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"Evan Buckley had a hard and fast rule: no drugs. Ever."
For as long as he could remember, Buck had been searching for something, ANYTHING, to quiet the noise in his brain. This search leads him down a dangerous path.
OR: the Buck Addict fic
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Eddie falls in love with Evan when he’s nineteen. He falls in love with Buck when he’s twenty-seven.
And he loves him all the years in between.
(or the one where Eddie and Buck meet when they work together on Eddie’s uncle’s ranch, and again when Eddie walks into the 118 eight years later.)
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Eddie thinks, as he munches on a fry, that he’s angry. He’s angry that Buck was ever wronged, that Buck even felt he had to give him that look. He’s angry that he can’t just fix it, that he’s not good at fixing things but he’s really good at messing things up. He’s angry because he’s afraid of failing when Buck needs him.
He’s angry at Buck because he’s not here, and he’s angry because it’s easier than grief, because Eddie thinks this might be a type of grief. Because he misses Buck when he’s right there, because Eddie thinks this might be another thing like all the other things he needs to deal with, the things he pushes down so deep because just letting them sit around is enough to hurt.
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or Buck gets turned into a kid. Eddie misses him like crazy.
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He’s big, is the first thing Eddie notices about him. Not just his body - though his shoulders are broad and his biceps are thick - but his presence, too. He’s so commanding that he’s impossible to miss; he draws all of Eddie’s attention even as he sits silent and motionless, like he’s trying to disappear. He has a halo of curls on his head and a shock of pink above his left eye.
Angel, Eddie thinks, and something twists uncomfortably inside his chest.
Or: Eddie is a priest, and Buck is a firefighter, and once their worlds collide nothing will ever be the same again.
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Adriana doesn’t tell their parents that she’s going to LA. She doesn’t tell Eddie, either—or ask, for that matter.
She does ask Chris, and he thinks it’s a good idea—says as much, on the phone, and doesn’t say much else.
“Buck will probably be hovering,” is what Chris does volunteer.
It still surprises her when the man who opens the door is not Eddie. It’s—Captain America, is the thing that actually comes to mind—a man close to a foot taller than she is, if not more than that, with blond curls and broad shoulders, and he’s got a question in his very blue eyes that’s probably less friendly than the one he actually asks her.
“Uh,” he says. “Can I help you?”
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Or: Adriana arrives in LA. Maddie has been here the whole time.