The Third Strand//9-1-1 lonestar x Reader

𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥

"What happened exactly?" Owen asked as they walked up to the fast food restaurant

"This lunatic lunged at my employee." The man told them "He tried to come through the window, and now he's stuck clogging up my dinner rush."

"Oh."  Owens mouth went wide when the saw him

"Nancy. Tell him to stop yanking on him. They're gonna break a rib." Tommy shook her head as she watched them pull on the man

"Hey, you guys, you need to leave the yanking to the professionals. Thank you." Nancy said as the made it through the crowd

"Paul, Marjan, get some cribbing underneath the legs." Owen called out before he turned to the wife and son "What's your husband's name?"

"Al." She answered with a nod Owen headed for the inside of the building as tommy trailed behind

After talking to the man Owen looked out the window as more of them came in then at marjan who was next to him "Marjan, why don't you get the silicone?"

"Yep."

"Tell Judd and Paul to do the same." He continued

"Copy, copy."

"Uh, hey, listen, man. Uh, your wife might be onto something here with this anger thing. You ever thought about getting professional help?" Owen asked Al

"Oh, you sound like her." Al rolled his eyes

"Well, maybe you ought a listen to her. No shame in getting help. I did." Owen shrugged

"You-you went to therapy?" Al watched as Owen nodded his head  "I don't believe that."

"Oh, believe it." Y/n nodded from behind owen

"He did" marjan nodded

"For a while there, he was punching more people than Russell Crowe." Mateo finished

"Would you guys focus on your work?" Owen glared at them

"Man, these pants are really soaking up the lube." Paul spoke as he and Judd lubed him up from the outside

"Hey, don't use the whole thing." Judd warned  "I ain't even cover half his booty yet."

"Alright, we're gonna rock him back and
forth gently and then we're gonna pull,we're going to get him out of here. On my count. Okay." Owen told them and they nodded "One, two, three."

They wiggled him and Al yelled "Ow, ow! Stop, stop!"

"Okay. Stop, stop, stop. We don't have enough lube." Owen told them and they stopped, the customers around were recording and began laughing

"Well, this night couldn't get any worse." Al shook his head

"Put your phones fine" y/n turned to the group of people but they continued to record so she rise her voice so she was louder "I said put the god damn phones down and stop recording , show send respect"

With that most if then cowered and put them away

"Okay. Um, Marjan, get the Sawzall." Owen turned to her "We're gonna have to cut him out of here."

"Yup." She nodded and walked away

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Hold on." The manager stopped  them "Who's gonna pay for that?"

"Insurance."

"And if it doesn't?" He continued

"You sue him later for damages."

"Wait. Sue? Sue who?" Al asked  "Oh, I can't afford that. I got a kid going off to college in the fall. Please. There's gotta be some other way."

"Is that lard?" Owen plspotted a bucket  and the manager nodded