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    Tommy was halfway through what he termed a human slug day—a day when he refused all productivity and human contact in favor of snacks on the couch and watching his favorite gay indie movies—when Evan showed up at his door and said, “We were parked in your car in our neutral meeting place, the Episcopalian churchyard.”

    He really wished he had shaved and bothered to do anything with his hair and also was wearing a pair of sweatpants that were not more hole than actual pant. If he was wishing for impossible things, might as well throw in Bobby being alive and him keeping his fucking mouth shut that morning in Evan’s kitchen. “I don’t follow,” he said apologetically. “Do you need something?”

    Evan’s face twisted in frustration. “I had things I’d been meaning to say, but in the dazzling winter sun that late, I could feel them melt away.”

    That did the opposite of clear anything up, although the words itched at the part of his brain that collected facts and lyrics and useless bits of trivia. “Are you having a stroke? Am I having a stroke?” He patted his pocket for his phone. “I feel like one of us should be calling 911.”

    In which Buck speaks in tongues.

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    Tommy's arm tightened around his ribs. ”Please, don't touch me,” Buck muttered. ”You-you know what it does to me.”

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    26 Aug 2026

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    In the end, it wasn't anyone from the 118 who pulled Buck out of his depression-fueled haze. Not Maddie. Not Athena or May or Harry. Not Tommy, or even Buck himself.

    It was fucking Sal DeLuca.

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    "The colloquial term is a 'crash out'."

    Dr. Copeland's voice rings in Buck's ears through the tinny tablet speakers. Her tone is firm but not reprimanding. More… reminding him that this is what she does. That she's not paid to beat around the bush.

    She's there to make Buck shake said bush until all his feelings spill out.

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    Or another FreeEvanBuckley Crash Out fic!

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    11 Aug 2026