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lovable-liar · 5 months

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Dad Hasan is living in my brain rent freeeer!!!! I feel like he’d definitely be the parent that gets angry at the school if his kid was mistreated in any way. Like he’d want to burn the school down type shit.

His eldest daughter comes home holding her younger sister's hand while the little one cries.

"Papa! Yavru is crying!" (translation: baby, young, cub, nestling, youngster, little one - Turkish)

"What's wrong, yavru? What's wrong my baby?" He coos as he picks his daughters up, placing one on each knee.

"Huh? You hurt, yavru?"

When she mumbles something through tears, he leans in to hear her better.

"What'cha sayin', baby? Speak up, papa's got bad ears!"

"My teacher- wouldn't let me play soccer with the boys at lunch time..." She blubbers out, her little wobbly words send a pang to his heart.

"Awh, yavru... büyük yavru, go find Renna. Papa's gonna make everything okay." (translation: big baby, big young, big cub, big nestling, big youngster, big little one - Turkish)

The next day, he takes the girls to school himself. Well- not *all* by himself.

He gets Uncle Ludwig, Uncle Will, Uncle Austin, Auntie QT, Uncle Schlatt, Uncle Ted, and Uncle Marche to tag along.

The kids are *so* happy to see them all!!!

Your littlest one is strapped to Schlatt's chest in a sling, your son sits in Ludwig's lap and your two girls sit with QT between them.

When they get to school, the kids are a little sad that their time with their Uncles and Auntie is over today but their daddy promises they'll see them again soon and that they'll walk them into school.

Once the girls are in their class room and your son is in the nursery, all that's left is your littlest one. (Who is snugly snoring and dribbling on Schlatt's shoulder.)

Well- that's not all that's left.

Unbeknownst to the kids, there was an actual reason for their Uncles and Auntie being here.

To intimidate a certain someone.

Of course, Hasan is intimidating enough, but after you'd heard what happened, you wanted that teacher to shit himself.

Your husband insisted you stay home because he knows you, and he knows you had an 80% chance of getting into a physical fight over your kids.

"Hello, I called yesterday, we're here to see Mr. Keller!" His tone is so sweet, and gentle, and kind towards the lady in the office. A complete juxtaposition he intends for later.

"Name?"

"Hasan Piker."

"Oh! You're Ece and Elif's father! Your daughters are such angels, everyone absolutely adores them. They're so polite! Tell me your secret! My son doesn't even know how to pronounce the word 'please' and he's 15!" (Ece: 'The Queen.' - Elif: 'Honest.')

He chuckles softly at her words and replies with, "It's all their Ren! They'd be rabid animals if it weren't for them."

"Are you all going to see Mr. Keller? I don't remember seeing anything about multiple people on the meeting form..."

"Sorry, I should have prefaced! We're seeing Mrs. Maddox about an issue with Mr. Keller."

"Ah! Yes, I see that now! God... he's always got something going on with him. Never liked him. Always very cold, never refills the coffee in the staff room. I've also heard he got a parent pre-"

"Mr. Piker!" Mrs. Maddox's voice reverberates off the walls. She was a lovely woman, she made sure the school offered free school meals, she'd escort kids to their buses personally, she baked every single kid a sweet treat for the holidays, she was wonderful.

"These are the girl's Uncles and Aunt, I see! It's lovely to meet you all."

After getting acquainted with her, they all entered her office and took their seats and waited for Mr. Keller to arrive. Which took a little longer than expected.

He sauntered into the room with an exaggerated roll of his eyes, accompanied by an exasperated sigh and an irritated "Yes?" directed towards Mrs. Maddox. The air practically froze with his evident disinterest. However, the cool guy act was swiftly abandoned when he realized the unexpected presence of more people in the room.

"Take a seat, Robert! This is Mr. Hasan Piker; you have his youngest daughter, Ece, in your class," Mrs. Maddox announced warmly.

'Robert' walked in, his face transitioning from its initial nonchalant expression to a slight shade of pale as he took in Hasan's appearance.

The shift in atmosphere was palpable, and 'Robert' went even paler when Mrs. Maddox excused herself to take a phone call, leaving an awkward silence hanging in the air.

As soon as Mrs. Maddox shuts the door behind herself, QT springs into action.

"What's this I've heard about you banning the girls from soccer, 'Robert'?"

"Mrs. Piker-"

"Mrs. Ahgren." She corrects him with a sting of malice woven into her words.

"Apologies, Mrs. Ahgren... I have no idea what you mean! The girls are absolutely allowed to- and are encouraged to play sports of all kinds at this school! Hinting at the idea that I've 'banned' them is completely preposterous!"

"Are you trying to tell us that our niece lied to her own father?" Will speaks next, completely bewildered by this teacher's boldness.

"Absolutely not, Mr..."

"Neff."

"Neff. Mr. Neff. I simply mean that our school is not 'old-school' in that regard. We have a girls soccer club for after school on Wednesday if your daughter would like, Mr. Piker!" 'Robert' continued, attempting to smooth things over.

QT narrowed her eyes, unimpressed by 'Robert's' attempt to deflect the accusation. She shot a glance at the rest of the group, and a silent agreement passed between them.

Hasan, Will, QT, Austin, Ludwig, Ted, and Schlatt formed a united front, ready to confront the teacher.

QT leaned in, her voice cutting through the room like a knife. "What's your game, 'Robert'? Our niece doesn't lie. If she says you're banning girls from soccer, we're inclined to believe her. Now, you have a choice: either you come clean right now, or we escalate this matter."

"Are you threatening me, Mrs. Ahgren?"

QT chuckled, a humorless sound that sent shivers down 'Robert's' spine. "No, 'Robert,' I'm not threatening you. I'm promising you. Promising you that we know you're not all the innocent teacher you like to make people believe you are." (Best believe QT did some CIA type background check on this guy.)

"You're not *all* related to Ece, are you?"

The room fell silent for a moment as 'Robert' attempted to sow seeds of doubt.

Hasan Piker added, "Blood or not, this is Ece's family. Count yourself lucky my partner isn't here, they would've ripped you a new one by now."

"I'm sure."

Schlatt, with a sly grin, said, "You're in for a lesson in community, buddy."

Said man stands and saunters over to Mr. Keller's seat. He places his large hands on the arms of the chair and, still with the baby strapped to him, leans in real close to say, "You might not know this about me, but I've been around. My connections go deep. Ever heard of discretion? I've got resources at my disposal that can make your life a living hell. Now, we're here to resolve this peacefully, but I'd strongly advise you to drop this 'girls can't play soccer with boys' nonsense. Trust me, it's in your best interest to cooperate."

"Thank you for taking the time to meet, Mr. Piker! I'm looking forward to seeing your spouse at tonight's charity event."

"Oh, they wouldn't dream of missing it! It's a priority for both of us," Hasan replied with a warm smile.

"Wonderful news! Will you be the one picking up Ece, Elif, and Aslan today?" (Aslan: 'Lion.')

"Absolutely, we'll all be here to pick them up," Hasan confirmed.

"Sounds great, I might even see you! If I don't, have a great rest of your day!"

As they bid their farewells, a palpable silence settled in the car during the drive home. The hum of the engine was the only audible sound, and the air inside the vehicle seemed to carry the unspoken tension that lingered from the meeting.

Hands were balled, jaws clenched, brows pinched.

REACHED A WORD LIMIT!!! PART II HERE!!!

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toppersjeep · 8 months

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Chapter 4- All For Love Charles Leclerc

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Elena’s POV

Today was race day and I qualified yesterday at P2. Of course Max was P1 , Char had gotten P3. I finally felt like I had a real chance of winning a race. And in my hometown of all places. I knew I could do it.

But just has I thought everything was fine things took a turn for the worse. I saw that the hospital was calling me. So I stepped outside the Mercedes paddock and stood in between the buildings.

In my gut I felt like something was wrong. But I wanted to ignore it. I answered the phone.

(E- Elena N-Nurse)

N: Hi Elena this is Joys nurse I’m sorry to call you right now. I know she mentioned last night it’s race day for you.

E: yeah it is race day. is everything okay? is she complaining about the tv again.

N: Elena.. I hate making these phone calls I don’t know how to say this to you

E: please don’t say it… I’m begging you.. I.. can’t

N: Elena I’m so sorry she passed away this morning.. we believe it was in her sleep she wasn’t in any pain.. I’m really sorry

E: ummm… thank you for calling.. I.. just

N: we can talk through other details about everything when your free im really sorry Elena.. I wish I had different news for you

E: yeah we can chat tomorrow or something.. I gotta go…

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I hung up the phone and sat on the ground for a second. Netflix was there filming.

“No cameras please not right now” I said. They walked away to film something else. I just sat there in shock and in tears. Nothing felt real in this moment. I just wanted someone to pinch me. Maybe I was in a dream and she was alive and healthy.

“Elena are you hiding from Netflix again” Daniel said. I didn’t say anything I just looked at him. “Elena I was kidding” Daniel said sitting across from me. “Dan…” I said crying. “…is she” he said I nodded. He then pulled me into a hug. And I just broke down immediately.

“I’m here” he said. I just cried into his shirt. “I didn’t get to say goodbye” I said as my voice was breaking. “I know” he said tearing up too. He just held me there for a little while. I heard some more footsteps come by. “What’s going on” Charles said. “Her Mom passed away this morning” Daniel said.

