#david deacon

[playbucky]

Shots Fired.

Requested by Anon – Deacon request- Reader is a detective gets injured on duty and swat are called in. Deacon is shocked by his feelings for reader (he’s recently divorced) and struggles to focus on the job just wanting to talk to reader in hospital later on. Characters – Deacon, Hondo, Reader. Word Count – 948.

‘What the matter with you?’ Hondo questioned, Deacon pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. ‘I don’t know Hondo.’ Deacon commented, dropping his hat into the back seat of the jeep. ‘You know Y/N.’ Hondo told him, Deacon nodded. ‘We all know her.’ Deacon replied, Hondo nodded as he rested against the doors. ‘Yeah, but you’ve been hanging out with her more since you and Annie divorced.’ Hondo pointed out, Deacon nodded. ‘She understands.’ Deacon easily explained. ‘I think I know what your problem is.’ Hondo stated, Deacon looked at him with a raised eyebrow. ‘You like her D.’ Hondo stated, leaning forward. ‘Of course I do.’ Deacon replied, Hondo smirked and shook his head. ‘No, you have romantic feelings for her.’ Hondo told his friend who looked shocked and confused. ‘No.’ He hesitated. ‘Oh come on, open your eyes.’ Hondo stated, tapping the side of his head. ‘The last time I saw you like this D, was with your ex-wife.’ Hondo told him, he went to disagree but stopped when the radio crackled.

‘Shots fired. I repeat shots fired.’ Your voice came through the radio shortly after the loud pops filled the air. Hondo turned and watched Deacon who cleaned his jaw tightly, readjusting the grip on the gun before turning back to the building getting ready to send the team in when the radio fizzed. ‘Suspect is injured and moving towards the back exit but Sergeant Y/L/N has been shot.’ Your partners voice came through. ‘Chris, Street go to the exit and get him.’ Hondo commanded, they nodded and started crossing the area to get into position, Hondo turned to Deacon. ‘You, me are going in the front.’ Hondo told him, he stiffly nodded. ‘Luca, Tan, wait for the ambulance to arrive then guide it to the front door, we’ll bring Y/L/N out.’ He stated, the pair nodded before Hondo and Deacon raised their guns and marched across before breathing the door. Creeping through the corridor, their guns aimed in front of them as they cleared each section painfully slow for Deacon, knowing that you were injured. Reaching the area, your partner held their hands up and they jogged over to you. Lowering their weapons, Deacon dropped to his knee. ‘It’s a through and through on the leg.’ You slurred, Deacon looked at you as he made you follow his finger, your reaction was slightly slow. ‘I think I might have nicked the artery.’ Your partner stated, slightly moving their hands so Deacon and Hondo could see the wound but the blood sprayed. ‘It has nicked an artery.’ Your partner corrected themselves, Hondo radio back to the team and you faintly heard the person on the other end reply. ‘Did you get him?’ You asked, trying to move to make your self comfortable but Deacon shook his head and made your stay still. ‘Yeah, Chris and Street got him.’ Hondo informed you, you gave him a tired smile. ‘Which one of your shot him?’ Hondo asked, your partner jutted her chin at you as she applied more pressure to the wound, you sighed and your body went limp. Deacon caught you before Hondo reacted and quickly moved the box you were leaning against, so they could lie you down. ‘Deacon.’ You said, shocked to see him at your door. ‘What brings you to my humble abode?’ You asked gesturing to the small hospital room, the corners of his lips curled up as he slowly walked in.

