safe and sound, you moved over to campus but still had your own room at Athena's place

You go there every weekend

You're essential to the party planning

Even though you're a perfect little young adult you're ready to pull out the "My step-mom's a sergeant" card

A huge party was thrown for your 21st birthday

I'm talking BIG BIG BIG

Buck and you got drunk

Your dad got drunk too

Life turned around for the better although some pieces of past tragedies still lingered

You've let go of people but you and your dad also grew and healed enough to let new people into your lives

No one knows what life has in store for you two, but you both know it will be good

As long as you have each other

He's your pillar, and you are his in return, that's how it's always been

"I love you dad."

"I love you too kiddo."

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[happys-crazy-queen22]

Title: Somethings Work Out For The Best

Gif credit @sofuckingchuffed

Requested on wattpad

Crossover between Chicago PD and The tv show 911 (Eddie Diaz)

Happy reading dollies

Taglist: @nocturnalherb16. @jesseswartzwelder

Jay groaned as he sat up in bed, he looked around and saw he wasn't in his apartment. The girl snoozing beside him was the girl he met the night before at the bar, they both were completely trashed when they came back to her place. Jay grabbed his phone out of his pocket seeing his missed thirteen calls and twenty missed texts from you. All asking if he was okay since he just disappeared that day.

He didn't bother waking the girl, he threw on his clothes and left heading to work. Stopping by the coffeehouse near the station.

As he walked up the steps Erin was on the phone as she was talking to you. You called them to see where he was but no one knew or they didn't have the courage to tell you he was cheating.

"He just walked in, Y/N. I'll let him know". She hung up and ambushed Jay at his desk.

"What the hell are you playing at"? She growled her hands on her hips.

"Well hello to you too". Jay chuckled, falling into his seat holding his head as his hangover was taking over.

"Cut the shit. You need to call Y/N, she's worried sick about you".

"She's pregnant".

"I know. That's why what you are doing to her is so fucked up".

"I'm not ready to be a dad. I can't".

"You're an idiot. Call her". Erin slammed Jay's desk phone in front of him, storming off.

Jay sighed and picked up the phone dailing your number. He waited for you to pick up.

"Jay"? You answered.

"Yeah".

"Are you okay? I was worried sick about you".

"I was out".

"I called everyone in that unit and they said they haven't see you since you got off work. Dont lie".

"Alright. I was with a girl". Jay ran his hand down his face as he heard your sobs.

"When you come home I won't be here". That was the last thing you said after hanging up. Jay was slightly relieved but was torn. He didn't want to hurt you but he knew this was the only way to get out of this situation.

He was right, you packed your car until there was no more room. You were heading back to your parents, in LA. They had moved there for retirement and when they heard you were pregnant they wanted you to live close by so they got their wish as well.

Things changed for the better, you knew you could do this alone. There was no doubt about that. Jay was just in your way of being happy.

Two years later...

After a years away Erin begged you to come visit. She also wanted to see her niece. She looked just like you when she was born. You named her Cody. She was a little ball of fun energy, keeping you on your toes all the time.

So you decided to go back to Chicago and stay for awhile but you didn't tell her you were bringing a surprise.

"Y/N Y/L/N get your cute butt over here". Erin squealed as she saw you walking up the stairs to the cpd. Cody on your hip.

"Awww, she's adorable". Erin cood.

"Thanks. Say hi". You told Cody,  she hid her face in your chest.

"She's to cute. So how long are you staying"?

"A week".

"Just a week? Really"? She pouted, sticking out her bottom lip.

"Yeah, Eddie has to get back to work".

Her eyes grew wide and she looked star struck. "Eddie? Who's Eddie"?

"My fiance". You held out your hand and showed her the ring.

"Hold up. You got a boyfriend and now you're engaged? What"?

"Eddie"? You called and a very handsome man came running up the stairs.

"Sorry I was talking to Trudy. Hi, I'm Eddie Diaz". He stuck out his hand for Erin. She gladly shook it with a smirk.

"Damn. You got yourself a nice one here". Erin and you laughed which made Eddie blush.

"Where's everyone"?

"On a case. I was told to stay and handle the phones".

"Oh so you got into trouble with Voight"?

"No". You tilted your head as you knew she was lying.

"Fine. Yes I am in trouble". She laughed.

"So. Um. How's Jay"?

"Good. He's gotten his act together since you left".

"Good. That's good. I'm happy for him".

"Alright, enough talk about us. Tell me how you met". She said excitingly grabbing a chair and sitting down in front of you.

"Well, I was in labor and I called 911 since I was alone. He came to help".

"You're a paramedic"?

"No a firefighter. I was a army medic when I served. Usually when there's a 911 call the fire station goes as well. So that's how we met". Eddie smiled looking at you.

"Cute. He saw your goodies before the first date". Erin snickered at her own joke. You playfully slapped her. Eddie chuckled.

"Stop. He didn't deliver Cody, he helped by holding my hand but he didn't see anything".

"Right".

"You need to behave".

"Alright continue".

"After Cody was here, he visited us and we became friends then he asked me out a month later. About a month ago he asked me to marry him".

"Congratulations, that's amazing. I'm happy for you".

"Thank you. We've set a date and everyones invited. Cody is the flower girl and Eddie's son Christopher will be the ring bearer".

"Wait, you have a son"?

"I do, with my ex wife".

"You've been married before"?

"Yes. I know what I did to mess that up and I'm not doing that to Y/N".

"Good. I won't hesitate to shoot you". Erin warned.

"Y/N"!! You heard Adam yell. Turning around Adam had his arms wide open for you to hug him. You smiled and gave him a big hug.  Cody didn't want anything to do with her crazy uncle.

"When did you get in"?

"Just now. We've been interrogated by Erin". You laughed.

"We"? Adam looked over your shoulder and saw Eddie.

"My fiance, Eddie. He's a firefighter in LA. Erin loves him".

"Yeah. Excuse me". Adam walked over to Eddie and started talking to him. In a matter of minutes they were laughing and cutting up.

The whole unit came in and saw you there. They were happy you were back. Jay, of course stayed his distance. He kinda had a attitude the whole time you were there. So you figure you had to get it over with.

"Hey Jay". You came over to his desk while the others talked.

"Hi". He seemed cold towards you.

"How are you"?

"Fine".

"I didn't come back here to make you jealous or for you to get mad. I came to see my friends".

"Why did you bring him"?

"I'm with him and I wanted everybody to meet him before our wedding".

"So it's true? You're getting married"?

"Yes. I love him. He's great with Cody and she loves him too".

"Cody, that's what you named her"?

"Yeah, didn't you get the pictures I sent you or the letters? I told Erin to tell you as well".

"I threw them away. Erin didn't tell me. This is all news to me".

"Are you really that cold that you didn't want to see your daughter"?

"No. I'm just feeling guilty for screwing up. I did everything that I said I would never do. I abandoned my kid, the girl that I once loved. I threw it all away over my selfishness".

"Jay, I'm sorry".

"It's okay. Not your fault, not your life".

"Do you want to get to know her? Maybe not as daddy but maybe uncle Jay"?

"Cody calls him daddy"?

"Sometimes, he has been in her life since the beginning. She loves his son and his family. Eddie's grandmother thinks as her as her great grandchild".

"Uncle Jay. I could do that". He said with a smile. Jay didn't want to confuse Cody since Eddie was already apart of her life and he wasn't. But you went with it and called over Eddie who had Cody and introduced Jay to her. They seemed to hit it off well. Jay stepped up as uncle.

During the week you were there Cody followed Jay around like a duckling. He told her things about Chicago and things about you that only Jay would know. He was enjoying the role of uncle and babysitter. Jay and you were even starting to get along better.

#jay halstead fanfiction #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead imagines #jay halstead #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead x daughter #chicago pd fanfiction #chicago pd imagine #chicago pd #chicago pd drabble #chicago pd fic #eddie diaz 911 #chicago pd crossover 911 #happys crazy queen22

[detectiveinchicago]

It was her job (P1)

Note: Hi guys! This a tough one. I’d to split this fic in two parts cause it was too long otherwise. I choose Pelham cause he is the newbie and we have to give him material lol. This is like an intro cause P2 has more fluff and love birds. Enjoy xxx.

SIDE NOTE: My requests for Valentine’s day are open HERE if anyone wants to request something cause I’ll be writing those this week.

Summary: (Y/N) is Stevie Hammer's sister and when their mother returns to Chicago things get chaotic.

Fandom: Chicago Fire/ Chicago Med

Pairing: Jason Pelham x Hammer!Sister Reader.

WARNING: Mental health issues, homeless, wishing death, mental and physical abuse. 

DISCLAIMER: GIF IS NOT MINE. English is not my first language.

Word Count: 3,5K. 

You could feel your head almost exploding. It was the first call of the shift, but somehow you had had enough. Your mother came back to Chicago and, of course, she didn’t even have the decency to let her daughters know she had come back. It’s not like it changes you at all because in your head you stopped caring about your mother a long time ago. It sounded horrible, but that was how it was.

“I HATE YOU SO MUCH!” your mother yelled at the top of her lungs while you slid the stretcher into the ED with your paramedic partner. Despite being used to your mom’s tantrums; you couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed because the people you saw almost every day saw your mother like that. You didn’t want to imagine how your sister Stevie felt.

“I know that, mom, no need to scream,” you replied, rolling your eyes.

“I DON’T WANNA BE HERE” she yelled again, making you feel sick about this whole scene that she was playing.

“Well, you should have thought that before getting yourself into a street fight,” you told her while Stevie and Dr. Scott walk towards them.

“At my count, one, two, three,” Dr. Scott said as you noted that everyone in the ED seemed to know your mother and the trouble she always involved.

“What happened?” your sister asked approaching you “I thought she was on the road”

“Me too, but not only did she come back, but she got into a fight with another bum and it looks like she hit her head pretty hard and sprained her wrist,” you explained. Some people passing by had called 911 and as a paramedic, your ambulance had been called to attend to the incident. The idiot your mother pushed had passed out when he hit side of your mother's van. However, the other ambulance was already taking him to the hospital when you arrived on the scene.

“He was stealing from me!” your mother screamed, giving you an ugly look.

“I bet he was” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. Something that your mother hated about you because you usually did it when you were tired of her.

“I HATE YOU SO MUCH” and then you didn’t see it coming. Your mother grabbed one of the medical trays and yanked it hard at you. When you turned around, the tray hit you square in the forehead and eye, causing you to lose your balance a bit and hit your head against the wall.

“Mom!” You heard Stevie’s scream, but you couldn’t move your head to look at her.

“I got the memo! You didn’t have to do that,” you complained, raising your hand to touch your forehead. You felt it wet and when you looked at your fingers, you saw that there was blood.

“Come on, I’ll look at that” Dr. Halstead approached you and you let him lead you to one of the empty exam rooms “Ok, let me see, are you ok?” he said as you felt the anger rising inside of you.

“Fine, I didn’t see it coming, that’s all,” you answered clearing your throat “Is this going to take a long time? Cause I’ve to take the ambulance out of service”

“I’ll tell your partner to do it,” He answered, leaving the room. You just sat on the table contemplating if suddenly the world wasn’t moving on its own. When Dr. Halstead returned a few minutes later you decided it was your head that was spinning and that nothing in the room was moving “Okay, talk to your partner about getting the ambulance off service, it looks like you have a pretty nasty cut so do you want me to do the stitches, or do you prefer Plastics to do it?”

“Stevie told me you dabbled in Plastics in med school so I have faith in you” Also, you wanted to have as little of a wait as possible so you could get as far away from your mother as possible from the hospital.

“Oh, ok, then I’ll do it but there are no refunds,” he gave you a smile

“If you give me a scar like Harry Potter, I won’t complain,” you added as you lay down on the stretcher “I’ve always been a fan“

“Do you feel any dizziness or nausea?” he asked as he picked up the suturing kit.

“I was wondering if it was me or if the room was spinning,” you told him

“I assure you that the room is not spinning so you may have a minor concussion after that hit, you need to rest so you should go home after this,” Dr. Halstead explained.

You sound a moan of frustration “Ugh, I’m so done with her tantrums”

“I’m sorry, Stevie told me about your mother and that sounds terrible “He gave you a rueful smile as he hovered over you to start things off “Stay still”

“She came back six months ago and I’m glad to have my sister back but mom lured her back into her nets,” You told him while you felt how the punctures began on your forehead, you tried not to wrinkle it so that the stitches would be as good as possible “I was happy for her when she left Chicago and started living her life”

“And you stayed here with your mother?”

“Yes, mostly took Stevie’s place, having everything under control” You shrugged

“I’m sorry”

“It’s okay, you know that Stevie always has everything together”

“Yeah, I know,” He said, giving you a lopsided smile “Didn’t know she had talked to you about me” You felt like there was something else behind his relationship with your sister.

“Not compliments, mostly told me how much of a pain in the ass you were in med school”

“In my defense, your sister is very competitive”

“I know she just loves to be right all the time,” You answered him while he cut the thread with the scissors

“Well, now you can go, check that pain, and if it gets worse, you need to come here,” He said, taking out his gloves “If not I’ll see you next week to take you those out”

“Thanks, I’ll get some rest. Sounds like a great idea right now” Your head was still spinning a bit, which you noticed right away when you got up from the table. You were going to have to take the ambulance ride back to the station and collect your things before you ordered an Uber to your apartment because you weren’t entirely sure you could drive without getting dizzy.