“Oh Elena” Charles said I ran over and hugged him. Something just told me to. I always felt at home with him. And safe. He wrapped his arms around around me. “I’m sorry” he said kissing my head. “El I gotta head to my paddock but please if you need me” Daniel said.

“Yeah she’ll come to you” Charles said. “Can we go inside” I said softly. Charles walked me into the Mercedes paddock and we went into my little room. I sat on my little bed. “Do you want anything” Charles said. “Just you right now nobody else” I said.

Later..

Toto said I could be out if I wanted. But I knew my Mom would want me to do this race no matter what happened. This one would be for her.

So I sat in my car and got ready for the race.

“Radio check radio check” bono said. “Radios all good” I said. “Elena let’s have an easy race and make this count” he said. “Oh I’m gonna win this race” I said. “Be careful out there you know how Max gets” bono said. “I know” I said looking over at the Red Bull car in front of me.

Everyone got off the track. I waited for the lights to go out. My heart was racing. This was it. I needed to win this race and nothing else mattered to me.

The lights finally went out and we began racing. Max was ahead. But I began to get close to him.

A little while later. We were on lap 48 only two more left. Then all the sudden in front of me Max spun out and went off. I was able to move around the damage and get into P1. Charles went up into P2.

“Alright Elena P1 keep pushing one more lap we are now on Lap 49” bono said. “Oh my god” I said. “Deep breaths keep pushing” bono said. “Update me on Charles pace please” I said driving around the corners.

“Charles is 7 seconds behind you so keep pushing.. but he keeps dropping back” Bono said. “Alright thank you” I said. “You’ve got this race el make it count” Bono said.

It was finally the last stretch of the race. And I saw the checked flag and crossed the finish line. For the first time in my career I won in my hometown.

“Tell me I got it” I said crying. “P1 ELENA YOU ARE THE WINNER OF THE AUSTRALIAN GRAND PRI” Bono said yelling. “I did it.. I can’t believe it” I said waving to the stands. “We are so proud of you” Toto said. “I couldn’t have been out here today without you guys” I said.

“We are family Elena we love you so much” Bono said. “I love you guys too this one was for mum” I said stopped the car in the first place spot. Charles got second and Lewis was third. I got out of the car. I then bent down by the tire and just put a hand on it crying.

“We did it Mom just like I told you I could” I said to myself. It was then time for podium. They called me out first. I was given my trophy. I held it up super high as everyone cheered. I set the trophy down and grabbed the champagne as Charles and Lewis sprayed me with there bottles.

I sprayed mine on Charles then drank some of it. Afterwards I hugged Charles. In that moment it was all I wanted.

“I’m so proud of you my love” he whispered in my ear. “So proud” he said kissing my cheek. “I did it” I said. “She’d be so proud” he said cupping my cheeks. “I hope so” I said. He then hugged me again. “I love you so much you deserve this” he said.

After the race….

I went back to my hotel room. That I was sharing with Addie.

“My champ I’m so proud of you” Addie said. “Thanks Addie” I said. “You okay” Addie said. “I’m just gonna step out for a minute maybe go to the pool” I said. “Alright have fun im gonna FaceTime Pato” she said with a smile.

I went down to the pool. Just to calm my mind down. I jumped in the pool and swam over to the edge when I heard a familiar voice.

“You can’t sleep” Charles said swimming over to me. “No I kinda can’t turn off my brain tonight you” I said. “I couldn’t sleep either” Charles said. “What’s on your mind” I said swimming backwards as he followed me. “You” he said.

“Why me good old sad Elena” I said. “I just wanted to make sure your okay” Charles said. “Char honestly I just wanted a distraction” I said. “Remember when we were younger and we’d have a diving challenge” Charles said. “Off the rocks in Monaco” I said. “And my dad and your mom yelled at us for hours afterwards” Charles said.

“My mom was so mad I snuck out until she realized I was with you” I said. “Really” Charles said. “You were her favorite Charles” I said. “Yeah” he said getting closer to me. “She’d always say that…

“That we belong together” he said. “How’d you know that” I said. He brushed a piece of hair behind my ear. “Because maybe” he said leaning in to kiss me. I let him kiss me. I then circled my arms around his neck. And he wrapped his around my waist.

He kept kissing me. Maybe I shouldn’t because my emotions were all over. But I wanted it and I wanted him.

“Ummm this is a pool by the way” Max said. “Shit sorry mate” Charles said breaking the kiss. “I gotta go” I said pushing Charles away from me and getting out. I grabbed my towel and t shirt and walked away from the pool area. “Elena … Elena” Charles said running after me.

“No.. Charles just no” I said. “Stop” he said grabbing my hand. “I can’t do this right now” I said. “Elena stop running away from this” Charles said. “From what Charles” I said. “I have feelings for you” he said I stopped walking. “Don’t do that to yourself” I said.

“Elena I can’t hide it anymore from you” he said cupping my cheek. “Charles don’t” I said tearing up. “You can’t lie and say you don’t feel anything” Charles said. “I know you feel this too” he said. And he was right. But I couldn’t do this not now.

“Charles I can’t” I said walking into the elevator he followed me. “Elena I broke up with her because I.. want you nobody else” Charles said. I turned away from him. But he then hugged me from behind.

“I don’t care about anything else Elena all I’ve ever wanted was you” he said whispering in my ear. I teared up. “It’s always been you ever since the day I gave you that necklace” he said running his fingers on the necklace.

It was a necklace with two little hearts. A gold and a silver one. Charles had given me it as a birthday present when I turned 16. He even had a matching bracelet. That he always wears.

“Elena… there’s nobody else I’d rather love than you” he said kissing my cheek. I turned my head to look at his beautiful blue eyes. Those eyes make you think you are looking into an ocean. Or even the sky. Just do beautiful and calming.

But this time when I looked into those eyes , I saw something different in them. He had stopped looking at me as a friend. He now looked at me like I was the only person that mattered in this world. He was in love with me.

Charles LeClerc my best friend was in love with me.

“Say something” he said. “Charles I” I said. He then kissed me again. “Please.. don’t shut me out..” Charles said. “I need time” I said. “I’ve waited 12 years for you” Charles said. “All I’m asking is for you to give me time” I said.

“Elena I can wait for you forever” Charles said. We then got off on our floor. “I’ll see you tomorrow” I said. “Yeah goodnight” Charles said walking away. But I ran after him. I then quickly kissed him. “Goodnight” I said. He smiled. I tried to walk away but he grabbed my hand pulling me into a kiss.

Every time he kissed me I felt like I was floating on a cloud. Like his kiss made everything disappear and all that mattered was him.

“Now you can go to bed love” Charles said walking into his hotel room. I stood there for a couple second before going back into my room. I went back in and stood up against the door.

“Your back what’s the smile for” Addie said. “Charles … kissed me” I said. “Holy shit” Addie said. “It was so magical” I said going to lay on my bed. “Spill” Addie said.

“God his eyes..oh my god.. and when he kissed me” I said. “Elena this is amazing” Addie said. “I felt like I was floating god maybe I” I said. “You love him” Pato said from Addie’s phone. “Babe shhh” Addie said. “She totally does” Pato said.

“Oh my god shut up” I said. “The kiss was so magical Addie oh my god” Pato said I laughed. “God lord pato stop” Addie said. “What did I do” Pato said on the phone.

I then got into bed after changing into pajamas. Addie stayed on the phone with pato for a while. But my mind was still on Charles. And that kiss. And all the words he said to me.

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eddieplsdropkickme · 2 years

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Mary On a Cross | Eddie x Cheerleader!Reader

A/n: this is my first story/smut so don’t make fun of me

Summary: Eddie gets insecure about you dating him so you show him how much you love him by giving him he4d.

Contains: angst, smut, mentions of dr*gs and a!cohol, m receiving (Eddie), mommy k!nk, and swearing

“Okay what the fuck is going on?!” You yelled as you busted the door open to Eddie’s Trailer home. Eddie slightly flinched at the loud noise but ignored your outburst and got off the couch to grab another beer.

You stopped him and put your hands on his chest as you tried to meet his eyes with yours.

“Eddie look at me.” You ordered. Eddie denied and tried to walk past you but you moved quickly to stop him again.

“Fucking move, y/n.”

“Not unless you fucking tell me what the fuck is going on!” You yelled.

“No!” He yelled making your face drop instantly. Eddie has never yelled at you. Even when you two were enemies.

He was acting weird for the past 3 days and it drove you crazy. At school he avoided you, he didn’t answer any of your calls, he even canceled on one of your date nights. It was breaking your heart.

So you told yourself that you’ve had enough and that you were gonna talk to him about it. So after cheer practice you drove over to Eddie’s house. Not even changing your clothes.

“No?” You repeated. Eddie looked away from you and finally made it to his fridge and grabbed a beer. He popped it open and took a sip from it. You just stared at him as he drank from the beer bottle. Your eyes started to water but no tears fell.

“Eddie…”

“God y/n I don’t wanna talk!” Eddie yelled again but this time you weren’t gonna keep quiet. You never do. And that’s one of the things Eddie loves about you.

“But I do! I want to talk because you have been avoiding me for three fucking days and I just want to hear straight up that you don’t love me anymore!” Your voice cracked as you yelled. You looked up to finally meet Eddie’s eyes again. He looked heart broken at your words. He wanted to tell you what happen but he’s way too stubborn and prideful for that.

