Title: Idiots
Author: SneetchesToo
Pairing: I mean, Grace and Judd are married, soo…
Rating: General
Summary: Day 1: "911 what is your emergency?" + comedy
Author's Note: #911DispatchersWeek2020. I love the idea of this team just being stupid sometimes and Grace having to be the one to bail them out.

Grace was tired and all she wanted to do was go home, kick off her shoes, and sink into the couch and sleep.

She didn't even care if she made it to the bed at this point.

It's not like it would be the first time.

And she was sure that Judd would just carry her to the bedroom whenever he happened to wander home after his shift.

But right now, that was all she could think about.

So when she got a call exactly two minutes before her shift was supposed to end she wasn't exactly happy.

"911, what's your emergency?" She waited for the voice on the other end to respond and when it came over the line she sighed.

"Oh thank God Grace." She had no idea why Captain Strand was calling 911, but it couldn't be good.

"What's wrong Captain Strand?" She could hear laughter on the other side and the sound of the older man trying to shush his companions. "Is everything okay?"

"You're never going to believe what happened." Oh she bet she would.

"I've heard some things you wouldn't believe sir." And she could only imagine that this one would be up there. "Do you need medical?"

"Not me." Well thank God for that. "Buuuut… your husband does."

"Oh Lord, what did his stubborn ass go and do now?" She knew nothing good could from this, not if Judd was involved.

"Well…" She heard an eruption of laughter from the other side again and then Owen was telling everyone to shut up once more. "He fell."

"Fell? Fell as in he tripped on his shoe laces or fell as he in fell down the stairs?" She prayed that no one else was listening to this conversation right now because she couldn't believe this.

"He tripped over a pile of laundry that Mateo was supposed to be doing," He raised his voice a little in an accusing way and she heard a muttered 'I said I was sorry' on the other end, "and he fell. I'm pretty sure he broke his ankle."

"Oh for Christ's sake." She couldn't believe the man.

What was she going to do with him?

"Where's Captain Blake and her team?" If they were at the firehouse, the paramedics should already be there.

"Michelle's at home with a fever." Great, just great. "And her team is, out, somewhere."

There was another bout of a laughter and she heard her husband yell out a 'don't touch me'.

"Get me away from these nut jobs honey!" She chuckled at the annoyance in his tone. "For the love of God, get me out of here."

Owen let out a sigh as he mumbled something she couldn't hear and she closed her eyes as she waited for someone to say something.

"Captain Strand…" But it had gone entirely too quiet for her liking.

"Sorry. There was a little tussle over who was going to help Judd up." That didn't sound good. "Pretty sure TK's got a broken nose now."

"Oh for Christ's sake." She couldn't with these people anymore. "I'm sending medical and I'll be right behind them."

"Thank you." And then the line was dead before she could say anything else.

When she ended the call and looked up, Zach was standing in front of her desk staring at her, one eyebrow raised as he offered her a smirk.

"Everything okay?" He must have been able to hear the commotion on the other end.

Either that or he could read her like a book and could tell that she was annoyed.

"Firefighters are stupid." She pushed herself to stand as she grabbed her jacket and purse. "They're stupid and they're immature and I can't believe I married one."

"Ah, trouble in paradise?" She shook her head as she powered down her computer and started walking away.

"Not yet." But boy was she going to have words with them all when she got to the station. "But the 126 is about to need another new team once I'm through with them."

Zach let out a chuckle as she walked away.

She couldn't believe this was what her job had come down.

Sending ambulances for firefighters who couldn't even step around a damn pile of laundry.

Idiots.

They were all idiots.

And for once, she wasn't surprised that her husband had been involved.