Playing with fire

4-Buckley and Diaz cleaning service

It has been a week since they fought in the ally. Each shift drags on, and they get into a yelling match; most of the time, it is about something stupid like Buck didn't use the proper cleaning solution, or Eddie didn't sweep the whole firehouse yet.

"Eddie are you serious, you can't even clean a bathroom properly, I thought that is all Army people did." Buck screams across the fire house.

"Seriously Buck, you can't use Clorox spray to clean mirrors."

"Dude, learn to clean a fridge."

"Buck, learn how to do laundry for once."

"Eddie, you can't use that on the floor."

The rest of the 118 come back from a call.
"Eddie, Buck, my office." Cap says.
"Oooh you're in trouble." Chimney says. Hen laughs.

"You two need to get along, I'm not sure what exactly is going on, or even why because in this house we are a family." Eddie and Buck look at each other. "From what I've seen and heard, you can't even clean together without yelling at each other."
"Cap, he can't just come in here and act like he's been here for years." He points.
"Seriously, that is why your mad." Eddie says. Buck doesn't say anything.
"The next call, I want you to EACH write 500 words on what it means to you to be apart of the 118, and if it isn't 500 words, you will continue with cleaning." Bobby gives them paper and waves them off.
Buck goes to sit in the kitchen and Eddie sits in the lounge area.
Another call goes out.

-Ps these won't be 500 words on here, but know that they are 500-

Buck's letter:
What the 118 means to me? Have you ever felt that you never belonged anywhere and that you are just here. That was what my life was life before the 118. I moved around a lot when I was able to get out of my house. My parents used me to try and save someone I didn't even know. And I found out because of Maddie, who didn't mean to hurt me, but it did and I ran. I had jobs all over North and South America before I moved to LA. I never felt like my life was important until I joined the 118. I know I have messed up, but this job is all I have, I am nothing without this job. When Eddie got here, I wasn't the new kid anymore, all the attention was directed towards him, and I left like I was easily forgotten about. He is a good firefighter and he knows his job well, but I don't want to be just another person who comes into the 118 and then no one remembers me when I'm gone. So to my the 118 means life, it means family.

Eddie's letter:
I'm not sure where to start, but being apart of the 118 means a lot to me, I am very grateful to be apart of this firehouse, it reminds me of my Army days. Everyone is like a family. When I was growing up in Texas my father was never home, he traveled a lot for work, and that took a toll on me, I had to step up at such a young age to help my mom around the house. He said to me that he was providing for the family, but he wasn't really, he missed my sisters birth and I tired to drive his truck and I scratched it and he tore me a new one. Then I joined the Army and I saw a lot, but I also as many as I could. When my time in the service ended I felt a need to continue that, so I came to LA. It has been a lot, but I am very grateful for the 118 to take me in, even though Buck hates me, he's a good firefighter.

The 118 returns shortly after they both finished their letters.
"Eddie, Buck." They both head to his office. "Read out your letters."
"But Cap."
"No, Buck, read out your letter."
Buck reads his letter and Eddie had no idea that he had to go through that.
Eddie then reads his and Buck didn't know he had to go through that either.
"So, you two will play nice, and you are back on the truck, but one more argument. Cleaning duty for 3 months"
They both nod.
Their shift ends with a structural fire. And after they all go home because it has been a long day.

"Dad!" Christopher says and he hugs him.
"Mi hijo" he hugs him back. "Thanks Tia"
"No problem, but you do need to get a sitter or enrol him in school"
"I know, I'm looking still, would you mind watch him during the night, the 118 is going out to a club called Sunnyside."
"Sure thing." She says.