The aching in her chest, which has been a constant companion these last few weeks, becomes almost unbearable in that moment. It is the feeling of her heart splitting in two. The feeling that lets her know that she'll never be able to love again.

I never thought I'd be in a fire. I knew how to look out for myself, how to stay safe and away from the system, but this was something I couldn't have prepared for. Neither this nor what would come after. Could I trust these people?

Maya got her promotion as captain but her team hasn't been to pleased about that. Three months of hell she has been put through. There is a light in her life however. A certain Italian and a little three year old boy. How will she juggle being a newly promoted captain, being new to the concept of having a monogamous relationship and a parental figure?

Maya and Sullivan are in the aid car when it crashes. Maya is seriously injured. Will she survive? Will her life ever be the same? Set in season 5 after episode 8. I'm not purposely putting in spoilers but if you haven't watched up to that point there might be some.

With her newborn nephew being brought into the picture, and her parental skills being tested. Will Maya be able to supply a homey feel for the infant, or will she get caught up in her self doubt. Will threads realign, or will they sizzle beyond the flame? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ~Picture Me In A Polaroid~ #Book 1- Nonentity Probie #Book 2- Through A Different Lens ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 〖TS〗 "What about a fire pole? You like the fire pole right" Maya exhaustingly let out as she held a temperamental, crying Finn on her hip, facing the shiny gold fire pole. The baby's face red from the loud wails and high pitch cries, his hand gripped around the fabric of Maya's top. "You're not hungry, you don't need changing and you're not tired, what could you possibly need-" As the list of non possibilities spilled out of Maya's mouth, Finn took it upon himself to tell Maya what was wrong by spilling his own substance out of his mouth. Her mouth opened wide in shock as the warmth of the spit-up soaked into the fabric of her shoulder. She stood frozen as the baby's face reoriented itself, his tongue pushing against his inner cheek as he faced Maya with the most oblivious face. His wails and reddened cheeks cooling down as he sat upon Maya's hip, watching as her face shadowed from shock to annoyed acceptance. "Now I know why Dean put a towel on his shoulder" She muffled out between her teeth. Honestly she was just glad he stopped crying. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✰pr*✰ ✰Story Completed✰ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ☞Key Terms: Station 19, New Family, Infant, Greys Anatomy, Marina, Fanfiction, Angst, Drama, Ups&Downs, Firefighting, Doctor, LGBTQIA+

Carina is an intern at Grey Sloan with a difficult childhood. Maya is a trainee firefighter who's home life isn't perfect. Can two total strangers save each other?