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goodwhump-temp · 1 year

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Johnny Gage Whump - Emergency! (1972)

======------------ 1x07 Publicity Hound - Seasick, uptight/angry 1x08 Weird Wednesday - Falls down a hill, twists his knee 1x10 Hang-Up - Exposed to radiation, kept for observation ======------------ 2x04 Virus - Exposed to virus, nausea, collapse, hanging from the side of a building, high fever, admitted to hospital 2x05 Peace Pipe - Caught on fire, shot at by sniper 2x08 Trainee - Sweating, exhausted, threatened by a dog, scratched hand (bandaged), pain from needle injection, tumbles down steep/rocky hill, angry outburst 2x09 Women (☕) - Trapped in collapsing building, beam falls on leg (injured) 2x17 Honest - Falls off stairs, smoke inhalation, weak ======------------ 3x01 Frequency - Dying friend, jittery, emotional (sad/angry), emotional bonding with Desoto 3x05 Heavyweight - Pulled deltoid muscle, sling 3x06 Snakebite - Bit by rattlesnake, self administers IV, weak, unconscious, admitted to hospital, makes everyone worry 3x07 Promotion - Ceiling collapse, injured leg, falls from ladder, admitted to hospital 3x08 Insomnia - Insomnia 3x10 Zero - anxiety/stage freight, embarrassed 3x13 Understanding - Hostage, held at gunpoint, threatened 3x20 Floor Brigade - Slips on ladder, falls/lodges himself between metal bars, hurt ribs, sore/weak, wind knocked out of him, x-rayed 3x22 Inventions - Laryngitis, trouble breathing ======------------ 4x06 Surprise - Caught in building explosion, banged around, falls down stairs, broken leg, scratched face, imply he was unconscious for a long time (he sounds like open na noor) 4x19 It's How You Play the Game - Punched 4x20 The Mouse - Intervenes in bar fight, pushed, caught in explosion, knocked unconscious, ragdoll body/carried by fellow fireman, head wound, smoke inhalation ======------------ 5x04 Equipment - Angry & Sad at loss of a patient, two friends injured, in despair 5x05 Inspection - Slices his hand, bleeding profusely, bandage 5x22 Nuisance - Hit by a car, in severe pain, weak, losing consciousness, factured tibula and fibula, ruptured spleen, intense stomach pain, body in shock, surgery & recovery, jealous ======------------ 6x05 Fair Fight - Trapped in cave collapse, panicking

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#johnny gage #emergency #emergency!#emergency1972 #john gage #roy desoto #whump #johnny gage whump #john gage whump #whumplist #whump list #emotional whump #emergency whump #randolph mantooth #randolph mantooth whump

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johnnys-helmet · 2 months

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every once in a while i think about how johnny would have every reason to not be that great with kids, being (as far as we know) an only child who doesn't have kids of his own and probably wasn't around kids often before becoming a paramedic and roy has every reason to be great with them as a father of two who's been a firefighter much longer than johnny...and yet johnny is fantastic with kids, even moreso than roy. he's gentle and funny and sweet and patient and he loves them, and he'd make a great father. his niece and nephew adore him and he adores them. he's just such a good man.

#i think about this constantly #i lied about it being every once in a while btw #emergency!#emergency #john gage #e!analysis #johnny gage

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citizenscreen · 5 months

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John Gage directing Rosalind Russell in THE VELVET TOUCH (1948). The crew looks on along with Frederick Brisson, Russell's husband and the film's producer, who is filming her performance with a 16mm camera.

#rosalind russell #john gage #behind the scenes #classic movies #old hollywood

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dogbitethedreadful · 11 months

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#adam 12 #emergency #dragnet #jack webb #pete malloy #john gage #roy desoto #jim reed

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emergency-51 · 2 years

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Birthday Boy

John Gage x Fem. Reader

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 1.3k

“You know, forgive and forget?”