“I’m not good for you!” He yelled. Your eyebrows furrowed as you were confused by what he said.

“What? Where did that come from?-“

“Oh don’t play fucking dumb with me. You know damn well I’m not! Your head of the cheer team, perfect grades, everyone loves you, and your have an amazing family that’s not so fond of me! So why the fuck are you even with me?!” He argued.

“Because I love you!” You yelled back.

“Bullshit!” He slammed his hand on the counter making you flinch. You’ve never seen Eddie like this and it was scary. But you know he’ll never land a hand on you.

“Leave.” Eddie mumbled but you heard what he said loud and clear.

“What?”

“I said LEAVE!” He yelled even louder. Finally tears slipped down your cheeks. You forcefully grabbed your bag and walked out, slamming the door behind you.

Eddie watched as you walked away. He pushed you away. Something that he does to everyone. But he did this for your own good. He went to bed and eventually cried his eyes out.

The next day you walked around school all numb. You didn’t know what to feel. Everything around you was quiet and blurred. You saw Chrissy and she greeted you with a huge smile but it faded away when she saw how visibly upset you were.

You usually come to school all dressed up and pretty but today you didn’t.

“What happened?” She asked while rubbing your shoulder. You felt tears well up so you looked up to suck them back in.

“Me and Eddie fought yesterday. He was upset over something but he didn’t tell me. And he also told me that he wasn’t good enough for me? It was all so confusing that I just up and left his place and went home” You told her making her hug you tight. You didn’t even notice that someone behind you overheard your conversation.

School has passed and you were in the library studying for the test you have at the end of the week.

While you were writing down your notes, you heard someone pull the chair out that was in front of you and sat in it.

You looked up to see Dustin Henderson. A former freshman that’s in the same d&d club as Eddie.

“Hi Dustin” you said softly and smiled at the boy.

“Hey y/n. How are you?” He asks. You frowned, confused at his sudden concern.

“Good…? I guess. What do you want Henderson?” You asked, followed by a giggle.

“I overheard your conversation with Chrissy about…you and Eddie” he said. You sighed and started to pack your things to avoid the conversation but Dustin stopped you.

“I might know why he was acting like that..” Dustin said making you freeze.

“What..?”

“It was Jason. We were all hanging out outside of the school after a campaign until Jason came up to Eddie and started talking lot of of shit to him. Jason was saying stuff like “your no good for y/n” “she doesn’t love you” “compare your life and hers and realize that you two aren’t good together” and more shit until Eddie finally punched him in the face. Jason was about to strike back until we pulled those two away. So I think Jason got to him and Eddie didn’t admit it” Dustin explained.

You sunk in your seat as you tried to process the information you were just told.

Dustin gave your hand a pat before leaving you alone in the library. Now that you understand everything, you were not gonna waste time to fix your relationship.

You packed your stuff and made it to Eddie’s house.

You knocked on the door and there he was, the love of your life in a lank top that fitted his lean but build body and red plaid pajama pants. The same ones you have since you bought a pack for the both of you for Christmas. He was smoking a cigarette.

“What do you want y/n” he sighed and walked away. You followed him and closed the door.

“We need to talk.”

“No we don’t-“

“I know about what Jason said to you” you admitted making Eddie look at you. You can tell he was hurt. You knew that it was killing him that he was treating you this way.

“I don’t know what your talking about” he mumbled and went to the couch. He smoked the cigarette more until you pulled it out of his mouth and put it out on the ash tray.

“What the fuck-“ you cut him off by smashing your lips on his. Eddies body relaxed the second he felt your sweet lips on his. You can tell that he missed your touch. He pulled away from you and looked at you with his big brown puppy dog eyes.

“Wait y/n-“

“I get why you acted that way. Jason got to you and you didn’t want to admit it but you know damn well I’m not gonna let anyone let alone Jason to ruin the best thing in my life! I was not gonna lose you over something he said. I love you just the way you are and that thing you said, that you’re not good enough for me? That’s so not true. You are the first boy that has treated me like a princess. And my family does not hate you. They all love you. I love you. So please, when your feeling insecure, think of how much I love you.” You said and kissed him again.

You felt his hand on your waist as he desperately squeezed it. He was desperate for your touch. He missed it. He haven’t touched, talked, or even seen you for 4 days. It drove him insane.

You straddled his lap and deepened the kiss. You poked your tongue at his bottom lip. He didn’t open his mouth fast enough so you rolled your hips on his already raging bulge making him groan giving you the chance to slip your tongue in his mouth.

You were being gentle and sweet with him making his skin feel hot. You two would go rough but when one of you goes gentle and sweet, it gets both of you weak in the knees.

You pulled away and caressed his cheek. Eddie leaned into your touch and hummed.

“Let me show you how much I love you. Would you like that baby?” You asked while rubbing his shoulders. Eddie looked up at you and let out a tiny whimper.

“Use your words my love” you said softly and nipped at his earlobe. Eddie moaned softly before choking up a tiny “yes”.

“Okay just sit there and relax. I’ll do all the work” you said and pecked his lips. You kissed all over his face making him giggle before trailing down his neck and his collarbone and on he shoulders. Your small touches and kisses made his skin hot and his arm and neck hair jump.

He rutted his groin against you with a whimper slipping from his lips. You kissed his cheek and leaned into his ear.

“Patients, sweet boy” you whispered. Eddie let out a shaky sigh and obeyed.

You kissed all over his body and slid off of him until you reached by the waist band of his pants. Eddies breath quickened as you looked up at him for consent. He only looked at you with low tired eyes, parted mouth, and rosy cheeks. You knew you were gonna have that imagine in your head forever.

He nodded his head before leaning his head back to let out a breathy “fuck”. You pulled his pants down until it pooled at his feet and saw the obvious tent in his boxers.

“So hard and I’ve barely touched you. You’re too cute” you said making him let out a pathetic whimper.

You slightly palmed him through his boxers making him flinch. He moaned loudly at the touch. He was desperate for any kind of friction on his poor dick.

You finally pulled down his boxers making his cock spring out, hitting his stomach. You heard Eddie’s breath quicken as you kissed his thighs and trailed higher and higher until you kissed his tip.

You looked up at him and gently rubbed his chest.

“Relax, love” you said. He nodded his head and slowed down his breathing. You went back down and slowly pumped Eddie’s dick driving him crazy. You wanted to tease him a little before you get started since you love his reactions.

“M-mommy please” Eddie whimpered. He knew that was gonna set you off and it did. You loved when he called you mommy. It made your core feel hot and bothered.

“I know baby boy, I know” you cooed before finally taking him into your mouth. Eddie gasped at the feeling. He missed you so much that every little touch made him jump.

You hollowed your cheeks and swirled your tongue around him as you moved up and down. Eddie looked down at you with love in his eyes, you took him so well that it made him speechless. He lightly put his hand on your head and ran his fingers though your soft hair. His moans got louder each time you sucked.

He couldn’t help it. Let out out loud moans, groans, and whimpers. It was all too much.

“Fuck y/n..” he whispered but you didn’t stop. You pushed yourself farther down until his tip hit your uvula. It made you gag a little bit you pulled yourself together.

Eddie could feel you swallow taking the wind out his lungs.

“W-wait wait! I d-don’t wanna come y-yet- Ah!” He couldn’t even finish the sentence before shooting his warm cum down your throat.

“I-I’m so sorry!” Eddie said quickly as you pulled off of him with a ‘pop!’ Sound. Eddie watched as you swallowed all of him making him feel weak again.

“Don’t worry about it, love” you said and sat on the couch next to him. You pulled a blanket over him after pulling his pants up and let him lay his head on your pillowy chest. His breath was still heavy so you ran your fingers through his messy metal head hair to calm him down.

“I do love you” Eddie said once he calmed down.

“What?” You asked since it was kinda random.

“When you asked me if I don’t love you anymore? Well I do. I love you so much y/n” Eddie said and snuggled into you more.

“I know baby. And I love you more” you said before kissing his head. Eddie then realized that he didn’t do anything to please you.

“Wait what about you? I can-“

“No no it’s okay don’t worry about it”

“But-“

“Okay you can wake me up with it tomorrow morning but as of right now, it’s still all about you” you said and sweetly kissed his lips before letting him fall into a deep sleep on your chest. Shortly after, you joined him and fell asleep.

#eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fanfic #joseph quinn #fanfiction #strangers things #angst with a happy ending #smut #Eddie munson x reader smut #Eddie munson x reader angst #angst #stanger things smut

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maybank612 · 10 months

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Break Up With Him

I never thought that my life would come to this.

Yesterday I got a visit from the one and only Luke Maybank. I swear that man is like the devil walking.

He came over to tell me that I needed to break up with JJ. Of course I told him that he was crazy and I wasn’t going to leave the boy that I love more than life itself, but he didn’t like that answer.

He told me that if I didn’t leave JJ, then he was going to make sure that JJ ended up in jail. Whether it be from planting drugs on him, or getting him arrested for assault.

I wish I was joking but I know that he would do it if I don’t do what he wants. And I wish I could tell JJ but he would just say that his dad is bluffing and I can’t risk that.

If there is one thing that scares me more than losing JJ, is him going to jail. He is the best person I know, and he is nothing like his father, he doesn’t deserve that.

