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I Won’t Back Down

Luca x female reader

The reader is streets little sister but she is apart of 50 squad with rocker instead of 20 squad with street. And she’s a ray of sunshine always happy but she’s overly reckless while in the field doing whatever she can to save someone else, while she is also Lucas secret crush he’s been pinning over and not telling anyone sense him and street live together in the same house with Chris.

While they weren’t on shift but 50 squad was street had got a call she had jumped over railing on a parking garage lot holding on to a suspect who ended up stabbing her in her side but she didn’t let go of the suspect or the railing and they were getting her to the hospital.

An when they get there they tell them she lost a lot of blood and maybe Luca confesses after when they said they lost her muiltple times an was in surgery after she gets out

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Author Note: Sorry I haven’t done one of these in a second. Work has been killer. I had some inspiration for this one so I’m excited - didn’t mean to make y/n an army vet like the last submission I did - but the girl I’m picturing as y/n is a army vet and it fits the story! deal with it <3. Hope you all enjoy. Thanks for the submission!

I got really into (y/n)’s background here. Sorry not sorry.

Title: I Won’t Back Down - Tom Petty

Warnings: Canon typical violence, loss of blood, Hospitals, recovery, light swearing

Relationships: Luca x reader Protective Brother Jim Street / reader Chris Alonso/Jim Street

Word count: 2583

Y/N “Sunny” Street Background

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After your father was killed, you and Jim were placed in different foster families. Since you were four years younger than him, you don’t remember much of the early days living with your mom or Jimmy. As soon as you turned 17, you decided to join the army to get out of Long Beach, Jim had been in the police academy for a year before that and didn’t have much to say to your decision.

The army was where you got the nickname “Sunny”, cause you were always smiling, even when things were going to shit. And you had the ability to make others laugh and smile with you - something that was treasured on the more difficult days.

After two tours and not re-upping, you settled in San Diego. Deciding to join the police force. It was an easy transition from the Army, and one a lot of service members chose to do. SWAT was never really a goal you had in mind, but you didn’t pass up the opportunity when it was dropped in your lap. And by 27, you had served on the SD Metro SWAT team for just over two years.

Then one day on your way to your apartment, Jim was just sitting on your stoop. Like nothing had happened. Like you both hadn’t missed almost two decades of the other's life. The two of you laughed, cried, and apologized to each other over three bottles of wine and a cold pizza. With promises of doing better by each other from then on.

When you saw an opening at LAPD Metro SWAT you put in a request to transfer, thinking it was a long shot to actually being accepted. You didn’t have anything tying you to San Diego, and you thought it would be good to be closer to Jim again.

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Y/N “Sunny” POV

And now, sitting on the bench in the locker room you couldn’t be happier. Two days from now will mark six months since you joined 50 David.

You shucked out of your bullet proof vest, smiling to yourself after your latest success.

“Sunny! (Y/N)! - that was the best time for the obstacle climb in SWAT! That was killer, girl!”

You just smile and thank whoever yelled out the congrats. It was the first time you competed as part of the 50 squad team. Of course, they paired you against your brother, so you had even more motivation to climb as fast (and safe) as you could. They had been hyping up the “Street vs. Street'' showdown all week.

It was an easy win for you.

You were used to scaling out of your bedroom windows, up trees, over fences, so completing an actual course was a piece of cake in comparison. It also helps that you (fortunately/unfortunately) got your fathers height - which you hold over your big brother’s head at every opportunity.

“She’s got nothing on me when it comes to Move-and-shoots - you’ll see tomorrow (y/n). You’re going down.” Jim was pointing a finger at you and trying to goad you.

“I won’t go easy on you brother. You better bring your A-game.”

“I bring that everyday. Thank you very much.” He sassed back.

Luca POV

Watching the siblings interact was the best form of free entertainment Luca could ask for these days. It definitely helped that (y/n) was easy on the eyes. Looking over at her now, she was still in most of her gear. Slowly unlacing her boots while listening to her brother complain about his loss today.

There was no competition between those two, she completely dominated the course. Jim had mentioned that she always enjoyed climbing, even as a kid. But seeing her in action was incredible.

After Street made a smart ass comment about always being on his game - she smiled that killer smile and cocked her head to the side in faux confusion, “that was your A-game today?”

The whole room erupted in OOOHHHHHHHs as (y/n) once again, roasted Street for trying to come for her. Street wrapped an arm around her neck and gave her a nuggie playfully before she shoved him away, laughing at how red his face was.

