#er doctor eddie x girl dad buck

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ive been having a lot of thoughts about girl dad buck (as im sure it was obvious from my post from earlier) and decided to dust off an old wip. <33

Eddie will admit that he’s seen a lot of crazy things while working in the E.R. People are very stupid, and some of them are shameless as well, not really the best combination when it comes to medical issues.

He’s seen people with fruit up their asses, a gun hidden inside vaginas; he’s seen people high out of their mind making a bad decision after the other— like jumping from the rooftop of an ambulance; and of course he’s also seen freaky accidents, out of the people´s control.

The point is, he’s seen a lot of shit, okay? Ranging from crazy and funny, to deeply concerning and pushing him to question why he became an E.R doctor in the first place. But he’s gotta say, this is the first time he sees a grown man walking into the emergency room wearing a dress that clearly doesn’t fit him, and that it was not made for him. Eddie thinks he might recognize it as a dress from one of those Disney princesses, but he can’t be sure.

There’s a little girl hanging from his arm and another one clinging to his leg, making it hard for him to walk. He’s wincing and clinging his free arm against his body as if his life depended on it. The sight itself is kind of hilarious, and Eddie would definitely laugh if it wasn’t for the clear pain written in the guy’s face.

“How can I help you?” Eddie asks once he makes his way to the man, already guiding him to one of their free beds with a gentle hand on his back and eyeing the little girls with uncertainty. They seem to be fine, if not a little scared for the guy they're climbing like a tree.

“Uh, I think I broke my arm,” The man blinks slowly as he places the girl holding onto his good arm on the bed in front of him and then kneels, expertly swinging the other little girl over his shoulder and placing her safely on the bed as well.

Eddie wants to tell him the bed was for him, but he's also a struggling single dad, so he gets it.

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[anotherspnfanfic]

Nobody Fights Alone - Part 4

Pairing: Eddie x reader

Word count: 1414

Warnings: cancer, language

A/N: Part 4 of the series! Co-written with @spnirwin! We appreciate all the love and feedback on this so far! If you want to be tagged, let us know.

Series Masterlist

Part 3

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You pulled into the parking spot next to Eddie’s truck and put your car in park. You grabbed three of the grocery bags from the backseat and headed into the station.

Buck came out from the weight room as you reached the bottom of the stairs. He reached out to take the bags from you but you pulled them away from him. “No, I got these. Can you go get the rest of them from my backseat?”

“Yeah, of course. Eddie is already upstairs.” He took three steps backwards before turning to go retrieve the bags.

You continued up to the kitchen and set the bags on the table. Spotting Eddie sitting on the couch, you walked over to sit beside him. You leaned in to kiss him softly.

“Hi,” he greeted with a smile.

“Hi.” You couldn’t help but laugh.

“How’re you feeling?” he asked.

You rolled your eyes and stood. “For the millionth time, I’m fine!” You walked back over to the kitchen and began pulling out pans and utensils to make lunch.

Buck came up the stairs and set the rest of your groceries on the table. He started pulling everything out and asked, “Do you want any of this cold stuff in the fridge?”

You shook your head. “No—“ A yawn caught you off guard. “No, it’ll all be fine until I’m ready for it.”

Eddie walked over to the island to stand next to Buck. “We told you you should’ve stayed at home to rest. Or at least let Bobby cook and you can just hang out.”

“Oh, my god.” You glared at both of them. “I am fine. I always come and make everyone lunch. There is no reason I can’t still do that for as long as I’m up to it.”

“You just had your second treatment yesterday,” Eddie said.

Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes for a moment. “Trust me, I’m very aware of that. I’m okay. And if all you are going to do is hover and give me those looks like I’m about to break… then, please, go somewhere else.”

They exchanged looks. Eddie walked around the island and pulled you into a hug. “We’re sorry. You can’t blame us for being a little worried,” he said as he pulled away.

Bobby came up the stairs then and looked at the groceries all over the table. “Y/N, how is it that you are such a good cook and Buck here can barely work a spatula?”

“I taught myself while Evan, here, was busy dating any girl he could.” You smirked as you ruffled your brother's hair.

Bobby laughed. “Well, if you need any help with lunch, let me know.”

“Thanks! I think the only help I need is these two out of my way.”

The bells rang, alerting them to a call. “Your wish is my command,” Bobby joked as they took off towards the trucks.