When it came to people you cared about, you tended to pay attention to the finer details. You believed that it could further strengthen a friendship/relationship with someone, as well as show them how much you care about them. You did this out of the goodness of your heart and pureness of your soul. You figured that the more you knew about someone, the more you’d care about them.

This was no exception when it came to John. If anything, you paid extra close attention to the things he liked and disliked. You knew his favorite color was dark blue, he liked his coffee black, the small scar on his left cheek was from the first time he ever shaved, he was a huge momma’s boy, and the list really could go on.

That’s why it was no surprise that you remembered Johnny’s birthday...even though no one else did. John had been sore all morning with his firefighter buddies (minus Roy) because none of them remembered his birthday. Johnny had a tendency to make things a bigger deal than they actually were. He could be a bit...dramatic at times. Sure, they were people he spent a considerable amount of time with, but he had never really mentioned his birthday to any of them. Still, Johnny was a little miffed that nobody remembered, which put him in a sour mood.

You hadn’t even realized that everyone had forgotten his birthday until you arrived at the station before your shift started at the hospital with a little surprise for him. You entered the station quietly, peeking your head into Captain Stanley’s office to alert him that they had a visitor.

“Captain?” You called gently, not to startle him from where he sat at his desk.

His head turned to you, a friendly smile appearing on his face.

“Hello, [Y/N]! Good to see you,” He greeted, standing from his chair. “What brings you by?”

“Oh, I was just dropping off a little birthday gift before I go to work,” You said briefly glancing at the box in your hands. “I’m just going to drop this in the kitchen, if that’s alright?”

You noted his furrowed brows and confused expression, but you figured he was just trying to figure out what was in the wrapped box. You continued your commute to the kitchen, entering just as gently as you had the Captain’s office. You noticed Johnny sitting at the table, cradling a cup of coffee with a aggravated look. Before you had time to process it, the men all looked at you upon noticing your presence, their faces brightened in an instant.

“Hey, [Y/N]!” Chet called from the coffee pot on the stove.

Johnny finally noticed you, his mood changing instantly. Roy noticed his demeanor change and a slight smirk appeared on his face. You and Johnny had it bad for one another. It seemed that everyone knew it...except for you and Johnny. Dixie and Roy knew all the fine details of it though, constantly working to get the two of you set up.

“Hey, Johnny, look! It’s [Y/N]!” Marco teased, smacking John’s arm.

John smiled sheepishly.

“Yeah, I know!” He said giving Marco a glare to get off his case. “Hi.” Johnny acknowledged you.

You smiled kindly, ignoring the burn in your cheeks.

“Hi, guys. I’m sorry to show up unannounced,” You began, turning your full attention to the man you were there to see. “I brought you a little something for your birthday, Johnny.”

His heart felt like it exploded into a billion pieces. You remembered his birthday? And brought him something? He swore that he fell more and more in love with you every single time he saw you. He was shocked and grateful at the same time for an overwhelming blend of emotions. A hint of a blush crept onto his cheeks as he tried to process what you were saying.

“Birthday?” Mike questioned. “Did we forget your birthday, Gage?”

Your smile faded at his question. You were suddenly afraid that you had gotten his birthday wrong, and that was an embarrassment that you did not want to face.

“It is today, isn’t it?” You asked for clarification.

Johnny’s mind finally clicked and he responded.

“No, yeah it is today!” He said still grinning.

Roy was having a hard time hiding his amused expression, desperately sipping from his coffee cup as he tried to keep a neutral face.

“Looks like we all forgot it was today.” Stanley added, entering the kitchen.

“Shoot, Gage. Is that why you’ve been so cranky today?” Chet asked. “I feel terrible to be honest. We had no idea.”

Johnny was quick to defend himself.

“I wasn’t cranky! Just disappointed was all.” He claimed.

“Disappointed?” Roy asked in disbelief. “You’ve been acting like they ran over Boot!”

Your smile returned. Your translation: he was upset everyone forgot. You approached the table next to where he sat.

“By any means, I hope this can make up for everyone,” You piped up to ease the tension. “It isn’t much...”

