One Shots {Multiple Fandoms}

Eddie Diaz and 'Priest' Gavin + Buck Buckley | 9-1-1

(Soooo Buck is canon bisexual !! YAY!! So half of Buddie is there now we need Eddie next. So saw behind the scenes photo for season 8 and it was a Catholic building .. so made me think. If Eddie is struggling with gay panic and religion trauma like he mentioned in season 7.. maybe he'll go meet Bobby's priest? So ta da that's this plot. BUTTT he never got a name? Google just says Priest. So since I can't think of name I'll just call him Gavin (cuz the actors name is Gavin Stenhouse.) Alsooo I'm not religious soo sorry if anything is wrong?? It's au after all but I'm gonna try.. enjoy???)

~Eddie's POV~

It's been months since Buck broke up with his first boyfriend. Yeah first. He dated three more guys since Tommy and him broke up. Buck didn't want to date around but none of them would stay. His words not mine. Yet each time he brought up kissing or even sharing a bed with them (he asked if it was too much and I said no go on. After all I was curious but didn't say that out loud.) and everything he's been learning since being with guys. So today as Chris was asleep since he had homework Buck was over again. He does practically live here he isn't a guest, he has my spare key and literally on my Will if anything happens on shift (we are both firefighters in LA) he gets my son. (Guess our son—)
"Eddie did you hear me?"
Buck turned in his seat and I looked over at him away from my beer bottle. Great I was lost in thought again as he was explaining how the last guy kissed him in a pool...underwater.
"Huh? Yeah you were saying you were Prince Eric and he was ..?"
I forgot and Buck laughed smiling.
"He was .. never mind. What's up? You seem lost in thought?"
I smiled that he knew me more than I knew me. Yet he didn't know I been questioning my sexuality a lot lately. Yet I couldn't. The religion I grew up with Catholic didn't allow same relationship. Couldn't even get married to same sex if I wanted to.
"Just thinking about childhood I guess. Now it's been two months since Chris is back and he's been begging to go to church. Since back in Texas he went with mom and dad. I just .. don't know. What if he hates it? I know at his age I never wanted to go and now ... I still don't want to."
"I can take him if you want?"
"What? No Buck I know you didn't grow up religious and trust me I don't want to force you to go to this one. It's so..."
Like he read my mind he put his beer bottle down on the coffee table in the living room.
"Sexist? Homophobic?"
I nodded.
"That's a lot of religions though. And besides maybe it's different here. Maybe try it least once before you go with Chris. Get a feel for it you know? And Bobby would know one he could recommend. I know the one he use to go to as a regular before you joined the team wasn't any of those things."
"Really? Thanks I'll ask him Monday. I always forget Bobby grew up catholic too."
"I know right. The day he said that I swore he was saying he was way too much in love with cats."
I laughed making Buck laugh with me and we went back to our movie that we forgot about when Buck talked about boys.. and girls he liked. Yet lately he's been talking more about boys. After all he lived thirty years not realizing he was bisexual. Yet at twenty nine I realized I liked boys and Shannon. But Shannon my son's mom is long gone sadly. She passed away before I could tell her.

Sunday morning a week since talking about it with Buck I was doing it. I got dressed in an all black suit and groaned as I felt stupid. I took off the tie as it made me feel like I was a kid again, when my mom would make me get ready for church. Yet unlike her making me go I was making myself. Chris was with Buck today as they were going to the aquarium. I thanked Buck the night before as he slept over to take Chris in the morning. Today I was checking out the Catholic Church Bobby went to.

Pulling up I don't know how long I waited in my truck. I didn't see anyone else as I didn't even Google the hours. Since I knew if I did I would just end up wanting to skip it. Sighing.
"F k it."
I said outloud in Spanish my first language and got out of my truck. Locking it I jogged up the stairs and went inside. Sighing relief I didn't burn once I was inside. A story I heard back in Texas from my childhood pastor. "Gays will burn and not be allowed to have children." He would say and I saw the booklet and signed in. I saw two older ladies crying. A priest was praying with them and I took a seat and looked to the front. At the front was a cross with Jesus on it. I just stared at like he was going to jump down from the cross and smack me with his Bible and tell me to get out. I closed my eyes feeling shaken of nerves and then a voice.
"Is this seat taken?"
I opened my eyes and saw a priest with blond hair and very blue eyes (almost as blue as Buck's and the hair almost as blond as Buck use to have when we first met. Yet as he gotten older it got browner and curlier.)
"N-no.. father."
He chuckled and sat next to me.
"Welcome to Gospel Truth."
"Thanks."
I wiped my hands on my pants and he held out his hand and we shook hands. My body felt like a bolt just shocked me. He dropped our hands and looked to the front.
"How you know it's my first time?"
"I have my ways. What's your name?"
"Oh your ways work but not for my name?"
I saw him turn to me smiling.
"No I'm sorry I'm not Santa but here to help but to do that I'll need your name. Even a nickname if you don't feel comfortable with your first name."
"Isn't that a sin to lie? Like won't I get burned at the stake."
The priest shrugged with small smile.
"I'm Gavin."
Sighing I ran my hands through my hair.
"Eddie."
"Nice to meet you Eddie."
We both looked to the front and I swear I saw Jesus on the cross wink at me.