When you left the examination room, you noticed your partner was sitting at the nurses’ station looking at you with an understanding smile. You hated those smiles of pity, similar to the one Will gave you a few minutes ago.

“They told me I have to rest so I have to finish my shift early, I’ll call the chief when we get back to the ambulance to update him and get you a floater for the rest of the shift” Your partner nodded while you thought you had to text Jason to let him know you weren’t going to Molly’s that night.

“(Y/N)? A word?” your sister said, approaching you and pointing to the doctors’ launch. You smiled at your partner before following your sister into the room “Mom is stable”

“Fine,” you said before shrugging.

“Don’t you want to know the results of her scans or the labs?”

“Not at all” you answered shaking your head “I’m so done with her tantrums” you explained as you leaned against the table trying to concentrate on the conversation with your sister “and this time I’m seriously done with her, Stevie” you added your “nothing you say will make me change my mind”

“She’s probably going to need antibiotics, has an untreated wound on her foot that got infected, so we’ll have to watch her closely,” your sister said, crossing her arms.

“Didn’t you listen to me 10 seconds ago when I told you I was done with her?”

“We can’t just leave her alone, she’s mom,” Stevie explained.

You let out a sigh “I understand that you have always parented her and that you are used to taking care of her, but you have to let her be an adult and face real life”

“She’s sick, she tried but she can’t let go of old habits” You loved your sister more than anything but you hated it when she justified your mom’s actions.

“She just got back from a freaking road trip, Stevie! I’m sure she can decide for herself”

“You know she can’t,” Stevie said, and you decided you were losing patience.

“So, what are you going to do? Change her life? Get her van towed again so she can go back to live on your couch?” you asked, raising your brows.

“She doesn’t deserve to live under a bridge, (Y/N)”

“She doesn’t want to change her life, something that she has told you multiple times,” you pointed out while you scratched your forehead in a sign of concern.

“Then we keep insisting until she wants,” your sister refuted

“And how has that approach gone so far? You had his van towed and caused him to have an outbreak in the middle of your kitchen and run out in the middle of the night.” You didn’t want to sound harsh, but Stevie was ending up your patience and your head was spinning “It’s one thing to bring her food every week and quite another to keep pushing her to be something she’s not”

“Oh, sorry for not giving up so easily”

“Do you think I gave up easily? I’m tired of mom, I’m exhausted after taking care of her after you left,” you said and when you saw your sister open her mouth quickly, you added “I don’t blame you for leaving, I think it was the best thing you could have done”

“So we’re just supposed to stop trying?”

“The main difference between you and me is that you keep trying with mom and I already accept that nothing is going to change”

“The main difference between you and me is that I still care about what happens to her and I keep trying”

You stared at your sister briefly “I’m going to be inclined to believe that you didn’t mean that” you headed for the door before turning to look at her “Talk to later, Stevie”

After leaving Med, you kept thinking about how your mom always altered your life and your sister’s again. She always seemed to find a way to blame both of them for her misfortunes. Over time, you had understood that in reality your mother was used to living on the street and that she didn’t want to live any other way, either. She somehow found pleasure in finding a silk blanket in someone else’s trash or a feather pillow. Her mother viewed them as treasures, something she could simply afford if she had accepted their offer of a roof over her head.

Once you got to the station and headed to the locker room, you sat down on the bench. You were sure that the room was moving around. Otherwise, there was no other way to justify why your head hurt so much that you needed a few minutes before being able to gather all your things and put them in your bag. You went to your boss’s office to let him know you were already leaving, and I assure you he was going to take the ambulance out of service directly until the next shift. In the Uber on the way home, you called Jason, but you assumed he was on a call so you left him a voicemail.

“Hey babe, I guess you’re on a call” You were speaking as slowly as possible in an attempt not to get lost in your own words due to the headache “Uhm I had a little problem on a call today, nothing serious but it turns out that my mother is back in Chicago and had to give her a ride to Med” you sighed not sure whether to explain everything that had happened in a voicemail “Anyway, I’m on my way home now so call me when you hear this”

Once you got to your apartment, you curled up on the couch and made sure your phone was on ringtone before you started channel surfing. You woke up to the sound of someone knocking on your door and your dark apartment. A little confused, you took your phone to see the time and saw that it was already night.

“(Y/N) are you there?” You recognized Jason’s voice from the other side of the door. Throwing aside the blanket, you got up and opened the door.

“Sorry, I fell asleep, and then I didn’t hear the phone,” you replied, stepping aside to let him in.

“What happened to your face?” he asked a little louder than you expected, walking in and reaching out to touch your face. Only then did you feel how your face hurt on the right side where the tray had hit you.

“Wait, what?” You closed the door and approached the mirror that you had next to the door. Then you noticed you looked like shit. You had the stitches in the wound that your mom had left on your forehead and a bruise on the right side that went from the side of the eye to the cheek. If you didn’t know what happened this morning you’d think it was makeup “My mom and I had a fight today at Med and she got creative and throw a medical tray over my head”

Jason frowned, and you noticed the tension building between his eyebrows. “Are you okay?” he asked him and you knew he was not asking if you were okay physically but mentally.

“Yes, she threw one of his usual tantrums, that’s all,” you said, shrugging as you felt the pain in your head return. You knew that if Stevie would have been there, she would give you a speech about how bad it was to sleep when you had a concussion.

“How did she end up in the ED?” He asked, taking off his coat and leaving it on your rack.

“Some people who were passing by the bridge called 911 because of a bum fight, mom pushed one and then they pushed her, of course, she had come back without bothering to tell me or my sister” You explained “Classic Terry“ you added shaking your head “And she didn’t want to go to the hospital and had to make a whole scene about it that ended with her throwing a medical tray at my head”

“And your sister?” he asked, placing his hands on your shoulders.

“My sister and I are not on good terms right now,” you told him with a shrug “I decided that I’m done with my mother”

Jason gave a small nod and pulled you closer to him “How’s your head?”

“It hurts a little, now I don’t feel dizzy anymore, but when I left the hospital I felt as if everything was spinning,” you answered, laying your head on his chest.

“How sounds dinner? I can make something,” he offered

“That sounds amazing, I’m starving actually,” you said, closing your eyes and allowing yourself to take in his scent briefly before pulling away from him.

“I’m going to check the cabinets,” he said, and you nodded before shuffling towards the couch. One thing you liked about your apartment was that the living room and kitchen were in the same room, only separated by a breakfast bar. You mainly liked it because you could watch TV while you cooked.

“How about spaghetti with sauce?” He asked, showing you the box of spaghetti in his hand.

“Ugh, you know how much I love spaghetti,” you moaned with your head resting on the pillow with your eyes closed

“I know and since you are injured, I want to pamper you”

“I love you so much,” you moaned, almost imagining the smell of home cooking filling your home.

“We’ve been together for almost three years I thought you had a crush on me before spaghetti,” he replied, raising a brow as he got things out to make dinner.

“A little,” you replied, winking at him, “but don’t tell anyone”

“It’s good to know that you keep your sense of humor” he commented as you picked up your phone to see that you had a message from your sister asking how you were doing and updating you on your mother’s status, you ignored Stevie’s text since you didn’t feel like it.

“I’m sorry I didn’t answer your calls” you apologized getting up from the couch and approaching him

“Okay, I was worried and after leaving 51, I came here,” he explained.

“I can help,” you offered

“Are you sure? What about your head?”

“It hurts a little but I can’t go back to sleep either,” you took the board to cut the onion for the sauce. They both fell into silence for a few minutes until you broke it “I used to wish her dead, you know?” you said suddenly as you walked past him to throw the onion in the pan “I used to think that would end all my problems when I was younger, I was always waiting for that one call” you sighed leaving the table in the sink “That call that would tell me that mom had an overdose or that some bum killed her” you looked up from what you were doing to look at him “I wanted her dead so bad, I was so angry, for what she has done to me, to my sister”

“You were? And now?” Jason asked, putting aside what he was doing to look at you.

“It’s hard to explain, but she always used to go first, for my sister first and then for me, my mom always had problems we had to solve or fix” You never talked about your mother much, of course, Jason knew the whole story later of those years together but for you, it was still difficult to tell someone everything that had happened. Mainly because for a long time and especially when you were a teenager, you tried to hide it.

“She was the adult and she should have taken care of you”

“I know, the rational part of my head knows it but for a long time I justified her and her actions, my sister still does it” You sat on the counter “She acts like a child and I get it, she is sick” Dr. Charles had told Stevie that your mother possibly had depression, anxiety, and even possible bipolar disorder, confirming the suspicions both of you had always had about your mother’s mental health.

“You say your sister justifies your mom but you’re doing the same thing right now,” he replied, approaching you and placing himself between your legs “She was the adult and should have kept a roof over your head”

“She took away Stevie’s childhood making her take care of her,” you said as you rested your head on his shoulder “But she still cares, I mean she looks at her and she still loves her as her mother,” you added before surrounding him with your arms “I just, I can’t do that”

“You can’t blame yourself for not loving her,” Jason told you rubbing your back “She did nothing to earn your love as a mother either”

That was one thing that you had realized. In reality, your mother had simply never attempted to be your mother, nor did she did normal things like any mother. She had never held a job, hadn’t even done it for her two daughters and their well-being. Your mother had always been a disaster on her own.

“I know, but even when I promise myself I’ll cut off all contact she feels like it’s my fault like I should have taken better care of her somehow,” you muttered allowing yourself to close your eyes for a few minutes to inhale his scent.

“You are not her mother, she is yours,” he replied. It was as if Jason knew exactly what to say and that he wanted what you needed to hear. He put a strand of hair behind your ear before brushing his lips with your cheek and whisper, “You did everything right, everything”

It was as if suddenly he had taken a backpack of bricks from your shoulders and even though you were not completely sure, you believed in his words “Thanks, babe”

“It’s okay to let all of this go away,” he replied, kissing you on the forehead before separating from you to check the sauce.

You wanted to believe that you were doing the right thing, that for once in your life you were putting yourself first and prioritizing what was best for you before putting your mother and her mess before you. 

#hammer sister #stevie hammer sister #stevie hammer #chicago med #jason pelham x reader #jason pelham #jason pelham one shot #jason pelham fanfic #chicago fire #chicago fire fic #chicago fire one shot

[crowfootwrites]

The Boyfriend | Part III [Taza Romero x Fem!Reader]

Soooo, I know I said this was going to be the last part, but I'm nothing if not a wordy bitch. So there will actually be one final part after this, which will offer more explanation and serve to wrap things up.

Warnings: angst; family drama; pregnancy & pregnancy complications; depictions of pain; emergency medical personnel and hospitals; language | Words: 1,243

Part I of The Boyfriend | Part II of The Boyfriend

Taglist: @chibsytelford

The soft morning breeze caressed your cheeks as you sat in the old rocking chair on the porch, your cup of tea resting steadily on your swollen belly. You gazed out over the quiet ranch, Taza’s horses grazing contentedly in the distance, trees bursting with birdsong as the sun started its slow climb over the horizon. Your due date was just a couple weeks out, and you couldn’t wait to have your baby in your arms.

A soft tapping drew you out of your reverie and you glanced over your shoulder to see Taza pushing off the door frame with a tender smile, coming to sit in the chair beside you. He was wrapped in a flannel robe, his eyes still heavy with sleep.

“Qué estás pensando (What are you thinking)?” he asked quietly, interlacing his fingers with yours on the arm of your chair.

You smiled dreamily. “Just ready to meet them.”

Taza grinned, nodding his agreement. “Any day now.”

The two of you sat in silence for a while, watching as the sun brightened the sky and the world stretched to life.

You felt the shift in Taza’s demeanor before he even opened his mouth, his hand twitching almost imperceptibly in your grasp.

“Have you given any more thought to your dad’s message?”

You heaved a considerable sigh, jostling the teacup on your belly. Your father had sent you a text message the week prior, apologizing for your mother’s “inexcusable” behavior at dinner, and asking how he could make things right. Your father was a good man. You knew he wanted to fix things, that he ultimately wanted to be involved in his grandchild’s life. But it irked you that the apologies were coming from the wrong person. There had been nothing but radio silence from your mother. And while you had never been particularly close to your parents, and your relationship with your mother was obviously flawed, the process of becoming a mother yourself had you overanalyzing your entire personal history.

You had tried, over and over again, to understand your mother’s perspective. But ultimately, you had reasoned that perhaps the two of you just had diametrically opposed values. You had hoped that your mother would have the opportunity, over the course of your pregnancy, to see how wonderful Taza was, how loving and stable. How much you loved each other, and how ready you both were to welcome a child into the world. That his age didn’t matter, and neither did the lack of a marriage certificate. And most of all, that those things were your decision to make and that she should trust you enough to make good choices for yourself. But after your mother’s most recent blow-up, you were done. You had come to understand that she was never going to see things that way.

