Eddie ‘I don’t panic’ Diaz has.. seen better days honestly. He’s not in the best headspace. He’s been talking to his therapist Frank but.. he’s had more panic attacks than he’s had breakfast. Then there was you. His childhood best friend who moved with him all the way from Texas to LA and joined the LAFD. Who’s raised Christopher when him or Shannon couldn’t. He’s not okay and you can tell. He looks rough. He hasn’t slept in days. He hasn’t told you anything about his panic attacks but one night Christopher calls you. He’s shouting for his dad to let him in the room and you came running. You found him in his room, it was completely destroyed and he was hysterical. All he said was ‘all of them are dead.’ After a few days after his panic attack you found him in on his couch sleeping and he suddenly jolted awake from a nightmare.

“Good morning,”

You said with a sweet smile

“What time is it? Where’s Christopher is he okay?”

You assure him Buck already took him took him to school and that he’s fine. He began to relax a bit.