‘How are you?’ He asked, you shrugged your shoulders. ‘Good for being shot at.’ You replied, he small smile immediately flipped upside down. ‘Yeah.’ He said. ‘You sound more injured than I am.’ You told him, moving carefully to get comfy on the not so comfortable bed. ‘I’m just shocked, that you are up and walking.’ He replied, you tried to smile but it felt more like a grimace. ‘Eh, not walking actually only shimming.’ You joked, but you watched as his face twisted. ‘Deacon, sit next to me.’ You commanded, he arched an eyebrow at you before he moved over and lowered himself into the bed. ‘You aren’t telling me everything.’ You stated, he looked at the small window watching the nurses walk by before turning back to you. ‘I can’t bare to see you hurt.’ He admitted, you tilted your head slightly. ‘I’m fine Deacon.’ You replied. ‘No, seeing you lying on that floor bleeding my heart broke into tiny little pieces.’ He started you watched as his throat bobbed up and down. ‘I really shouldn’t feel like this, I’ve just been divorced.’ He said, your eyebrows furrowed before you looked to the iv’s that were in your arm. ‘What do you feel like Deacon?’ You asked him. ‘I feel as if I’ve lived my life with you, the –‘ he glanced at you, ‘the love I feel shouldn’t exist.’ He looked away, feeling awkward and shy for once in his life, but when the warmth of your hand was rested on his cheek he looked back up. ‘How about before you start denying your feelings I treat you to dinner at my place when I’m let out of here.’ You said, he blue eyes widened and you noticed the light pink that dusted over the tops of his cheeks. ‘You won’t be moving when your released.’ He warned you, your rolled your eyes. ‘No, but I can order in.’ You stated, tapping his cheek lightly moving to pull away but he reached up and took your hand in his. ‘I accept.’ He replied, you smiled widely as he pressed a kiss to your palm in order to avoid the needle sticking out the top.

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Jay Harrington

As: David Deacon Kay, from S.W.A.T

[dreamersearchingforthetruth]

SWAT Fanfiction Prompts Wanted

Hi all! I’ve written two little stories about SWAT already, and now that I’ve finished the first season, I want to write more! Please send me prompts/ideas and I’ll see what I can come up with!!

[playbucky]

Teenagers.

When a drug dealer from the past comes back the team struggles on how to get him, but secrets from your past comes out as well. Characters – Reader, Hondo, Chris, Deacon, Street. Word Count – 639.

‘That’s offence, what about defence?’ Hondo said, motioning to the screens. ‘How are we gonna get him?’ He asked, the team looked at each other before you closed your eyes and sighed. ‘I know how?’ You said, everyone turned to you. ‘When you’re a teenager you do stupid things.’ ‘Mines was getting pregnant by the local drug dealer.’ You said, rubbing your hands together. ‘You have a child?’ ‘He’s the father?’ They said at the same time, you gave them a shy smile. ‘She lives with my mother, in a different state and different surname.’ You explained, pulling your phon out and removing the case before pulling out the single photo that you carry with you. You turned it around so they could see the your daughters smiling face. ‘Your willing to put your daughter in danger?’ Deacon asked, you turned the photo and looked at it before shaking your head. ‘No, she’s staying far away from this but he always had a soft spot for her.’ You said.

‘Higgins.’ You said. ‘Y/L/N.’ He greeted you, you nodded before he turned around to you and looked around the surrounding area. ‘Where is she?’ He asked, you scrunched up your face. ‘I don’t know, I got a phone call from some dude, saying they had her and -.’ You broke down, he quickly crossed over to you and wrapped you in his arms, he ran his hand up and down your back. ‘This is why you should’ve stayed with me.’ He said, you pulled back from him and quickly wiped the tears away. ‘You were killing people, I wasn’t letting her grew up with that.’ You said, he pulled a face before you turned away. ‘I would’ve stopped.’ He said, you turned and shock your head. ‘Bullshit.’ You spat at him. ‘Okay, where are they keeping her?’ He asked, you clenched your jaw. ‘They said they’d send an address, with a time and I’ve to take a million dollars to them.’ You said ‘But I don’t have any of that.’ You said, your voice breaking again. ‘It’s fine, give me the phone and I’ll go.’ He said, holding his hand out. ‘Don’t you dare harm her.’ You wanted him as you reached into your jacket pocket and produced your phone. ‘I won’t, I promise.’ He said, taking the phone before placing a quick kiss on your forehead before he marched off.

