#firehouse 126

[vastya36]

Welp, now I am way too invested in this crossover. The government facility is now in Texas and the 126 is there to help

[cannonball5]

What is the 126’s obsession with Settlers of Catan? I mean it’s a great game but come on mix it up a little. Play a co-op game like Pandemic or something. I know they’d absolutely LOVE a TTRPG like Dungeons and Dragons. Mateo as a noble Paladin, Marjan as a badass Monk, TK as a dark and mysterious Warlock, etc. plus I could imagine Paul as the DM, weaving these knuckleheads through an adventure, it’d be so good.

[kiankiwi]

I'm missing Tarlos and the 126 so much that I decided to attempt to rewatch 911 Lonstar.

I don't necessarily want to relive the breakup(s) and the comas but I miss them all too much.

I've been searching for Tarlos fanfics all day! Currently looking for Autistic Tarlos fanfics and Asthmatic TK fanfics specifically if you want to recommend some

@chaotictarlos @tarlosao3feed @tarlosification @tkstrandreyes @reyesstrand @strandnreyes

[savedbyfire]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Owen Strand & TK Strand, Firehouse 126 Crew & Carlos Reyes (9-1-1 Lone Star) Characters: TK Strand, Carlos Reyes (9-1-1 Lone Star), Owen Strand, Judd Ryder (9-1-1 Lone Star), Mateo Chavez (9-1-1 Lone Star), Marjan Marwani, Paul Strickland (9-1-1 Lone Star), Nancy Gillian (9-1-1 Lone Star), Tommy Vega (9-1-1 Lone Star), Officer Mitchell (9-1-1 Lone Star) Additional Tags: TK Strand Is Not A Firefighter, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Paramedic Carlos Reyes, Police Officer TK Strand, Carlos Reyes & Judd Ryder Friendship (9-1-1 Lone Star), Firehouse 126 Crew as Family (9-1-1 Lone Star) Summary:

Paramedic Carlos Reyes has just been hired to fill ambulance 126's open spot. Now he's adjusting to life at a new firehouse with a new team. Along the way, he meets police officer TK Strand and his life gets flipped on its axis.

[buckaroospapaya]

Just finished watching Lone Star's s3 ep 1 and 2 and all i gotta say is:

Everyone is going to end up in the hospital in ep 3.

I mean, Paul had this whole wall collapse on top of him and got hypothermia, TK is with a fucking ventilator because of hypothermia and about to die if I guide myself with what Tommy said after speaking with the doc, Owen fell off a cliff or something idgaf about him, and Marjan my woman had a car accident and just got out of her car and into the snow storm, like ???

Mateo u better watch out, and Judd... your girl will have the baby, I'm a 100% sure of that. (Haven't read the synopsis nor watched a trailer btw)

Nancy and Tommy and Carlos... you are the only ones with brain cells, take care of yourselves and your people please, Texas needs you. <3

[phoenixes-and-wizards]

between the entirety of firehouse 118 banding together to give christopher a good day with his dad and firehouse 126 recording all those manuals to help mateo with his exam, i am now a very big puddle of feels about these two found families

[anxious-and-asexual]

I love the idea of Grace and Judd having a daughter because A) she would be adorable and B) Judd Ryder as a girl dad is going to be one of the cutest things in the show.

But I just can't get the idea of the cowgirl hat and boots that Judd put on the list and that got me thinking.

So Grace told him no and Judd would be disappointed while he might try and convince her, eventually he would take it off and then go and talk (complain) to the team.

Then the day of Grace's baby shower arrives and its time for presents and Grace starts to open up the presents from the 126 (and either they all planned this or this is completely by accident - idk which is funnier) and each gift that Grace opens is a little cowgirl hat and matching boots. So by the end Grace has half a dozen or so hats and matching boots from the 126.

126 is practically in tears from laughing so hard, Judd looks like he's fearing for his life and is ready to flee, and Grace's reaction is up to you.

[morganaspendragonss]

on the outside always looking in

"Why did we leave him there? We wouldn't have done that with anybody else? Heroic measure, right up to the hospital doors."

Nancy remembers when the captain's son got shot.

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a nancy gillian character study

ao3 | 1.2k | 2.02-2.07

Nancy remembers when the captain’s son got shot. It had been chaos—more controlled than tonight’s, but chaos all the same. TK died in that hallway, or would have done had it not been for Michelle’s quick and steady hands working to patch the wound up and restart his heart. He would have died again in the ambulance, but Nancy had been there with the ambu bag, Michelle doing compressions while Tim drove as fast as he could.

Heroic measures, right up to the hospital doors.

It’s not that Nancy blames TK for surviving that day, nor is she bitter that he was allowed to live whereas Tim wasn’t. She knows that Judd is right, that there was no coming back from a lava bomb to the chest. But there’s a part of her that still wonders, what if?

What if the bomb had hit someone else? What if it had been Marjan or Judd or TK or, god forbid, Captain Strand? Would Nancy have been held back from the body then, like she was tonight, like she wasn’t when TK’s heartbeats had faltered then ceased?

