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9-1-1: Lone Star | Paul Strickland in 1x08

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9-1-1: LONE STAR | 1.08 Monster Inside

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Thanks, Anon!

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Watching 1x08 and noticing for the first time that Carlos already has tear tracks down his face when he walks into TK’s hospital room. I’d always noticed the tears welling up in his eyes but not that he already has fresh tracks down his cheeks. Now I’m thinking about Carlos crying on his way to the hospital and having to try to compose himself before waking in 😭😭😭

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baby hippo Mars via tanganyika wildlife park

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You’ve loved every dog you’ve ever met since you were two.

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I love how the sun gets right before it sets

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snoopy of the day

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Obi Wan saying "Sith lords are our speciality" to the sith lord organizing the Clone Wars, standing next to one of the future strongest sith lords in history, while his former grand-padawan is fighting the sith lord he thought he killed, then preceding to get his ass kicked by another sith lord is objectivly one of the funiest things hes ever done.

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In A Minute There is Time

A brief coda to 1x08 where Owen and Carlos talk 

It wasn’t supposed to be like that. 

Owen wasn’t supposed to be sitting there, completely fine, while his only child was stuck in a hospital bed, unconscious and breathing through tubes. It was his fault mostly. It was his job to make sure nothing like that ever happened to his team, that all the protocols were in place for the safety and security of everyone. 

Owen Strand was not a religious man. Having been a firefighter for over two decades, seeing the generalized cruelty of people and of nature, he had stopped believing in a higher benevolent power years ago. No creator would tolerate this much suffering, so there must not be a creator. 

Watching his only son fall into a habit of drugs and heartbreak cemented it. TK was the only good thing to come out of his marriage, and the one person Owen could love with his whole heart. 

He wondered if someone back in New York had been watching out for his tiny family, helping him keep TK safe. Keeping him alive. 

The hospital was quiet and empty, save for the night staff shuffling around, quiet and morbid. It reminded him of all those other times when he had stuck by TK’s side, back when youth and hurt had burned bright through him. When the man TK loved shattered his heart into a thousand pieces. 

Things were better in Texas. Yes he had his own health to consider, and building a whole team from the ground up was back-breaking work. But he saw the way the team came together, the way Judd stepped into the older brother role, the way Paul became the voice of reason. He thought he had dodged the streak of bad luck. It was a new start. 

He stepped out of the room, walking slowly to his other destination. The hospital prayer room was quiet and semi-dark, lit only by low lights in the back. Owen didn’t know if praying now after a lifetime of not believing, would help. But he sure was going to try, anything that could help TK was on his list.

He was shocked to see a lone bow-headed figure in the room, and a very familiar one at that. 

“Officer Reyes,” he said, putting a gentle hand on the young man’s shoulder. 

Startled teary eyes look up at him. “Sir,” he said, and Owen heard the cracked syllables of grief. He felt a little unmoored in the face of Carlos’ sadness. He hadn’t seen this coming, had failed to notice the blossom of TK’s new relationship. He had failed at a lot of things recently. 

Carlos got up to leave, even as Owen sat down. “I don’t mean to impose on your time, Officer Reyes.” 

Carlos hurried to wipe his eyes and show some normalcy. “It’s just Carlos, sir. I didn’t mean to-”

He waved a hand, reaching out to keep Carlos where he was. “I’m not your Captain here, son. I appreciate seeing someone else just as worried for my kid as I am.” 

Carlos sat back down and exhaled. A moment of complete silence surrounded them, and Owen wondered if now was the time to ask questions. He’d try it anyways. 

“How long have you and TK…” he let the question linger. Maybe Carlos would be more forthcoming than TK was. 

“I, that is we,” Carlos started. “We weren’t a thing really. I think we were working our way up to something. I think. I hoped.” 

Owen sat and waited. He couldn’t get the truth from his son at the moment, but at least he had the next best thing. He didn’t want to upset Carlos but he didn’t want to lie either. 

“Carlos,” he started. Better to be direct. “TK is a good guy, and he sees the good in everyone.” A single breath. “But he wears his heart on his sleeve and that has gotten him hurt before.” 

Carlos was nodding, before Owen could continue. “He told me about his ex, and his relapse.” 

Owen tried to hide his surprise. It took TK months to reveal anything about Alex to his team, and they all practically lived together. How had he missed things progressing this far between his son and young Officer Reyes?

“I keep thinking I did the right thing, taking us out of New York and moving us half way across the country,” he said. “But now I see my child lying unconscious on a hospital bed, and I wonder if I should have let him live his life the way he wanted to back in New York.” 

“I know this sounds selfish, but I’m glad you are here,” Carlos said to him. “TK has been one of the good things in my life, sir.” 

Owen smiled. “You love him, don’t you Officer Reyes?” 

Carlos’ face was a mix of grief and joy. “Not yet, sir. But I really want to find out.” 

Owen squeezed Carlos’ hand. “Carlos, I may not have been there when all this started, but when TK wakes up, I promise to help you find out.”

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TOP 10 EPISODES OF 9-1-1: LONE STAR AS VOTED BY MY FOLLOWERS

→ 7. (a) Monster Inside (1.08), 175 votes

You haven’t lost me yet. Yeah, but I could! Yes, you could. You could. To cancer. On a call. I could be hit by a truck. There’s no guarantees. Not for anybody. This dog isn’t a symbol of my death, it’s an affirmation of my life. It’s okay to love him even though you might lose him.

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9-1-1: LONE STAR | 1.08 Monster Inside ↳ "Here we go."

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If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading

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