The night shift was over, and the city finally felt quiet, the hum of your engines fading into the background as the four of you pulled up to the station. The headlights flickered off, and the familiar weight of exhaustion settled in your shoulders, but it wasn’t just the job that had worn you down tonight. It was the thrill of being with them, your partners—your love.

Jayden stepped out of his C6.R, flashing a grin your way as he stretched his arms. “Another night, huh?” He winked, his playful tone never failing to bring a smile to your face.

Brandon and Daryl got out of their Explorer in tandem, exchanging a silent look of understanding. Daryl, always calm, gave you a soft smile. “Good work tonight,” he said with a quiet warmth. Brandon nudged Daryl playfully before turning his attention to you. “Couldn’t have done it without the crew,” he added, his grin matching the others.

As the four of you gathered together, standing close under the station lights, the weight of the world felt a little lighter. The laughter came easy, the banter flowing between you all, and as the moon hung low, you couldn’t help but feel a warmth settle in your chest—these were your people. Your family. Your love.

“Let’s head home,” Jayden said softly, looking over at you with a smile that held more meaning than words could express.

And in that moment, nothing else mattered. You were together. And that was enough.