Then came your father’s text. You could tell it hurt him to be so disconnected from you, and you hated to be even part of the reason for his unhappiness. At the time, you had responded asking for time to think about things. But you were honestly no closer to a solution than you had been then.

“I met with him.”

You whipped your head around to frown at your boyfriend and he rushed to explain.

“He texted me, mi amor, and I felt bad. I couldn’t imagine if we had a daughter and I wasn’t welcome around her.”

“He is welcome,” you snapped. Taza gazed at you skeptically.

“You and I both know your mother would give him hell if he came here to see you,” he reminded you.

Your jaw clenched impulsively. “Sounds like a personal problem,” you ground out, although you knew Taza was right. You wouldn’t want you put your father through that. You heard Taza’s mild sigh beside you and echoed it with one of your own.

“I just don’t know what to do,” you grumbled. “I don’t know how to fix it. And I also don’t think it should be on me to fix it. She’s the one with a problem.”

Taza chuckled and patted your hand. “Let’s hope this baby doesn’t wind up with your stubborn streak or the two of you will put me in an early grave.”

“Oh, you think I’m the one with the problem?” you demanded. You were nothing if not relentless.

“No, amor,” Taza replied, backpedaling. “I think both of you have things you need to work out with each other. Besides, it’s been a couple of months. Maybe she’s come around?”

***

You should have never agreed to him going on a run this close to your due date. It was only for the day, but as your luck would have it, he had been gone no more than an hour when you felt the rush of water between your legs. And it was in that moment that you knew something was very wrong. Sharp pains tore across your lower belly like white hot fire. You cried out, clutching at the kitchen countertop, trying to keep your legs under you. Panicked tears sprang to your eyes as your mind reeled.

You snatched your phone off the counter, doubled-over in agony. With trembling hands, you hit Taza’s speed dial button. He answered as your belly spasmed and you cried out again.

“Something’s wrong,” you whimpered, your teeth clenched together against the pain. Tears tumbled over your cheeks.

“Fuck!” Taza growled, and you heard him shouting something away from the phone. Your knees buckled and you found yourself on your hands and knees on the floor. You set the phone beside you, hitting the speaker button in a panic. Your breath was coming in shallow bursts and a small ache was blooming in your chest. Your thoughts spun chaotically and you couldn’t seem to grab on to just one. You could hear Taza through the phone, talking to you again, and you honed in on the familiar sound.

“Baby, I’m turning around but I’m an hour away. You need to call an ambulance, ok? Can you do that for me, amor?”

A sob slipped out as you opened your mouth to respond. You clutched at your belly, as though it could soothe the child inside you. The two of you were going to be well and truly alone for this. “Yes,” you cried. “I love you, please hurry.” You ended the call to frantically dial 911.

The arrival of EMTs and the ambulance ride to the hospital were a blur, the hurt dulling your senses to everything that wasn’t the scorching razor edge of pain in your belly. You vaguely remembered answering questions, and one of them taking your phone, talking to Taza reassuringly in the background of your mind. You asked, sheer panic gripping your chest, if your baby was alright. You didn’t get an answer as the EMTs whirled around you, hooking you up to wires and oxygen. Your heart raced, thumping like it would burst out of your chest and you clamped your eyes shut, trying to focus on your breath.

When you arrived at the hospital, you were rushed into an OR, watching the hospital lights flash above your gurney as though you were in a televised medical drama. In the OR, the beeping and piercing alarms of multiple monitors ricocheted in your skull, punctuated by waves of discomfort. You remember someone in scrubs placing a blue plastic breathing mask over your nose and mouth, and then darkness.

Part IV of The Boyfriend

#mayans fx #mayans mc #mayansmc #taza romero #taza romero x reader #taza romero imagine #mayans mc imagine #mayans oneshot #che taza romero

[callsign-dexter]

Race Against Time

Summary: A fight erupts in the Strand-Reyes household that has Carlos taking Mini TK's side. Not wanting to be around her father, TK, she runs off not knowing that a freak snowstorm was going to hit Texas. Now it's a race against time to find her before it's too late.

Pairings: TK Strand x Daughter!Reader, Carlos Reyes x Daughter!Reader, TK Strand x Carlos Reyes

Warnings: angst, fluff, almost freezing to death, fighting

Mini TK

Masterlist

In all honesty, Y/N never liked fighting with her parents, especially TK. TK was her lifeline and even though he hadn't been there when she was born or with her in her early years, he was certainly making up for it. So when they fight it breaks them and Carlos. Carlos may have never wanted kids, or at least not yet, but when he met TK's little girl everything changed. Y/N is both of their's whole world even if she doesn't know it.

Y/N didn't like keeping things from her parents but for some reason, she thought this had to be kept from them, what a mistake that was. She wanted to go to a party that her boyfriend, Max, was throwing and attending. Her dads never really liked this boyfriend of hers and thought he was a bad influence. After some persuasion from her and she promised not to fall for his traps they let her date him. The party was on a Saturday and it was a Friday night so now she had to persuade them to let her go and if they said no then she was going to sneak out.

They had just sat down for dinner when she thought it was a good time to bring it out. "Hey, a friend of mine is having a party this Saturday. Can I go?" She asked as she took a bite of her food. TK and Carlos looked at each other.

"Which friend?" Carlos asked after we swallowed and before he took a drink of his drink.

"Kathleen." Y/N said liking the way this was going. Even though that was a lie and Max was throwing the party.

"Are her parents going to be there?" TK asked and when Y/N didn't answer they knew the answer.

"If no parents are going to be there, then it's a hard no." Carlos said

"You guys never let me have fun. It's just one unsupervised party. Max is going to be there." She said getting angry.

"The answer is no especially since Max is going to be there." TK said and she huffed.

"Oh come on! You guys are never going to like him if you don't trust him." She exclaimed

"He doesn't give off very good vibes Cariño." Carlos said trying to stay calm.

"You said you were going to give him a chance." She said and they both sighed.

"We will but not when he's going to be at an unsupervised party with our daughter." TK said and she huffed. They finished their supper in silence, once she was done she stormed off upstairs.

It was a Friday night which meant that both of her parents had to work well into the night, well TK would be working a full 24 hours and Carlos an 12-hour shift. She smiled when she remembered that. They were both going in at 10 PM and it was just now 9:50 PM. Carlos and TK were getting ready and discussing if they really wanted to leave her alone, but they both came to the conclusion that she was a smart girl and that she would make wise decisions. They liked to think that they raised her right. As both the parents were done they walked to the bottom of the stairs. "Y/N, we're about to leave!" TK yelled out and she came downstairs even though she was mad at them she still loved them. When she got down they hugged each other and said their goodbyes and love yous to each other and they were off. Now she just had to wait until they were completely gone. The party started at midnight and would last well into the night and morning. She watched them leave and smiled to herself and waved when they waved at her.

Alright! They're gone! Wanna come over and get ready with me?

Kathleen: I'll be over soon!

Y/N smiled and threw her phone onto the bed and they began to get ready. The two girls talked and giggled. "How did you convince them to go?" Kathleen asked and Y/N shook her head.

"I didn't. They said no but Papa is working until 10 AM and Dad is working a full 24 hrs. I'm planning on staying with Max for the night." She said with a smirk.

"You sneaky little shit." Kathleen said and slightly slapped her on the arm as they both giggled. As 11:59 PM rolled around both of the girls were out the door and heading to Max's house, she noticed that it was colder than usual and wished that she would’ve worn warmer clothing. They got there right at midnight they walked into the house and Y/N greeted Max with a kiss and then a couple of minutes later the party was in full swing.

Around the 30-minute mark, Y/N lost track of Kathleen but she didn't care she was with Max and she had a couple of drinks in her. Her parents would be so upset with her but what they didn't know won't kill them. She was having a great time and nothing could stop it.

3 AM is when the party died down and officially ended at 4 AM. Max was there to make sure everyone was out and then it was just him, Y/N, and Kathleen. They all three looked at each other and then headed into the living room where they sat and talked. "This was probably the best party you've thrown." Kathleen said looking at Max and he smiled.

"I have to agree with that. I'm so glad you guys could come." Max said as he threw an arm over Y/N and she snuggled into him. Kathleen yawned and then they all laughed.

"Well, I better get home. Y/N you staying?" She asked and the other girl nodded.

"Let me know when you get home." Y/N said and Kathleen nodded and made her way out. Max and Y/N both decided that it was time to head to bed and Max would deal with the aftermath later. 10 minutes later she got a text from Kathleen that she was home and now she could sleep in peace.

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Max and Y/N slept until their alarm went off at 9:30 AM. It was hard for them to get up neither wanting to leave each other's arms but she had to get home. She got up and put her shoes on and they both headed downstairs the house was trashed but neither of them cared and Max said he would take care of it later. She kissed him and then he was watching her be on her way. He hated that she had to leave but knew that she took a risk and came to the party.

When she stepped outside she shivered. When did it get so cold? She thought to herself as she made her trek back home. When she got to her driveway she saw Carlos' car in the driveway and froze, she would've stayed there much longer but the wind blew and sent a shiver up her spine. Maybe he was in bed and she could go through the front door but then he just got home so her bedroom window it was.

It was really starting to turn cold as she began climbing up the short distance to her second-story room. "Holy shit it's cold." She said to herself as she put one leg through her window that was thankfully unlocked and as she ducked to bring the rest of her body in she thought she was in the clear but she was in fact not.

"What do you think you are doing?" Carlos said and she froze she pulled her body into the room and looked at him.

"Just getting a fresh of breath air." She said and he frowned and crossed his arms.

"Did you go to the party that we said that you couldn't go to?" Carlos said and she didn't say anything "You know I'm going to have to tell your father about this." He said as he pulled out his phone and her mouth dropped.

"What? No. It was just one party and everyone was safe despite the alcohol being there." She said and they both froze.

"What did you just say?" He asked and she shook her head as her eyes widened. Just as one of them was about to speak the door opened.

"Guys! I'm home!" TK said and both of them were still silent. "Guys?" TK said as he walked up the stairs still in his uniform.

"What are you doing home?" Y/N asked TK as he took in the scene before him.

"Dad let me have some time off. Weather is coming in. What is going here?" He asked and she bent her head as Carlos answered.

"I just caught our daughter sneaking into her room after she snuck out to go to the party we told her not to go." Carlos said and TK's expression turned into one of rage and disappointment. "There was alcohol involved as well." He added and Y/N looked up.

"I didn't drink of it. After the party I stayed with Max and Kathleen went home. I wasn't going to walk back home in the dark." She said

"So not only did you lie to us about Kathleen throwing the party it was actually Max." TK said and she knew that she was defeated and when neither of them said anything they walked out and headed downstairs and she followed. When they got to the living room they turned to her.

"We are disappointed in you. We raised you better than this. We're grounding you." Carlos said and her jaw dropped.

"What? That is not fair! It was just one party and I learned from my mistakes." She said almost pleading.

"Not going to happen. You're grounded. End of story." TK said and she huffed and she stormed out of the living room and into the kitchen and they followed her. "Where are you going?" He added and she turned to them.

"I'm going to Max's house. I don't know when I'll be back." She said and stormed out of the house before her fathers could stop her. They looked at each other not knowing what to do but hopes she gets somewhere before the storm hit.

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Y/N was in fact heading to Max's house but then it turned colder and it started to snow. This was not good. She had been walking clearing her head before she headed there that had been 6 hrs ago. She didn't even grab a jacket or anything to keep warm. Max lived several blocks away more into the country side of Texas. As she was walking to passed by another person that was walking trying to get out of the storm.

"Hey! I think we need to find shelter!" The male said and she nodded her head "I'm Nate Adams!" He shouted as the wind started to pick up.

"I'm Y/N Strand!" She shouted back the snow was falling faster and getting thicker. "Hey there is a cabin further up! It should be a good place to take shelter!" She said and they fought their way through the blizzard to the cabin. As they were climbing a steep bank of snow Y/N tripped and fell and into a puddle that hadn't quite frozen yet.

"Woah! Are you ok?" Nate asked as he helped her up.

"No, I'm freezing." She said a the wind died down but not for long. They made it to the cabin where they were luckily able to get in due to it being unlocked. By they time she got in her teeth were chattering. She sat down on the old couch as Nate looked around as she tried to warm up.

"There isn't any firewood and this place looks abandoned. I could go out but it would be a risk." He said and she shook her head as she shivered.

"Not worth the risk." She said as her teeth chattered.

"We need to find a way to get you warmed up." He said looking around once again. She really got a good look at him. He was tall about 6'0" and fit with some muscles. He had perfectly styled blonde hair that was cut short, but in a cute way, and some brunette was showing. He was handsome. Much cuter than Max if she had to be honest.

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TK and Carlos were at home it had been 6 hrs since she had slipped out of the house and had ran off. They were getting nervous so what do they do? They call their fathers and let them know what is going and to keep a look out for the teenager. First they called Owen then they called Gabriel both letting them know that they would keep and eye out for her. Then they reluctantly called Max but he said that he hadn't seen her since this morning. Carlos came up behind TK and hugged him. "It's all my fault." He said and Carlos shook his head.