You set the box in front of him, his eyes glittering with excitement. It was a plain white box with a red bow wrapped around it. He noticed that the cardboard of the box was slightly chilled. Everyone crowded around him nosily to see what it was. He tore the bow off and folded the top wings back to reveal something that almost made him faint. Inside was a delicious looking cake he had ever seen. He looked at it with a slightly dropped jaw, he looked to you and back to the cake. He fell speechless. You shyly spoke for an explanation.

“I remembered that you said your mom used to make you a double chocolate cake with chocolate icing when you were a kid...and that it was always your favorite,” You meekly confessed. “It’s probably not exactly as good as your mom’s though...”

“Are you kidding? I don’t even know what to say,” Johnny said feeling astonished. “This looks incredible! Thank you so much.”

He was overcome with emotions at that moment. Such a small gesture meant so much to him.

“I just hope you’ll share with your fellow firefighters,” You teased. “You know, forgive and forget?”

He chuckled at that, lifting the cake from the box and setting it on the table.

“I think everyone can get one piece...but that’s it!” He clamored.

Roy made a mad dash to the fridge, grabbing the carton of milk to pour everyone a glass before Johnny changed his mind. Mike took it upon himself to cut everyone a piece of the glorious cake. Johnny was still a little awestruck, and the cake was the last thing on his mind as he continued to look at you.

You looked at your watch to break the eye contact for fear of melting into a puddle. Coincidentally, you saw that you needed to get to work.

“I’d love to stay, but I’ve got to get to the hospital.” You announced.

The men called out scattered goodbyes, but Johnny stood from his seat and approached you.

“Let me walk you to your car.” He offered.

The two of you exited the kitchen together, the atmosphere buzzing with adoration. You walked through the truck bay, only to stop at the right side of the squad when Johnny stopped walking.

“[Y/N], I really am at a loss for words. You didn’t have to do that for me.” He said feeling bad you went through the trouble.

“Oh, it was no problem. Anything for my favorite paramedic.” You flirted lightly.

His heart fluttered at that. Between the cake, remembering his birthday, and your kind words, he got a surge of confidence. He leaned forward and kissed you as if he wasn’t going to probably see you within the next few hours. Your brain short circuited, but you quickly melted into it when you realized what had just happened. You hadn’t quite imagined your first kiss to go this way...but it was honestly better than anything you could’ve dreamed up.

His hand came to the side of your face to pull you closer to him. You worked your lips as if you’d done it a hundred times. You only pulled away once you both felt the stare of 5 pairs of gazing eyes from the kitchen doorway. Your eyes diverted to your shoes and Johnny’s cleared his throat as if he hadn’t just thought about taking you against the side of the squad.

“Right. Uhm...I’ll-uh, see you at the hospital later, I’m sure.” He said recovering with a wide grin from getting caught making out with the woman he’d been eyeing for so long.

“Yeah. I’ll see you later.” You said sweetly, dashing off before any of the guys had a chance to tease you.

Johnny returned to the kitchen, the other men’s eyes following him like he was the president. He had a little pep in his step now as he sat to eat his cake. Roy felt accomplished, proud even of his junior partner. Johnny took a bite of cake and almost fell out of his chair. The cake wasn’t only delicious.

It was the best cake he’d ever tasted.

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katb357 · 2 years

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Sicktember 21: “Does This Look Infected to You?”

C. Kelly/J. Gage/R. DeSoto/Emergency!

Thanks again Xav!

Chet came into the dayroom holding his finger up in the air, a pained look on his face. He showed it to John and asked him. “Does this look infected to you?”

It wouldn’t have bothered Johnny, but it was the third time he had asked someone that shift. For a paper cut, for cryin’ out loud!

“C’mon Chet! Knock it off, ya big cry baby!”

Chet looked offended. “No seriously, paper cuts can get infected and that's big trouble! I could lose my finger!”

