Nomin One-Shots

911: What's Your Emergency?

"911 what's your emergency?" Winter speaks clearly into the mic positioned right by her lips, her fingers already stretched out to type against the keyboard directly in front of her.

"Shots fired, shots fired!" A man's voice screams through the receiver. "A firefighter has been shot! We need LAPD and air support! A firefighter needs help!"

Usually Winter prided herself in being calm in emergency situations, she was a Los Angeles 9-1-1 dispatcher and she was freakishly good at her job. She could handle anything, hostage situations, leading someone through the Heimlich manoeuvre, sending the crews out for fires or other medical emergencies. She followed the book and trusted her instincts.

But like all great people, Winter had a weakness. She always panicked whenever a firefighter was the one in the emergency. Her younger brother Jaemin had just celebrated his fourth year of being a LA firefighter with the 127, and while he had often been labelled a maverick, Winter knew that her younger brother had stopped performing ridiculous actions awhile ago.

And as of last week Winter officially had a fiancée, a beautiful and passionate woman who stood her ground and wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty. As a firefighting paramedic Karina was the light of Winter's world and she loved her uncontrollably. She had always been thankful to Jaemin for introducing them, but there was a small part of her that wished she had never fallen for another adrenaline junkie.

Especially when she had to sit through situations just like this.

"You need to tell me where you are." She spoke slowly and carefully into the mic, her fingers itching to complete the form so that the crew could all get out of there safely.

"On the corner of Park and 5th!" Captain Jung screamed through the radio, Winter rushed to find them a police unit close-by. "It's a sniper!" The voice was faint, almost like someone else, further away was yelling the information to her. "We need to get out of here!"

Joshua was by her side in a second, tablet in hand with a smaller grid map on the screen. His fingers were flying around the screen so fast that Winter could barely understand what he was trying to show her.

"Jeno!" A new familiar voice came through her headpiece.

"Jeno!" Winter's fingers halted on the keyboard, her eyes welling up with tears as she realised that Jaemin was there.

"Jeno!" Jaemin was there and he was screaming Jeno's name.

"What?" Joshua's voice was abrupt, shaking her out of her trance. He had spun her chair around to face him, two hands on either side of her head as he gently forced her to look up at him. "What's going on?"

"Jaemin's there," she sobbed, feeling one of the tears slip over the curve of her cheek. "He - He's screaming for Jeno. Josh, I- I think..."

"Don't-" He spoke, shaking his head. He hated to hear it, he didn't want to hear it. No one in the room wanted to hear it. Everyone in the office was close to the 127, having been introduced to them through Winter's brother Jaemin.

"Jeno got shot."

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Jaemin was supposed to have the day off. He was supposed to be using the time he had to catch up on laundry and watch that stupid Korean drama that Jeno had recommended the last time they were on the same shift. He had even promised Jisung that he would pick him up from school so that they could go back to Jeno's house and play a few levels of that new game he had just got for his birthday. That was what the day was supposed to go like.

But it didn't.

Instead he got a phone call from one of the kids he had met on his shift last week. Jaemin doesn't make it a habit to give out his number to just anyone, but the effect that the fire had on this particular kid was enough to make Jaemin hand it over easily, promising to answer if the kid ever needed to talk.