Fics like that which we least expect

Talked into getting a dog by his physiotherapist after the string of events following the Ladder Truck bombing, Buck hadn't realized it would lead him to trespassing on LAFD Air Ops property. He comes to a slow jog, knowing that the limp in his gait is obvious when his mid calf twinges heavily, a bone deep ache that he’s going to have to massage away later in a probably too hot bath. “Hiya, gorgeous!” Someone says. “What’re doing here, are you lost, pretty girl?” A broad man is stooped over, squatting in front of Althea’s half dancing form as she tries to snatch the hose from his grip. He’s got massive hands that shake and pet at the ruff of Althea’s neck, right at the base of her ears like she loves. He shifts his weight, and Buck can’t help how his gaze lowers, catching on the curve of his muscular rear. “Althea!” Buck calls, and she barks through a mouthful of water, half drenched and leaving paw prints on the dry concrete as she prances between Buck and the hose still gushing water from where the man has abandoned it on the hangar floor.

Fics like that which we least expect

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