“I can’t even see the cut! Just wash it out with soap and water and slap a Band-Aid on it and you’ll be fine.”

“I did that yesterday, and it's still red and sore. I tellya, it's infected! What kind of paramedic are you when you don't recognize an infection when you see one?!”

John rolled his eyes. “So get Roy to look at it.”

Chet scoffed, “You're a lousy paramedic, you know that? Sheesh! Roy! Where are you?!

Roy came into the room just then and had heard John. “Look at what?”

Chet replied, “Oh there you are. I need a real paramedic. I could lose my finger and John over there doesn't even care! Look!”

Roy (Looking over the finger.) Um… what am I supposed to be seeing here?

Johnny snarked, “His finger’s about to fall off, that’s all.”

Chet blew out his breath in frustration. “Not you too! My finger... the paper cut! It's infected, see?”

Roy stared in confusion for a moment. “The paper cut… you mean… that tiny little cut there? It isn’t infected, Chet.”

“Yes it is. It's red and it hurts. If it gets worse, I could be in trouble. Can't you do something for it?”

Johnny smiled sweetly, “I could stomp on his foot. Then his hand wouldn’t hurt.”

Chet turned to John. “Go scratch Big Red Gage, then Stoker will stomp on you.”

Roy shook his head. “Junior, knock it off. Chet, I guarantee you it isn’t infected, but I can clean it out for you if you really want me to.”

Chet looked at Roy. “Yeah, would you clean it? Thanks.”

Johnny smirked. “I think it’s too late Roy. Better call Doc Brackett to amputate.”

Chet growled, “Shaddup Gage.”

Roy just ignored them and went to get the needed supplies. When he got back he beckoned to Chet. “C’mon over to the sink. You need to wash it with soap and water first.”

Chet happily complied.

Roy continued, “All right, Chet. This is rubbing alcohol. I’m just going to pour some on the cut and then bandage it up.”

Standing nearby, Johnny snickered.

Roy eyed his partner sternly. “Hey, Junior. Back off. Remember what we learned in training.”

Chet frowned as Roy finishes up the bandaging job. “What's so funny?”

John smiled. “Oh yeah, I remember our training. You’re better’n I am about that part, Roy… operating within the victim’s delusion to make them comfortable.”

Chet replied indignantly, “I am not delusional!”

Roy calmly replied, “Don’t listen to him, Chet.” He patted him gently on his bandaged hand. “You’ll be just fine now.”

Chet looked from one man to the other and scowled. “Thanks, I think!”

The End

#sicktember 2022 #emergency!#chet kelly #john gage #roy desoto

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aiyamm0 · 1 year

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John Gage from Emergency, I love you.

#I haven't announced it yet here #so here we are #john gage #emergency

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madilayn · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Emergency! (TV 1972) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Hank Stanley, Mike Stoker, Female OC Additional Tags: Pre-Slash, Tumblr Prompt, Tumblr: Summer of 51's, Heatwave Summary:

For the Summer of 51's 2022 Day 1 Prompt - Heatwave/Weather.

Mike Stoker inadvertently (maybe) starts a different sort of Heatwave...

#Emergency!#Rampart #Station 51 #Squad 51 #John Gage #Roy DeSoto #Hank Stanley #Mike Stoker #summer of 51's #summer of 51's 2022 #Fic #Madilayn Writes

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phantoms-fav-pigeon · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Emergency (TV 1972) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Roy DeSoto/Johnny Gage Characters: Johnny Gage, Roy DeSoto Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Whump, johnny owies, Blood, Head Injury, concussion, A lot of introspection, vomit is mentioned once or twice, Trapped, Building Collapse, Day 21 Prompt: "Is that blood?", Tumblr: Summer of 51's, johnny has issues and problems and they're kind of worked through here, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, no beta we die like firemen, uhh hinted at/mentioned Joanne/Roy/Johnny bc im poly and therefore so are my faves, but it can be ignored lmao, language bc i got a poddy mouth sorry, other characters are mentioned or have small roles, but i dont wanna tag them bc this aint about THEM yknow Summary:

Summer of 51's Day 21 Prompt: "Is that Blood?" In hindsight, well, John Gage had little self-perseverance, and would endanger his own life time and time again to make sure those who he deemed more important would stay safe. And, knowing either he or Roy would have had to go down, he just shrugged and said I'll do it, you check the rooms up here.

