in the line of fire // Eddie Diaz

╰ • four • ╮

A/N:

Finally, the fourth chapter is here! Sorry it took so long to post, but honestly I got writers block half way through and couldn't find a way to finish this the way I wanted it done.

But without further ado, here's the chapter you guys wanted.

(Edit: I'm editing chapters again! Adding a few scenes so ignore blank pieces and come back! Also, Jordan Fisher is who I picture when writing Micah's friend in this chapter.)

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Today had started like any other for the Buckley siblings and crew of the 118.

Maddie was going to her first official shift at the dispatch center. Evan was just starting his shift at the firehouse. And Micah was getting ready to go to the academy for her firefighter training.

Nothing would have readied them for the massive earthquake that would strike the Los Angeles area. Shaking the city of angels to it's core. Firehouses had been damaged, freeways had collapsed, and multiple skyscrapers and structures had fallen. The city's emergency lines were packed full of calls.

The 118 crew had been called out to a building collapse. As they were driving Eddie was trying to get a text through on his phone. Buck looked over and noticed the worried look on Eddie's face.

"Is everything okay?" Buck asked him, grabbing his attention.

"Yeah. There's no service. Texts won't even get through." Eddie responded frustrated.

"Hey, I'm sure he's fine." Buck spoke knowing he was trying to get a hold of his child.

Buck himself had already tried calling and texting both of his sisters and had gotten nothing in return. He knew the worry his friend was going through just in a different sense.

Not long after they were pulling up to a leaning skyscraper. The only thing keeping it up, another building on the next block. The team got out of the truck just to watch as a mother and father were pulled away from the falling building screaming the name of their daughter, trying to make their way back inside their selves to find her.

"Let's go find the incident commander." Bobby tells his squad and they quickly made their way to find the person in charge of this shit show.

"Any word from Athena?" Hen asked Bobby as they made their way further into the chaos.

"Haven't been able to get ahold of her. What about you? Karen? Denny?" Bobby wondered.

"Same. Cellphones are toast everywhere. The system must have overloaded." Hen sighed out, stressing for her family.

A woman walked over to the 118 team, meeting them half way. "Captain. Chief Williams, incident commander."

"Captain Bobby Nash. How can we help you?" Bobby offered.

"Hotel manager said they were between checkout and check-in when the quake hit, so they were light on guests. We've made contact with most of those. Multiple evac operations in progress. All but 12 of the 68 staff have been accounted for. It's been pretty chaotic here." The incident commander explained.

"The family back there said their little girl is still missing." Hen brought to Chief Williams attention.

"As long as it's still safe to do so, we'll be looking for any survivors." Chief Williams tells Hen.

"What do your engineers have to say?" Bobby questioned the Chief.

"Looks like we had a brittle failure in the prestressed concrete section of the building's underground parking garage, causing it to pancake at an angle." She turned to face the building. "Right now the reinforced steel is the only thing keeping it from completely collapsing. One good aftershock.."