Law Baker / Bobby Nash X OC

Chapter 1: First steps

The deafening sound of sirens pierced through the night as Bobby Nash raced through the crowded streets of the city, his heart pounding with adrenaline. He was a seasoned firefighter, part of the brave and dedicated crew of Station 118. But tonight was different, the flames seemed to dance with a wild ferocity, testing their skills to the limit. Bobby's muscular frame moved with precision and determination as he tackled the inferno engulfing an old warehouse.

As the smoke billowed and flames roared, Bobby caught a glimpse of something unusual amidst the chaos. In the distance, a pair of bright, striking blue eyes met his, almost as if time stood still for that brief moment. She was a woman, standing amidst the crowd, with an aura of elegance that seemed out of place in this fiery chaos. Her chestnut hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her sharp business attire stood in stark contrast to the gritty surroundings.

Unwilling to let a momentary distraction endanger anyone, Bobby focused on his duty, pushing thoughts of the mysterious woman aside. However, as the flames were finally brought under control, and the scene began to calm down, he found himself unable to shake the memory of those eyes from his mind.

Days went by, and yet, the memory of the woman haunted Bobby like a persistent dream. He returned to his life at Station 118, bantering with his fellow firefighters, but something had changed. He had always been able to confide in his closest friends at the station, but now, he hesitated. How could he explain that he couldn't get a stranger out of his thoughts?

One evening, as the crew gathered around the firehouse kitchen table, laughter and stories filling the air, Chimney noticed the change in Bobby's demeanor. "Hey, Bobby, you've been quiet lately. Everything alright?" he asked, concern etched on his face.

Bobby shrugged, trying to muster a nonchalant response. "Yeah,  just a lot on my mind, that's all. You know how it is."

But Chimney wasn't one to let things slide easily. "Come on, talk to us. We're a team, and we look out for each other."

Taking a deep breath, Bobby decided to confide in his friends. "Alright, there's something that's been bothering me. A few nights ago, during that warehouse fire, I saw this woman in the crowd. It's strange, but I can't seem to get her out of my head."

The crew exchanged intrigued glances, teasing smirks playing on some faces. "A woman? Bobby Nash falling in love?" one of them teased.

Bobby scowled. "It's not like that. I don't even know her. It's just... her eyes, they were so captivating. I can't explain it."

"Maybe it's a sign, Bobby," another firefighter chimed in. "Fate works in mysterious ways. Maybe you're meant to meet her again."

Chimney smiled knowingly. "Well, until fate decides to intervene, we have fires to put out. But keep your eyes open, Bobby. You never know what might come your way."

Little did Bobby know that he would get his chance sooner than he expected. A few days later, while grabbing a coffee at a local café, Bobby bumped into a suited woman hurrying out, her face buried in a pile of papers. Coffee spilled, and the papers flew everywhere, causing quite the mess.

"I'm so sorry!" Bobby exclaimed, immediately bending down to help gather the scattered documents. As he looked up, he found himself face-to-face with the same woman he had seen at the warehouse fire.

Recognition flickered in her eyes, and she offered him a small smile. "It's okay, accidents happen. Thank you for helping."

"You... you were there that night," Bobby stammered, his heart pounding.

"Yes, I was," she replied, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I saw you battling those flames. It was impressive."

Bobby felt a warm blush spread across his cheeks. "Oh, uh, thank you. It's just my job."

"I'm Emily," she introduced herself, extending her hand.

"Bobby," he replied, shaking her hand. "Bobby Nash."

Their eyes locked for a moment, and Bobby felt an inexplicable connection, as if they were two pieces of a puzzle meant to fit together. But before the moment could linger, Emily glanced at her watch and gasped, realizing she was running late.

"I'm sorry, Bobby, I really have to go. It was nice meeting you again," she said hurriedly, gathering her papers.

"Wait! Can I see you again?" Bobby blurted out before he could stop himself, surprising even himself with the boldness of his question.

Emily paused, her eyes searching his face. "I... I'm really busy with work, but maybe we could grab a coffee sometime? I could use another cup after this disaster," she said, motioning towards her now empty coffee cup.

Relief and joy washed over Bobby as he nodded. "Sure, that sounds great. I'll be here tomorrow, same time?"

Emily smiled, her eyes sparkling like the first time he saw her. "Yes, same time. See you then, Bobby."

As she hurried away, Bobby couldn't help but smile too. Fate had indeed brought them together again, and this time, he wouldn't let the opportunity slip away. But for now, he had to keep this newfound hope and affection hidden from his crew, at least until he knew where this journey with Emily would lead.