a/n: WARNING! Buddie (Buck/Eddie) alert

Eddie's POV

"I can't believe this whole week has gone to almost shit!"

Cap exclaimed quietly, putting his head in his hands.

I had just got done telling him about Buck's condition. I nodded my head in agreeance, that the week indeed had gone to shit. We talked the rest of night, cap and I, Buck sleeping the whole time, till both of us fell asleep out of exhaustion.

9-1-1

*2 am*

I woke up to the sound of alarms blaring and moaning. For a second my mind automatically thought somethings happened to Christopher before I soon came out of my daze. My eyes settled on Buck thrashing around in the bed softly. His head moving side to side. I hadn't realized that Cap had woken up as well until he made his way over to the bed and began rubbing soothing circles on his upper arm. As soon as he made contact, Buck jumped awake trying to calm himself.

'What was he dreaming about'

I snapped out of my thoughts and got up and grabbed the mask by the bed, just in case he had trouble breathing.

"That's it, calm down, you're safe, everyone's safe"

Cap coaxed gently.

It took me a minute to realize that Buck had a death grip on Caps shirt. When we made eye contact, he let go not realizing that he was latching on white-knuckled.

"You okay?"

Cap asked in his normal voice.

All he gave was a nod in response. He inhaled a certain way that gave the illusion that he was crying.

Cap noticed and asked

"What's wrong buddy? You wanna talk 'bout it?"

He shook his head closing his eyes, as tears flooded. He took his hands extending the pointer fingers toward each other. Then rotate them around one another.

'Sign language' I thought.

"Hurts? Hurts! What hurts Buck?"

I asked when I remembered my few lessons in ASL.

Cap got up and left the room probably looking for Bucks nurse. I went over to his side and tried to hand him the discarded pain pump.

"Take it"

I ordered.

He didn't, I don't think he heard me. He had the look like he was riding out a pain wave. So I took matters into my own hands and pressed it hard for him. He visibly relaxed and fell into a deep sleep. By this time Cap jogged back in with Nurse Janet hot on his heels.

"What happened?"

Was her first question. Cap responded with

"Nightmare we think...but he was in pain."

All Janet did was nod her head and clarify

"Sometimes when critically injured patients are sleep induced by medication it usually means their body can't physically handle the pain they're in. So when they wake up from a 'nightmare', its the body's reaction to the medicine wearing off."

'That makes sense'

She checked his vitals and IV bags one last time before heading out to tend to other patients. Buck slept for the rest of the night up until 8 am. Bobby had to head out to check on things but promised he'd be back. Buck ended up waking the same time I came out of his private bathroom. He started shifting his legs restlessly underneath the covers. I walked over alerted by his restlessness, with the pump in hand in case he was in any pain.

"Hey, how you doin'?"

I asked him not even trying to contain the worry in my voice. His beautiful eyes opened slowly, peering around the room trying to get his surroundings. Then the vibrant pools of the Carribean sea finally settled on me. Then a look of confusion.

"Hi"

I said barely above a whisper, taking my thumb and rubbing it on his cheek, to get his attention.

He gazed into mine and I gazed into his.

'God I could kiss him right now!... What NO! I don't like him like that...well...maybe? What if he likes me like that? No, no way he's still in love with Abby.'

I shook my head trying to clear my brain of the wishes that will never happen in this lifetime. I was pulled from my thoughts when I felt Buck move his hand up my arm onto my cheek as well. I felt the heat spread throughout my face. His smile was so broad and genuine that I wanted to lean down and tell him how beautiful he is. I worked up my courage, smiled back at him, placed the pump down and sat down leaning further into him. His eyes widened. My heart instantly sped up at the sight, and I leaned back gradually trying to hide the deep hurt, shame, and embarrassment I was feeling. But that feeling was diminished when Buck grabbed my neck firmly with a searching look in his eyes. He pulled me down stopping just a little to graze his lips over and whisper,

"You sure?"

"Definitely"

being my whispered response. With that being said he pulled me in and I leaned into his lips causing sparks. It wasn't like the kisses in the movies, this was real and passionate. We pulled apart for air at the same time, resting our foreheads against each other and that's when I heard a voice that I would know anywhere.

It was my little- excuse me - big boy Christopher with Carla following behind.

"Hiiiiii!"

is what made Buck and I look simultaneously towards the door. I was still hunched over Buck slightly, making Carla stop in her tracks. She was trying to hide a grin but ended up failing miserably.

"Hey, buddy! How you doin'?"

I asked showing the same energy. I walked over to him and picked him up, closing my eyes feeling tears form.

"Good! Where you've been? Why didn't you come and get me?"

He asked me sadly still hugging me.

"I've been helping people, and making sure everybody is okay. And I knew that you were just fine because you were in a safe building, was with you, and you're a smart kid. Plus I was helping Buck get better."

I said walking over to Buck with Chris still in my arms, laying one hand on his upper thigh. He blushed slightly.

"Hey, buddy, What's going on?!"

Buck asked Christopher. Christopher's smile broadened and he leaned down towards Buck. My slow ass finally realized what he was trying to do, I sat down on the bed and leaned forward allowing Chris to hug him. When they made contact I heard Buck moan a playful growl, squeezing lightly.

"Ahh thanks, buddy, I needed that."

He said rubbing his hand through Christopher's hair, making it a little messy. Chris made an incoherent sound while fixing his hair back to being presentable.

"uhhhh I'm fine thanks for asking!"

Carla said acting hurt. laughing we met in the center and I gave her a tight hug.

"Thanks, I owe you"

I whispered to her. To which she replied,

"No, you don't"

I looked at her tilting my head, about to argue. But she gave me a look and I knew not to press farther. We both made our way over to the bed to find Christopher and Buck laughing and talking, so we decided to join in on the conversation. Sometimes during the conversation, time would slow allowing Buck and I to make eye contact and just grin at each other. Then time would go back to the present where everything was perfect, even though Buck was hurt in the hospital. But he and the people I cared about was still alive and that's all that mattered.

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A/N: So I can explain. I've had 4 major exams and 3 more coming up so I'm a bit stressed. I had to ground myself so that I wouldn't fail any of the tests. But whenever I have time I've tried to update on this chapter. I know its bad sorry. Leave a like, comment, leave ideas you want.