I threw on some sweats and a hoodie before laying back down in bed. I couldn't even cry because I wasn't the victim in this, the 118 was. And I was the 118 until some 17 year old wanted revenge. I sniffle up the last of my emotions and lay down on my side letting my eyes flutter closed. Maybe I couldn't get some sleep.
Eddie PoV:
(Quick A/N Right here just to say Eddie doesn't get the buzz cut and he doesn't go to the junkyard fights!)
Me and Christopher sat down to watch a film, not far into it Chris falls asleep slumping down on my side. It kinda reminds me of when Buck and I used to have Friday movie nights. I lift him up and carry him to bed to tuck him in. I kiss his forehead and walk out, switching off the light. I run my hand over my face and lean against the door way. I wish Buck was here. It was way too hard explaining to Chris how Buck had left us. I make my way to the kitchen and grab some water.
I sit at the table contemplating whether to ask Buck to call this whole thing off. I Need him.
[one week later]
I sit across from the blonde and his lawyer talking about every bad thing that has ever happened in my life; anxiety crawling under my skin. Why would Buck tell Chase this? I trusted him. I suck on my teeth and scoff when Chase asks what I think about this. "I think Buck should've had some patience and wait until he was at 100%. My captain was right to call him off the field." I snap.
Buck looks down and I can see his eyes glazing over with tears. I felt no remorse at this point with all the shit he had told Chase. When the lawyer begins talking about how I left my son to re-enlist I slam my hands on the table and walk out. I wasn't going to listen to anymore of that bullshit.
I chuckle over the tears welling up as I walk out of the building. My knees grow weak while I progress towards my car. I rub my eyes and open the car door.
I push the car into gear and drive away. I was too pissed off to care.
Buck PoV:
I sit there star struck. Why would Eddie walk out?
Oh.
He's really mad now. I told chase everything about them. "That's another point to us. We are definitely going to win this case Buckley!"
That's not what I want. I want my job back. My home back.
I round up all of the papers into the folder and walk away. I can't let this carry on any longer.
[when Buck gets home]
I throw my bag down to the floor and go to the fridge. I yank open the door to grab a beer I glance at the place I usually put them. There isn't any left. Great. Now I have to go back out and get some.
Still wearing my suit I walk out of my apartment block and into the car park. It's just then that I get a message from Chase saying: 'Come to my office ASAP, major news!'
I throw myself into my car and speed away. Nearly wrecking over 3 times.
I pull up to the building and walk in.
"Mr. Buckley! I have big news!"
"W-what is it?" I stumble over my words in a panic
"We have won! The city is offering 7 million!"
I let my shoulders fall in dissatisfaction. That's not what I want. "I thought I was going to get my job back?"
"Do you think any station will want you back after we just dug into them?"
It's true. I betrayed my friends. I feel a vibration in my pocket and I pull my phone out.
Fire daddy: Buckley, meet me at happys rage room in 20. That's an order.
"I'm dropping the suit. Tell the city to keep their money."
Before Chase could pull me back I ran out to my car and drove to the rage room.
"Bobby."
"Buck"
"Why did you want me here?"
"I wanted to tell you, you can come back to the team tomorrow."
My ears pricked up.
"Really?!"
"Yes. But remember, my house my rules."