You got to work, preparing two large pans of lasagna and two pies. As you put the lasagna in the oven, you were hit with a wave of dizziness. You leaned on the counter and closed your eyes as it passed.

About an hour after they had left, the rigs were parked back in their rightful spots. You slid the pies in the oven as the crew made their way back upstairs. “That was a quick one,” you said, walking over to hug Eddie.

Buck looked around the kitchen. “Looks like it was just long enough for you to get everything in the oven.”

You nodded. “You’re right. Now, we can sit around like you wanted.”

You sat on the couch and they started sharing stories. They reminisced about their most ridiculous calls until you were all in tears of laughter.

Eventually, the timer sounded to alert you the lasagna was ready. You pulled one pan out, then the other. You set it on the counter just as you were hit with another, stronger wave of dizziness. You gripped the edge of the counter and waited a moment, hoping it would clear.

It didn’t clear this time and you started to feel nauseous as well. “Umm, Ev-Evan? Eddie—” you stuttered. You turned to see them both rushing toward you. Black spots invaded your vision and you felt one of them catch you when you started to fall.

“No, no, no. Open your eyes, Y/N, please,” was the last thing you heard.

~ General POV ~

Buck and Eddie were sitting in the ER waiting room. It had been just over an hour since she had been brought in.

“How long does it take to find out what’s going on?” Buck asked, wringing his hands together.

Eddie just stared ahead for a moment. He shook his head, “I don’t know. Too long.”

“I can’t lose her, Eddie.” Buck glanced over at his friend.

Eddie broke his stare to look over at Buck. “I know. I can’t either, but we can’t be thinking like we’re going to.”

Just then the doctor came out to find them. They stood quickly, both asking, “Is she okay?”

“She is,” the doctor started. “It was dehydration and exhaustion from pushing herself too hard. We are admitting her for the night to get her rehydrated. Most likely, she will be good to head home tomorrow.”

They both sighed a breath of relief. “Thank you. Can we see her?” Eddie asked what they both wanted to know.

“Yes, they’re moving her up to a room right now. You can see her as soon as they have her settled. It shouldn’t be more than half an hour.”

They both said their ‘thank yous’ as the doctor disappeared behind the same door he’d entered through.

A few minutes later the sliding doors leading outside swooshed as they opened. Neither of them bothered to see who was entering.

“Dad! Buck!” Christopher’s voice rang out.

Both men smiled as they turned to see him heading over.

“Christopher,” Eddie breathed out, as he hugged him. He glanced up to look at Carla.

She smiled sympathetically. “We wanted to be here for you guys.”

Buck stood and pulled Carla into a hug. “It’s good to see you.”

Five minutes later, a nurse came to show them up to Y/N’s room. They both wanted the nurse to walk faster so they could get to her sooner. When they reached the room they were slow to enter, both afraid of what they were about to see.

~ Reader POV ~

You heard the door open slowly. You didn’t bother to open your eyes, assuming it was just another in the long parade of nurses and doctors.

A chair was dragged across the tile before a hand grabbed yours. It was a hand you knew well and you opened your eyes to meet Eddie’s. They were bloodshot and puffy like he had been crying. “You scared the shit out of me,” he said.

You glanced behind him to see Buck in a similar state and nodding his agreement with Eddie.

“I’m sorry.” You squeezed Eddie’s hand. “I swear, I felt fine. Right up until about a minute before I passed out.”

Buck moved another chair around the bed to sit beside you and took your other hand in his. “This is why we asked you to take it easy. I know you want everything to be normal, but it’s not. Your body is fighting a war. You’re going to beat this, I know it. But you have to start taking it easy for a while.”

You nodded as you glanced between them. “Okay, but I’m still coming up for lunch at the 118 regularly.”

Eddie laughed and kissed the back of your hand. “I think that sounds like a plan. They all want to see you, too. Speaking of, you have a couple more visitors. Carla and Christopher are here if you’re up for it.”

You smiled. “Absolutely! A hug from Christopher sounds like just the medicine I need.”

Buck stood. “You stay with her. I’ll go get them.” Christopher came in a minute later with Carla and Buck trailing behind.

“Y/N!” he greeted.

“Hey, kiddo. Can I get a snuggle?” you asked him with your best pout.

“Yes.” He smiled. Eddie picked him up and set him carefully beside you. He wrapped his arms around your neck and squeezed.

“Thanks, buddy.” He cuddled his head against your shoulder and you kept him wrapped in your arms until you drifted off to sleep.

Part 5

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