It all started because Buck, Eddie, Hen, Chim, and Ravi were being nosy little shits and thought their captain needed to “get laid or at least get a life.” So naturally, behind Bobby’s back, they made him a dating profile. Bobby had no intention of actually using it, but of course, the universe had other plans—because that’s how he met you.

You’d been dating Bobby for a while now. Solid, steady, real. He was calm in the chaos of your life, which was saying something, considering you were raising two wild little boys, Jaxon (7) and Eli (5), from your previous marriage. They were your whole damn world. And once they found out Mom’s new guy was a firefighter, that was it.

“CAN WE GO SEE HIM AT THE FIRE STATION??” “DO THEY HAVE A FIRE POLE??” “WILL HE LET ME DRIVE THE TRUCK???”

You tried to explain that it wasn’t exactly a playground, but they wore you down. So, you loaded them up one afternoon and drove over to Station 118, planning to surprise Bobby during some quiet moment. The second you pulled up, Jaxon practically launched himself out of the car before you could even put it in park.

He sprinted straight toward the bay doors where Bobby was standing, clipboard in hand, eyebrows furrowed until he looked up and saw your kid barreling toward him yelling, “BOBBYYYY!”

Your heart stuttered. Bobby instinctively dropped down to one knee, catching Jaxon like he’d been doing it for years. That moment hit you hard—it wasn’t awkward or forced. It felt… right. Natural. Like they’d always been a part of each other’s lives.

Eli came next, waddling behind his brother, and Bobby gave you that warm, crooked smile you’d fallen for, mouthing, you didn’t tell me you were coming. But his eyes said he was glad you did.

Then, of course, the rest of the crew started filtering out—first Chim, then Buck with a dumb grin, Hen raising an eyebrow, Eddie smirking knowingly, and Ravi bringing up the rear, hands stuffed in his pockets.

“Damn, Cap, they are cute,” Buck whistled, eyeing the boys and nudging Chim. Eli tugged on Bobby’s pants. “Are you gonna show us the truck now or what?”

And just like that, Bobby stood tall, one kid on each hand, and said, “Yeah, I think we’ve got time for a tour.”