So here I am standing on the back porch at the chateau waiting for him to get home from work. I hear the door open and secretly hope it isn’t my boyfriend, because then I can have a little longer. But it is.

He comes up behind me and nuzzles his head into my shoulder. “Hey baby” he says in my ear.

God I still get butterflies every time he touches me. I let out a content sigh, knowing that this might be the last time he holds me.

Then I grow the courage to turn around, there are already tears in my eyes.

“Baby, what's wrong?” JJ questions with concern laced in his voice. He rubs his thumb across my cheek to catch a fallen tear.

“I can’t do this anymore JJ” I say looking at the ground, knowing that if I look in his eyes I’ll crumble.

“Can’t do what?”

“Be in this relationship” JJ takes a step back from me, this really is coming out of nowhere because we are so fucking happy.

“What are you talking about, did I do something wrong?” I look up to see the fear on his face, the fear of losing me.

“No, I just can’t be in a relationship anymore” I say avoiding his eyes again

“No, that’s not it.” He sighs “You can’t even look at me, your lying” damn I wish this boy didn’t know me so well.

“I’m not lying” I said in a slightly frustrated tone, because I need him to just accept it so I can go.

“Yes you are, and we are not breaking up” he says sternly, I really don’t want this to turn into a fight.

“Yes we are JJ, and I’m leaving tomorrow to go to the mainland for a month or two” I hope he will back off with this information, but he just stares at me.

“This makes no sense, we were literally talking about getting married the other day. You love me, you wouldn’t just leave. Not like this” JJ says trying to comprehend the situation. I want to tell him the truth so badly, but I just pick up my bag and turn toward the steps.

“Goodbye JJ” I say as I walk away, I hoped he would follow, but he didn’t. When I got to my car, I started to cry like I have never cried before. I hate Luke Maybank.

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It’s been a week since I left JJ and OBX, and today was the first time he reached out since I left.

He sent me a text that said he doesn’t know what happened, but he knows that I’m lying and he is going to figure it out, then get me back.

I can only hope that a few months apart will help him accept things, but that boy is stubborn.

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It’s been three months since I left OBX and I am finally back. I make my way to the wreck to say hi to Kiara, we have been talking this whole time, she really is the best friend.

She is the only one who knew I was coming home, well I thought.

I walk into the wreck and there he is. Waiting for me, with flowers.

“Y/n” He yells at me as I try to quickly turn around and run out the door.

He catches up and grabs the side of my arm.

“JJ, I can’t do this okay, I need you to let me go” I say trying not to cry

“I can’t do that princess, especially since I figured out why you broke up with me.” I stood there in shock, how could he know?

“What do you mean?” I question.

“I know my dad told you to break up with me, or he would make sure I got thrown in jail, well guess what, the old man got himself thrown in the slammer about two weeks after you left. And finally when I went to visit him, he told me the truth and said that he was sorry and high out of his mind” JJ knowing feels like a weight was lifted off my shoulders

“And I tried to call you to tell you, but I am pretty sure you blocked my number” JJ continues “Look I still love you y/n and I want to be with you for the rest of my life, no matter what my drug addicted father try to threaten me with”

I finally look up at him with tears in my eyes knowing that I caused us both so much pain over the past three months.

“I’m sorry” I cry out falling into his arms.

“It’s okay baby, I know you were just trying to protect me” He coos in my ear stroking my hair.

“I love you too and I want to be with you forever” I manage to choke out.

“Well then forever starts now” He says pulling me away to look in my eyes.

Then he leans down to place a kiss on my lips and I melt into his touch. I really missed him.

#jj mayback imagine #jj maybank #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank fluff

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kodzukenmaaa · 2 years

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𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌

↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ pairing: Okkostu Yuta x reader

↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ contents: yuta ignored you for rika

↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ warnings: toxic relationships with yuta, sad.

You and your boyfriend, Okkotsu Yuta. Hardly have time to hang out again with all the schoolwork that's been thrown at you all you guys don't hang out much.

After a long time, you two have time to go on a date after a long time, you're going to the amusement park, the last time you go there was with your friends and that was a long time ago. You've waited for the day to come, and you picked an outfit for the date days before the time of the date. You've been giddy all day.

When the day comes you wave excitedly at your boyfriend, your smile dropped when you saw a familiar face behind him. It was Rika. What was she doing there? You begged god in your mind that she accidentally saw Yuta and will get going soon.

Yuta who noticed your smile drop quickly walk to you and hugged you and whispered in your ear, "Sorry I didn't tell you, yesterday Rika-chan broke up with her boyfriend and I feel bad so I want to cheer her up, So I invited her."

"I thought it was only the two of us?" You asked Yuta. You're sad that the was supposed to be a date and quality time is ruined with Rika present.

"We can have another date, I feel bad about Rika she's been crying all night." He responded.

You sigh and then nodded. The whole day in the amusement park did not make you feel any better, the purpose of finally having a date was to have quality time just for the two of you, not with her! Heck, Rika doesn't even look like she cried all night. She kept holding your boyfriend's arm like her life depends on it.

Yuta had brought his phone out to take a picture together of course you were happy when he called you so you can have a picture close to each other.

"Can I be in the middle? I look so much better in the middle than the left." Rika said, Yuta then nod as Rika squeezed in between you. You want to scream and throw the brunette away so you can have your boyfriend just for a moment.

At least he holds your hand when waiting in line for the ride, time passed by it was getting dark and they decided to have one last ride together but the thing is you didn't like that, you're scared of heights but you wanted to try that ride just one time with Yuta but Rika says otherwise.

"Y/n-chan you're scared of heights, right? You should just stay here. No need to force yourself." Rika said before taking Yuta's hand and going to the ride.

That was it, you felt sick, the way Yuta ignored you for Rika. You've had enough by the time they got back from the ride Rika wanted to use the restroom.

"Hey Yuta," Yuta hums, "Maybe you should tell me before deciding to invite Rika to our date." You said, glancing at him.

"Sorry, I didn't have time Rika texted me all night that I forgot to tell you," Yuta explained rubbing the back of his neck.

You mumbled something under your breath, "What was that? Y/n can you repeat that I didn't catch it." Yuta asked.

"I SAID STOP TALKING ABOUT RIKA!" You cry out to him. He was taken aback by you suddenly shouting at him.

"What do you mean?"

"All you talk today was Rika this Rika that, Shut up Yuta! I don't want to talk about her!" You gripped your clothes. "Today was supposed to be our quality time together, I was looking forward to it because we don't have time to hang out anymore."

"I'm sorry okay, I'll make it up to you," Yuta says looking around him and seeing people looking at you and whispering at each other.

"You keep saying that! She's always there Yuta! She always tagging along with you like a parasite I never have time to have alone time with you!" You were fighting for your tears to not fall.

"Stop it Y/n, don't call her parasite she's my friend! you're being selfish." That was it. You have had enough of the bullshit.

"I'm not being selfish Yuta! I- UGH whatever I'm going home!" You stood up and leave Yuta on the bench looking confused.

On the way home, you cried silently with the uber driver kept glancing at the mirror and he kindly offered you a tissue box and said everything is going to be fine.

I guess you should have listened to your friend when they told you how he is with Rika and how you were better without him.

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #yuta okkotsu #okkotsu yuta x reader #okkotsu yuta x you #rika orimoto #jujutsu kaisen angst #k0dzukenny.navi

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boxwinebaddie · 3 months

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was your day today better than yesterday?

hi, friend!

i know you sent this a while ago, but i wanted to wait until i had a better day to answer this. <3

also yes...i know it sounds weird that today was a better day, considering i had that salty ass anon polluting the beautiful vibe palace of my ask box!

if you are reading this: choke :)

but, actually, bc i had such a foul morning and almost cried, lmao! i decided to engage in the uncle nina special ( it was pay day the other day, i was stooooked ) which is putting on my silly little outfit, doing my makeup, hitting the thrift store, getting revolving sushi, getting second dinner bc i ate everyone at the kareoke bar and then going home to hang out with my cat-daughter...while answering my asks.

i feel like everyone has something they do to cheer themselves up when they have a bad day; thats mine.

ALSO SPEAKING OF THE SUSHI PLACE. OOOOOUGH MY GOD!!!! EVERYONE MY WAITRESS WAS CRAZY DUMMY STUPID FINE!!!!!!

like oh my GODDDdDDDDDdd!!!

also...i think she was hitting on me?

which, normally, i would say Absolutely Not, but the lesbian pride flag pin was pinned to her apron, she complimented my eye makeup, checked on me several times and touched my shoulder...Five Times.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! anyways, um, uncle nina did not have enough liquid courage at that point to leave my phone number, so i fucking babied out and i just left her a really big tip and...drew a silly picture for her on the receipt...girl failure moment.

me x stas x being pathetic gay girls

me x stan x fumbling bad bitches

ONE THING ABOUT ME IS I WILL ALWAYS FUMBLE AND BUMBLE A BAD BITCH LIKE WHAT IS WROOOONG WITH ME!!!!

no one ask me about the also crazy bad girl whose number i got at the airport, i also fumbled that...LIKE THE L OF CRAZY FINE GIRLS BEING ATTRACTED TO MY IDIOT GIRL ENERGY AND THEN ME FUMBLING????? LIKE GOD I HOPE I DIE

i am...at that sushi place a lot tho...so i will keep y'all updated. but also the day i get a scary wendy testaburger girlfriend, you will never see me again, i'm so sorry...she's gonna get my life in order.

anyways! doing better today! having a much better night than my morning and having a much better day than that day. ilysm.