"No it's not. She has every right to be upset. We'll find her and she'll be just fine. She's a fighter after all. Look at who her dad is. She gets it from you." Carlos said and TK turned around kissed him. They both decided that they would go back to work that way they could help look for her and it would keep them from spiraling. They just hoped that she was ok not somewhere warm and safe.

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It was now into the 14th hr and Y/N was doing worse. She didn't feel cold anymore and that scared her. Nate had given her his jacket hoping that would warm her up and it did but she was still in wet clothing which was defiantly not helping. She wanted to close her eyes but fought against it. She shakily grabbed her phone and found that it was nearly dead, she forgot to charge it last night. Everything felt numb and her phone didn't stay in her hands for long before it fumbled out of her hands. "I think I should go look for help." Nate said and she shook her head.

"No it's too dangerous." She said though it was coming out slurred.

"I promise I will be back." He got his phone "What is your number?" He asked and she gave it to him he saved it and sent a text and her phone dinged. "Now you have my number and can call me if I'm not back in 30 minutes." He said and she nodded and was going to give him his jacket but he shook his head. "Keep it. I'll be ok." He said and she got comfortable and he headed out. She hoped he would be back.

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Carlos spent most of his time at the 126 that way he could be close to TK. Everyone was sitting around waiting for a call hoping they wouldn't get one and hoping they would at the same time. When they bells went off they took off and Carlos was right behind them. They had gotten a call about an unconscious teenager but they didn't get any other specifics. TK and Carlos along with everyone else hoped it was Y/N that way she would be safe with them but at the same time not because they didn't want her to be freezing. When they got to the destination they got to work. Everyone deflated when they saw it was a male and not a female. "What do we got?" Tommy asked as they got to work on him.

"16 year old male. Hypothermia. Unconscious." Nancy said as they began to move him and he started to wake up. "Sir, do you know where you are?" She asked.

"Y/N. Cabin." He said shivering TK and Carlos looked at each other.

"What about her? What's your name?" Carlos asked

"She's in the cabin about 20 minutes from here. Name is Nate." He said and then fell unconscious. Everyone looked at each other and seemed in agreement Nancy and Tommy would take him and the rest would head up to the cabin.

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When 30 minutes came up she called Nate but before it could even ring her phone died and she groaned and put it in her pocket. She had gotten up from the couch and in the center of the living room. Why? She didn't know why, it just made sense in her head. The wind was howling and she could see the snow falling and had probably blocked the door. She was fighting so hard not to close her eyes but the darkness was inviting and it felt warm. She wanted to be warm. Before she could even begin to close her eyes there was shouting and banging on the door but she didn't have the strength to get up and open or make a sound. "Y/N if you can hear me, we're coming to get you." Carlos said but she didn't register it has being him everything was underwater and fuzzy. There was banging on the door and the windows and there was a crash and cold consumed her.

"Y/N!" TK hollered out and ran to her with Carlos right behind him. "Princess, you're ok." He said and when he laid hands on her he winced she was freezing cold and her clothing was like ice.

"Dad? Papa?" She said in a quiet voice and he pained them.

"We're here Cariño." Carlos said and bent down as both parents cradled her.

"So cold." She said and then fell into the more than welcomed darkness. This panicked them and everyone else in the room.

"Ok, everyone start making a clear path and Carlos you're going to drive her to the hospital." Owen said and everyone nodded and got to work. Carlos picked his and TK's daughter up and started to walk out of the cabin and straight to his car that had the heat blasting. He sat her down in the backseat and TK got in the back with her and hugged her trying to get heat to her and wake her but neither was working and that was scaring him. Carlos sped out of the country road and onto the main road with Owen and the rest of the crew behind them.

"How is she doing?" Carlos asked looking back in the review mirror and then back to the road.

"Not good. How close are we?" TK asked working on his daughter, something he never hoped he had to do.

"Here." Carlos said and threw the car in park and opened the back door for them both as TK grabbed her and they ran into the hospital. Owen had called ahead and warned the hospital and they were waiting for them. TK rattled off what was happening and they took off to begin the warming up process and hopefully the waking up process and hoping that they weren't too late.

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3 hrs is how long the 126 had to wait for any news on Mini TK and they were a nervous wreck. If she was anything like her dad then tragedy and hospitals are going to be in her future.... a lot. They let Kathleen know what was going on and they let Max know too but only one responded. When her doctor came out they called out her name and the fathers and Owen walked up to her. "She very hypothermic and currently in ICU. Her body temperature was 89°F and we are getting it back up slowly. With her body temperature being low her body went into shock and sent her into a coma. We're currently monitoring her. We're only allowing two people to be with her at this time. Although people can stop in to see her only two people can stay the entire time." She said and they nodded.

"We're her fathers. We'll be staying with her." TK said and she nodded and lead them the way to her. When they got to her they felt their hearts dropped. She had been intubated and serval IV lines running to her. They took a seat beside her and waited. Everyone had left to finish out their shifts but they were right back at the hospital waiting on news.

Andrea, Gabriel, and Owen were the ones that stayed the most since they were Mini TK's grandparents. It was going into a week and nothing had changed. They did get information on Nate and he was awake and recovering. When he heard that she was in the hospital too he decided to pay her a visit. He asked the nurses where she was and they led him to her. Carlos and TK looked up when they heard a knock and they smiled and he returned it and walked into the room when they motioned him to come in. "Hey, you don't know me. I'm Nate Adams. You're daughter and I took shelter together." He said and both fathers agreed that they liked him better than they did Max.

"Thank you for getting our daughter to safety." Carlos said and Nate nodded. "How are you doing?" He asked.

"Better. I'm being released in a day or two." He said and they nodded and he sat down when they offered him a seat. They talked and got to know him and they really liked him. He eventually had to go back to his room but he promised to come and visit when he was able to and that made them smile.

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It was during the night when she started showing signs of waking up. Both parents were asleep but woke up when they heard rustling and alarms blaring. Nurses rushed in and pushed them out of the way just as soon as Mini TK's eyes shot up and she began coughing. Orders were thrown out and they got her extubated and then once her doctor was happy with everything she left. Carlos and TK walked up to her and she smiled at them "I knew you guys would find me. I'm sorry for walking out and then getting caught in a snow storm." She said then her expression turned to one of seriousness "How's Nate?" She asked and they smiled.

"Hey, it's ok. We forgive you and we're both sorry." Carlos said.

"As for Nate. He's doing good. He came down to visit you earlier today. We really like him." TK said and she smiled and blushed. They talked for awhile and everyone came by to see her and bring her presents. They kept her in ICU for a few more hours when they were satisfied with her improvement they brought her to a regular room and wanted to keep her for at least two more days.

During those two days she was fussed over by Carlos and TK and everyone else. Kathleen had came to visit and they gossiped about everything especially Nate. Max had yet to answer texts or calls or even show up. While TK and Carlos went to get something to eat after her telling them that she would be fine they reluctantly agreed and went down to the cafeteria. She was watching TV when she heard a knock on the door and her thinking it was one of them members of the 126 told them to come in and then she looked over and saw Nate. "Nate! How are you?" She asked.

"Better now that I know you're ok." He said sat down in the chair beside her. She blushed madly.

"I tried to call but my phone died when I hit call." She said and looked down and he smiled and took her hand.

"Hey, its ok." He said and she smiled.

"How did they find you and me?" She asked

"Apparently someone called 911 and when they found me I told them where you were." He said and she smiled "I lost consciousness soon after and woke up here." He said with a smile. They continued to talk and it was real easy to talk to him. They liked the same things and had the same hobbies. They had so many things in common more so than her and Max. She really liked Nate better than Max even after one day. After all they did survive a freak blizzard together.

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Carlos and TK were walking back up from the cafeteria and when they reached her room they paused. Inside was Nate and Y/N talking and seeming like they were enjoying each others company. They decided to let the two teenagers talk and they would come back later. As they were walking they smiled for several reasons. 1. Their daughter was ok and would make a full recovery. 2. She found another friend and hopefully an even better boyfriend. They really liked the idea of him and her together despite them not wanting her to grow up but if its with someone they like and someone that would treat her right and save her from a blizzard.... then that is a win in their book.

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Masterlist

Doing this so people on mobile have access as well! pray for me, this one is going to suck.

Last updated: 6/29/22 at 4:24 PM

*** = smutty

911

Evan “Buck” Buckley:

Dating Evan Buckley ~ Headcannons

Everything Will Be Okay ~ Imagine

Riding Evan Buckley ~ Imagine ***

Evan Buckley x Strand!reader headcanons

Strand!Reader Proposal ~ Headcanons

A Little One of Our Own ~ Imagine

Fluffy Alphabet ~ Evan Buckley Edition

The Scariest Day ~ Imagine

NSFW ABC ~ Evan Buckley Edition ***

Blue Octopus ~ Imagine (Flufftober)

Eddie Diaz and Bobby Nash:

Guilt ~ Imagine

Eddie Diaz:

Smutty Alphabet ***

Dating Eddie Diaz ~ Headcanons

After Hour Diner ~ Strand!Reader imagine

Adult Sleepover ~ Imagine ***

9-1-1 Lone Star

Marjan Marwani

Sibling Surprise ~ Ryder!reader imagine

Judd Ryder:

Being Judd Ryder’s sister ~Headcanons

Judd and Grace:

This is Your Home Now ~ The Ryders x teen!reader imagine

Judd and Grace’s Love Story

Wine Dance ~ Judd x Grace x bestfriend!reader imagine

Mateo Chavez:

Dating Mateo Chavez ~ Headcanons

Nervous!Mateo Asking You Out ~ Headcanons

First Kiss ~ Headcanons

Protective!Mateo ~ Headcanons

Mateo Has A Crush On You ~ Headcanons

Fluff Alphabet: Mateo Chavez

First “I Love You” ~ Headcanons

Birthday Surprise ~ Headcanons

Married To Mateo ~ Headcanons Affectionate!Mateo~ Headcanons

TK Strand:

Being TK’s Twin Headcanons

Carlos Reyes:

Being Carlos’s best friend ~ Headcanons

S.W.A.T

General:

20-David’s Reactions to Street’s Breakup ~ Preference

20-David + Rocker’s Hobbies ~ Preference

Bad Day ~ Preference

Jim Street:

Fake Social Media

Dating Jim Street ~ Headcanons

NSFW Street Headcanons

Donovan Rocker:

Dating Donovan Rocker ~ Headcanons

Jim Street x Donovan Rocker, aka Dim:

Dim Dating ~ Headcanons

A Letter To You ~ Imagine

It Will All Work Out ~ Imagine

Chris Alonso:

Dating Chris Alonso ~ Headcanons

David “Deacon” Kay:

Dating Deacon ~ Headcanons

Dominique Luca:

Dating Dominique Luca ~ Headcanons

Fluffy Alphabet ~ Dominique Luca Edition

Anniversary Surprise ~ Imagine

Nervous, Can’t Show It~ Headcanons

Victor Tan:

Dating Victor Tan ~Headcanons

Love You Until The End ~ A Bonnie Lonsdale x Victor Tan story

Let’s Make a Family ~ A Victor Tan x Bonnie Lonsdale Story

Jim Street x Victor Tan

I Can’t Lose You ~ A Jim Street and Victor Tan One Shot

Prodigal Son

Malcolm Bright

Dating Malcolm Bright ~ Headcanons

Magnum P.I.

General:

S/O Injured || Preference

Thomas Magnum

Date Night with Thomas ~ Headcanons

Cuddling Thomas Magnum ~ Headcanons

All I Want ~ Imagine

Juliet Higgins:

Dating Juliet Higgins ~ Headcanons

Gordon Katsumoto:

Dating Gordon Katsumoto ~ Headcanons

Sex with Gordon Katsumoto ~ Headcanons ***

Station-19

Jack Gibson:

Jack Gibson’s Instagram

Dating Jack Gibson ~ Headcanons

Car Accident ~ Imagine

Seal Team

General:

Seal Team Preference: How they comfort you during a bad and and/or ill

Jealousy ~ Preference

Seal Team Preference: Self-Defense Training

Testosterone Time: A Seal Team Preference

Date Nights ~ A Seal Team Preference

Hurt S/O ~ A Seal Team Preference

Protective Bravo Team ~Seal Team Headcanons

Fallen Eagle ~ A Seal Team Oneshot

Sonny Quinn:

Dating Sonny Quinn- Headcanons

Moving in With Sonny Quinn ~ Headcanons

Going Through Hell ~ Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

The Proposal ~ Sonny Quinn Headcanons

NSFW Alphabet ~ Sonny Quinn Edition***

Fluffy Alphabet ~ Headcanons

Clay Spenser:

Dating Clay Spenser ~ Headcanons

Moving in with Clay ~ Headcanons

NSFW Alphabet: Clay Spenser ***

The Proposal ~ Headcanons

Daddy-Daughter Fun ~ Imagine

Stress and Relax ~ Imagine

Fluffy Alphabet: Clay Spenser

Future Home ~ Headcanons

Trent Sawyer:

Dating Trent Sawyer ~ Headcanons

Fluffy Alphabet ~ Trent Sawyer Edition

NSFW Alphabet ~ Trent Sawyer Edition ***

Brock Reynolds:

Fluffy Alphabet ~ Brock Reynolds Edition

Smutty Alphabet ~ Brock Reynolds Edition ***

Meet My Dad ~ Brock x Carter!Reader Imagine

To Deploy, You Go~ A Brock Reynolds x Carter!Reader imagine

Dating Brock Reynolds ~ Headcanon

Eric Blackburn:

Breakfast in Bed ~ An Eric Blackburn imagine

Meet My Love ~ Imagine

Full Metal:

Sex with Full Metal~ Headcanons***

Trent/Full Metal:

Hold On to the Stars~ Imagine

Trent Sawyer & Full-Metal Series:

After Action Argument ~ Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

The Sister Becomes Known

You Shouldn’t Be Alone Part 1

CODA SERIES MASTERLIST The Carter-Sawyer Collection Part 1

The Blackburn Collection

The Reynolds Collection

The Carter Collection

CSI

Gil Grissom:

Sex With Gil ~ Headcanons ***

Chicago PD

Jay Halstead:

NSFW Alphabet ~ Jay Halstead Edition***

Criminal Minds

Derek Morgan

Dating Derek Morgan || Headcanons

Spencer Reid

First Date with Spencer Reid

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Lifeline - Part 18

Summary: (First Responders!AU) Moving to Los Angeles and living with your brother, Thor, was never part of your plan nor was being a 9-1-1 dispatcher, but plans change when you are faced with your own emergencies. In your case, it was leaving behind a relationship that wasn’t as perfect as it seemed. Will this be the fresh start you were hoping for or will your past find a way to catch up with you?

