Tommy hasn't reconnected with Buck because he went to Minnesota and found a new job at the Minnesota Wildfire Air Operations under MNICS and every time he gets a Saturday off he goes and visits Bobby and Bobby's family and cleans away the weeds etc.
Buck finds out when he finally goes to visit Bobby. There is some yelling and a lot of kissing and then they get married a week after that, 2 days of which is spent getting their marriage license and then flying in to New York because they don't wanna do it in L.A. where everyone else will definitely shout about it. Buck tells Athena alone. Tommy tells Sal.
And there is a lot of yelling afterwards when Buck puts in his notice to the LAFD but there isn't much Chim can do about it, Buck has a really good record and Minnesota is thrilled to have him in one of their firehouses. Tommy is still not mentioned until he comes to help Buck pack up and U-Haul his stuff away. Cue even more yelling, but too bad, so sad, Buck is a married man and he has married man responsibilities
“Thanks for being here, Howie.” Tommy grunts. The painkillers are helping but he still gets pangs. “You didn’t have to be.”
“You saved my life Tommy, it was my turn to save yours.”
“Dammit.” Tommy laughs and it splits his sides. “I thought we were going to be even.”
“Not a chance.” Howie says gently. “If you need anything, Maddie and I are here for you.”
“Even though…?” I broke his heart?
“Yeah,” Howie replies. “Even though. You were part of the 118 once upon a time and the 118 doesn’t turn its back on its own. Although,” Howie chuckles, “you might want to get your speech together because he’s out there and he looks like death worrying about you.”
Tommy wants to reply but the pain pills take him. When he wakes again it’s Diaz, of all people, sitting at his bedside reading Sports Illustrated. Tommy really doesn’t want to talk to him. Like at all. He tries to pretend to stay asleep but Diaz has always been perceptive.
“Welcome back to the land of the living, asshole.” Great start. “You wanna tell me why you were mumbling Buck’s name in your sleep?”
“Was I?”
“No. But the fact you think you could be tells me I should say this: you broke him, Tom. He hasn’t been the same since you left and at first I thought it was Bobby but it’s not just that. He thought he found it with you.”
He doesn’t have to ask what It was.
“And you took that from him. I got so pissed off I almost drove to your house that night but instead I blocked your number.”
“I know.” Tommy groans. “I tried to call to explain myself the next morning and I couldn’t.”
“What were you going to explain, huh?” Diaz is toeing the line of anger but not crossing over. “That the whole time you thought Buck was going to leave you for me? You’re such an idiot,” Diaz takes a deep breath, pulling himself from the edge again. “You made up a losing scenario to prevent yourself from being hurt, but all you did was hurt yourself and worse, you hurt him.” Diaz sighs, something sad and heavy. “And it took me a long time to forgive you for that, because I love him.” There it is. The inevitable. He’s finally free to die knowing they figured it out. “Not like that, idiot. Like a brother. And you broke his fucking heart because you thought he was going to leave the best thing that ever happened to you for me! I’m a fucking trainwreck Tommy! I cheated on my girlfriend with a clone of my dead wife and scarred my son for life. What do I have to offer that you don’t?”
“He…” seven years of friendship for one, but that’s not the reason he left. “he loves you.”
“It’s the 118, we all love each other,” Diaz snaps. “He’s in love with you.”
Tommy doesn’t know what to say to that. He just lays in silence and pretends to sleep and Eddie pretends to read.
He doesn’t know when he fell asleep again. A recovering body needs a lot of rest, and he’ll take rest over what he wakes to. Maddie Buckley. Sitting in a chair next to him.
“Oh God.” He says. He thinks they both feel it.
“I’m not going to act like I’m not mad at you. You scared him so bad I thought he would drop dead, again”
“Maddie.” He doesn’t know what to say. The morphine must be tying his tongue.
“I thought he would get over you.” She admits. She doesn’t sound furious, actually. “But it’s been a year and no one has been you. I’ve set him up with every single girl in my book club and every gay guy I know and every time they get compared to… well, you.” She stops looking at him. Focuses on something in the corner of the room that Tommy can’t see “He felt something with you he hasn’t in years and you left him adrift.” Her eyes well up. “I told him he’d find it again, like he did after Ab—sorry.” She smiles sadly like she realizes she just cut to the heart of him. “Josh keeps telling me I need to be more understanding of your situation, but I don’t get it. I don’t think I’ll ever get it. So I’ll say this: he loves you.” She swallows thickly. “And he almost lost you. Fix it.”
“Am I a coward?” He asks Hen, when it’s her turn.
