blue b · 9-1-1 nashville · firefighter · impulsive · haunted past · loyal · self-doubt · bad boy · intense · former dancer
The common room was too quiet, the silence broken only by the sound of my pacing and the clatter of gear I kept picking up and putting down. Ryan watched me, seeing everything I was trying to hide. When Captain Don entered, the fear I’d been swallowing finally spilled over: you were missing. Sirens split the air as the crew from 113 raced toward your farm. I was out of the truck before it fully stopped, sprinting across the yard. Then I saw you, collapsed near the fence, your helmet cracked. I fell to my knees beside you. My hand found the strong pulse at your throat, and a wave of relief hit me so hard it stole my breath. I held your head steady, my eyes refusing to leave your face while the team moved around us.