#emergency!#roy desoto #john gage #johnny gage #summer of 51's #fanfic #vee's fics #finally cross posting these! i'll limit them to like one a day or smth so i don't spam the tags #also this was my first e! fic!!

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amazinglyegg · 5 months

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Fallout 4 companions as birthday hats!

RECREATED BASED ON THIS POST

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twinkliker3000 · 1 year

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what i think companions would use hygiene wise

maccready, danse and cait:

hancock, strong and gage:

curie and x6-88:

deacon:

piper and preston:

nick and codsworth:

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im-having-creative-moment · 22 days

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Fallout is one of my favorite games series ever, been playing A LOT of Fallout 4 lately and enjoying the show.

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johnnys-helmet · 2 years

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paramedic john "no filter" gage and captain hank "dad" stanley everyone

#emergency!#emergency #john gage #hank stanley #emergency! clip #e!clip #emergency clip

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ghost-qwq · 3 months

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Here's the Fallout 4 ones 👍

#fallout #fallout 4 #john hancock #piper wright #deacon fo4 #paladin danse #porter gage #preston garvey #fallout maccready #rj maccready #curie fo4 #nick valentine #dogmeat fo4 #codsworth #I have once again barely drawn any of these people !!!!!!#if i fucked up no I didn't #part 2 of Origin not knowing how to draw german shepherds :(#I love that dog breed but oh my goddddd I hate patterns </3 #Origins drawing... again

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everydayyoulovemeless · 27 days

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FO4 companions attempting to give Sole a haircut but they fuck it up really bad? I just got back from a horrible hairdresser visit and I need the cope

Fo4 Companions Accidentally Giving Sole A Bad Haircut

➼ Word Count » 0.8k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Genre » Platonic/Romantic, Hurt/Comfort? ➼ A/N » It's been a few months since you've requested this so I'm praying you're feeling better now!

You know MacCready messed something up when he begins chuckling nervously, rests a shaky hand on your shoulder, and starts talking way more than usual. He tries to stall you looking in the mirror for as long as possible but, when you eventually do, he’s biting his fist in awkwardness. He won’t lie, this is not his best work, but he never promised perfection. Nevertheless, he feels awful for what he’s done and will let you wear his hat to cover it until it grows back.

Nick will tell you flat out when he messes it up. He'll sigh apologetically, saying he should've just waited to have Ellie cut it or, I don't know, taking you to Kathy and John's Super Salon, right across the street from his agency. He doesn't do anything more to it and takes you straight to the salon to see if you can't salvage it. He feels awful about it, and will never touch your hair again.

Cait knows she isn't going to do a good job with it, but she doesn't tell you that and agrees to cut it anyway. Normally, when she wants to cut her hair, she'll just take any shape object she can get a hold of and start chopping away, and that's exactly what she does with you. She'll sit you down, pull out a pocket knife, and slice whole chunks off at a time. The worst part is that she's got no shame in it.

Preston will gasp quietly and cover his mouth with his hand. He refuses to move and will just stand there, completely still until you ask him what's wrong. He doesn't even know where to begin telling you how badly he's messed up and will instead, just apologize, rest his hands on the back of your shoulders, and rub reassuring circles into them with his thumbs. There are plenty of generals who don't have good hair! Nothing to fret over!

Codsworth will let out a silent 'Oh dear' and turn his buzzsaw off. Eventually, he'll begin reminding you of a separate time when you'd come back from the barber with you're hair all fucked, before explaining that he did exactly that. He tries to be light-hearted about it, but he's just as devastated as you are, possibly even more. He's a Mr. Handy, for Godsake! And he can't even do the basics!

