Hey guys!
This is my first 9-1-1 story. I just got the idea one day and have decided to roll with it.
I won't be the best at updating (I'm a major procrastinator) but I have the first few chapters written already, and have an actual outline!
In future chapters there may be triggering content, but I will always put a disclaimer at the top of the chapter for those chapters.
Anyways, enjoy the first chapter!
Washing dishes after dinner, Bobby looked at the table and watched his family. Athena was enjoying a glass of wine, looking out the window at the setting sun. Harry was playing on his phone, and May was on her laptop. Taking a deep breath, Bobby sighed in content.
His life was a struggle for quite a few years. From addiction, to losing his family. He built his life back from the ground up. He still thinks about his past, his family. But he also looks forward. Sees what he has now and what he has in the future.
Lying in bed, Bobby and Athena were each reading books. Their days off lined up this week and they were both content with their 'weekend'. They had taken May and Harry to the fair that was traveling around. Bobby loved that even though May had graduated high school, she still wanted to spend time with them.
Rolling over; Bobby kissed Athena, turned off his lamp and got settled to sleep. He felt Athena shift and turn off her lamp. Once she settled, Bobby rolled back to her, wrapped his arm around her waist and sighed.
As they both drifted off to sleep, they heard a distant banging. It stopped after a moment, so they ignored it and tried to fall asleep. A minute later the banging started again. Shifting, they sat up and turned on their lights.
"Is that at the door?" Athena asked.
"I think so."
"It's midnight."
"I'll go check." Bobby grunted as he threw off the covers.
The banging had stopped as Bobby walked out of their bedroom. Athena got up and put on her housecoat to follow her husband. They lived in a good, safe neighbourhood, but you had to be prepared for anything when you are a cop.
Getting to the front door, Bobby looked back to see where Athena was. Seeing she was standing at the bottom of the stairs with 9-1-1 ready to be dialed, he opened the door. Looking down, he saw a girl, in her 20's, that would have just reached his shoulders standing at the edge of the step. She had curly brown hair that laid past her shoulders, a backpack on, and a large suitcase behind her.
"Dot?"
"Hi Uncle Bobby."