‘Is he coming?’ Hondo asked, you nodded as you got into your car. ‘Yeah, three men, full automatic guns.’ You informed them. ‘You’re holding something back.’ Hondo said, you played with the handle of the door. ‘I’ve put in an absence of leave.’ You informed him, and the team since they’d probably be listening. ‘Why? Is everything okay?’ Street asked, you smiled at how concerned he sounded. ‘He’s gonna send men after me once he figures it out, so I need to lay low for a while. I need to see my daughter.’ You explained to them. ‘Okay, be safe.’ Hondo replied, the team saying the same as well. ‘You too.’ You told him before hanging up, taking the sim card out before flinging out the window.

‘Y/N, you’re back.’ Chris said, you smiled widely. ‘I am.’ You said, before you pulled your arm and you and moved the little girl in front of you. ‘I want everyone to meet Elizabeth.’ You introduced them, to your daughter, she smiled widely at people in front of her as they returned the smiled. ‘It’s Liza mum.’ She corrected you, you chuckled before nodding. ‘I was going to tell them that sweetie.’ You told her. ‘Well it’s a pleasure to meet you Liza.’ Hondo approached first, crouching down before shaking her hand. ‘Are you mums friends?’ She asked, the group looked to you and you nodded. ‘Yeah, we are.’ Hondo informed her.

[playbucky]

Come back

The mother of a school shooter comes to SWAT to help, with a letter being delivered to her. You can’t look at her due to the casualties that her son caused six years ago. Characters – Deacon, Reader, Chris, Hondo, Street. Word Count – 1377 A/N – School shootings, death, death of a family member.

‘Layla?’  You questioned, you looked at the body moving her head to face you and you felt all the air leave your lungs 'Oh god.’ You said, looking at the bloody body. 'Y/N?’ Deacon said behind you, you turned and looked at him. 'It’s my sister.’ You said, his face fell for a second before he looked at you. You held onto your gun again and took a deep breath. 'Oh my God.’ You mumbled as you moved around leaving her, you had to stay in your work mode as you cleared the hallways. Stopping halfway up the stairs, pointing your gun at two teenagers. 'Where are the shooters?’ Deacon asked, they lowered their hands. 'Ones downstairs the other ones here?’ The boy said. ‘They split up?’ He asked, they nodded, you and him shared a look before you reached for your radio and informed the group.

- - -

'Mum.’ You said when you saw her, she looked at you with eyes as you removed your helmet, your crazy hair falling limp. 'Y/N.’ She said, glad that you were there, but she then looked around you. 'Where’s Layla?’ She asked, you clenched your jaw 'Lila – Li.’ You stuttered out until a hand on your back turned you round. 'Mrs Y/L/N, unfortunately your daughter was killed today.'  She broke down, you bite your lip as you looked away and started walking away from them. You placed your guns in the back of the truck before walking around where no one could see you. Placing your hands on the cold side, you curled your fists up and punched the side before turning around and sliding down. Covering your mouth you let out a strangled cry, as you flung your head back. —- 'Hondo.’ Chris said, they all stopped and looked at the women that was walking past. You looked up and watched her, before you removed the gloves from your hand and dropped them, before climbing out the ring leaving Street alone. 'I need air.’ You said as you pushed past the others. ‘What’s up with her?’ Street asked, as he walked to the edge of the ring. ‘Just something from the past.’ Deacon said, as he looked to Hondo who nodded. Deacon followed you out and continued towards the place you went to hide from the others when a case hit you hard. 'You can take the day off.’ Deacon said, you shook your head as you looked up at him. 'You know I can’t.’ You told him, Deacon nodded. ‘I’m sure Hondo would understand.’ He told you. ‘I know he would, but I can’t take a day off, not if its gonna happen again.’ You told him, he looked at you before nodding. ‘Well then you’re coming over to ours tonight, I’m sure the kids would enjoy it. Annie as well.’ He said, you gave him a small smile and nodded before standing up as the pair of you walked back into the building, ignoring the stares from everyone.

