I love how TK says "Carlos" twice, and Carlos stays asleep. He says "Babe" once and Carlos wakes up panicking about fires and lizards.
Maybe one day I will be able to stop watching this episode on repeat, today is not that day.
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Top Tarlos baby-est episodes
have you been wondering which episodes Tarlos uses certain names/petnames the most? of course you have! here ya go!
TK and Carlos says _____ the most in...
First Names Total (Carlos/TK/Tyler/Tyler Kennedy): Twelve in 4x18 (runner up: eleven in 2x12, seven in 3x15)
Carlos: Seven in both 2x12 and 4x18 (runners up: five in both 2x04 and 4x04)
TK: Four in both 2x12 and 3x13 (runners up: three each in 3x15, 3x18, and 4x16)
Tyler: One in both 3x18 and 4x18
Tyler Kennedy: Two in 4x18
Babe: Four in 4x12 - three from TK and one from Carlos. (runners up: three in 3x15 and 4x18)
Baby: Five in 3x18 (runners up: four in 4x04, three in both 4x16 and 4x18)
and the most names dropped in one episode is *drumroll please*:
Eighteen (18) Carlos/TK/Tyler/Tyler Kennedy/Babe/Baby's in 4x18
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held me up when I was down - tarlos - G - 750 words
Just gonna…manifest a little something…pay no attention. PS Happy Finale Day
Everything is awful and simultaneously too loud and too quiet all at once. No one has changed out of their dusty turnouts or work shirts. TK tries not to pay attention to Marjan’s quiet weeping or how Mateo holds a rosary in one hand and Nancy’s own in the other. The tears he doesn’t want to shed are just behind his eyes. Paul has been sitting in stony silence and Tommy has popped out to call home. Grace flew in about fifteen minutes ago to find Judd and all TK can do is stare at the ticking of the clock and pray to an entity he’s not sure he believes in about his father’s life. He adds a prayer to his mom for good measure. TK isn’t ready to be an orphan just yet.
His name is called, breathless and familiar and TK looks up to find Carlos in the doorway to the waiting room, work-shirt unbuttoned one button to reveal the white undershirt underneath. Carlos has a duffle bag in his hand and his breathing is rapid, like he ran.
“Carlos?”
The duffle is deposited in the empty seat next to him as his boyfriend crouches down in front of him. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t get here earlier. Brought you some things. I—” Carlos swallows heavily before clearing his throat. “I figured we’d be here awhile.”
TK’s thoughts have been on his father this whole time, but he tries to catch up. Sometime during his watch of the minute hand on the wall clock, in the back of his mind, he already counted how long he’d have to wait before Carlos would show up. “But your shift? You have another six hours.”
“TK,” Carlos says, his head tilting softly to the left, “It’s a family emergency.”
The words family emergency circle in his head. It’s not that he didn’t…know what they are building, it’s just the first time those words have been said out loud.
Carlos offers a small smile as he runs a hand over TK’s hair. “Besides, it’s not the first time I’ve abandoned a shift because a Strand is in the hospital. Pretty sure the captain is used to it by now.”
“Oh, I—Sorry…I didn’t…” TK lifts his hand to his mouth as he doesn’t finish his thought. I didn’t realize you left your shifts for me, seems like a silly thing to say because of course Carlos would. TK would do the same. But this isn’t TK in the hospital bed and he should have realized that it doesn’t matter who is in the hospital bed.
Carlos leans in to press a kiss to TK’s forehead. The word family keeps skipping across his mind as Carlos settles back on his heels. It’s like a piece of the puzzle just slipped into place. Or not just slipped, but more like it had slid there without TK realizing it and he’s just managed to move back enough to see the whole picture.
His boyfriend is beyond generous as he gently teases, “To be fair, you’re usually the one unconscious, and your dad and I handle this part.”
“This part sucks,” TK whispers, his voice cracking.
Carlos sighs and nods, his smile soft. “Yeah, it does.” His mouth dips to the side as he glances away to the clock. “We’ve probably got at least hour or two, if you wanna change. I can show you where the best bathroom to clean up is.”
Carlos says it like he’s offering to take TK out for a nice coffee, and TK manages half a smile because he knows what his boyfriend is doing. If the options are to wait in this uncomfortable chair in an awful room that smells of antiseptic and mistakes, or to let Carlos lead him to some privacy, well, there’s no choice really.
“I’d like that,” He says with a nod, sliding his hand into Carlos’s. He turns to look to his left and finds Tommy slid back into a seat without him noticing. “Cap-”
“I’ll call if we hear anything,” Tommy promises. “Go.”
It’s almost effortless to let Carlos pull him to standing. The duffle bag from home is already slung over one of Carlos’s broad shoulders and TK slides underneath the other. The words home and family continue to float alongside the prayers for his father.
When this is all over and his father is fine (because he has to be), TK knows what his next step is. He’s certain the question he is planning to ask was just answered.
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