-uncle nina, girl failure ceo

p.s. when 3OH!3 said there's so many fine women that my head is spinnin...yeah...Yeah

#girl fail uncle nina nation who is up #me all night thinking abt th bad bitch i fumbled and bumbled #viv please call me i need u #KHDLKSAHDSADLD #rp close ur eyes its not what it looks like #anyways #thank you for asking sorry this is late #its fashionably late bc i looked cute #I WILL SAY MY OUTFITS DO GO HARD #SO I DO GET BONUS POINTS FOR BEING SLAY ALL THE TIME GIRLS DO COMPLIMENT THE FIT LIKE THANK U BABY KISS ME #i am also pretty or so the legend goes #uncle nina stop fumbling baddies challenge #failed i am so fucking stupid

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runningandraisingmyheathens · 9 months

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The past 48ish hours have been something else. Mariah’s birthday was yesterday. All she wanted was to see her sister and her nanny. So, I made it happen. We got there Saturday night. Stayed at an airbnb close to nanny’s. We didn’t get in until 7, didn’t get to nanny’s until 7:45. We ate dinner and hung out. I got everyone back and to bed by 9:30.

We were all startled awake at 1:30 to the terrifying pierce of the fire alarm. I panicked. Couldn’t find my glasses. I’m running around and screaming ‘get up, get out of the house!’ Of course, it stopped once I actually was at the door. Kai was the only one who also was there. Mariah and Josie never got of bed. We’d all have died if there had been a real fire. Anyway, I’m too jacked up and on alert to ever get fully back to sleep.

I drag myself out of bed at 6:30 to go run five miles before having Mariah open gifts. We walked the dogs and went straight back to nanny’s. We then drove to where Madison lives. Madison’s new family held Mariah’s birthday party there. They did everything, all we had to do was show up.

It was a very busy time with swimming and water slides. And Josie being a complete poot because they were jealous of Mariah. Josie was also upset because they felt like the other kids left them. So I spent a lot of time soothing that whole situation out. As it was time to leave, Mariah didn’t want to leave Madison. So, we decided she could stay the night there. Then it was a huge mess with Noah, Josie, and Renna crying because they couldn’t stay. Noah’s was the saddest thing. He just clung to her. So, it was decided Madison would stay with us instead.

Fast forward to bedtime. Mariah wants Madison to sleep with her. Josie doesn’t want to let her. Noah and renn also want to sleep with Madison. Josie starts having literal hysterics. Renna starts screaming that she hates me. Madison has an anxiety attack because Renn’s screaming. Noah is freaking out cause Madison’s having an anxiety attack. I get Madison calm. I finally get renn to sleep by saying she could sleep with me to pacify her. The Josie starts going again. I put them in my bed where they hyperventilate for the next hour. Renn leaves because she’s tired of listening. She goes to sleep in the living room where I wanted her to sleep anyway. Josie finally calms down and goes to sleep. Kai meanwhile has been quietly in her bed sleeping the whole time. She said this morning ‘God, I just sat there thinking ‘shut up, all of you!’

Got up early and we packed up. Madison got picked up. Noah and Mariah wouldn’t let her go. Madison’s lip was quivering the whole time. It was absolutely heart breaking. I hate knowing they all hurt that much. It’s not fair. I wish I had tried harder to keep them all together.

It was the same when we went and said goodbye to nanny. Noah has been very quiet since we came home. I know he’s sad. I asked if he wanted to talk. He just wants to be alone for awhile. Mariah is overly chipper. It’s so hard watching your children hurt and not being able to do anything to fix it.

After we got home around 5:30, I didn’t stop moving until 9, when I finally got to sit down and eat dinner. I’ve cried several times. I got a text saying Madison is back in the hospital after saying she wanted to die. I thought something was up when she kept giving Mariah all her stuff.

So. That was my weekend! It’s been a lot, and I could do with a good night’s sleep and about a week of therapy.

(Also someone should tell Keith that after knowing all this, he was stupid to bring up packing and moving to me today of all days)

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englishstrawbie · 2 years

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Serendipity (35/?)

Fandom: Station 19, Grey’s Anatomy

Characters: Maya Bishop & Carina DeLuca

Summary: A chance meeting at a bar leads to these two idiots falling in love. Follows canon and fills in the gaps of their relationship that we didn’t get to see on screen.

Also @ AO3.

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Do Better

Do the best you can until you know better. Then when you know better, do better. - Maya Angelou

They arrive at the station just before seven o’clock, tired and weary. Ben meets them in the parking lot; he has already seen the video – one of millions of people by now – and they fill him in with what really happened as they head inside. Maya trails behind at the back, her body lacking its usual bounce and enthusiasm for work. Feet drag across the floor as they trudge up the stairs towards the beanery. No-one has had any sleep and, despite the relief they share that Dean and Sullivan have been released without charge, the mood is deflated.

She is still thinking about what happened yesterday and how she handled things. She knows Dean thinks she got it wrong by bringing in the police, but what else was she supposed to do? They were off duty and she had to follow protocol. The girls are safe and she had done everything she could to get him out of jail, so that had to count for something. Still, she can feel the weird vibe between them and she doesn’t like it.

They are faced with another twenty-four hour shift, although she has already offered to call in C shift and switch the rota so that they can go home and get some rest – except for Maya herself, since tomorrow is the annual inspection and she needs to make sure the station is prepped and ready. It is the last thing she needs to worry about.

“When’s shift start again?” Jack asks, too tired to even retrieve his cell phone from his pocket and check the time.

“In about an hour,” Andy tells him as she follows him through the door.

“At least they didn’t hold Joyce as long as they held us,” Dean comments.

“Wait, did they drop all charges against her, too?” Vic asks.

“If they did, it's only 'cause someone filmed it,” Ben says.

They head straight into the break out room, finding a place to flop – a chair, a sofa, the floor. The mood is low and sombre.

“How vile do you have to be to lock up the mother of a kidnapped kid?” Travis says with disgust in his voice.

“And the firefighters who rescued the kidnapped kids,” Andy says.

Dean sits down in one of the chairs, leaning back and turning his head to look at her. “The black firefighters," he points out. “Just the black male firefighters.”

Maya’s instinct is to tell him he is being too sensitive but she knows it is not true. Maybe she was naïve before, but she can’t hide use that as an excuse any more. She has seen it with her own eyes. She steps into the room and looks around at her team. They are exhausted and it shows in every inch of their bodies. They might be used to intense stress and sleepless nights, but this is something different.

“You guys sure you want to work?” Maya asks them, expecting them all to want to go home. There is nothing she can do to change what happened yesterday, but she can give them time off to process it all – like she needs to do. “You must be exhausted.”

“The alternative's bringing home all this rage to my perfect little girl,” Dean says, “so...”

“Plus, today's inspection day,” Sullivan reminds her.

“No, that's tomorrow,” Maya says dismissively. She has been planning for this for months, she knows the date.

“I have it in my calendar for today,” Sullivan says. “And until recently, I was supposed to be the one doing the inspecting, so...”

Maya’s stomach drops. Shit. She can’t have got it wrong, can she? All eyes are on her as she pulls out her phone and checks her calendar. Yep, there it is, marked in red to remind her of its importance.

“No, no, no, no, no!” Maya cries. “Oh God.” She could kick herself for her stupid mistake, how did she get the date wrong? She feels the room deflate even more, if that is possible. She sighs heavily. “The inspection determines our budget for the entire year.”

“We'll reschedule,” Ben says diplomatically.

“Doesn't work like that,” Sullivan says. “They don't reschedule, we'll just fail. And I don't mean to be selfish, but...”

Maya feels her eyebrows arching in anticipation of what he is about to say.

“You're allowed to be selfish,” Vic tells him. “You're allowed to be whatever it is you need to be today.”

Maya knows she is cutting him some slack after he raced into the burning house behind Dean and helped save the two young girls, so she doesn’t say anything.

“I need to make a good impression,” Sullivan insists. “I need us to make a good impression. I can't lose anymore, I can't lose this house. I have a career to rebuild.”

It is important to Maya too – her first inspection since being promoted to Captain. She has a lot to prove in this male-dominated world. She knows that the fire department is full of people who think like Michael Dixon, who are watching her every move, who will jump at any chance to criticise her. She has no idea what they will make of yesterday’s events, or two of her team being arrested, or being caught up in a viral video that shows the Seattle police department in a bad light. She is pretty sure the Chief isn’t going to be happy about it, but that is a battle for another day.

“Okay, okay, look,” Andy says, standing up from the stool on which she was perched. “We know who we are. We've been prepping for this for weeks. We have to get this house in tip-top shape, let's just put our heads down and get through today.”

Maya nods, grateful that Andy’s pep talk has stopped them all from spiralling into despair at the thought of all the work ahead of them to be ready for Battalion Chief Gregory’s visit later that day. They start to move, dragging themselves to their feet.

“Okay, okay – we can do this,” Maya says resolutely, despite the guilt she feels at having to put them through their paces on a day when they really need an easy shift.