Piper isn't even subtle about it. She'll just immediately begin comparing it to Atomites she's met through investigative journalism. She'll tell you that she's just giving you the 'wasteland special' and you shouldn't feel too upset about it. There are loads of people with this style! So, cheer up! It'll grow back!

Curie doesn't even realize she's messed anything up. In her opinion, any hairstyle any person has looks good. She doesn't quite understand the emotional attachment many people have toward it and just cuts it really short to help with mobility and whatnot. When you explain it to her, however, she starts to feel really guilty and will apologize nonstop.

Strong will just shave you bald. Now you look like him! What's there to be upset over? No support whatsoever from him.

Hancock will also just cut it with his knife, although, he's a lot more sympathetic than Cait. He'll hug you out of remorse and tell you it could be worse. You could be a ghoul and have no hair at all! Look at him! He can't even grow hair anymore so, don't feel too bad about it, alright?

Deacon will immediately fall to the ground in a squat, head in his hands as he simultaneously tries not to laugh or cry. He's cut his own hair so many times before with no issue - he cuts everyone in the Railroad's hair! - and it shatters him to know that he messed up on a craft he thought he perfected. He's supposed to be good at this! After a moment, he'll stand again and find you a wig in his collection for you to keep until your hair grows back. At least now the two of you can be wig buddies? Yay?

X6-88 will hum in defeat when he's messed it up before saying that he told you you should've gone to someone who actually knows how to cut hair. He can't comfort you for shit and probably just blames you for asking for help from someone who can't cut hair.

Old Longfellow knows how to cut hair. So, if he's messed it up, it means he was drunk. But, hey! Now you have a story to tell the folks at The Last Plank! So, he'll take you straight there so you can, hopefully, drink it off and laugh with the other regulars about it. No harm done!

Gage will tell you straight out that he's fucked it up badly, but he's not that concerned with it. If you seem upset, he'll just shrug and tell you it's not as bad as some of the other raiders in this place. If it bothers you that much, though, he'll get you a helmet for you to wear for the time being. It's safer for you anyway.

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emergency-51 · 2 years

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Duty Calls

John Gage x Fem. Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.2k

“I don’t know if we’ll be that lucky,”

It had been one of the most perfect, peaceful evenings that the two of you had been able to have in awhile. Having crazy, stressful jobs didn’t present you the opportunity of having a night to yourselves very often. It sometimes felt like having the exact same days off was a bit of an impossible dream. It felt like you always worked on the same days, but never had the same days off.

That’s why you were elated when it so happened that your schedules aligned for once. You both were able to catch the new episode of Adam-12 that the two of you had been meaning to see as well as grabbed dinner from your favorite Italian joint. You didn’t really care what you decided to do, as long as you had some well deserved time together.

Nights in your apartment were usually so lonely and kind of boring. That’s why you always took advantage of when he was able to spend the nights with you, because it always felt so much more like home when he was there.You had basically declared an immediate date night and non-interrupted weekend...unless duty called.

And duty did indeed call.

As a nurse and a paramedic, it sometimes felt like you were never really off the clock.The bed underneath you had been soft and a perfect solution for your tired bones. You had been snuggled up against him in your bed, his arms securely wrapped around you to keep you from straying too far from him. His shirtless frame was warm against you and comforting. Whenever he stayed over, he had to be sure to bring his radio in case he was ever called in. It was never a nice feeling to be awakened by the sound of a blaring alarm at 5:00 in the morning.

He woke first, the sound causing him to flinch harshly. For a second, he thought he was at the station and his initial confusion caused his heart to speed up a bit. He remembered that he had stayed the night with you, causing a smirk to spread on his face. He pressed a quick kiss to your forehead before gently pushing you off of him to keep from waking you as he listened to the dispatcher’s voice.

You stirred awake at the familiar sound despite Johnny’s attempt to keep you asleep. You lifted your head and peered up at John who was up and getting dressed now.