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Odinson!Sister Reader

Word Count: 3800+

Warnings: Angst, blood, violence

Lifeline Masterlist / Main Masterlist

After receiving information from dispatch about the location of Billy’s cell phone, Thor called in an anonymous tip to Fury’s team, but instead of waiting around, Nat and Thor pulled onto the interstate, following the cellphone south to San Diego. 

Thor stared out the window, resting his elbow on the window railing with his chin in his hand. “I’m sorry, Natasha, for acting like a jerk earlier. I know you were doing your job and following orders. I would’ve done the same.”

“We’ve good,” Nat replied, giving him a once over. “You doing okay?”

“I keep thinking everything will be okay, and everything will work out--” he rubbed his eyes “--but um, I don’t know… I don’t know what we are going to find when we get there? Is she gonna be mad at me, is she going to be hurt, is she gonna be…” Thor took in a sharp breath, clearing his throat. “Billy threatened to kill her once before, you know, and he almost killed Steve. I’m afraid of what we are going to find.”

“Don’t think like that,” Natasha reassured, patting him on the shoulder. “We’ll find her.” She bit her lip, nodding to herself for her own reassurance. “YN’s strong…and with everything she went through, she rebuilt her life and herself. Billy might have her, but I have a feeling he has no idea who he is dealing with now.” 

Thor nodded, “If Billy lays another one of his grimy hands on her, he will suffer a fate worse than death. He’ll be…”

“More dead?” Nat asked, trying to contain a chuckle in this highly stressed situation. 

“Yes, but I was thinking more like being stuck in rush hour traffic for the rest of his life,” Thor smirked, trying to keep the conversation light. 

“Oh yes, that sounds so much worse.”

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“Where are we going?” You questioned, sneaking a peek at Billy, gripping the steering wheel. 

“We’re starting over. I’m saving us from this tricky situation you put us in.”

You leaned back into your seat, chewing on the inside of your cheek. “Right, because everything is my fault,” you grimaced, rolling your eyes. “Why don’t you get it over with and kill me? I mean, isn’t that your plan.”

“WHOA, WHOA, WHOA,” Billy retorted, widening his eyes. “I can’t imagine my life without you. Why would I want to kill you, YN; I love you. You’re all I have.”

“But, that’s it, you don’t have me,” you mumbled, wringing your hands together. “I just never got a say in the matter.”

He huffed out a breath, shaking his head. “What’s with this attitude?”

“Well…what more do I have to lose? I lost my friends and family…like yesterday, and now, you’re all I have,” you admitted with a shrug. “It’s what you wanted, right? Me and you, both ghosts, living in the shadows, or did this car come with new identities, too? Oh wait, is that what’s in the duffle bag in the backseat?”

“Why would you think that?” He narrowed his eyes, licking his lips.

“Well, a creepy guy with a scar and milky eye drops off a car at a gas station. Now, doesn't that sound like the start of a bad joke? I mean, he definitely didn’t look like a criminal or a bad guy in his dark suit, and his name sounded so original, Agent Orange. I think I know a few people by that name.” You pressed your lips together, tilting your head. “On the other hand, if he looked like a dad, wearing crispy white boys on his feet, jean shorts, and a polo shirt. It would have been an immediate red flag.”

Billy smirked, shaking his head. “Luckily for you, you don’t have to worry. I have our lives all planned out, but I did miss your snarky attitude. Whatever happened to it?”

“I will give you a hint,” you leaned over the center console, “if you look in a mirror, you could probably spot the reason.” 

“Touche,” He added, cracking a smile, making the corners of his dark eyes crinkle. He gently grabbed your hand in his, sending an unpleasant shiver through your body, and brought it to his lips, kissing the back of your hand. You tried not to make a face as he lowered your conjoined hands back onto the center console. 

“I want you to know it isn’t going to be like this forever. We’ll get past this like we always do. I will forgive you, you will forgive me, and we’ll start over in this new city, meet new people, and create a whole new life for ourselves.” He squeezed your hand. “You can forget about the life you created yourself because you're never going back to that. This is our chance to start over...together.” 

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Nat pulled up behind two other police cruisers and a Chrysler 300 Black Sedan. Thor jumped out before she could get it into park and jogged up to the Chrysler but was stopped by Fury's hand. 

“Thor, for what do I owe this pleasure?” Fury asked, his one eye-widening, looking him up and down.

“Is she here? Is my sister here?” Thor gulped, looking past Fury to try and get a better look, but the officers were retreating away from the vehicle. 

“No, she’s not.” Thor’s shoulder sank, letting out a breath. “But, I assume you were the one who called in the anonymous tip.”

“Me… anonymous tip…no, no, that doesn’t sound like something I would do.” He shook his head while Nick stared him down.

“Odinson, I listened to the tape, and it sounded just like you.”

“Did it? Huh?” Thor rubbed his chin, staring hard at the ground.

“Seeing it will be better if we just work together at this point. I want you to know that we were able to recover the video surveillance from your sister's home, and we can confirm it was her husband, Billy Russo.” 

“I told you this. I told you the night it happened.” Thor shook his head. “And it’s her ex. Ex-husband,” Thor corrected, placing his hands on his hips. “So what…we have nothing now?”

“Russo is smart and is playing his moves carefully. He knows what he is doing, making all the right moves, but he'll mess up, and when he does, we will find him.”

“Wouldn’t expect anything less from him given his background,” Nat stated, coming up to stand next to Thor. “Are we even sure this is the right vehicle?”

Fury narrowed his eyes at her, raising his voice. “Believe it or not Ms. Romanoff, but we do know how to track a phone and find a vehicle.” She smirked at his change in attitude. “And for your information, there was a 911 call placed earlier this morning from a gas station near San Diego. A mother and daughter found a note with YN’s name, Russo’s name, the vehicle description, and the license plate number. It said to give this information to the police. This would explain how Russo’s phone ended up in this car.” Nick pointed over his shoulder at the Chrysler. “YN made a smart move, but Russo must have pulled a fast one on her and switched cars at the last minute, so it doesn’t do us much good right now.”

“Did they see YN at all? Was she okay? Was she hurt...”

Fury held up his hand, and Thor shut his mouth. “Yes. The woman mentioned her looking a little beaten up but seemed hopeful.”

“When I find this bastard, I am going to…” Thor bit his tongue, clenching his fist and punching it into his palm. He mumbled to himself, shaking his head, stepping away from them.

“How’s your friend in the hospital? Any word yet?” Fury asked Nat, who narrowed her eyes at the scene behind him.

“He’s in recovery now. They're keeping a close eye on him.”

“Good.” Fury’s eye caught on to Thor’s unexplainable gestures while he paced back and forth. “What would you say about getting your friend a bulletproof vest; he looks like he could do something reckless.”

“I do have an extra one in the cab; I’ll give it to him for safe measure.”

“Excellent.”

“Since this is the correct car, who is the man behind the wheel? Any connection to Russo?” Nat questioned, staring at the black sedan. Thor returned, giving Nat a reassuring nod.

“We haven’t looked into much yet, but his name is William Rawlins. He is the COO of Cerberus and says it’s a company vehicle but doesn’t know who used it before him. He checked it out to run a quick errand over his lunch break, but we are headed back to his office now to look over the record logs.”

“What’s Cerberus?” Thor asked, looking between Nat and Nick for more information.

“It’s a security firm in San Diego, but I think they have different branches all over the country now. It protects public officials, and they also have a private investigating sector that started up a few years ago. I was on a case with one of their ‘agents’ as they call themselves, and he was an asshole.” Nat informed him, Nick nodded in agreement.

“Sounds a lot like Anvil,” Thor added, rubbing a hand over his scruff. “If this is a company vehicle, then someone must be helping Billy. For all we know it’s this Rawlins, and he’s playing us.”

“As much as we want to speculate at this point, it’s too early to tell.” Nat shrugged, and Fury nodded.

“Why would Cerberus remind you of Anvil? What is this Anvil?” Nick inquired, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Oh, it’s a security firm Billy works at in New York City. He’s in the private investigating sector there.”

“Is there any reason to believe that Anvil is a branch of Cerberus?” Nat raised a brow at him, and Thor narrowed his eyes, processing the information.

“If there is a connection between the two, this could be it,” Nick answered.

_____________

You sat back in the passenger seat, opening up the glove box, seeing a map of California, New Mexico, Nevada, and Arizona. “Where is this new home of ours going to be?”

“You’ll see,” Billy replied with his elbow resting on the door and his head in his hand.

“What are you going to expect me to do? Am I going to get a job, or are you going to make me stay at home and be your trophy wife?”

“Would that be a bad thing? It’s not like you liked being a 911 dispatcher.”

You swallowed, wringing your hands together. “But, I did.”

He scoffed, shaking his head.“You like being in the action, getting dirty in the line of duty, and seeing it first hand. You don’t like being behind a desk, waiting to answer a monitor every time a call comes in.”

“I might not be where the action is, but I am still helping people. I might not see them or get to meet them, but I’m here to help them with whatever they are going through. Using your voice to help is hard, but sometimes that’s all people need to hear to put them at ease and give them a sense of safety.”

“Hmmm, okay,” he snorted, smirking into his hand. 

“You have to give me something.”

“I don’t have to give you anything,” he grumbled, running his hand through his hair. 

“Well, how do you expect me to trust you again if you don’t tell me what’s going on?”

He licked his lips, a slight smirk tugging at his lips. “Trust me; You want to know how you can trust me? That’s rich because I could ask you the same question. Can I trust you?” 

“You don’t have to trust me, but don’t you think I should know what we are getting into. Shouldn’t we at least have a plan once we get to where we are going? People ask questions, Billy, and don’t you think it would be a good idea to figure it out before we get there?”

Billy remained silent, gripping the steering wheel tight. He licked his lips, scrunching up his face enough to form a crease on his forehead. “Do you think I’m an idiot? How do I know that if I tell you, you aren’t going to use the first phone you find to call someone.”

“You don’t,” you answered with a shrug. “But you’re gonna have to trust me a little eventually if you want to make us work again.”

He glanced between you and the road, fighting a battle in his head. He clenched his jaw, letting out a defeated breath. “You’re right; you’re always right.” He licked his lips, shaking his head. “I’m giving us the fresh start we both need, and everything we need is in the bag in the back.”

You turn in your seat, reaching for the bag, and put it on your lap. You unzip it, staring at the contents inside. A rubber band was wrapped around new Arizona IDs and new passports with new names on them. A container with an assortment of keys and enough cash that could get you through at least a few months. 

You reached into the bottom of the bag and pulled out three framed pictures of you and Billy. One of you posing and smiling at each other when you first started seeing each other, another one of you at the wedding altar saying I do, and the third, standing close to each other on your honeymoon with the ocean behind you. You swallowed, staring at each one. They were supposed to bring back happy memories, but it only brought back the nightmares this relationship turned into. 

“It’s not a home without a few personal touches, right?” Billy shot you a warm smile, and as much as you wished it was sincere, you knew it wasn’t.

“Right,” you breathed, putting everything back and tossing it in the backseat. “So we are moving to Phoenix, then what?”

Billy raised his eyebrows. “We’re going to lay low for a bit until this mess dies down, and I can trust you again.” He throws you a quick glance, rubbing his gauze-wrapped wrist where Cosmo bit him. “Then, once we are a happy couple again, I’ll be taking on a new position at the Cerberus Phoenix branch.”

“What do you expect me to do once we are a happy couple again?” You bit your lip, feeling a lump rise in your throat. 

“Let’s not get into specifics right now.” He reached over and grabbed your hand.  “I want you to focus on forgetting about your life in LA and everyone in it. They’re not important anymore. It’s you and me, together forever, like we always planned.” He nodded, squeezing your hand for reassurance. 

