#the firefam

[donationwayne]

Blame Me (For Mistakes You've Made But You Can't Own) (4.5k Words)

Basically this is just a Buck sick fic. I thought it would be interesting to delve into Buck's probably complicated relationship with illness during his childhood. It made me wonder how differently his parents might have treated him and how the 118 would react to certain revelations.

Buck doesn't know about Daniel and doesn't find out about Daniel but he is mentioned briefly when it jumps to Maddie's POV.

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Summary

Buck goes into work sick and the 118 take care of him. We delve into Buck's complicated relationship with illness, due to his parents own relationship with ill children. A fic where Buck is still in the dark about Daniel.

SNIPPET

“What was your mom's go-to remedy?” Bobby asks, glancing at Buck, who's been suspiciously quiet. Buck sneezes defensively—if a sneeze could be defensive or delay the incoming conversation. “I don’t think my parents really had a go-to method for dealing with illness other than pretending it wasn’t happening. I don’t remember ever going to the hospital or anything like that outside of, like, pneumonia one time as a kid. Even then, my aunt took me and signed me out until Maddie was old enough. “I was always sick as a kid,” Eddie admits sheepishly. “I can’t believe you never got sick.” “Evan was very sickly, don’t let him fool you.” Maddie replies. “Mads—” Buck really wants to stop this conversation in its tracks before it can progress any further. He was feeling so much more vulnerable than usual. “What did your parents do when you were sick?” Hen asks. “Fuzzy socks and an electric blanket—the cold months and all that, you know? Buck’s body was always healing from one injury or another, so I think it made his immune system shitty.” “Sometimes, when you talk about our parents, I’m pretty sure we had different parents. They must have been abducted by aliens or something,” Buck rolls his eyes, shifting away from his sister, who tries to press the back of her hand to his head. “Maddie took care of me until she moved out, whenever I was sick. My parents were weird about it, like I said.” “Weird how?” Chim asks suspiciously, remembering Eddie's accusations of terminal illness. “I don’t know, weird! Mom wouldn’t come anywhere near me if I was sick. I think she didn’t want to risk catching it herself.” Buck laughs to himself and shrugs a little uncertainly. “It was just easier to keep it to myself. Especially because dad would get angry when mom was upset.” “They’d get mad at you for being sick? Hen asks, bemused.

[papabearbobbynash]

I don't think I processed properly that Bobby spent a whole episode begging someone from the team to roast him while the team spent the whole episode avoiding to answer simply because they couldn't come up with anything.

[honestlydarkprincess]

we deserve at least one episode where the whole gang is in on an investigation. meeting at bobby's house so he can whip out his fancy detective board and all the different types of string he bought

[itskindnessinfinite]

THEY LOVE BUCK SO MUCH I’M GONNA SCREAM

[katyobsesses]

That episode was so meh the fandom is kinda dead lol

[mythtakens]

9-1-1 + out of context

[princesseddiediaz]

This is crazy when you think about it.

[pythiart23]

Just gonna leave this here :]

[tvuniverse]

#the 3 very grown adults of the 118

9-1-1 Hen Wilson, Eddie Diaz and Evan 'Buck' Buckley -> 8x07 Hotshots

[ranbling]

I no longer care about any kind realism, the 118 could save the International Space Station next and I wouldn't bat an eye

[texasbama]

[coderooster]

Fox: we can't let Buck and Eddie interact, the fans will read too much into it

ABC: they already do so why not give them something to read into

Fox: the show doesn't need promoting

ABC: put the cast in front of a camera and let them say whatever the fuck they want

Fox: Maddie and Eddie are only interesting when they're traumatised

ABC: wrong again! Look at these goofballs!

Fox: Buck is the straightest straight to ever straight

ABC: *maniac giggling* he just kissed a guyyyy

Fox: ...

ABC: fuck you!

[military-newsboys]

Christopher: Dad, i need some advice

Eddie: with what?

Chris: with love. like, how did you know you were in love with Buck?

Eddie: ...

Eddie: i'm in love with Buck??

[honestlydarkprincess]

them: hey what are you thinking about

me: which one? do more. it was kinda nice at first. i'm not sure bobby could take another loss. buck is going to be fine, he has to be. buck can't breathe. captain bobby nash died five years ago. i couldn't tell him no. hey buck, it's me christopher. wherever you are, you need to come back. come on, mom brought two kids into the marriage, you brought one. he's going to find his way back to us. i love you too, may. hey kid, fancy meeting you here. i busted out the rosary beads, must be serious. i do know that you never give up, so don't start now. so basically, you were buck. and that's enough? i think it is. can you help me find my dad. i'm sorry but you're not real. my life isn't here, it's there. i do have a family. i have to get back, i'm running out of time. i know that, cause i'm a firefighter. i'm not going back for them, i'm going for me. a school teacher, huh. trust me, it's better here. yeah, and i think she's really enjoying being spoiled by her grandparents. that's a lot of well wishes. there's a lot more at the firehouse. i'm good with the chair for now. she is going to redecorate your entire apartment, you know that right. that's okay, it's kinda nice.

[stevenrogered]

♪ You can't go it alone, everybody needs help You got to find your people, then you'll find yourself ♪

[criminally-obsessed]

EDDIE: *clicks pen* BUCK: *clicks pen in response* CHIMNEY: Stop that. EDDIE: Stop what? CHIMNEY: You’re talking about me in Morse code! BUCK: Yes, that’s what we were doing. In our very limited time, we took a class on a very outdated, very unnecessary form of communication just so we could talk about you in front of you. Congrats, you figured us out! *later* EDDIE, to HEN: That’s actually exactly what we were doing.