Buck’s eyes slowly opened, his ears ringing. His head hurt and he felt like he just got hit by a truck. He slowly sat and saw some people running towards him.

“Buck! Buck, oh my god, are you okay?!” Hen dropped to her knees beside him and started to check his pulse.

“I- yeah.. yeah, I feel fine,” Buck coughs and little and looks around. He looks down at his outfit… LAFD? Since when? His thoughts are broken when he looks and sees a guy, probably about later mid 30s, drop to his knees. He looked concerned and almost scared.

“Buck… oh god- are- are you okay?” The man held his hand, but Buck pulled it away slowly. Who was this guy?

“Buck.. c’mon..” The man tried to grab his hand again. But Buck pulled it away.

“Who are you?” Buck spoke, clearly confused and embarrassed.

The man froze. The other members of the team all looked at him, worried and almost… heartbroken? Then the man spoke up.

“Buck.. c’mon.. stop messing with me. I’m Eddie Diaz… you’re best friend.. c’mon, Buckley,” The man, Eddie, spoke. He sounded mortified and heartbroken.

“I don’t.. know you, man,” Buck spoke up, clearly confused.