You gave him a quick nod, fighting the tears threatening to escape. You turned your head to look out the passenger side window. The world outside was becoming a blur, and you were stuck inside with Billy, and there was no way to get out. He had a solid plan that left little room for error. Once they arrived in Phoenix, you wouldn’t exist anymore; Billy wouldn’t exist anymore. You would disappear, and those you cared about would be left wondering. Wondering if you were okay; wondering if you were even still alive; wondering how they let this happen to you. You blinked, feeling a few tears escape down your cheeks as you swallowed back a sob. Your friends, family, and Steve were gone, and right now, you might as well be too. 

____________

The police unit pulled into Cerberus, following the Chrysler through the electric gate and up the short drive until they came across a facility beyond the gate. It was a modern building, heavily secured and well secluded from the main road. 

Fury and Nat walked behind Rawlins while Thor stayed towards the back, taking everything in. He readjusted his bullet-proof vest underneath his shirt and sweatshirt, trying to get used to the tight feeling around his upper body. He didn’t want to wear it, but Nat insisted.

Inside the building, everything had white and gray tones to it from the furniture to the walls. Everything looked pristine and clean, almost like they were hiding something. Thor smiled at the lady behind the front desk, causing her to blush. He continued following the rest of the group up the floating steps to the second floor to an office at the end of the hall.

Fury and Nat began questioning Rawlins, sitting behind his desk. Thor stood off towards the back of the room, half-listening and half scanning his surroundings. If something was connecting him to Russo, he wasn’t going to talk about it; instead, he would have to search for it. 

His office looked like every big wig’s office he’d seen in the movies.  Floor to ceiling windows, showcasing a beautiful view of the trees on the property. Another wall was lined with artwork and a few bookshelves, filled with books that were probably more for show than actual reading. Thor’s eyes traveled to the walls behind him, noticing a bunch of framed photos hanging on the wall in sort of a college way. He took a step closer, noticing how each frame had an engraved plate under it, stating what branch of Cerberus it was and its location.  

“Would anyone else have access to company vehicles?” Fury asked with his pad and pen in hand.

“No, only company employees.”

“Does that include employees from other branches of Cerberus or just current in-house employees, so to speak.”

“Nope, all employees from any branch are welcome to a vehicle as long as they have proper ID,” Rawlins answered, leaning back in his chair. “Who is the young lady that is missing? Maybe one of my teams can assist you. We don’t do many missing person cases, but we are more than happy to help.”

“Oh no, that won’t be necessary,” Fury replied, holding up his hand. “But, we do have reason to believe you know the captor.”

“I’m sorry.” Rawlins looked taken aback, and in some ways, offended. “But this is news to me. I have many employees, so you will have to be more specific.”

Thor read off the frames one by one and glanced at every single picture. He needed to find a connection so he could find you. He clenched his jaw, reading the plates: Vistacorp, Arizona; Vancorp, Texas, and his eyes stopped on the next photo. He didn’t even need to read the plate to know it said Anvil, New York City. He narrowed his eyes at the picture, seeing Rawlins shaking Billy’s hand, and he had that stupid smile on his face that could win everyone over. 

“His name is Billy Russo.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t recall anyone by that name.”

Thor growled, tearing the picture off the wall, starling everyone, and marched across the room. “Don’t know him, then why are you shaking his hand in this picture,” Thor shouted, throwing the picture on the desk. 

“Oh, look at that he works at the New York branch.” Rawlins scanned the picture before placing it back on the table. “Why are you including me in this accusation? I don’t have anything to do with him or this abduction. I didn’t even know he was in town.” He sat up straighter in his chair, folding his hands together, and placed them on the desk in front of him.

An officer opening the door pulled everyone’s attention away from Rawlins and to the female officer. She handed Fury a piece of paper, whispering something in his ear. Fury nodded, dismissing her. He unfolded the paper, reading what it said before folding it backup and stuffing it in his pocket. “It’s a bit funny how this picture is saying one thing, and you’re saying something completely different. It’s like the picture is lying, and you are telling the truth. I don’t know what I am supposed to believe.”

“I am telling the truth. I have had no contact with--” he pulls the picture back to him “--this Russo since this picture.”

“Then, why was Russo the last person to check out the car, and according to this, he has yet to return the vehicle back to this facility. So how did you check the car out at noon if it wasn’t even on-site?”

Rawlins sat on the other side of the table, staring blankly at the three of them. He licked his lips and tilted his head at them. “Huh? How about that?” He let out a dark chuckle, shaking his head. “Well, I honestly thought it was going to take you longer to figure it out, Detective Fury, but you surprised me. All of you did.” He pointed to each of them, his sinister smile never faltering. 

“Where is she?” Thor growled, leaning over the table mere inches from Rawlins's face.

“That’s the thing about Billy,” he licked his lips, challenging Thor. “He is sneaky and quiet. He can hide in plain sight, is fast on his feet, and knows just the right time to strike. If you haven’t found them yet, you aren’t going to. They're both gone, and you’re going to have to live with the fact that you failed her.”

Without further hesitation, Thor punched him straight in the face and knocked him to the floor. Thor slid across the desk to find Rawlins, clutching his broken nose as it bled into his mouth. Thor grabbed him by the collar and punched him again when an officer rushed over and dragged Thor off of him. Thor grunted, pushing the officer into the wall with his nostrils flaring. He headed right back for Rawlins, but Nat stood in his path, pushing on his chest and forcing him to stop.  

“Forget about him. Don’t listen to him, Thor,” Nat commanded. “He’s not worth it; put this energy into finding YN and Russo, and then take it out on him.” Thor stopped in an instant, giving her a quick nod.  

The officer that held Thor back went over to Rawlins and put his face down on the hardwood floor. He started reading him his Miranda Rights and slipped the cuffs around his wrists.

“You’re lucky only your nose is broken, and both your eyes don’t match, asshole,” Thor threatened as Rawlins was escorted out of the office. 

“Feel better?” Fury asked, standing up from his seat.

“No,” Thor answered in a gruff voice, leaning against Rawlins desk and crossing his arms across his chest. “He’s right, you know…Billy is good at hiding. I mean, we didn’t even know he was following her.” He ran a hand down his face. “He does this for a living. Reads crime scenes, follows the evidence, finds suspects, and solves cases. He knows what we are looking for and makes sure to drive us in the opposite direction. He is good at what he does and probably even better at making someone disappear.”

______

 AN: Thanks for reading Part 18! Just when you think they have something to go on, they are one more step behind. Thor sure did sack Rawlins pretty good though, but he did deserve it. And it's a good thing Rawlins was slacking on his paperwork, or maybe he just didn't have time to change the name to who checked the car out! 🤷‍♀️ On the plus side, at least they were able to track Billy's cellphone (the wrong one, but it was something), they know about the note she left in the gas station, found 'the other guy' but still got nothing...or do they?! 🤔 Not sure if any of you understood the crispy white boys reference, but it's usually the white tennis shoes dads wear on their feet! It's an Instagram reference me and my friends use all the time now! 😂😂 I will say she is getting more confident and seems to be pushing all the right buttons to get information from him, but he isn't giving much away. And can she trust him enough to know that he is telling the truth? The plot thickens...as always thanks for reading! Comments are always welcome! 

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[ladyorlandodream]

Lady Dimitrescu-tag FanFiction List PART 5

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 part 6   part 7

871) Another Story DLC (Chapters in progress)

872) Oh, To Be The Lady's (Chapters in progress)

873) Rust (Chapters in progress)

874) Serendipity (Chapters in progress)

875) Mechanical Hearts (Chapters in progress)

876) Bela’s Pet (Chapters in progress)

877) The day the earth stood still (Chapters, Completed)

878) Parasite: Karl Heisenberg x Oc (Chapters, Completed)

879) A Life Of Peace (Chapters in progress)

880) Obscenum (short story)

881) I can't believe I am stuck with y'all (short story)

882) Oneshots and Headcanons For RE8 (Chapters in progress)

883) Countenance (Chapters in progress)

884) Drain You|(mostly) Gay Resident Evil Oneshots (Chapters in progress)

885) Payback (short story)

886) The Devil In I (Chapters in progress)

887) Maiden's Cum (short story)

888) A Jewel To Be Won (Chapters in progress)

889) The Fugitive (Finding Home)

890) Resident Evil Village: A Different Path (Chapters in progress)

891) to be body and nothing else (short story)

892) connoisseur of comfort (Chapters, Completed)

893) A Great and Terrible Beauty (short story)

894) In League with Dragons (Chapters in progress)

895) Helpless (short story)

896) The Dragon’s Den (Chapters, Completed)

897) I Don't Wanna Go (short story)

898) Ladies of the Night (short story)

899) The Dimitrescu Line (Chapters in progress)

900) Devotion By Choice (Chapters in progress)

901) Lady Dimitrescu captured by Umbrella (short story)

902) Roses and Thorns (Chapters in progress)

903) For the Lords (Chapters in progress)

904) A Meeting in Snow (Chapters in progress)

905) a lesser woman (Chapters in progress)

906) Wings (short story)

907) Fools in Love (short story)

908) For All Eternity (Chapters, Completed)

909) Safe Now (short story)

910) Resident Evil: Village Incorrect Quotes Resident Evil: Village Incorrect Quotes

911) Flesh and Blood (Chapters Completed)

912) Past Memories, New Body (Chapters Completed)

913) The Safe Room (short story)

914) ... (Karl Heisenberg x Reader/OC) (Chapters in progress)

915) Something Other Than Shame (Chapters in progress)

916) Protector of the Home (short story)

917) A Spark of Redemption (Chapters in progress)

918) Karl Heisenberg x OC (Chapters in progress)

919) The Killing Cure(Chapters in progress)

920) Soliloquy (short story)

921) Souls of Iron (Chapters in progress)

922) Her Pet (short story)

923) call me by your lover (Chapters Completed)

924) Living in My Demise (Chapters in progress)

925) Metal Gun and Love (Chapters Completed)

926) With a voice like that, there is no need for choirs (short story)

927) Astraphobia (short story)

928) Babysitter (short story)

929) Iron Heart ➢ Karl Heisenberg x FEM!reader (Chapters in progress)

930) Shared Nightmare (an OC / Resident Evil: Village fanfic) (Chapters in progress)

931) I'll Always Come Back (short story)

932) Impossible Tasks (Chapters in progress)

933) What Mothers Do (short story)

934) From Desperation Blooms Life (Chapters in progress)

935) Forbidden Desires (Chapters in progress)

936) Requests for the Dimitrescu! (short story)

937) His Doll (Chapters in progress)

938) Only the hallowed wade in ponds of azure (short story)

939) Stay a night.. (Chapters in progress)

940) Sleeping Beauty (Chapters in progress)

941) Peace through Superior Firepower (Chapters Completed)

942) Like A Lamb to the Slaughter (Chapters in progress)

943) Snugglebugs (short story)

944) Lost Descendant (Chapters in progress)

945) The Countess and the Lord (short story)

946) Better Yourself (short story)

947) A Herculean Effort (or two) (Chapters in progress)

948) before blood and water, there was only thirst (Chapters in progress)

949) Resident Evil Imagines (Chapters in progress)

950) Charade (Chapters in progress)

951) 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬. (short story)

952) Life at castle Dimitrescu (short story)

953) Peaches & Roses (Chapters in progress)

954) The Price We Must Pay (Chapters Completed)

955) Ivory Keys, Ivory Buttons (Chapters Completed)

956) Helping Bela dye her hair (short story)

957) A starter guide on how to be your teacher's favorite student (short story)

958) Her Most Precious Treasure (short story)

959) Hazbin Hotel x Helluva Boss x Resident Evil Cast (Main Games) (Chapters Completed)

960) Chrysanthemums and Amaranths (short story)

961) Belas Fear (Chapters Completed)

962) The Storm That Started It All (Chapters in progress)

963) Door #2 (Chapters in progress)

964) Kiss my knuckles and beg me to hurt you (short story)

965) And then there were five (Chapters Completed)

966) Delicate (Chapters in progress)

967) In The Dead Of Winter (Chapters in progress)

968) Numb (Chapters in progress)

969) bow and arrow (short story)

970) A Tear in the Timeline: What If? (Chapters in progress)

971) The Cure to Poison (Chapters in progress)

972) Firestarter (Chapters in progress)

973) Always and Forever (Chapters in progress)

974) Daughter Dearest (Chapters in progress)

975) Always and forever One-shots (Chapters in progress)

976) Tangled in Red {HIATUS} (Chapters in progress)

977) Plaything (Chapters in progress)

978) Held It In (Chapters Completed)

979) The Wolf and the Iron Steed (Chapters in progress)

980) Village of Secrets (Chapters in progress)

981) Is this an Adventure or a Horror? (Chapters in progress)

982) The Blood Stained Snow at the Bottom of the Hill (Chapters in progress)

983) Calamity (Andrea) (Chapters in progress)

984) Ophelia (short story)

985) Forging the Way Forward (Chapters in progress)

986) Go Gently (short story)

987) Innocent mistakes (short story)

988) Sânge Primordial (Chapters in progress)

