5 times Carlos tries to guess TK's full name and 1 time he finally finds out. (Or: I hoped we would get TK's name later, so I would have enough time to write this fic and was disappointed but decided to write this out anyway)

station 19 gets called to a simple building fire but what if it doesn't all go to planned. "I NEED EVERYONE OUT OF THAT BUILDING NOW" Gibson screamed into his radio.

After a while of being single, Buck wants to put himself back out there and tries online dating. Eddie is a supportive best friend... but it gets harder with every date Buck goes on.

As I was reading The Selection series, I was thinking to myself, why is the king so discriminating toward the castes? It annoyed me so much that I decided to write a The Selection book where King Clarkson is actually nice! He won't hate America or any other girl because of her low caste. He will, however, not like other things about the girls... (Such as their guts) Also I'm going to have a lot of plot changes... DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE SELECTION SERIES! IT WON'T MAKE ANY SENSE TO YOU!

Rachel Marrie grew up in a little home in Austin Texas. With her mother being a paramedic and her father being a firefighter she was left figuring things out by herself. At the age of twelve Rachel lost her mother to cancer and that's when she decided to become a firefighter just like her father. Two years later her father passed away on a emergency call, and she was left by herself. Now at twenty years old something or more like someone changed her life drastically. Will she finally have someone to talk to or will she be left on her own again. *May contain violence * *I do not own any of these characters except for Rachel Marrie & Liam Mathews* *i do not own majority of the storyline. BUT i do own some of it*

"What are you doing here?" I question confused and slightly annoyed as to why had interrupted my first good sleep in at least a week. "I started missing Wendy, and so I needed someone to talk to, and drink with." He says. I sigh and let him in. He immediately places himself comfortably on the edge of the bed. "Did Wendy call you?" I ask. It would make sense for him repressed memories to come back after listening to her voice. Or possibly even looking through his camera roll, at what they used to be. Just thinking about all of the memories that he shared with his old flame. "No, I just...I'm finally breaking. Only now has it actually hit me. She's gone. She's done with me. I can't go home whenever I want and see my kids and make love to my wife. Because I don't have one. We're over. I'm too embarrassed to talk to my kids because I don't know what they'll say, I don't know how they feel. I just...I can't do it." He replies as he's trying his best not to cry. I sigh and sit next to him, letting him continue. "I don't know where I went wrong, I always loved her and I always put her and my kids above everything. I just don't understand." He replies. This time actually letting tears out. I sigh once more. Seeing the broken man in front of me made me start crying. The fact that he was this heartbroken made me cry hard. The fact that we both were heartbroken made me cry even worse. Both of us did nothing wrong, so deserving of our partners love, and yet this still happened to us. UPDATES EVERY MONDAY

Olivia Kate Fuller is the newest member on Truck 81. After transferring to Firehouse 51 from Seattle, Olivia joins the close net of friends where she becomes friendly with a certain member of the Intelligence team. But, when old memories start to haunt her, can Olivia keep herself from spiralling down in darkness?

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

Darry Curtis is a strong and healthy 20 year old who looks after his kid brothers but struggles to make ends meet. Finally he gets the opportunity to work in the summer at a country resort but this is a job far different to the tiling he is used to. Baby Houseman is a healthy 17 year old ready to save the world and end poverty but her family has decided to take one last family vacation before she heads off. They end up at a country resort. Little do the two know that this summer is going to be the summer of their lives. This is a fan fiction that crosses the outsiders with dirty dancing I hope you all enjoy :) All of the outsiders characters and themes belong to S.E Hinton I only came up with the mixture of story lines :) Also the Dirty Dancing story lines and characters belong to Eleanor Bergstein. These two women are extremely talented and I hope this story does the two original stories and two authors justice.

Fanfiction based on Station 19 in season 3.I don't own any of these characters. The 3 first chapters is quite bad, but I think it gets okay from there.