NOUN: 'weapon fire coming from one's own side that causes accidental injury or death to one's own forces.'
In a way... aren't we all friendly fire?
9-1-1 on Fox fanfiction.
Eddie Diaz x OC pairing.
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"9-1-1, what's your emergency?"
"Help! Please!"
"Sir, where are you?"
"I'm at county wood park― oh my God! He's gonna kill me! He's gonna kill me! Help―"
"Sir! Sir! Who's going to kill you?"
"Please! Please!"
"Sir!"
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EMMA
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"You ever been in a cop car before?" Athena drawled slowly as she turned down a street I didn't recognise, her sunglasses shielding her eyes.
I seized the rhythm I was tapping on my knee, glancing at her out of the corner of my eye, "Not in the front."
Athena let out a short hum, a playful smile growing on her face, "Well do tell."
I looked outside the window, studying the small shops we were passing, "415."
"Disturbance?" Athena's voice was laced with amusement, "What kind?"
My eyes grazed over a group huddled together, none of them looking friendly, they were talking, their tattoos and cigarettes on display. "I don't really remember; I just know I heard them talking on the radio about it."
"How long were you in a cell?" Athena kept her voice light but her curiosity was never once hidden. For some reason though, it was harder to keep things from Athena then it was from others, she had a sort of charisma about her that made you feel like she wasn't judging you no matter what you said. Like she'd seen it all and heard it all before so nothing you could say would be the worst thing she'd heard.
"I wasn't. They took me to a hospital, ran tox," I swallowed, slumping down in my seat a little, "was clean."
"Yeah, you probably wouldn't be here if it wasn't," Athena nodded, turning down onto downtown, parking next to a café. "I think it's time for a code 7, you have breakfast yet?"
"No, Ma'am," I followed her out of the car, looking around before heading into the café after her.
"I heard Bobby's been giving you a hard time," Athena pulled her sunglasses off, waving at the barista behind the counter before going to sit down.