She knows the answer, of course she does. A gunshot and a lava bomb are worlds apart; there’s no comparing the two.

Still.

There’s always been a divide in the firehouse between EMS and Fire. Less so now than it had been with the old 126, but it still felt like her and Tim against the world, especially after Michelle left. Nancy could handle it when she knew she had someone by her side to share an eye roll with where a firefighter did something particularly jock-ish; someone to forge inside jokes and mess around with.

She’s alone now.

Completely, utterly alone.

Captain Vega is kind and Nancy has huge respect for her—it’s clear that she’s a total badass in the field. But she’s not Michelle or Tim; they’re in a weird place right now, neither of them quite sure yet how to act around each other when not out on calls.

And she was okay with it when Tim was here. But Tim is dead and Nancy is alone on her bench, alone in the firehouse, alone in her home. She gets a couple of texts asking how she is—one from Captain Vega, another from Marjan—but Nancy ignores them both, preferring instead to curl up in her blankets and pretend that she doesn’t see Tim’s flaming body every time she closes her eyes.

When she goes back to work, things are… Not different, exactly. The firehouse is still just as divided as ever, but it feels more noticeable this time. She and Captain Vega have grown closer, and Nancy considers her a friend as well as a captain now, but she’s drifted so far from everyone else. Even Marjan, with whom Nancy has the closest bond out of all the firefighters.

The thing is, she knows they all hang out. They go to Marjan’s roller derby matches, they have game nights at TK’s boyfriend’s place, they go for drinks together at the bar. All of them, save for Judd—who has his wife to go home to and who prefers hanging with the ‘grown ups’—and save for Nancy.

And it’s—it’s okay. It doesn’t bother her, except… Except it does; god, it does. She’s never felt this alone in her life, and it feels like it’s crushing her. She could say something, she knows, but Nancy has her pride and her dignity, and she’s not going to hand the firefighters such a prime opportunity for teasing, all wrapped up with a fucking bow on top. Oh, they’d be nice about it, Nancy is sure; she’s never once doubted that they’re good people.

But she’s been burned before, and, besides, it’d feel like they were inviting her out of pity, which Nancy wants none of. Tim’s high school analogy may seem childish at times, but it’s also fundamentally right, and she has too much self-respect to go begging the cool kids for attention.

So it’s fine. She puts her head down, she works, and she finally, eventually, feels like she’s regaining some of her footing.

And then, just like that, it’s all gone. The surgery on her foot has her out for three weeks, and by the time she’s healed up, TK Strand has turned everything on its head.

And it’s not just the bus—that’s irritating for sure and she’s not going to pretend that seeing this last little bit of what she and Tim shared be stripped away doesn’t hurt. It’s not even that it’s him; Nancy knows TK was a good firefighter and she can see he’s a good medic, and if someone had to fill Tim’s spot, she’s just glad that it’s someone she knows.

But TK came in when Nancy was out, and now it feels like she’s the new guy, like she’s the one intruding on the dynamic. Not even just between Nancy and Tommy, though that’s the part that stings the most, but the dynamic in the entire firehouse.

She’s jealous, she can admit it. Jealous of TK and his easy way with people, jealous of the others and the bond they have that so clearly doesn’t extend to her. And she’s angry, because none of them even realise it, and Nancy doesn’t know how much longer she can continue to ignore it and laugh it off.

She’s on the verge of snapping when she gets a text from TK asking her to come to the firehouse. She rolls her eyes, wondering what the hell can’t wait until they’re on shift again, but she agrees to go anyway. It’s not like she has anything better to do.

And when she gets there, it’s— Fuck.

It’s Tim.

Tim’s name permanently painted on the side of the rig, there for everyone to see, to know. Tears well up in Nancy’s eyes and the others surround her, providing silent support as she carefully finishes the work the rest of the team started.

The team.

Her team, maybe.

Maybe, she won’t be so alone anymore.

She catches TK’s arm as they file out, all headed to Carlos’s place, Nancy included this time. 

“This was your idea, right?”

TK shrugs. “It was a group effort,” he says, then sighs at Nancy’s raised eyebrow. “Carlos gave me a talking to. He made me realise… Well, he made me realise a lot of things, actually, but the most important one is what an asshole I’ve been. I’m so sorry Nancy. I hope you can forgive me, and that maybe we could start over?”

He’s looking at her so earnestly, and Nancy hardly knows what to do with it. She laughs awkwardly and clears her throat, then gestures back to the rig. “This was a pretty good start,” she admits softly, giving him a small smile. “Buy me dinner next and maybe I’ll consider taking you up on that second chance.”

“Carlos is cooking if that counts? I swear, his food is a million times better than anything you’ll find in a ten mile radius.”

Nancy cocks a brow. “Ten miles, huh?”

“At least.”

She laughs for real this time, shaking her head at TK. “Nuh uh, Strand. I’ll take the food, but you do not get to palm off your apology on someone else.”

“Fair enough.” TK grins, holding out a hand. “Partners?”

Nancy hesitates, then nods and takes it, a real smile spreading across her face as they shake. “Partners.”

And maybe, just maybe, things are finally on the up.