There's an unspoken rule in the LAPD: if someone calls after 3 a.m., it better be life or death. So when Lucy Chen finds herself dialing Tim Bradford in the middle of the night after a nightmare, she expects silence - not for him to answer on the first ring. The call is short. Quiet. Safe. And it accidentally starts something they can't stop. What begins as a lifeline during sleepless nights becomes a ritual neither of them wants to break. Every call brings them closer - shared silences, confessions half-whispered into darkness, and feelings neither of them can admit under daylight. But when a dangerous call on duty nearly shatters everything, Tim and Lucy are forced to confront what's been growing between them - not with words mumbled through sleep, but with eyes open, hearts racing, and no more excuses. Because after so many calls at 3 a.m., they're both starting to realize... Maybe it was never just about the time. Maybe it's always been about each other. | I also post this on my AO3 account |

〘 Tim lets his stress get the best of him after a long week. Lucy makes sure he knows he fucked up, but eventually ends up giving in. The tension grows between the two of them after a moment at a bar, and they attempt to live in denial.〙 ❕Before reading, here are some things you should know! - This fic is set to start off around s4's timeframe. - In this AU, Jackson never died. 🥳 I believe that's all, so happy reading!!! 💗