LOGINMalia I couldn’t believe my eyes. Tasha, my friend and old partner from Firehouse 12, was sitting in front of me. I was both shocked and happy to see her. At the sound of her name, she looked at me, and her face immediately lit up with a smile. “Malia,” unbuckling her seat belt and opening the door, she jumped out and gave me a hug. “omg bitch I hadn’t seen you in forever,” she said as she released me from the hug. June hadn’t come out yet, but I knew that she’d be here in a minute. “c’mon let’s talk in the rig. Pearson should be out soon and have to be ready to head out the moment she gets in”. As much as I wanted to catch up, we couldn’t forget that we just received a call and someone needed our help. “Damn bitch you’re right. I’m sorry I got caught up in the moment I almost forgot where I was for a second. Opening the door to the passenger side “Hop in passenger princess, this spot belongs to you it’s all yours I insist”. She smiled “and before you try to say anything or refuse r
Danny As we drove back, heading towards the house, her hands intertwined with mine, she smiled back at me, occasionally looking out the window, then back at me. I met her eyes a few times when I looked back at her before turning back to face the road. I couldn’t help but smile as I thought back to us, back on the rooftop, back to one of our special nights. After making it clear to each other that we wanted to be together, we made it official. The kiss that sealed the deal; there was a combination of both kissing and talking in between. I felt as if I could kiss her forever. One thing for sure was that our communication was one of the things that we didn’t have to worry about. Eventually, we ended up taking a break from both and cuddled up to each other in silence as we enjoyed the view while continuing to sit by the fire. As the city and time continued to go on and pass us by, we were enjoying our moments, enjoying each other’s company, enjoying finally being able to be together. The
Malia........ I'm not sure what had gotten into me, but i found myself kissing Danny. Maybe it was the atmosphere, the mood this rooftop was giving, or maybe even the story he ended up telling me, and seeing him slightly differently, I knew he was a hero to a lot of people, especially from the ones he saved on call, i knew that he cared about people despite the tough exterior he put on. Saving lives even when not on call, not everyone, not every firefighter goes through that. He was brave, tough, saved so many lives, and didn't overthink it, which shows how much he cares. I'm not sure if it was both, but I had the urge to kiss him, touch him, do things I've been fighting myself on to not do, thoughts I've been wanting to do for a while. A lot has happened tonight already, i had to stay focused on all of this instead of him i had no choice, because if i didn't, things would've for sure already escalated between us by now. When i asked the question about the other girls i was just be
Danny’s POV When I pulled up to the house and was about to go inside, the last thing I expected to see was Malia in her car, throwing her phone and hitting the steering wheel. I wasn’t sure what was wrong, but I knew that it had bothered me; seeing her like this was the last thing I wanted to witness. I wanted to make it better. Despite the effects and consequences it’d have on me, knowing how exhausted and sore my body was. Knowing I had to be back at work tomorrow, working a 24-hour shift, and wanting so badly to take a hot, relaxing shower to relax my muscles, but I couldn’t let her go to her therapy session not like this not by herself. Usually, after you work a 24-hour shift, you're off for 48 hours, but because I was still on the schedule, the chief adjusted for me to help Malia recover faster, and I wanted to be there when she went back to work. I wouldn't be working a full shift; I'd be there for a few hours from the start of the shift. Luckily, Mariah had already shared wit
Malia...."WHAT THE HELL? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, DANNY? I heard Mariah's words from downstairs, followed by a smack, "Have you lost your damn mind? I don't know what's been going on with you lately, but you need to get your shit together." I had to admit I kind of felt bad for him, but then again, he did deserve it. Besides, he was the one who wanted to tell Mariah about the bullshit he pulled last night as the first step of proving himself to me, proving he meant what he said. It’s still early, just because he told Mariah doesn’t mean anything it was a start I’ll give him that but it’s going to take more than that to get me to forgive him, to actually see him proving himself to me which is exactly the same thing I told him last night but he didn’t care he still wanted to do it and I couldn’t stop it. “As an apology to malia and to me instead of relaxing at the house and doing whatever you want on your off day you are going to volunteer your services to help and take her to her p
Danny This was never supposed to have happened. When Mariah sent me that text, it was like something had taken over me. I knew I couldn’t avoid Dawson forever; I’d have to see her, talk to her eventually. Without even fully realizing it, my body acted on its own, not even giving my brain time to catch up before calling out to this woman from the club. It wasn’t until I saw Dawson trying to leave that I managed to gain back control. Fuck! I heard about this before, there are a lot of things that could factor into it, but there are only 2 I could think of momentarily that could make this happen. The first thing could be anxiety and or stress, if a person is extremely stressed out and worried it could take them to a state where they feel or sense that not only are you not in control of your body but your thoughts and emotions as well and I’ve been under so much stress lately especially due to recent events. The second would be what’s called depersonalization-derealization disorder, whic
Danny. As we continued to talk I noticed we were close to a block away from the station to be specific. As I turned on the street of the station my entire mood changed once I noticed there was someone by Dawson's car. I couldn't see any clear features yet since we weren't that close but I could tell
Malia.I had just pulled up into the driveway of Mariah and Danny's house I was both exhausted and excited at the same time but mainly exhausted, I was only excited because I couldn't wait to see the reaction on Danny's face when he see's me. We originally had planned to meet up here at their place a
Danny I hated to admit it but after I had laid eyes on her from the moment she stopped by the house I couldn't stop thinking about her. I had a familiar sense that I knew her from somewhere, thinking back through my mind my thoughts stopped at the memory of the night at the club and the long extende
Malia I felt relieved as I sat down at the table in the kitchen, both my feet and my brain were hurting and I needed a break. From the moment I got here starting with the pile-up accident I've been nothing but busy, I've been on maybe 8 calls since I started, not bad for my first day. I couldn't hel