It was impossible to not smile with her around. She made the days so much better. He loved having her hang out at the house with Street, Chris and himself. He was always trying to find an excuse for her to come over.

Even last weekend, just the two of them hung out and… and he thought he felt something between them. They had been making dinner together, listening to Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers (her favorite band), when he had pulled her in to dance to Wildflowers. She smiled and swayed with him through the song, singing softly as they went. He wanted to ask her just then, “be my girl, be on my arm, I want to be with you.” but of course - that was the exact moment Jim and Chris came home from walking Duke.

Luca had fumed about it before coming up with a plan. Operation Sunshine. He would be straight forward, buy her flowers (her favorites) and ask her out on a date to the Getty - a place he knows she’s been wanting to visit since moving to LA. It was simple but thoughtful, something she would appreciate. The only problem was she was always with someone else. Her brother, 50 squad, the captain, he could barely get alone time with her! It was driving him nuts. But he had decided. Tonight was the night. 20 David was done for the day after their drills, while 50 David would be on until the night shift. (Y/n) had already been invited over for dinner. He would walk her out to her car that night and ask her. It was perfect. He was ready.

Around five that night, Chris was chopping veggies while Luca worked on browning the meat. After Chris moved in with them, the boys started learning how to cook actual dinners instead of relying on food trucks and takeout.

“So…” Chris began, giving Luca the side eye.

His eyebrows scrunched together, “so???”

“What do you think of Sunny?” He must have blushed because Chris broke out in a huge grin, “ha! Busted! I fricken knew it.” She started chopping veggies again like she didn’t just reveal his big secret.

“How - I… what?”

She snickered at him, “you’re not very good at hiding it. But don’t worry, she thinks you’re cute too.”

THAT through him for a loop. “Yea? You think she’d say yes if I asked her out?”

Chris rolled her eyes, “she’s been waiting for you to ask for like, a month. Luca, of course she’ll say yes.”

When Street came back inside the conversations shifted. They had been discussing the drills they were set to do tomorrow when Street’s phone started to ring.

“Hey man what’s up?”

Luca didn’t take any note of the conversation, focusing on what he was doing on the stove.

“She WHAT?”

That got Chris and Luca’s attention. Their heads both snapped to look over at Jim. Who was now at the entryway trying to tug on his shoes.

Chris rushed over to him, “what’s going on?” she whispered. Luca shut the stove off, watching his friend frantically looking for his keys.

“What hospital are they taking her to?” That sprung them into action, grabbing their coats and keys and following Street out the door. His head was racing - who? Who was going?

“Rocker, how is she? Is she ?”

Luca felt a pit in his stomach drop. Street was furiously wiping at his eyes as he listened to every word Rocker was saying to him. Chris shot a worried look over to Luca. No no no no no no. It’s not-

“We’ll be there - we’re coming.” Street hung up the phone looking at his two closest friends waiting to hear what was going on. “(Y/n) was stabbed while taking down a fucking suspect. They - they said she’s lost a lot of blood. She’s being airlifted to UCLA now.”

Chris grabbed the keys from Luca, who was standing there stunned, “I’m driving, let's move!”

Luca got into the backseat, tugging Street in with him. Street was in a daze, just staring down at the phone in his hands. Luca was not much better, but was trying to be there for his best friend.

“Street she’s tough - she’s just like you. She’ll pull through this.” Chris said, expertly weaving through LA traffic, trying to get to the university. It was never good if they had to airlift someone, the three of them knew that, and were avoiding talking about it.

By the time Rocker and the rest of 50 David got here, they had been told she was in surgery, but that it wasn’t looking good. She had lost a lot of blood.

Jim sucked in a pained breath, his eyes were red from holding back tears. “Luca - I just got her back. I can’t-”

Luca pulled Street into his arms, wiping at his own eyes. The whole way there he tried his best to reassure him that things will be fine, even as he was filled with dread. He looked up at Rocker, who was pacing the waiting room. He must have been thinking it was all his fault - she was a part of his team. “What happened?”