- - -

'He’s not the shooter.’ You said as you walked into the room, Hondo and Jessica looked at you. 'What?’ They asked confused. You looked at the young adult sitting on the seat next to his stuck-up lawyer who was pleased you said that. 'Trust me I know a killer when I see them.’ You told them, they nodded and stepped back, letting you take the lead. 'But he bought and provided the gun to them.’ You said, sitting on the table beside him. 'My client doesn’t have to talk to you.’ The lawyer said, you head snapped to him. 'Shut the hell up.’ You said, holding a ginger up, he slouched in his chair and huffed like a little kid. 'Your client will know what’s best for him, he’s tell us now he gets a fine but if he doesn’t and the shooter kills then you’ll be an accessory to murder.’ You said, making eye contact with the young adult that was looking at you before looking away. ‘Okay.’ He said, you stood up and crossed your arms over your chest. ‘I don’t want any kids getting hurt.’ He said, you tilted your head to the side as he looked at you again.

—

As you all sat in the back of the van, you stared down at the ground as the others looked at you in silence. 'Protect the flock.’ You mumbled as you drew up.  Everyone nodded before the doors opened and your filed out, the police moving out your way as you all moved together like a heard as Hondo made signals before you separated into your groups and moved around the school grounds, the street cops following behind you.

- - -

He shot at you and you ducked away, hissing as the ricochet of the wall cut your cheek. You raised a hand up and brushed the cut. 'You good?’ Hondo asked, you nodded as you looked at the blood. ‘We just want to talk to you.’ You said loud enough for him to hear, there was another round of bullets, you and Hondo looked at each other and nodded, Hondo made his way down the corridor, hoping that he would be able to get behind him as you kept him focused on you. 'Do you know the pain it’s like to lose someone?’ He asked, the gun aimed at you as you looked around the wall. 'Yes.’ You told him, raising your hands. 'You’re lying.’ He sneered; you shook your head. 'Why would I lie?’ You asked him, he shrugged his shoulders 'You remember the school shooting back in 13?’ You asked him, he nodded and you watched as the gun was lowered slightly. 'I lost my sister in that, I was first year in this team and I had to mark a red x on her hand.’ You told him, remembering it clear as day. ‘I don’t care.’ He snarled at you. ‘I think you do.’ You said calmly, he shook his head repeatedly ‘I don’t-‘ he said, before you flinched when you heard the loud pop echo through the hallway, you turned and were meet by a street cop who made his way past you and over to the body, checking to see him. You lifted your radio up. ‘Suspect down, I repeat suspect down.’ You said, before letting go of the button, you turned around and made your way back down the stairs as other cops ran past you and up the stairs. Making it outside the school, you turned the corner and out of sight from the cameras and all the onlookers before you bent over and emptied the contents of your stomach. ‘You good?’ Street asked, he was back from your, you ran your tongue over your cheeks before spitting the horrible taste out before standing up and wiping your mouth. ‘Yeah.’ You said, letting out a shaky breath, he nodded.

—

‘Auntie Y/N.’ Lila said, as she spotted you behind Deacon. 'Hey Lila.’ You said as she came up and gave you a hug, you quickly scooped her up before moving over to the couch. 'Is she okay?’ Annie asked as she looked at your tired form, you were talking away to Lila as she stood beside Deacon.  'Mother of the shooter came by today.’ He said, and Annie knew that you would be feeling good, but you laughed at Lila as she told you a story animatedly. 'Oh god.’ Annie said, a hand on her belly.  ‘Yeah.’ Deacon said, placing a kiss on Annie’s head before walking away, heading to the bedroom to get changed. ‘Aren’t you meant to be in bedrest?’ You asked Annie as she took a seat across from you, she rolled her eyes at you. ‘I’m sitting here, what’s the difference between here and bed?’ She asked, you shrugged.  ‘True.’ You told her as you looked down at Layla who was reading the book. ‘I heard about today.’ She said, you looked at her and nodded. ‘You good?’ She asked, you froze slightly but smiled at Lila. ‘Just need to spend sometime with my god daughter and I’ll be better.’ You told her truthfully, she nodded and leaned back in the chair watching the pair of you.

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I’m debating if I should make S.W.A.T drabbles. Let me know what you guys think? 🤔

Which SWAT member should I write for first??

Luca

Hondo

Deacon

Street

Tran

Voting ended onApr 4, 2024

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