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“Christopher, I need you to tell me what you said to Buck.”
Chris sniffles. “I didn't mean it.”
“Didn't mean what, mijo?”
“As soon as I-I said it,” Chris hiccups. “I knew I didn't m-mean it.”
“Chris-”
“I told him he's n-not my dad.”
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Buck and Chris get into a fight. Eddie has a lot of complicated feelings about it.
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29 Jan 2026
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"Please tell me you aren't seriously apologizing to me for crying right now."
Buck swallows and ducks his head, suddenly sheepish. Half a moment later, a warm, solid weight materializes on his shoulder. Eddie's palm radiates heat through the thick fabric of Buck's sweater. It's instantly grounding.
"You're allowed to cry, Buck," Eddie says quietly. "We've been through a lot today."
"It's not fair when we're arguing," Buck mumbles, refusing to look up.
Eddie sighs, his grip on Buck's shoulder tightens, his thumb pressing in against Buck's collarbone. "We're best friends. You never have to pretend with me."
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or, after the intervention and going to the hospital with Hen, Buck and Eddie return home to have a long overdue conversation.
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- Part 8 of 9-1-1 offscreen
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22 Jan 2026
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Buck feels his heart drop in his chest in time with Eddie’s fall to the bottom of the stairs. He’s too far away to hear anything, but blood roars in his ears in a crush of fear and fury, and he takes off in Eddie’s direction before he knows what he’s doing. It’s kind of always been that way, regardless of the stakes. Whether it was turning in Eddie’s orbit and clocking his pain even when nobody else did, or pulling him to safety as he bled out on the street, Buck has always been hardwired to move toward Eddie.
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19 Jan 2026
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“I’m trying not to make it about me.”
The words seem to stop Eddie in his tracks—but only for a fleeting moment. Then, “Okay, then let me.”
Buck blinks, ignoring the feeling of a single tear fighting past the edge of his lashline. Instantly, he swipes it away. “What?”
“Let me make it about you. Talk to me. I want to know what’s going on with you. I’m not gonna be able to focus on this god awful dinner if I’m worried that you’re alone, and upset, and—”
“I miss you,” Buck confesses, abruptly, because anything else he wants to say right now is too raw, too real.
Eddie exhales into the microphone of his phone. “Yeah. Yeah, I—I know. I miss you, too.”
“No, I miss you. More than I’m supposed to, I think.”
“I’m your best friend, bud,” Eddie tells him. “I think you’re supposed to miss me. We’re eight hundred miles apart.”
Miserably, Buck shakes his head. “Not like this.”
Or: Buck finally unpacks and stumbles across a box Eddie left behind, full of sketchbooks that Buck didn’t know he owned. He’s confronted, suddenly, with the fact that his best friend has been drawing him for years.
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- Part 4 of cjo + 911
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15 Jan 2026
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ret·ro·grade ˈre-trə-ˌgrād
- being in motion in a direction contrary to that of the general motion of similar bodies
- affecting memories of a period prior to a precipitating event (such as brain injury or disease)
- to go back
After an accident leaves Eddie with amnesia, Buck takes him home to recover, and in the absence of his memories, Eddie reveals parts of himself he’s kept hidden for years.
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04 Jan 2026