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“My dads,” Christopher mumbles in his sleep. “Are getting married.”
Eddie clears his throat. From the corner of his eye, he can see Buck’s knuckles tighten on the steering wheel.
“I’m not a flower girl!” Christopher continues, annoyed. “I have no flowers.”
“Maybe we should wake him?” Buck suggests. “He seems, um. Distressed.”
Or, Christopher sleep talks. Buck and Eddie get a front row seat to his dream.
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- Part 4 of word prompts
Bookmarked by Samantha911
09 Sep 2025
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Eddie can’t help but laugh, but it sounds bitter even to his own ears. He sighs deeply before speaking again. “When I said everything that matters was in Texas, I lied. I lied, Buck.”
Or, Eddie returns to El Paso to follow his son, grappling with who he is, what he wants, and what he left behind.
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- Part 1 of but I was always on my way (to him)
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25 Mar 2025
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It's almost 11pm on Friday when Tia Adriana's phone rings.
"Hi dad."
"Hey, bud." Dad's voice sounds strained, like he's really tired. "How's it going?"
"Fine," Chris answers shortly. "What's going on with Buck?"
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After fighting in the kitchen, Eddie makes the last minute decision to fly their son 800 miles to cheer Buck up, this is the story of how he managed that. A.K.A Christopher Diaz's POV of Don't Drink the Water.
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- Part 4 of 9-1-1 offscreen
Bookmarked by Samantha911
10 Jul 2025
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Buck knows how to do this. He’s done it before.
There’s the same spike in his blood pressure, the tremor in his hands, the way he nearly chokes on his own voice. And he has to do it alone.
When a car accident lands Chris in the hospital, Buck tries to keep it together so Eddie can fall apart.
or, the Chris NDE fic
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20 Jun 2025
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It’s been two or three hours. Buck has been cleared by Hen, by Eddie, by Chim and is finally given permission to go home. He is bone tired, his mouth tastes like dust and he is looking forward to dropping on his couch, putting on a nature documentary and passing out.
Life, it turns out, has other plans.
Eddie is waiting by his Jeep. His white shirt is dirtied to the point of non-recovery and his hair filled with nearly as much dust as Buck’s lungs. But he’s smiling, like not a day has passed since he left for El Paso, and Buck fills his chest flutter with longing for a past simpler time.
OR: my post s8 fix it fic with lots of miscommunication, angst and fluff
Bookmarked by Samantha911
09 Jun 2025