She leaves them in the break out room, pulling her cell phone out of her pocket as she makes her way downstairs to her office. She hasn’t checked in with Carina since their phone call last night and, with everything else going on, she longs to hear her girlfriend’s voice, telling her it will all be okay. Somehow, when Carina says it, she believes it.

Knowing she had an early start today, she doesn’t feel guilty about calling her at seven a.m. and hits the dial button, disappointed when it goes straight to voicemail.

“Hey, Carina. Just checking in. I hope your day is less eventful than my night was,” she says, trying to keep things light even though she feels a heavy weight on her shoulders, bearing down on her. She walks into her office. “Today is the annual inspection, which is the most important day of my captaincy so far,” she continues, dropping her bag on the floor and shrugging off her Gilet. “…and I thought it was tomorrow, so I'm not ready. I haven't slept or showered or eaten, or processed what I witnessed last night.”

She sits down on the chair in the middle of her office, momentarily relieved of the tension she has been holding in her body. “…and now I'm rambling on your voicemail because I miss you and – oh God, what if we fail? What if I fail?”

What if she does fail? She can hear her father’s voice in her head, telling her off for being distracted by silly nonsense instead of keeping her eye on the goal. It has been this way ever since she gave up running and decided to become a firefighter, her natural instinct to lean on his teachings and to wonder what he would tell her to do whenever a difficult situation arises. He doesn’t appear very often these days, but it is a habit she is still learning to break. She doesn’t need his approval any more, she has nothing to prove to him – but she is still the woman he moulded, still with a drive to succeed at all times.

“That is…”

The voicemail cuts off and she looks at her phone with despair, before throwing it onto her desk. Maybe Carina will pick up the message before her first appointment of the day and call her back with some words of wisdom.

She shakes the thought of her father out of her head. It is because she is tired, she tells herself. It is because she is wound up, because she is worried about her team and the inspection, and hasn’t seen her girlfriend for forty-eight hours.

Desperate to get out of the clothes she has been wearing for far too long and into something clean, Maya heads into the bunk room and shreds herself of her clothes, dumping them unceremoniously on the bed. She freshens herself up as best as she can and changes into her uniform. A ping alerts her to a message and she opens it quickly, happy when she sees Carina’s name.

About to video call.

Maya frowns. It is not like Carina to send her such short, curt messages. A video call comes through and she picks it up on her laptop for a bigger screen, sitting down at her desk. She can see immediately that Carina is in the car.

“Hey, should you be video calling while you’re driving?”

It is the firefighter in her that always worries about safety first. She has seen too many road traffic accidents caused by people distracted on their phones.

“It’s okay, Andrea is with me,” Carina says.

Andrew shifts the phone so that he comes into view alongside his sister.

“Hey Maya.”

“Hey. What’s going on?” Maya asks, curious about where they are headed so early in the morning when she knows that Carina should be at work.

“Andrea saw Opal at the hospital this morning,” Carina says. “She got into a car, we’re following her now.”

It is not what she was expecting to hear. “You’re what?” she exclaims.

“Did you see her yesterday?” Andrew jumps in before Carina can say any more.

“Yesterday?”

“Carina told me about the two girls who got abducted,” Andrew says. “Did you see a woman with red hair?”

“No, the house belonged to some guy called Bob,” Maya says. “There was no sign of anyone else.”

She is putting two and two together, and getting five.

“What makes you think they’re connected?”

“Okay, look, we don't have a lot of time to explain, alright?” Andrew says impatiently.

Maya doesn’t like sound of this at all, especially if Andrew is dragging her girlfriend into something that has the potential to get messy.

“Carina, are you okay?”

“Yes, we are safe for now, but...”

Maya doesn’t hear any more, as Ben walks into her office with his cell phone in his hand.

“Hey, Bishop, I just got a million texts from Andrew DeLuca, saying...”

He trails off when Maya picks up her laptop and turns the screen towards him so that he can see Andrew.

“Oh.”

Ben and Andrew exchange greetings as Ben walks around Maya’s desk, meeting her in the middle.

“Look, I've been trying Bailey a bunch, but...” Andrew starts.

“Yeah, she's finally getting some sleep, so don't bug her,” Ben says, protective of his wife. “What do you need?”

“They saw a woman at the hospital this morning and they think she's associated with what happened last night,” Maya says, although she still can’t connect the dots. But for as long as Carina is caught up in all this, she is going to go along with it.

“Yeah, well, we're not gonna let her get away this time,” Andrew says doggedly. “And she's got to be connected somehow to the guy that your team brought in last night. It's too much of a coincidence.”

Maya wants to disagree – it feels like a leap. But then she remembers yesterday, and her reluctance to believe the two desperate mothers until it was almost too late, so she is prepared to take that leap for now.

“Did you call the police?”

“Yeah, 'cause that worked out so well last night,” Ben comments.

Maya knows he is right to be cynical, but this feels way out of their control and she really is not comfortable with Carina and Andrew getting themselves involved in this without any back-up.

“Yeah, we tried the police, but they told us they'll follow up,” Carina says.

“So, your plan is just to follow her?” Maya questions.

Just because the police aren’t prepared to help, doesn’t mean that the next best thing is for her girlfriend and her brother to be playing car chase with a woman who might be a child trafficker. Just the thought of it is crazy.

“No, my plan is to not let this woman kidnap and torture other teenagers,” Andrew says.

“If we can follow her to a location or... or her home or something, at least we can give the police an address,” Carina says.

At least Carina has some sort of plan, but it still makes Maya feel anxious. Her mind is spinning as she tries to make sense of all this. They have just come from a messy situation, she doesn’t want Carina being dragged into another one – especially if it puts her at risk.

“Okay, Carina, this is crazy. You can't just follow some stranger all over the streets of Seattle,” Maya says.

She is ignored as they get distracted following Opal down a side road.

“She's stopping, pull over,” Andrew instructs his sister. “Pull over.”

“Who's stopping? Opal?” Maya asks, her frustrations starting to show.

“Okay, DeLuca, DeLuca! What are you doing?” Ben asks, equally frustrated.

They are both ignored this time as Andrew and Carina watch what is happening out of the window. Maya just hopes they are at a safe distance not to get spotted.

“She's talking to some man,” Carina says.

Great, now there is someone else involved in this. They have no idea who this guy is or what his role is in all this.

“Okay, Carina, these people could be really dangerous,” Maya points out.

“Yeah, they're dangerous to teenage girls,” Andrew says. “That's why we're here.”

“Stay in the car,” Maya pleads with them. At least they are safer in the car, she thinks.

“Look, you want to help? Cut through the red tape and get the police here right now,” Andrew says.

After yesterday’s fiasco, Maya has no idea how she is going to get the police on side, but she will figure it out – just as long as they stay safe. Maybe Officer Wicklund will be willing to help. After all, he looked pretty sheepish when he was confronted with the video of what had really happened and could no longer hide behind Schneider’s version of the truth. Maybe she can capitalise on that.

“Okay, we're on it,” she says. “Just please wait for the police.”

“We will,” Carina agrees.

“I'm not making any promises,” Andrew says.

Maya’s shoulders slump in defeat, her eyes staying on Carina, who meets them via the screen. She shoots Maya a look that tells her she will try, but they both know how determined Andrew is to catch Opal. She also knows that Carina will do whatever she has to do to support him this time around, especially since they had learned he was correct about Cindy Wright all along.

Maya slams the laptop shut in frustration. She shoots Ben a look that tells him not to say anything as she stalks over to the phone and picks it up, dialling the local police station.

“Officer Wicklund please,” Maya says when someone answers.

Wicklund takes her call at least, and is co-operative when she fires a series of questions at him and is willing to provide her with some information, but he is reluctant to help her push the case up the ranks to the right person.

“Okay, thank you.”

From the other side of the room, she hears Ben leaving a voicemail message for his wife as he matches her pacing up and down. When he hangs up, he turns towards her.

“Okay, I think Miranda has records, but I can't reach her,” he says. “I think she took a sedative.”

“It's okay, they were able to look up the incident at Grey-Sloan without the report number, but the detective assigned to the case is not in today,” Maya says.

“So?” Ben challenges her. “I mean, can't they get another detective? “

“They said they would try, but that it would take a while to process and to get them up to speed,” Maya says despondently.

“Unbelievable,” Ben says, shaking his head. “What about Ryan's old captain? Can he do us a favour?”

“Captain Rendon?”

It is a good idea – and the only alternative they have right now.

“We can try,” Maya says. She picks up the phone and dials another number, waiting for someone to answer. “Captain Maya Bishop, Station 19. Can I have Captain Rendon, please? I'll hold.”

“Um Andrew, he's…?” Ben starts to ask, but she cuts him off.

“He's stable,” Maya says. “He's been on his meds for months. He's getting sleep. He's good.”

She sounds more confident that she feels. She knows it is what Carina would say if she was here and, even if she is silently worried that Ben’s concerns might be justified, she is going to have his back.

On the other end of the phone, a police sergeant tells her that Rendon is unavailable right now. “”Will you please leave a message? Captain Maya Bishop, Station 19. It's urgent.”

Aggravated by the constant barriers, Maya puts the phone back in its holder, then immediately slams it into place four times before letting it go. Ben’s eyebrows raise and she shakes her head.

“Sorry. I’m just worried about what they’re getting themselves into, that’s all. I’d feel a lot more comfortable if they had back-up.”

