9-1-1 Lone Star Rewrite// Marjan Marwani Fanfic

Bum steer: part one

"Cass, wake your ass up, we're gonna be late". My brother yelled as he knocked on my door.

I rolled over onto my back and groaned, before climbing out of bed and walking towards the kitchen, where my brother and his wife were standing.

"Finally! What, you had a rough night or something?" Judd asked as he took a sip of his coffee.

I sighed before sitting down at the counter and they gave me a confused look.

"Cassie, what's wrong?" Grace asked, coming over to stand next to her husband.

"Marjan asked me to move in with her". I told them.

"Do you want too?" Judd asked and I shrugged.

"It's only been six months". I answered.

"So, that's long enough to realize that you two love each other and besides Cass, she isn't going anywhere". Grace explained.

"What did you tell her?" Judd asked.

"If I could think about it". I answered.

"Well, you do whatever you feel is right. But we really need to go". Judd said and I rolled my eyes before getting up and walking towards my room.

"I don't see a bull". Owen said as we got out the truck and towards the scene.

"Oh, that can't be a good thing". Judd commented.

"All right,  move the wounded to safety. Watch your backs. This bull's still on the loose". Owen warned.

"T.k. why don't you call dispatch and see if anybody has eyes on him. Let's grab some axes, just in case". Owen added.

"Oh yeah, that's gonna do a lot of good against a 3,000 pund charging beast". Judd said, sarcastically.

"What kind of reckless idiot brings a rodeo bull into a car lot in the first place?" I asked as we walked towards the injured people.

"Happy Stan". Mateo answered, pointing towards a guy on the ground that Michelle was attending to.

"That's happy Stan?" Marjan asked.

"I recognize him from the commercials". Mateo answered.

"Well, he doesn't look very happy to me". Paul commented, causing me to chuckle.

"Dispatch can't get us a 20 on the bull, but they're urging us to use extreme caution". T.k said, approaching us.

"Excellent". Owen commented.

"I need you to move your hands so I can pack this wound. And we can get you to the hospital, okay". Michelle said to Stan.

"It's hurts". He grunted.

"Hey, seen a bull run by?" I asked, approaching Michelle.

"Follow the trail". She answered.

"Good idea". Owen called.

"Axes up!" He informed as we heard the bull groaning in the distance.

"T.k. call animal control. Give 'em our location". Owen instructed, when we came across the bull stuck in a car.

"Poor thing". Marjan pouted.

"APB, we're at Stan's used car lot. We got a... we got a bull in a car". T.k said over the radio.

When animal control arrived, they injected the bull with tranquilizer to calm it down.

"With all the blood he's lost, that should hit him pretty quick. But y'all be careful. An injured animal spooks easy, even with the tranquilizer. Believe me, nobody wants that". The officer warned.