Rocker stopped to look at the three of them. “We had the guy cornered on the third floor of a parking structure. The guy had a hostage - knife to this girl's throat. Y/n came in from the floor above - so she was behind him and was able to distract him. It happened so fast - he toppled them over the side.” He sucked in a deep breath, scrubbing a hand down his face, “fucker had stabbed her - a- a few times. She wouldn’t drop him. Didn’t even tell us she’d be stabbed right away. I’m so sorry Street - I didn’t -”

Street shook his head, “Rocker - you didn’t do anything wrong. That’s just like Y/n - taking care of herself last. After you guys got the guy, the hostage was safe. She was like that when she was little too.”

The hospital waiting room soon filled with all of 50 David, 20 David, Captain Cortez, and Commander Hicks, as they waited to hear some news.

Commander Hick’s was pissed - at who wasn’t clear. “Where the hell is the doctor? It’s been almost three hours!”

The announcement of how much time had passed had sent Street on another spiral of blame. “I should’ve been there for her. I let her down. I didn’t fight for her when I should have.”

Luca was confused, rubbing at his back, “Jim what the hell are you talking about?”

He was shaking, Luca had never seen him like this, not even when his foster brother died. “When I turned 18 - I should’ve tried to get her out of her foster home, so maybe we could’ve lived together. Been a family again. I’ve lost so much time with her. I -”

He grasped Street’s shoulders so he was staring right at him, “Street listen to me. We’re going to get more time with her. She didn’t come back into your life to just leave again. She’s too stubborn for that. We gotta believe in her.”

Chris hugged Street tightly while Luca kept rubbing his back, trying to occupy his hands. Trying to focus on anything other than the what if’s that were plaguing his mind.

Six hours had passed by with no word from anyone

A surgeon came into the crowded waiting room looking a little shocked at the amount of police officers gathered, “(y/n) Street?”

Jim stood up, Chris and Luca holding one of his hands. He was shaking. “I’m her brother.”

The surgeon sighed, whipping at his hands. Oh god. No.

“We’ve managed to stabilize her for the time being. She lost almost 52% of her blood volume, most adults start to go into shock by the time they lose 40%.The medics had to revive her twice before I even got her on the operating table. It was touch and go for a while... She’s tough, I’ll give her that. The next 24 hours are going to be critical for her.”

Luca felt Jim’s legs buckle in momentary relief. She was alive. She was still fighting.

Y/n POV

There was a heaviness to your eyelids as you pried them open, an incessant beeping had woken you up. Tilting to the left you saw your brother curled up in a chair snoring loudly. He’s going to have a back ache tomorrow from sleeping like that. You tried to chuckle lightly then felt a tightness to your chest causing you to hiss out a pained breath.

In the corner of your eye you saw movement, and someone squeezing your hand. You looked over to see the guy you’ve been crushing on for months staring at you.

“How are you feeling?” He whispered. Blue eyes piercing yours and you knew better than to try and play off how shitty you felt.

“Sore - but I’m fine. We got the guy. Right?”

Luca nodded and smiled lightly but it didn’t reach his eyes. He looked down at the hand he was holding before looking back up at you. His eyes were welled with unshed tears, “you really scared us, Sunny.”

Luca’s voice, usually so light and firm when he spoke, was nothing more than a shaky whisper as he continued to talk, “I thought I lost you - and I didn’t even get to tell you how much you meant to me. I kept thinking about all the times I could have - those little moments we had where I should have just blurted out what I wanted to say.”

You could barely breathe while listening to him, you reached out to him with the hand he wasn’t holding and wiped away the tears that spilt over while he was talking. “Say it now. Please, Luca.”

He chuckled and grasped that hand lightly, “Y/n… This feeling I’ve had just keeps growing by the day. Everytime I’m with you, I don’t want it to end. And every time I’m not, I’m counting down the minutes until I can see you again. I’ve never had anything preoccupy my thoughts the way you do. So- so would you be my girl?”

You were holding back tears at hearing his confession. You’ve been waiting literally months for him to make a move. Too chicken to make the first step. He was your brother's best friend, and you didn’t want to be the one to make it awkward. But now, here he was, the man you’ve been waiting for - the answer was simple.

“Yes.”

Luca broke out into his signature smile and gingerly wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head. “This is not how I originally planned on asking you - but I’m so glad you said yes.”

You smiled looking up at him, “you can do it again when I get discharged, however you’d like. I’ll still say yes.”

He smiled and let you rest your head back on the pillows, suddenly exhausted again. “Just rest now, y/n, we’ll talk more later.”

You nodded weakly, fighting to see your eyes open for just a moment more. “You’ll stay right?”

“I’m not going anywhere Y/n.”

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