“Yes and no.” She says. “You were scared, and you ran, and you had your reasons.” She reaches for his hand. She’s the first non-medical person to touch him since his back rotor went out. “But, your reasons were stupid. I mean, ‘you’ll fall in love with your best friend?’ You watch too many romcoms, Kinard.” Hen hits him with a withering glare. “If that’s the only reason you can come up with—that Buck is going to leave you for Eddie—then you’re not protecting yourself, you’re denying yourself.”
“When I first came out.” He wouldn’t tell anyone else this, not even Evan, “I thought it was the One but I was just so swept up in finally being free, being me for the very first time, that when it went South, I promised myself I would be more cynical.”
“Well you kept that promise,” she scoffs, “but just because that’s what you felt doesn’t mean that’s what Buck was feeling, you could have just asked him.”
“Asked him what? If he could tell the difference between liking me and liking Having a Boyfriend? You should know that it’s hard the first time.”
“Maybe, but what Buck felt wasn’t the first time, he’s been in love before, Tommy.”
“And I broke her heart too.”
“That isn’t your fault.”
“It doesn’t feel that way.”
“You tried to force something that wasn’t there and you ended up hurting the both of you,” Hen sighs, “but I don’t think you did it out of malice. You were trying to protect yourself.”
“And I hurt a good woman.”
“And you’re in danger of doing it again with Buck, but this time there’s something you can do.”
Tommy stares at her, pleading for her not to say it.
“Talk to him.”
“I wouldn’t know where to begin.”
“You have nearly an hour to figure it out.” She checks her watch “45 minutes.”
Tommy is wide awake when it’s Evan’s turn to watch over him. He’s not even sure why they’re still holding vigils if he’s been awake most of the day, but he suspects they have their own reasons.
“Hi Tommy.” He says, his eyes look tired, his shoulders are slumped, his fists are fidgeting, and his gait is shuffled. He’s a wreck. They both are.
“I’m sorry.” They say in unison. Tommy laughs.
“You go first.” They say in unison.
“Um. Okay.” Evan starts, “I’m sorry I didn’t call you earlier, I’m sorry I never checked in after the funeral, and I’m sorry if I ever made you feel like a placeholder or an experiment.” He says it all lightning quick.
“I’m sorry I ran. I’m sorry I accused you of loving the idea of me more than you liked me. But most of all I’m sorry I stayed away.”
“I’m sorry for that too.”
It’s a sweet moment, he thinks, closure. “You know, it’s nice that all of you showed up for me. You didn’t have to do that.”
“It’s what we do. Show up for each other.”
“Yeah. It was nice to be a part of that family for a while.”
For five sentences, bucktommy and ‘It was a quiet evening.’
It was a quiet evening when Tommy showed up at his home, a casserole dish in his hands and apprehension behind his eyes.
"I'm sorry," he says, his eyes drifting down at the flour spotting Buck's sweatpants. "I guess I'm a little late for whatever crisis the meal tree was ordered for."
"Hi." You could come in, Buck thinks. Feels, more like. He's still got a lot of impacted fuzz up there. Sometimes it's hard to put words together. He pushes the door open and jerks his head towards the indoors.
Tommy ducks his head, breathing out audibly, and he steps inside. "You look a little pale," he says. "What was it, some kind of injury on the job?"
"I stole drugs from the rig," Buck says, volume far higher than necessary when the only other person around is close enough to touch.
"What?"
"That..." Buck groans in frustration. "Like five things I w-wanted to say and that wasn't any of them."
"Is it true?"
Buck freezes for a moment. "Yeah?"
Tommy tilts his head. "You sound uncertain."
"I, uh, did steal the- the fentanyl. B-But I guess from the drawer only. Not- Not the rig."
"You put it back," Tommy says.
"Yeah." Buck smiles a little, relieved to not have to spell literally everything out.
"So you've clearly been through some shit of late."
"Kind of an understatement."
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
Not tonight, he feels. I want to share this space with you and remember what it was like to have you in my life. I want to rewrite the memories of throwing up and shaking to pieces in every corner of this place. I want to never ever hear the name Derek again.
"What'd you bring me?" Buck says. "Did you cook?"
"Um, they're called funeral potatoes." Tommy looks uncomfortable. "I know, but hear me out."
"Y-You made-" A lump forms in his throat. "Bobby used hashbrowns, cheddar, and cream of chicken soup."
"I know," Tommy says. "Well, I remembered the hashbrowns and cheddar. You won't kick me out for using cream of mushroom, I hope."
Tears prick the corners of Buck's eyes. "Can I hug you?" His gaze is fixed on Tommy's hands, following the movements intently as they deposit the casserole dish on the coffee table and reach for him.
"You can go ahead and cry if you need to," Tommy breathes into his ear. His arms wrap around Buck like they were made for this specific task. "It feels like you've got a lot to get out."