“Johnny? What time is it?” You asked groggily.

His heart skipped a beat at the sound of your delicate morning voice, a small chuckle escaping his chest at the sight of your tousled hair.

“About 5:00. I’m sorry, sweetheart. I’ve gotta go.” He apologized, wishing he could stay just a little bit longer.

He knew that you understood that it wasn’t his fault. Still, he knew you were disappointed, because he was just as let down as you were.

“It’s okay. It must be something big if they’re calling all units,” You noted, watching as he pulled on his pants from the night before. “I wonder if they’ll call in extra hands for the hospital.”

As if on cue, your telephone in the next room began to ring. You made a guess that it was Dixie calling as many nurses as she could get a hold of at this hour. You leapt out of the comfort of your bed in your long t-shirt and scuttled to the coffee table in the living room where you kept your phone. Johnny slipped into his button down shirt (also from the night before), catching your side of the conversation.

“Hello? Uh-huh...Are you serious?...I’ll be there as quick as I can...Yep, see you then.”

You set the phone back on the hook, now fully energized as to what was going to meet you at Rampart.

“That was Dixie. They’re calling everyone that can come in.” You said, retreating to your closet to get dressed.

John buttoned his shirt. He’d have to meet Roy at the station before heading to the scene, so he’d change into his uniform there. His brows furrowed in thought.

“Huh. I wonder what’s happened. Did she say?” He asked curiously.

You nodded as you jumped and wiggled into a pair of jeans, buttoning and zipping them before answering.

“Apparently some big explosion up in the hills caused a huge fire. She said the ER is flooded and they need every available person on deck.” You explained, putting on your socks and shoes.

Feeling your medical training and adrenaline kicking in, the two of you went from relaxed to rushing to get ready in seconds.

“I wonder if they’ll put us around the clock.” John wondered to you in the bathroom.You pulled your hairbrush through your hair, looking at yourself in the mirror.“I wouldn’t doubt it. Hopefully not as long as the last time.” You replied.

Johnny grimaced with a distressed grunt.

“Oh, don’t even say that. We were on call for days!” He recalled. “I never thought I’d see my apartment again.”

He slipped his feet into his own shoes as well as grabbed his radio, wallet, and keys. Just as you pulled your sweater over your head from coming out of the bathroom, you stood in front of him in the living room. He looked at you, taking the time to pull you into him.

“I guess I owe you another weekend.” He joked.

“I think I owe you one as well,” You laughed lightly, resting your hands on the fronts of his shoulders. “We’ll make it up if we’re lucky. I’m sure of it.”

“I sure hope so. Maybe next Friday we’ll be able to catch what happens to Malloy and Reed,” He said, referring to his beloved Adam-12 characters. “They really ended that episode on a cliffhanger.”

“I don’t know if we’ll be that lucky.” You snorted.

You both had a ritual where if the other had to suddenly get up and leave for work, you always noted where you needed to pick up where you left off for the next time. Not that you ever actually remembered, but it was a funny gesture. It made the other feel like they had something to look forward to...it kept you motivated.

“Let’s see...so your apartment, 5:00 AM, just you and me...” He recited.

His arms were still around you, not wanting to let you go. You nodded with a smile.

“Mmhm. If nothing else, I think we should have a decent breakfast together,” You mewled. “Pancakes, non-hospital brand coffee, bacon...”

He groaned with a low whistle.“You are too good to me.”A quick silence fell over the both of you. You looked up at him with a content, but slightly concerned expression.

“Look out for yourself and for Roy. Please be safe out there.” You said just above a whisper. He smiled softly, kissing you briefly.

“Yes ma’am,” He said cheekily. “You too, yeah? I’ll see you later on today I’m sure.”

You nodded, kissing him once more before you broke off to your respective destinations. You knew you’d see him later, but even that wasn’t enough. You surely had wished you could’ve had your weekend, but you supposed that was the life of a nurse and a medic.

Interrupted weekend and unfinished cups of coffee.

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