Has Johnny Met His Match?
An Emergency! Fan Fiction
By abfirechick
Chapter 1
It is just another ordinary shift at the station 51. The men were their usual selves, except maybe for one.
"What is up with Johnny, Roy?" Chet and Roy were doing the dishes.
"What are you talking about?" Roy knew exactly what Chet was getting at but wanted him to be the one to mention it.
"He isn't the same lately. It's been almost a month since he has mentioned being on a date, or bragging about some chick that he sweet talked into going out with him...do you think he's OK?" For all the ribbing between the two Chet really cared for Johnny, just don't ever try to get him to admit it.
"Yeah, he's fine. Haven't you noticed that he's also been more chipper" Roy grinned at the use of that particular description. "Maybe he's just tired of you ribbing him about his dates."
"I never thought I would see a Gage that was afraid to brag..." Chet mumbles to himself.
Roy himself though was just as curious, if not more so than Chet. The bond between partners is always something special but in their case they were far more than just partners. Johnny always told him things that he wouldn't necessarily mention to the other guys, even times when Roy preferred that he didn't. Although he adored Joanne and the kids, it was nice sometimes to live vicariously through Johnny and his 'dating freedom'.
Gage walks in reading a magazine, looking up just enough to avoid running into the table and sits down. Roy dries his hands and starts to walk over to talk to him when the tones go off.
"Station 51; respond to Locust and 8th streets, for a MVA (motor vehicle accident) with reported entrapment, time out 13:15"
"Well it looks like their playing our song, Roy!" Johnny says while running over to the squad.
The call turned out to be more than just a simple MVA. In fact it was more like a pile up. Somehow four cars seemed to blow through each of their respective stop signs, slamming into each other.
Stanley gave orders to his men, which by now was really not necessary at all. They all knew their jobs and he entrusted them to do whatever needed to be done.
"Cap. We're going to need a squad; there are multiple injuries in each car." Roy reported back to Stanley.
"County, we are going to need an additional squad and four ambulances at this location."
"10-4, Engine 51."
Coming through on the HT "Squad 110, for a MVA, assist Station 51 at Locust and 8th streets, time out 13:30."
Hearing which squad would be coming brought a slight smile to Captain Stanley's face. It had been a while since he had worked with the paramedics of the 110. One of them most people tried very hard to never work but the other was A.J. Whitewolf, the department's first female paramedic. Now some would make the assumption that she couldn't hold her own be it as a paramedic or a firefighter. However, once they met her they quickly realized (if they had any brains at all) that they were mistaken.
"Alright, John we have the entrapped victims freed and Squad 110 should be here any minute now. There are also 4 ambulances in route. Do you think that will be enough?"
"I think so Cap., from doing triage here it looks like four are more serious, the others can ride in the ambulance unassisted." Johnny was trying with all his might to focus on his patients but his mind kept wandering.
Squad 110 pulled up on scene and the paramedics got out and reported to Captain Stanley. "Hey Wolfie, we've got a mess here, think you two can help us out?"
"Of course Captain, that would be doing our jobs." came a curt reply from the department's biggest stick in the mud, Craig Brice.
"Go over to Gage, he's at the station wagon." Stanley motioned. To himself he was thinking, "What possessed headquarters to partner Wolfie with that jack ass, I'll never know."
"Hey Gage, so you decided you really can't do it all?" Wolfie teased him.
"No, I thought to myself, I don't feel like expending all my energy so early in the shift. Besides you two needed something to do, right?" He was trying not to focus his stare on her too long.
"This dialogue really isn't an efficient use of our time...I would suggest you tell us what patients we need to attend to." Brice had a reputation of driving even men like Roy DeSoto to their brink.
Gage tells him where to go (not the way he wished he could), A.J. walks over to another victim. "I just don't know how much longer I can hide this!" He thinks in frustration.
The paramedics quickly do the job at hand. Gage's initial assessment was correct they had all the ambulances needed. Stanley ordered Chet and Marco to take each Squad to Rampart.
"County, this is Engine 51, en route to Rampart." Stanley lets County know yet another call is complete and that two of his crew are taking the squads into Rampart.