Jane Thomas is such a mom, at least according to her co-worker Buck. She's too nice. She's always optimistic and cheerful. That's a hard way to be in a job where you face people on possibly the worst days of their life. Jane Thomas is a Los Angeles Firefighter and she loves her job. But Jane Thomas is alone. She has always been alone and she is certain that she will always be alone. When she joins the 118 after a trauma at her old firehouse, she is surprised to find a place where her crew members become her family and where she feels safe for possibly the first time in her life. But her new life is overturned after one night under a full moon and at the arrival of a familiar probie firefighter who's very presence disarms years of rational thinking and emotional distance from those who try to get too close. Life keeps raging on and it's up to Jane to fight not only her demons, but those of everyone in Los Angeles. Warning: This story contains instances of violence, blood, and death. It deals with issues of rape, miscarriage, suicide, depression, anxiety and trauma along with a slew of other things. Reader discretion is advised. Disclaimer: This is a work of Fanfiction. I do not own any of the plots, dialogues, settings, and characters of 911 outside of Jane Thomas and her story line. All plots, dialogues, settings, and characters apart of the 911 franchise are owned by Fox Network, its writers, and other creators. This is the only account that this story is legally posted on. All other accounts posting this story are subject to copyright infringement. Eddie Diaz x OC