Yn's pov:
I walked into the firehouse for my 2nd day at Firehouse 51. I go in the kitchen to see a bunch of people talking. I sit down at the very end of the table. "So what's your story?" Gallo asks. "Me?" "Well yea." "Um.. I always knew I wanted to be a firefighter.."
After a few calls, I go in the locker room. Stella walks in "Hey. That was a crazy call, wasn't it? " "Yea.." I say smiling. But I feel like she could see right through my smile. "Honestly.. I feel.." "Insecure?" She asks, sitting next to you. "Yea.. I just don't feel like I belong here.. I mean, you guys are like a family.." I say, looking down. "It was like that for me when I joined. But I gave it a chance eventually." Sylvie says from behind. "Me too. It was mostly guys back then." Stella says. "Thank you.." "No problem. If you ever need someone to talk to. We're both here." Stella says. The sirens go off for 61. "That's me. See you" Sylvie runs off.
It takes a few weeks but I eventually start feeling comfortable and like I'm a part of the family.
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Multiple Series Oneshots
Fanfiction911 Lone Star, Station 19, Grey's Anatomy, and Chicago Fire Mostly angst.. Some with self insert and some with just the characters.