989) Ignoring Canon: Poor Hobo Mechanic (Chapters in progress)

990) Agreeing at a price (short story)

991) Tainted (Chapters in progress)

992) The Legend of Zelda: Trope Wars (Chapters in progress)

993) Oh My God, You're Chris Redfield (Chapters in progress)

994) Blood Hydrangea (Chapters in progress)

995) Listen to me countess (Chapters in progress)

996) I Push, You Pull (short story)

997) Reincarnation (Chapters in progress)

998) The Long Mile (Chapters in progress)

999) Brought to Light (short story)

1000) to love and to lose (Chapters Completed) 1001) Two Shorten the Road (Chapters in progress)

1002) Wonderland (Chapters in progress)

1003) Village of Shadows (Chapters in progress)

1004) Family Pet (Chapters in progress)

1005) Deadly Nightshade (Chapters in progress)

1006) Heavy Metal Lover (Chapters in progress)

1007) What Could Have Been (Chapters in progress)

1008) Maybe...? (short story)

1009) room for growth

1010) Never They Will Not (Chapters Completed)

1011) When the Gears Start Clicking (Chapters Completed)

1012) The Four Families (Chapters in progress)

1013) Fine Things (Chapters in progress)

1014) Oneshots (Chapters in progress)

1015) A Honey Soaked Lullaby (short story)

1016) The Pet and the Pendulum (Chapters Completed)

1017) The Heisenberg Option (Chapters in progress)

1018) Lady Dimitrescu Isn't That Bad If You Ignore That She Tried To Kill Me! (short story)

1019) She Lit A Fire (Chapters Completed)

1020) Remove Your Hat! (short story)

1021) Reset (short story)

1022) Steel and Ash (short story)

1023) Stranger in a Strange Land (Chapters in progress)

1024) The Lady's Wife (Chapters in progress)

1025) The many joys of a broken life (Chapters in progress)

1026) The Lord of House Zamfir (Chapters in progress)

1027) The Morning After (short story)

1028) the coffee maker (short story)

1029) SUBJECT 06 (Chapters in progress)

1030) Defective (short story)

1031) “ Happy Birthday! ” (short story)

1032) Anything for You (Chapters Completed)

1033) the flowers are dead, fruit doesn’t taste the same (short story)

1034) A New Home (short story)

1035) Criminal (Karl Heisenberg x Original Character)

1036) Living with man-eaters (Dimitrescu and daughters x male reader) (Chapters in progress)

1037) What If We Had The Choice? (short story)

1038) Mrs. Crocodile (short story)

1039) Step On Me Tall Lady (short story)

1040) Drinking Pal (short story)

1041) The Deal We Made (ReaderXHeisenberg) (Chapters in progress)

1042) Nimble Fingers (short story)

1043) One day, the flower shall bloom (Chapters in progress)

1044) Multi-Verse Crack-shots (Chapters in progress)

1045) Family Matters (Chapters in progress)

1046) Pretty Little Thing (short story)

1047) Sweet Sacrilege (Chapters Completed)

1048) Self Indulgence (Chapters in progress)

1049) Deeper Roots (Chapters in progress)

1050) Karl Heisenberg: Five Star Fuckup (Chapters in progress)

1051) The Crows (Chapters in progress)

1052) The Apprentice (Chapters in progress)

1053) Lycanthropy (Chapters in progress)

1054) That was a Choice... (Chapters in progress)

1055) Already Dripping For Me, Pet? (Chapters in progress)

1056) Oh Heathens, Mine (short story)

1057) Black song, white scales (short story)

1058) Seal Lullaby (short story)

1059) The Iron Briar (Chapters in progress)

1060) A maiden's tale (short story)

1061) Terroir (short story)

1062) In the Face of Evil: A Resident Evil Village AU (Chapters in progress)

1063) Jedem das Seine (short story)

1064) Eye of the beholder (Chapters in progress)

1065) Together (Chapters in progress)

1066) BelaDonna Collection [HIATUS] (Chapters in progress)

1067) Ghost Love Score (short story)

1068) Poison & Rust (Chapters in progress)

1069) Acceptance (Chapters Completed)

1070) simple favours (short story)

1071) Red Fish, Blue Fish (Chapters in progress)

1072) The Snowfall Conundrum (Chapters in progress)

1073) Dinner for Two (short story)

1074) Make Me Holy (short story)

1075) A midsummers night monster (Chapters in progress)

1076) Don’t post this without a title- me (Chapters in progress)

1077) The Fisherman's Daughter (Chapters in progress)

1078) The Monsters We Find (Chapters in progress)

1079) Social Engineering (Chapters in progress)

1080) Look After Them (And Try Not to Make too Much of a Mess) (short story)

1081) Hearts of Stone (short story)

1082) The Iron Alpha (Chapters Completed)

1083) An Act of Kindness (Chapters Completed)

1084) Pursuit Of A Maiden's Heart (Chapters in progress)

1085) Iubirea Lui Pierdută | Karl Heisenberg (Chapters in progress)

1086) Venomous Cure (short story)

1087) Karl Heisenberg x m!reader oneshots (Chapters in progress)

1088) Eat of Me, Drink of Me (short story)

1089) Bittersweet (short story)

1090) Worst holiday ever...unless? (Chapters in progress)

1091) New in town (Chapters in progress)

1092) The Steel Omega (Chapters Completed)

1093) Psychic Attraction (Chapters in progress)

1094) Start Running (Chapters in progress)

1095) Рухлядь (short story)

1096) Blood War Rebellion (Chapters in progress)

1097) Rewarding Myself (Chapters Completed)

1098) can you feel my heart? (Chapters Completed)

1099) An evening in the castle (short story)

1100) Carrion Eating and Other Such Transgressions (Chapters in progress)

#LADY DIMITRESCU #LADY ALCINA DIMITRESCU #ALCINA DIMITRESCU #RE8 #RESIDENT EVIL 8 #LADY DIMITRESCU FANFICTIONS #HOUSE OF DIMITRESCU #COUNTESS ALCINA DIMITRESCU

[charlesleclerc2003]

Rescued

Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader (Platonic)

Summary: The reader finally escapes her abusive family covered in cuts and bruises. She unknowingly knocks on Jensen's door and promptly collapses.

Warnings: Assault, passing out, possible TRIGGERING content, hospital, talks of abuse, injuries, blood, scared reader, concerned Daneel and Jensen, Jensen and Daneel adopting reader.

If anyone can think of any warnings I've missed please let me know either in a ask or personal message. I want to make sur that I set Warnings correctly.

Word Count: 1,350

A/N: I thought of this off the top of my head whilst cooking dinner and thought I'd share it with all of you.

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Your POV

You stumbled down the road, the screaming of your parents echoing in your ears. Tears steaming down your face you glance back at the hell hole that had been your home for the past Y/A years.

It all started when your parents came back drunk, yet again. Your father had stomped into your room, belt in hand and proceeded to hit you, you had grown accustomed to it. Usually he stopped within a few minuets, but not this time. He just kept hitting, the belt leaving large welts across your back. You tried getting away but he wasn't having any of it. Pulling you back by your hair. Gathering the strength you bring your elbow back into his groin, forcing him off you.

Scrambling to your feet you push towards the front door, only to be stopped by your mother. She had a beer bottle in her hand and started hitting you with it. Breaking immediately, shards of glass dug into your skin. Blood already dripping onto the floor. Shoving her hard, she landed on the glass coffee table knocking her out cold.

Forgoing shoes you threw open the front door and bolted out into the street. The pavement was hot against the soles of your feet, but you didn't care. You would do anything to get away. Your father stuck his head out of the door and started screaming profanities at you, along with your mother. It only succeeded in spurring you on further.

You ran until you could no longer hear their screams , until your lungs burned for air and your muscles screamed in protest. Glancing down at yourself, you saw the multitude of cuts and bruises that littered your body. Even though you were Y/A you were small.

Looking around you found you were in front of a fairly large house. Taking small steps, and stumbling occasionally, you reached the large black door and weakly knocked. Your vision swam as the door was pulled open. There was a tall man stood in grey sweatpants and a black tee stood in the door.

Jensen POV

There was a light knock at the door, too light to be Jared. Getting up I opened it seeing a small girl, littered with cuts, swaying on my doorstep. All of a sudden she collapsed and whacked her head on the frame. Quickly crouching down I checked if she was breathing, letting out a sigh of relief when she was.

Pulling out my phone I called an ambulance.

"Jay? Who is it." Daneel asked walking towards me.

"She just showed up on the door step, Dee she's covered in cuts." I replied trying to rouse the girl. Nothing was working.

I told the 911 call handler what had happened and where we were, whilst Daneel kept the kids away. They didn't need to see this. Before long an ambulance and police pulled up to take the kid to hospital while the police questioned me on what happened.

Your POV

You woke to the annoying sound of beeping in your ear. Groaning you open your eyes only to be met with bright white. Closing them again a soft female voice comes from your right.

"Hey, how you feeling?"

You open your eyes again, turning your head you see warm brown eyes and flowing red hair.

"Sore." You mumble, with a small smile. Glad to finally be away from them. After Y/A years you were free, or so you thought.

"Yeah, I'd imagine you would be. Your parents are in the waiting room, they want to see you."

Your eyes widened, as you shook your head violently.

"No please, don't let them in, please I beg you." Your heart rate sped up as well as your breathing.

"Hey calm down sweetie, we won't send them in if you don't want to see them. Just breathe for a sec." The red haired woman soothed.

Nodding, you sucked in a few heavy breaths, instantly feeling calmer.

"That's it, I'm Daneel but you can call me Dee if you want." You nodded as the door opened and a man walked in. Tensing up you grab Daneel's wrist, as you notice he had something in his hand.

"It's okay, it's only my husband. This is Jensen." Daneel wrapped your hand with hers.

"How are you?" Jensen asked, standing behind Daneel, bending down to give her a kiss on the cheek.

You shrugged, wincing when it pulled at the cuts on your back and chest.

"Her parents want to come in." Jensen whispered to Daneel. You didn't hear already feeling sleepy. Closing your eyes, sleep enveloped you.

Jensen POV

"No don't send her parents in, she freaked out when I told her." Daneel replied, glancing at the now sleeping girl.

"Do you think they did this to her?"

"With her reaction, I'd say yes. Who would do this to their own flesh and blood?" Dee sighed, brushing some hair away from the girls face. A few tears slid down both of our cheeks as we sat in silence.

"What if we adopt her? Then she could have a loving family, one that wouldn't hurt her. That would give her unconditional love." She sniffled, looking up at me.

"Yeah, I think she'd like that." I smiled.

The next few days were long, or they seemed that way at least. We spent the entire time learning everything there was to know about this girl.

Her name was Y/N, she loves the colour Y/F/C, she's always wanted siblings, and a dog. She loved the idea of us adopting her. Her parents signed over custody immediately, with no hesitation.

We brought the kids to meet her, JJ insisted on calling Y/N het big sister already and Zeppelin and Arrow quickly warmed up to her. Jared came round with Gen and met her, they left the kids with Jared's parents so Y/N didn't get overwhelmed.

When the time came to take Y/N home Dee's parent's took the kids so she could settle in. She had a room close to ours, In case she had a nightmare. So far if one of us was in the room with her she would sleep peacefully.

We ordered pizza and watched tv for a while until Y/N fell asleep in my lap, my fingers running gently through her hair.

6 Months Later

Your POV

You've been with the Ackles for six months now, and they've been the best six months of your life. They even threw you a birthday party, you've never had a birthday party before. Everyone accepted you so quickly, it was like you had always been a part of their family.

Sure there had been setbacks, like when Jensen's brother, Josh, met you the first time. He had came at you a bit too quickly and frightened you. You hid behind Jensen shaking for a while until Jensen calmed you. Now it was like that had never happened, Josh was always telling you funny stories about Jensen.

Or when you went up to Vancouver for the first time, to watch Jensen film. The yelling and noises sent you back almost all the way back to square one. From then on Jensen always made sure that if you were with him that during those scenes you were in either his or Jared's trailer.

For all the set backs, there has been massive steps forward. Like calling Jensen dad for the first time. There were lots of tears spilled and lots of hugs given, the same with calling Daneel mom for the first time.

The first time you went to a party or brought a boy home, those were especially big occasions.

You finally had a normal and happy life. With a family that didn't want to hurt you. One that loved you for who you were, they treated you like a person rather than a punching bag.

More importantly they treated you like you were their daughter. That was something you had never had, but now you had it you wouldn't change it for anything. They had rescued you, and for that you were forever thankful.

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A/N: Another part of my mysteriously deleted chapters. Also, I know the gif is from Season 5, but who cares.

The Accident

5 Minutes Before The Crash

Eddie's POV

I was very confused about how I feel. I just met a girl that I might like, but I'm trying to fix what I had with Shannon. I had to talk to someone. That someone ended up being Buck. "I'm just so conflicted. I want to be with Shannon, but I felt something when I talked with Y/N. I mean, Shannon is Christopher's mother, but Y/N and Chris clicked right when they say each other," I told Buck while restocking the truck. "You got all that from watching a girl walk your son to class?" Buck asked, giving me a confused look through the truck window. "Your one to talk. You still stay in your "girlfriend's" apartment, even though she has been in another country for 2 months," I say back. "You asked for my opinion, so don't catch an attitude. Also, Abbie will be back," Buck argues.