Her gaze drifts through her office door to the entrance to the barn, where the team are working hard to get the station in top shape before today’s inspection.

“I don’t have time for this,” Maya says. “The inspection…”

“Some things are more important,” Ben reminds her.

“I know.” Maya lets out a sorrowful laugh. “I learned that the hard way yesterday. I got it so wrong.”

Ben raises his eyebrows curiously, but doesn’t ask her what she means.

“Are you gonna tell them?” Ben asks.

“You think I should?”

“After what they all went through yesterday, it’s not fair to keep them in the dark.”

“I don’t know,” Maya says with a shake of her head. “Miller…”

“Miller’s allowed to be pissed,” Ben says.

“I know that,” Maya says. “I just… you know how they’re gonna react when I tell them.”

“They?”

As soon as she says it, she knows how it sounds.

“I didn’t… I mean…”

“Yeah, I know,” Ben says, more kindly than she thinks she deserves. “Look, if there’s a chance that Andrew’s right and this woman they’re following, Opal, is connected to those two girls getting kidnapped, then maybe we need to give them the back-up that the police aren’t giving. Maybe there’s a chance to finally catch her.”

Maya tips her head to one side. “How are we gonna do that? The Chief is going to be here in…” She checks her watch. “… two hours.”

“I have no idea,” Ben says. “That’s way outside of my pay grade.” He steps backwards and holds out a hand, gesturing towards the door. “But you still need to tell them.”

Maya takes a deep breath and nods her head, then strides forwards, Ben close behind her. They head into the barn and she walks around the back of the fire truck to where the team are working hard.

“Listen up – announcement!” she says loudly, getting everyone’s attention. “Carina and her brother, Andrew DeLuca, are...” She falters, looking at Ben who shrugs. “They think they have eyes on one of the kidnappers.”

“Jada and Shanice?” Vic asks.

“No, no, the girls are okay. The girls are safe,” Maya assures her. “The guy from yesterday is still in custody, but we think his partner was at the hospital last night.”

“Wait, wait, wait. Carina and Andrew are doing what?” Jack says.

“Following her,” Ben answers.

Andy’s eyebrows arch. “Following her?”

“Correct,” Maya says, barely meeting her eyes. She knows what Andy is thinking just by the tone of her voice.

“Okay, good,” Vic says resolutely. “So, what do we do? How do we help?”

“I take it the police aren't rushing to the scene?” Dean says, his voice heavy with sarcasm.

“There's a lot of red tape,” Maya admits.

“Right, but you just keep calling it in,” Dean chides.

Maya looks at him, but he turns his gaze downwards. She understands why he is pissed at her and she doesn’t take the bait.

“Okay, look, I'm going. I'm just gonna take the aid car and…”

As soon as Ben says it, everyone else jumps in, offering to go with him. Maya feels torn, the inspection is too important to mess up but she knows that Ben is right – Carina and Andrew can’t do this by themselves.

“You can't all go, not if we want to pass inspection,” Maya reminds them.

“We just say that we're at an incident,” Dean suggests.

“It's not an incident, Miller,” Maya says, losing her patience a little. “Right now, it's just my girlfriend and her brother chasing someone in a car.”

“Wow, you really gonna just…”

“I'm what, Miller?” Maya challenges him.

She can feel his frustration with her – she is frustrated too. She doesn’t know what to do. She is the captain, the leader, and she feels like she has no power and no control in this situation.

Before they can get into it, Ben jumps in.

“Okay, I'm going. So who's coming?”

The team continue to squabble, all of them wanting to get involved. Dean is the loudest.

“Miller, Miller, you cannot get cuffed twice in twenty-four hours, man. For Pru,” Jack points out. “Maybe I can get some leverage as lieutenant or something.”

“Or something?”

Maya decides to step in, giving a command as captain.

“Gibson, Warren, go. The rest of you, there is still a lot to do around here.”

There is a part of her that wants to jump into the aid car with them, but she needs to be here when Gregory shows up.

Ben and Jack dash off to the aid car, while the others go back to their chores. Maya starts to retreat, until she hears Dean calling out after her.

“Aren't we gonna wait for the cops like you made me wait yesterday?”

Maya stops and turns.

“I told you what was going on in that house, I told you that I wanted to go in. No, and you ignored that black mother's cries because you waited on a cop who refused to help her!”

She wants to interject but she doesn’t know what to say because she knows that there is nothing she can say, so she just takes it.

“Those girls had to set a fire to get your attention, when you…” he takes a breath. “…you could have just had my back!”

Maya watches as he shakes his head and walks away. She can feel the rest of the team looking at her, curious about her reaction to Dean’s attack. She lowers her eyes and walks away, her face flushed with embarrassment. They know it is not like her not to bite back, but she can’t – not about this. She knows Dean is right. She let him down.

She heads back into her office and picks up her cell phone. The screen lights up with a short message from Carina, telling her that they have just pulled up outside the train station. She is about to fire a message back to her when Jack’s voice comes through the radio.

Captain Bishop, we have plate numbers for the police – VTQ 864. These are Idaho plates.

Maya picks up the radio. “Copy.”

She writes it down on the notebook in front of her, then picks up the phone and calls the station again.

“This is Captain Bishop…”

The sergeant on the other end starts to tell her that Rendon still isn’t available, but she won’t allow it this time. She has had enough of getting the brush off.

“No! I need to speak to him, now!”

After a bit more pushing, Captain Rendon finally comes on the line.

“Captain Bishop,” he greets her. “I hear you’ve been very persistent with my desk sergeant.”

“I’m sorry, Sir, but this can’t wait,” Maya says.

She dives into the whole story – the kidnapped girls from yesterday, the kidnapper at the hospital where a known child trafficker was seen early this morning, a pair of doctors from Grey Sloan on their tail (she avoids the part about her personal connection to them) and two of her team hot on their heels. She gives him a description of Opal and the plate numbers that Jack gave her, and he puts her on hold for five minutes while he does a quick check.

“Well, it seems your friends are on to something,” Rendon says when he comes back on the line. “This woman, Opal, is known to us. She’s been under investigation for some time thanks to her links to a child trafficking ring. The vehicle you gave us? It’s registered to a Robert Corson – he’s the man you came across yesterday. As well as the house here in Seattle where he was keeping those two girls, his name is also against a rental property in Boise, Idaho. If you’re right that Opal was at the hospital, I suspect it’s no coincidence. It’s likely that they’re moving kids across the border. I’ve spoken to the detective who’s leading this case and he’s on his way in. I’m sending Officer Patterson out, he’s one of our best and most experienced. We’re bringing in the FBI too. Where are your friends now?”

“Uh, Seattle Center train station,” Maya tells him, re-reading the message from Carina.

“Tell them to sit tight, we’re sending our people there now.”

“Thank you, Sir,” Maya says. “Thank you.”

“You know, if Tanner was around, he wouldn’t let this one go either,” Rendon says.

Maya feels a sadness wash over her at the mention of her friend.

“No, he wouldn’t,” Maya says with a small smile.

Rendon passes on the details of Officer Patterson so that she has a direct line to him, before ending the call. As soon as she can, Maya picks up her radio.

“The car is registered to Robert Corson,” Maya says. “He's the guy from last night. The Idaho plates mean that they're probably trafficking over state lines. FBI's getting involved and the cops are on their way.”

She hears Ben’s voice in reply. Copy that, Captain.

Maya is just about to call Carina to let her know when she sees Dean walking out of the barn with a bucket and cleaning materials in his hand. She wants to make peace with him, but she knows it is not going to be easy. Still, she has to try to make things right.

“Miller, good news,” she says, catching his attention. “The FBI engaged and the local police are on scene.”

She knows she sounds too formal, but she is keeping her guard up in case he is ready to get into it with her again.

“That's good to hear, Captain,” Dean says, his tone polite. She can feel them at odds and doesn’t like it. He gives her a respectful nod, then turns and starts to walk up the stairs.

“Dean,” Maya calls after him, softening her tone.

Dean stops and turns, retracing his steps back down the stairs.

“I’m sorry,” Maya says. “I got it wrong yesterday.”

It is a simple apology but she knows that anything more will sound like an excuse. She waits to see if does anything to repair their friendship.

“It might be a minute before I graciously accept your apology, Captain,” Dean says eventually.

It is not a cold reaction, but it isn’t exactly warm either. She hates that the exchange feels so awkward, but at least he doesn’t throw it back in her face.

“Understood,” she says.

Dean makes his way upstairs, as Maya turns and goes back into her office. She picks up her cell phone and goes to call Carina’s number, pausing only when she hears someone being greeted at the front desk. She panics. It can’t be Gregory already, he’s not due yet. She steps outside to investigate, relieved to learn it is a young guy with a broken finger who has come in hoping for some medical assistance. All it needs is a bandage, and she leaves him with Larsson, dialling Carina’s number as she heads back into her office.

She answers after a couple of rings.

“Maya, we have no news,” Carina says.

“I do,” Maya says. “The cops are on their way.”

“Ah great,” Carina says. Maya can hear the relief in her voice.

“Okay, thank you. Thank you, Maya,” Andrew says. “You know, you're my favourite girlfriend Carina's ever had? And there's been a lot.”

“No, don't listen to him,” Carina says.

Maya laughs, glad to hear them both joking. Except the momentary relief from the intensity of this morning doesn’t last long.

“She’s getting out,” she hears Carina say.