Look, I am also in on the Morgadec slowburn, but helloooo??? Wagner is also a prime grade-A beef steak and some people just love to have 2 main courses. Let people enjoy and ride the wave. Please don't be so negative when you see someone enjoying Morgan and Wagner just because you want to see Morgan with Karadec
Imagine if Tommy Kinard, Donovan Rocker and Dr Park the Shark are triplets and they are working together to save Buck during the kidnapping(??!)
Donovan went in to rescue Buck and get the bad guy. Tommy then transports Buck to the hospital, where then Dr Park treats Buck's injuries. Imagine Buck waking up and there's THREE Tommy Kinard in front of him. I bet he'd passed out again lmao
Adding to the fact that these 3 are First Responders like???! When I say I have a thing for a men in uniform, I meant Lou Ferrigno Jr. Because he will always be wearing some sort of uniform i swear
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Imagine if Tommy Kinard, Donovan Rocker and Dr Park the Shark are triplets and they are working together to save Buck during the kidnapping(??!)
Donovan went in to rescue Buck and get the bad guy. Tommy then transports Buck to the hospital, where then Dr Park treats Buck's injuries. Imagine Buck waking up and there's THREE Tommy Kinard in front of him. I bet he'd passed out again lmao
Please help me find a fic cause i really don't know how to tag it on ao3 to find.
It's getting back together after their breakup. I remember they broke up but neither of them stopped writing "be safe" to the other before the every start of their shift. And when they get back together they promise to never stop doing it even if they're extremely angry at each other
a complete (?) timeline of 911 related crumbs involving Lou since s8's finale aired until now:
7 Jul - Lou answered a cameo about Tommy saying "You deserve more Tommy, and I will try my damndest to make it happen"
27 Jul - Lou followed Corinne on IG
13 Aug - Elijah and Corinne are announced as new mains & 911's IG account followed Elijah
17 Aug - Lou answered another cameo message about Tommy
20 Aug - Lou followed abc's casting account on IG
25 Aug - 911's set photographer, Chris Willard, followed Lou (and several of 911's cast members)
1 Set - Lou followed abc's IG account
2 Oct - Lou answered a cameo message about bucktommy
8 Oct - Lou liked Kenny's post about 911's cast
2nd week Oct - Shannon Ryan Bornheimer, Disney's President of Marketing, followed Lou (and Kenny, Elijah and Corinne) on IG
14 Oct - Lou wished a happy birthday to a 911 crew member on IG
15 Oct - Lou liked a 911 bts video of the sound crew & a 911 bts video posted by Kenny
17 Oct - Lou liked a 911's post about the just aired episode
22 Oct - Lou followed 911's set photographer, Chis Willard
27 Oct - Lou liked a 911 IG bts post about the opening emergency
5 Nov - Lou followed Shannon Ryan Bornheimer, Disney's President of Marketing, on IG
and, of course, 911's IG account still follows Lou.
if these are not signs that he's still a part of the 911 cast and that Tommy will be back at some point, I demand a written explanation by all people involved in this. 🤣🤣🤣
(also, another bit of possibly relevant information: during October they were filming scenes for 9x07 and 9x08 - that may be titled "War" and "Secrets", not sure which will be which.)
(and if anyone has any more information, feel free to add.)
Because I love a 5+1…5 times Hen tries to set Tommy up + the 1 time she gets it right
Except…
The first five times Hen invites some guy along to their monthly queer bar meet-up. They’re all nice enough guys and some of them are even first responders. It’s not that Hen has bad instincts, it’s just that Tommy doesn’t hit it off with any of them.
He did hook up with #4 in the bathroom and it was fine, but it wasn’t let’s do that again good and so they didn’t.
After the 5th guy, Tommy (mostly) jokes that if she didn’t want to see him every month, she could just say so.
Hen sees right through his self-deprecating humor and frowns at him. Tells him she wants to see him happy with somebody (because she knows he wants that too). But she would stop trying to set him up if he wanted her to (he did).
The next month, Hen brings Buck. Or rather, Buck decided to tag along and she didn’t have the heart to tell him no.
Tommy and Buck get along great. Buck’s different than any of the other guys Hen’s introduced him to, different from anyone Tommy’s ever met.
At the end of the night, Tommy tells Hen, “I know I said I wanted you to stop setting me up, but I’m really you glad you didn’t listen.”
Hen looks at him funny and says, “what are you talking about?”
“…Evan?”
“He came because he had nobody else to hang out with.”
“Oh.”
“Why did you think I was trying to set you up?”
Tommy (because it worked): 👁️👄👁️
Hen (realizing the line for the bathroom earlier wasn’t that damn long): 👁️👄👁️
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