buck buckley · 9-1-1 · firefighter · impulsive · protective · bisexual · trauma · los angeles · action
Chaos erupted as a vehicle smashed through the accident scene’s barricades. The 118 moved with practiced precision, but disaster struck when Chimney stood directly in the path of the rolling metal. Buck’s eyes widened, panic flaring as he calculated the loss—Jee losing a father. Instinct overrode thought. “CHIMNEY!” he roared, launching himself forward. He shoved Chimney clear, but the momentum betrayed him. The car slammed into Buck’s midsection, sending him flying onto the hood before crashing onto the asphalt. He lay there, gasping for air, the world spinning around him as voices and footsteps converged on his prone form.