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It had been 21:43 when Eddie had taken his phone out of his pocket, and a moment ago the display had changed to 21:51. Which means that he has been chickening out for eight minutes. He needs to either call Buck or put his phone down.
He does neither.
It's just that he'd thought he'd cope better with not seeing Buck for a while. Sure, the last time they'd been apart for more than a few days Eddie had joined an underground fighting ring. Not a classic reaction to being unable to talk to your best friend, but there had been a lot of other stuff going on too. He hadn't started punching people just because he'd missed Buck. But it may have been, as Frank had put it, "a significant contributing factor".
Eddie hasn't seen Buck in six days and he doesn't want to hit anyone this time, he just wants to stay in bed and cry.
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Eddie is dying again.
A shutdown electrical cable turned out to to be live after all, and Eddie is dying again.
He feels gloved hands on his face, and hears Hen's voice calling his name.
"Eddie, wake up!"
And because Eddie is tired of dying, he decides he will.
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Eddie opens his eyes to familiar hospital ceiling tiles, and familiar hospital walls, and familiar worried faces looming over the bed. When they see he's awake, Hen and Chimney grin at each other and Bobby murmurs a quiet "Thank you" heavenward."Chris..." he rasps. His throat is so dry. How long was I out for this time? He feels something heavy settle on his chest at the thought.
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"Why are we at the cheese aisle?" Eddie asked from behind Buck, like it wasn't obvious.
Buck turned on his heel and delivered a puzzled look to his best friend. "Because kids like cheese, Eddie."
Eddie stared at him like he'd lost his mind, and let go of their grocery cart to gesture at the huge array of junk food it held. "What kind of weird kid goes to a party and wants the cheese?"
"Oh," Buck said, feeling a bit deflated. "That's what I always ate first. But I was kind of a weird kid, I guess."
Dark brown eyes shot him an indecipherable look, strong fingers combed through even darker hair, and then Eddie was dropping random selections of cheese into the cart. "Well, we don't want the weird kids to have a bad time. It's a party."
Buck couldn't help the smile that beamed out of him. Eddie's so kind to kids. "Um... anything left to get?"
"Snacks for that girl who has diabetes. Amy, Audrey, uh..."
"Abby."
"Pfff... I'd remember if she was called Abby," Buck half-heard Eddie say, but his focus was on the other end of the grocery store aisle, where at 11pm at night his ex-girlfriend Abby Clark was carefully assessing two different brands of provolone.
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"Buck!" Eddie yelled as he turned his key in the loft door and dumped his suitcase inside.
He immediately got a startled "Eddie?" in response, and thank God for that because if Buck had been out running errands it would have been the last damn straw. But he was here, where Eddie needed him to be, and pounding down the stairs from the stupid platform thing he had instead of a normal bedroom. "Is everything OK?"
"No! You won't answer your goddamn phone and my house is full of bees."
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"Wow," Joe breathed as he leaned over the staircase railing.
"What?" Lucy said, not moving her eyes from the new Tetris: Cosmos game. Joe had hoped he'd keep his position at the top the 118's league table for at least a single day, but it was looking increasingly unlikely as Lucy completed starburst row after starburst row.
"The hottest guy I have ever seen just walked into the firehouse, and he's carrying a baby."
"Eddie," Lucy yelled in the direction of the kitchen. "Your husband's here."
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