I just look at him and raise my hands, showing him I'm surrendering. We finish restocking the Firetruck and head upstairs. We sit down in the lounge. "But, if you want my opinion. I think you should get to know this girl. Don't ruin your relationship with Shannon over a girl you hardly know. Even though she is Christopher's teacher, she may not be all you thought her to be. I mean, you did get this feeling from her picking up Chris from the office." For once since I've been here, Buck gives good advice. "Thanks, man," I thank Buck. The bell rings, and we both groan and roll our eyes.

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Bobby's POV

'She's here. I know it could be anyone, but I have a feeling. I don't think she would forgive me. Even before the fire, I didn't give Y/N the attention she deserved. Maybe it was best I stayed away. She could have been one of the victims of my stupidity. I think I should find her and explain.'

The same things have been going through my head ever since I heard Buck and Eddie talk. How do you tell your family that you have a secret daughter? The bell rings, making me leave my thoughts here for the sake of the victim.

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Flashback to 2000

Narrator's POV

Bobby and a 7-year-old Y/N sit in a cafe in Minnesota. Bobby ordered a coffee and a danish, and Y/N ordered a hot chocolate and a cookie. Times like this made Y/N happy. She had alone time with her father, and he wasn't working. "Daddy, where were you last weekend?" Y/N asked her father with a slightly sad tone. "Well, I had to work. You know my job can get busy." Bobby didn't know how to tell his daughter that he found someone.

It had been 2 months since Marcy and Bobby started dating. Bobby didn't know how to tell his daughter that there is someone else, but he did know that he would have to tell her someday. Today was the perfect day.

Bobby decided to lay the information on his daughter calmly. "Honey," Bobby started getting the attention of his daughter, "Do you remember when I was talking to the lady that had a niece on your soccer team? Well, she and I talked, and we went on a couple of dates." Y/N's face lit up. She instantly went into excited mode.

"How did they go? You have to tell me everything," she was basically jumping in her seat when she realized, "Wait, that was 2 months ago. Why am I just hearing about this now?" Bobby chuckled at his daughter's playful antics. "Well, I had to make sure she was awesome for my beautiful princess." Y/N giggled while drinking her hot chocolate.

Y/N accepted that she couldn't be the only person in her father's life to make him happy. What she didn't know is that, when his second child was born, she wouldn't get the same attention. It only got worse.

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The 118 exits the truck, seeing the 3 car collision.  The crash was in the middle of an intersection. The cars were in a 'T' position. Athena Grant meets with the fire captain to give him the rundown of the issue. "Car one is the cause of the crash. Car one crashes into car two, causing car two to push into car three. Cars one and two have one driver each. Car two with light head injuries, but car three has a woman and child about the age of four, both unresponsive."

Hearing the information, Bobby sends Buck and Chimney to check on cars one and two. Eddie, Bobby, and Hen head toward car 3. Eddie makes it over and sees Y/N. Eddie calls out Y/N's name, worried.

Bobby curiously looks into the car and sees the girl. She looks just like the girl he left in Minnesota but grown-up. He looks in the back and sees a little boy with some of the woman's features. 'I have a grandson?' Bobby thought to himself.

Eddie calls out to Y/N again. Y/N slowly opens her eyes. "Eddie... my son... Zach... help him... first," Y/N tells the firefighter with a raspy voice. "I'll get the boy. You get the woman"

Buck and Chimney make their way over. Eddie tries to open the door, but it doesn't budge.  "The door won't open. Will the back open?" Eddie asks. Buck goes over to the other side of the car and opens the door.

Bobby gets the boy out and passes him to Chimney to get checked out. Buck and Eddie try and get Y/N out from the back. Hen checks Y/N out. "Miss, can you hear me," Hen says checking Y/N's pupils. Y/N responds with a groan and a slight nod.

While Hen and Chimney check out the mother and son, Eddie sees something. Y/N's phone lights up with a missed call from 'Mom'. Behind the notification, Eddie sees a picture of Y/N and a man posing in their Navy uniforms. So far, Eddie got the impression that he and Y/N had a very similar background.

Y/N and Zachary were both put into the ambulance. Athena walks over to Bobby. "What's wrong? It looks like you've seen a ghost," Athena asks with a chuckle. Bobby keeps a very serious look and says, "I did. That was my daughter." Athena looks at Bobby with a serious/confused face and asks, "What?!"

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The One That Got Away (Sonny Carisi x Daughter!Reader) Part 1/2

anonymous inquired:

Hii do you fanfics, imagines for SVU? If so can you do a Sonny x reader where you are his daughter and you try to kill yourself after being raped. The team finds out and hunts the rapist down. If you could make it middle length maybe? It’s ok if you can’t. If you can thank youuu

Trigger Warning(s): mentions of rape, description of rape, suicide attempt, self-harm, language, etc..

Reminder: Spoilers from recent episodes of SVU - so Carisi is ADA now. If you don't like spoilers, please watch/start on Season 22 beforehand. Thank you.

You could still feel the touch of him. How he threw you around like garbage. When you look down at your legs, you see reminders of him. That night was horrifying for you. However, you weren't surprised that you were targeted since you're the daughter of ADA Carisi.

Y/N Carisi - you were born on M/D/Y - having e/c eyes and h/c hair. Despite all that, you grew up near the SVU, so you knew the signs but you felt like you were stupid and deserved this. Like it was meant to happen. You haven't told anyone because you felt ashamed. You know (for a fact) that your dad will literally kill the guy - but you don't want him to risk his job for you.

(POV CHANGE - I/IM/ME/FIRST PERSON)

I came home from school and immediately went to my bedroom. My dad wasn't home yet so I just lay in my bed - and do what I've been doing. I just look at the wall and think. I think about the things I've done, the things I've wanted to do, the things I want to do, and the things that I wanted to do but was too scared to do so.

It's hard being an ADA's daughter because I've seen the threats he's gotten. People have cyberbullied me a lot, which isn't a surprise, but it's still not pleasant. Through my dad, I've felt unsafe because of threats I received - and some of the things that have been done to me.

A few weeks ago, I was raped after my dad won a case. The convicted man's family, who is apart of a mafia, seemed to convey hatred against him. I'm not sure if it's one of them that raped me but I just want to block it out. I want to forget it ever happened but it's not that easy. The past few days have been even harder because the thoughts have gotten worse. My dad knows I struggle with my mental health, in general, but he doesn't know why it's worsened lately. He doesn't know that I've started self-harming again.

It's hard to be alone with all these thoughts - because it's getting harder. I look at the belt nearby and place my hand against the leather. I just want this pain to be gone.

(HOURS LATER; 3RD PERSON POV)

Sonny finally arrived home. He had been trying to get a hold of Y/N but he had no luck. He opened the front door to a silent apartment. He was used to the silence but he felt a different feeling - like something was - like a gut instinct. He knew something was up.

He began to call Y/N's name, "Y/N! Are you home?" Silence. Just pure silence. He looked around the apartment and noticed her backpack on the kitchen counter - so she was home.

He went down the hallway and saw her bedroom door barely shut. He opened the door and he felt his stomach turn. Y/N was hanging from a belt. He rushed to her and unbuckled the belt carefully, so she would fall down, but he grabbed her in time. She placed her on the floor and felt for a pulse. It was weak but she had a pulse.

He took his phone out and dialed 911, before putting the speakerphone on and placing it on the ground. He immediately began chest compressions.

"911, what is your emergency?"

"This is ADA Sonny Carisi of Manhattan. I just came home to my daughter who attempted suicide. Please, send some paramedics and SVU here."

He continued the CPR, "Are there signs of sexual abuse?"

"I don't know but something isn't right. I'm doing CPR right now. Her pulse is weak. Please, hurry."

"Yes sir, just keep doing what you're doing. They're on their way."

Sonny continued to do the compressions, hoping she'd wake up, but she was still unconscious.

"Come on, baby..." He mumbled under his breath, as he continued the compressions.

Minutes went by and the paramedics arrived, along with SVU. They rushed into the house and Sonny stood by, as they began to take her vitals and placed her on a stretcher. Sonny felt like his whole world was turning upside down.

Olivia rushed in there, along with Amanda. "Sonny, what happened?"

"I came home to check on her because she wasn't answering her phone, so when I got here - something felt off and went to her room and found her like this..." He explained, trying to contain his emotions.

"Do you think she was raped?" Amanda questioned, causing Sonny to look down to the ground.

"I don't know but she hasn't been suicidal... I've been with her and something isn't right about this."

Olivia watched them take her out on the stretcher, noticing scratches on her arms, before sighing. Sonny was right. Something was wrong.

Hours had passed and Y/N awoke in a hospital bed, looking around to see her dad and some of his friends. "Dad?"

Sonny immediately rushed to his daughter's side and gave a kiss on her forehead. "How are you, sweetheart?"

She remembered what she did and regret filled her eyes. She placed her palms over her eyes and shook her head. "I'm so sorry, dad..."

"You have nothing to be sorry about, Y/N." Sonny assurred but she shook her head, throwing her hands down on the bed.

"I do, I really do, Dad." Y/N sobbed out, tears beginning to flow down her cheeks. Sonny looked at her and grabbed her hand, rubbing the back of her hand gently.

"Honey, why are you sorry?" She began to tug at the IV, trying to take it out. Machines began to beep uncontrollably, "You're safe, Y/N!"

"Dad, you're gonna kill me..." She yelled out in hysterics, nurses beginning to barge in.

"Sedate her!" One of the nurses shouted. Sonny was forced to get out of the room as he watched her fight off nurses.

"What happened to my babygirl?"

"Sonny..." Olivia began as she placed a hand on his back. "I think she's been raped or assaulted."

Sonny felt himself becoming numb and in shock. Olivia had it wrong, or did she? It would make a lot of sense, though. The huge question was why? Why would someone hurt his babygirl? That question ran through his mind.

Hours passed by and Sonny anxiously paced the halls of the hospital. Olivia had gone in there to talk with Y/N. Sonny knew he couldn't do it and just knew that she wouldn't talk to him about it. Not yet, at least.

"It's going to be okay, Carisi..." Amanda reassured, standing up after sitting in the chair for some time. "We will figure this all out but you need to sit down, you'll make yourself sick."

"I already feel sick and disgusted. I should've known something was off. I should've taken off work when her behavior started changing but I thought it was just teenage things. We've all gone through it..."

Amanda tightened her lips, biting the inside of her cheek. It was really unfortunate. The creak from the hospital room's door interrupted the two. Olivia came out with a clipboard, approaching Sonny at once. "I need you to sit down, Sonny..."

Sonny knew exactly what Olivia was going to say. Either way, nothing would stop the anger evolving inside of him. He didn't protect his daughter like he was always promised. He was already blaming himself.

"She was raped about a week ago. His identity is unknown but she said he had green eyes, black hair, pale skin, and dressed very neatly - but she mentioned that he said it was a warning for you..."

Sonny curled his eyebrows together, bringing eye contact with Olivia. He began to shook his head, grabbing the sides of his face, burying his face into his lap. "No..."

"She said he supposedly was a relative of a case you beat recently."

Carisi pounded his fist into his legs, screaming out, "Damn it!"

He jumped to his feet immediately, rushing toward the exit of the building, anger overcoming him.

"Sonny, you can't pursue this case!" Olivia yelled through the distance. "I have the authority to arrest you and I don't want to do that..."

He stopped in his tracks, turning to her. "You won't let me pursue this but you pursued your buddy Stabler's wife's case..."

"Excuse me?"

"If you can help your old partner out, then you can have my back on this... Either way, I have a feeling on who this is, and no one's stopping me - not even you."

With that, Carisi rushed out of the hospital building, leaving Olivia speechless. She looked at Amanda and audibly sighed.

Carisi got home and skimmed through each case file thoroughly, especially recent cases.

Brown v. Powell

New York State v. Senator Graham

Little v. Brewster

Jackson v. Gallagher

As he went past the Jackson v. Gallagher file, he pulled up the list of relatives for the Gallagher case (the opposing side). He saw Michael Gallagher. He was 35 and had all the features his daughter reportedly claimed. He clenched his hands into fists for a moment before hearing the doorbell ring. He snapped out of it and went to open the door.

In the pouring rain, Olivia stood there. Carisi found himself surprised but grateful.

"I'm sorry..." She gently apologized as she dug her hands into the pockets of her trenchcoat.

"We don't have time for that. I think I found a suspect..."

Olivia widened her eyes a bit as he led her to his office. He began to explain the case to her, which was complicated but expressed how one of the relatives had been sending threats since the trial completed. In which, we have Michael Gallagher.

"This is good... He looks just like the guy she described. This is a good sign, Sonny." Olivia admitted as she pulled out her phone. "I'm going to have them test Y/Ns DNA samples and possibly other DNA matches as soon as they can."

"Thank you, Liv."

She flashed a sly smile at him before she headed out. However, Sonny wouldn't be sleeping anytime soon, so the night would be interesting.

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