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"Hey," Eddie says. "Can we go outside for a minute?"
Buck looks up and his face is carefully neutral, which on Buck is the equivalent of a five-alarm blaze because this man has never been neutral about a single thing in his life.
"Sure."
They leave cash on the table and step out into the parking lot. The air is heavy and thick with honeysuckle and asphalt and the far-off electric promise of rain. The cat is gone and the neon sign buzzes above them, pink and sputtering.
"I don't want to stay here tonight," Eddie says.
Buck’s eyebrows tick up. "Okay?"
Hesitating, cutting a look back at the diner, Eddie says, "Look, I know we were gonna find a motel somewhere around here but this place doesn't sit right with me. I can't explain it. I'd rather just keep driving."
He's bracing for Buck to push back, to ask what specifically feels wrong, use this as a doorway back into the booth and the hand and all of it. But Buck just looks at his face for a second and nods.
"Yeah. Okay. Let's go."
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Buy one Buck kidnapping and get an Eddie kidnapping for free!Can be read as a standalone but is technically a continuation of my fic 'hands on'
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- Part 2 of no grave can hold my body down
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His entire life is a cacophony of almosts.
Almost told Buck how he felt a hundred different times.
Almost kissed him in the kitchen that night Chris fell asleep on the couch. Almost said stay and meant forever. Almost reached for his hand across a thousand center consoles and dinner tables and couches and hospital bedsides. Almost, almost, almost, every single time, and Eddie always pulled back at the last second because there would be another chance, there would always be another chance, because Buck wasn't going anywhere and neither was Eddie and they had time, they had so much time.
How fitting that the one time Eddie actually reached back, it was too late. -
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