“Who's getting out?” Maya asks.

She hears Carina call after her brother – No Andrea! – and she starts talking in Italian. Maya is lost as to what is happening, but the relief she felt at finally feeling some control over the situation quickly disappears.

“Okay, what’s he doing?” Maya demands to know.

Carina continues to call out after her brother. “Maya, I have to hang up.”

“What? No, no, no… don’t hang up!”

The line goes dead.

“Fuck!” Maya cries into her empty office. She throws her cell phone on to the table and drops into her chair, her head in her hands.

She tries calling Carina back, but the line is busy. A couple more minutes and the police would have been there. Why the hell did they have to get out the car?

Maya sits and watches her phone, hoping Carina will call, but it sits silently on her desk, taunting her. She has no idea what to do now. The silence annoys her, until it is broken by the sound of crackling from the radio.

Captain Bishop, they’re getting on a train. Now, we're not sure where they're headed, but we're driving to the nearest train station now. Tell the police to standby.

Maya picks up the radio. “What? Why? Why did they...” She gives up trying to understand what the hell is going on. “Okay, okay, okay.”

She leans back and grabs a folder from the shelf behind her, and flips through the pages to a map of the train network.

“North or south?” she asks into the radio.

“We don’t know,” comes Ben’s reply. “Wait – I just got a message.”

Maya holds her breath as she waits for an answer.

“South. They’re heading south.”

“Copy.”

Maya picks up the phone and dials the cell phone number that Rendon gave her.

“Officer Patterson? This is Maya Bishop from the Seattle Fire Department,” she introduces herself.

“Ah yes, Captain Bishop, thank you for your help today,” the police officer says. “We’re almost at the train station.”

“About that – the suspect, Opal, is on the move. She’s about to board a train heading south.”

“Which station?”

She double-checks the map. “South Lake Union.”

“Okay, we’ll head there too.”

He ends the call and Maya falls back in her seat, sighing heavily. Her eyes fall on the clock on the wall. The time is ticking closer to Chief Gregory’s visit and he is due in just over one hour, but she knows it is possible that he will turn up early to catch them out. She can’t just sit here and wait for news, it is driving her crazy.

She wants to call Carina, to check that she is safe, but if they are on a train following Opal then Maya doesn’t want to draw attention to them by making Carina’s phone ring.

Instead, she stands up and heads into the bunk room, stripping her clothes and changing into her Class A dress uniform. Her heart isn’t in this inspection, her head certainly isn’t. Her team have pulled it together without her help, despite everything they went through last night. She needs to remember to tell them thank you when this is all over. Maybe they can reschedule that day-drinking they had planned for yesterday, once everything has calmed down.

Once she is dressed, Maya looks at herself in the mirror. She usually feels such pride in her uniform, in the two stripes on her sleeve, but today that pride feels tainted. It doesn’t mean anything if they are not making a difference – and how can they make a difference when there is so much red tape holding them back? When every step they take is judged instead of supported?

She knows she will be criticised for what happened yesterday – despite what happened to those girls and her team. She will probably get criticised for today too, for letting Ben and Jack go out in the aid car when no emergency has been called in. She cares about that, of course she does; she wants to be good at her job – she wants her superiors to think that she is good at her job – but is she truly good at her job if she doesn’t fight against the things that her gut is telling her are wrong?

She has a choice, and she has made her decision by the time Andy shows up in her office.

“Helmets are polished, hoses are stacked. You could eat off the floor in the beanery,” Andy announces. “I know it's not much considering everything, but my dad always taught me, sometimes you take it from the outside in, and from the outside this station is looking pretty good right now.”

She leans back against the cupboards and watches as Maya straightens her desk.

“Battalion Chief Gregory's gonna be another hour, at least,” Maya says.

She can’t do this. She can’t be here, not when her girlfriend is chasing a criminal across the city. Not when she doesn’t know what is going on. Her dress coat feels heavy and she starts to remove it, disappearing into the captain’s bunk and hanging it up in the small wardrobe inside.

“Copy. You want me to make sure that…”

“I want you to be in charge of the station while I'm gone,” Maya says. She emerges from the bunk and walks over to the door, grabbing her SFD jacket. “I can't just stay here while Carina's...”

“Wait,” Andy objects. “Hold on… Maya, this inspection defines your role as captain; as the...”

“…first female captain of Nineteen, I'm aware,” Maya says. She sits down on the chair to change her shoes. “But I can't play by the rules I witnessed yesterday. The whole first female captain thing implies that if I don't play by every single rule, then I'm failing. And if I don't do this job like the men before me did it, then I'm not up for the task. But I played by every single rule yesterday. I went against my gut and those girls had to set a fire to save their lives because I was playing by the rules. Because I was worried about how it would look on paper. And these people, these disgusting, soulless human beings are kidnapping children and holding them hostage and selling them.”

She stands up, the words falling from her mouth as she lets all her frustrations out. “And there is something more that we can do. So, I'm gonna show up.” She turns and grabs the keys to the fire command car from her desk. “I'm a first responder. I'm gonna respond, and if that means it's the last day as the first female captain, then I can live with that.”

It’s not really a choice, she realises, and she is so resolute that Andy knows there is no changing her mind.

“I'll get everyone in their Class As,” she says. “Go.”

Maya shoots her a grateful smile as she rushes out the door. She jumps into the fly car and puts the siren on, speeding through traffic towards South Lake Union train station. It has already been ten minutes since she last heard from Warren, which means that Carina and Andrew are probably already on the train. She dodges traffic and pulls into the underpass just seven minutes later.

Ben and Jack get out of the Air Car when they see her pull up next to them.

“What's the status?” she demands to know as soon as she gets out of the car.

“They should be pulling up soon,” Ben says.

Maya is relieved to know that she has got here just in time. “Okay. When the cops get here, we'll post at both exits. Can you send me the photo of Opal that Andrew sent to you?”

She heads towards the station entrance, pulling on a mask as she walks, and calls over the first security guard she sees. She doesn’t have time to get into any detail, but trusts that her badge and status as Fire Captain will give her the credentials she needs to command him to follow her lead. She tells them to look out for a woman in her forties with red hair and shows him the photo of Opal.

“Bishop!” Ben calls out to her.

Maya scurries back towards the aid car. “What?”

“Carina just text me. They’re pulling into the station now.”

In stroke of good luck, or just coincidental timing, Maya hears sirens and turns just as two police cars pulls up behind her. An officer steps out of one and walks towards them.

“Captain Bishop?”

His name badge reads Patterson, the cop that Rendon sent her way.

“We have the doors covered.” She holds up her phone. “This is a photo of Opal.”

Patterson recognises her straight away from the file he was sent. “She's a 4100 suspect.” He turns to his team of officers. “Let's go. Take the right side and the left side. Let's move!”

They disperse, heading in different directions. Maya has been on a few stake outs with the police, but usually at a distance. Today she is right in the middle of it as she follows the police officers to the station entrance. All eyes are on the recently alighted passengers, all blondes and brunettes so far.

“That’s her!” Jack calls out.

“Here we go,” Patterson says under his breath.

An officer steps up to her. “Ma’am, freeze!”

The woman spins as the officer grabs her arm. “Hey!”

It’s not her, it’s not Opal, and Maya sighs with frustration. They are so close, they can’t miss her now. They keep looking, eyes on everyone who comes out of the doors.

“Over there, over there!” Ben suddenly says. “There, there, there!”

Maya spins and sees the red-headed woman, as sure as she can be that it is Opal. She has to stop herself from launching forwards, holding back and letting the team of officers do their job.

Patterson grabs his radio. “We think she’s exiting the north side of the building.”

His team surrounds her. “Ma’am, freeze!”

Opal feigns confusion. “What’s going on?” she asks, putting her hands in the air.

She doesn’t fool anyone though and Maya watches from a close distance as she is cuffed and read her rights. She turns to share a look with Ben and Jack as Opal is put into the back of a police car. She is not giving much away, her body stiff as she is guided into the back of the car.

“It's interesting how they didn't shove her face into the ground,” Jack comments.

As the police car pulls away, they make their way back towards their vehicles. Maya pulls out her cell phone and goes straight to Carina’s number.

“We should let Carina and Andrew know,” she says.

“I’m surprised they’re not here,” Ben says, looking around in case they have caught the end of the show.

Before Maya has the chance to make the call, the radio crackles.

“Aid car nineteen, are you still at South Lake Union?”

Jack grabs his radio. “This is nineteen, yes we are.”

“We’ve had reports of a stabbing victim in the main concourse, can you attend?”

Maya stops, her body frozen. Jack turns towards her, his wide, shocked eyes looking at her over the top of his mask.

“Copy. We’ll be right there.”

Ben is already on the move, pulling open the back of the aid car to grab the gurney.

“Bishop? Maya?”

Maya shakes her head. No, she’s not okay.

A stabbing victim, that’s all they said. But there is a heavy feeling in her stomach.

She starts to run, ignoring the car horns that scream at her when she crosses the road without looking. She charges up the steps and into the station, weaving through the crowds as she makes her way to the main concourse.

As she runs, there is only one thing on her mind:

Carina.

#station 19 #grey's anatomy #maya bishop #carina deluca #station 19 fanfiction #my fanfiction #serendipity #I'm so close to putting a final chapter number on this fic!#(but I also keep changing my mind lol)

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