Wrapping Paper [Quinn Hughes]

Wrapping Paper [Quinn Hughes] 🎄

Description: Quinn can't wrap gifts to save his life. Y/N is his neighbor and can help.

Warnings: Cursing.

A/N: Day 9 of 12 Days of Christmas!

"Mom, I have no idea what I am doing." Quinn whines to Ellen through the phone.

He's trying to wrap presents, and it's not going well.

"Well did you watch a video honey? Maybe that can help." Ellen suggests.

Quinn tries to pull the wrapping paper and accidentally rips it. "Damnit." He mumbles. "I did watch a video, it just doesn't work."

"Well, do you know anyone there that can help you?" She asks.

"None of the boys know how to." Quinn says, setting scissors down.

"How about Y/N? You guys always say that she knows how to fix and do everything."

Y/N is Quinn's neighbor and a photographer for the canucks. He has a tiny crush on her, but we don't talk about that.

"Mom. I am not asking Y/N to help me wrap presents." He sighs.

"Why not? She's always told you if you ever need anything just let her know." Ellen questions. She really didn't understand why he couldn't just ask Y/N for help. She's a really sweet girl.

"Because I'm twenty years old and this is embarrassing." He replies. He tosses the scissors on the carpeted floor and runs a hand through his hair. "Maybe I should just get bags."

Ellen laughs. "You do what you want honey, but I know Y/N will help you and not even question it."

"Ok mom." Quinn sighs, again. "Well I know it's late there so tell Luke and dad I love and miss them."

"I will. Goodbye Quinn, I love you."

"Love you too mom."

They hang up and Quinn looks around his living room, at all of the presents he needed to wrap.

"This is going to take forever."

§§§

"So Quinn, how is present wrapping going?" Brock asks after practice.

"It's been like three days and I only have two done slightly correct. So if that tells you anything." Quinn replies, taking his helmet off.

"Dude, just ask Y/N. Have you been to her place lately? She's got everything wrapped perfectly under her tree. I even had her wrap that one toy for my nephew."

Y/N walks over to the bench and greets everyone.

"Hey guys, were doing the Christmas pictures today just let me know when you want to start."

Everyone gives her a "ok" and she goes back to set up her camera to take pictures of the rest of practice.

§§§

After practice and the Christmas pictures and videos were all done Brock, Elias and Quinn were all walking to the vehicle they carpooled in to go home and play video games when they saw Y/N walking to her car.

So, as any teammate would, Brock decided to take advantage of it and help Quinn out.

"Hey Y/N!" He exclaims. Quinn shoved him and gave him a death glare while Elias just giggled. She turns around and stops to wait for them.

"Hey Brock, what's up?" She asks, shifting her bag on her shoulder.

"Could you help Quinny wrap his presents? He's struggling." Brock side eyes Quinn, who rolls his eyes.

"Yeah of course! Just let me know when you get home and I'll come over and help you?" She questions.

"Yeah! Thank you." Quinn shyly replies.

"No problem! You guys have fun playing video games." She says before she gets into her car and drives off.

"See Quinn. She's a sweetheart, you don't have to be afraid to talk to her." Brock chuckles, throwing his stuff in the car.

"I'm not afraid to talk to her." Quinn pouts.

"Yeah ok." Elias pipes in.

"Shut up Petey."

§§§

After getting home, Quinn texted Y/N and told her he was home and she replied a few minutes later saying she'd be over soon.

He looked around his apartment and decided to pick up stuff he'd thrown around randomly.

If only Jack and Luke could see him. They'd never let him hear the end of it. He can hear their voices in his head already.

"Quinn's got a crush."

"Quinn's whipped."

Whatever floats their boat.

His doorbell rang and he scanned around one last time to make sure it didn't look like a complete pigsty before opening it.

"Hey, thanks for coming over."

"You don't need to thank me. I've got brothers, I understand wrapping presents isn't really a guys thing." She laughs.

"Especially not mine." Quinn laughs with her.

§§§

After an hour, all of the presents were wrapped, labeled and decorated with bows. Y/N even sort of taught him how to wrap presents.

"I know you just taught me but I might just have to keep asking you to help me because I actually really like spending time with you." Quinn says, watching her write on a tag for Lukes gift.

"I like spending time with you too. You're a great person Quinn."

"Thank you. I think you're great too." He smiles. "So, would you maybe want to stay and watch a movie with me? I'll order us food." He offers.

"Yeah, that sounds great." She smiles.

Later after eating and while they were in the middle of the movie, Quinn gets a text.

Brock

So did your presents get wrapped Quinny?

Internal [Kristain ‘Yatesy’ Yates]

Description: Y/N's health condition gets outed on a hot, busy day at Bondi Beach.

Warnings: Cardiac Arrest

Y/N had been feeling dizzy all day. She had heart problems, really, really bad heart problems. Bad enough to get a internal defibrillator. Most people would probably say being a lifeguard isn't good for someone with cardiac issues, but she still pursued the career.

She's been a lifeguard for Waverly Council for three years. The only person to know about her issues was Hoppo. He had to know because of legal reasons, but everyone else was kept in the dark about that aspect of Y/N's life.

"Bondi Central to Blue Rhino. You've got a young man, twenty meters out." Yatesy says over the radio.

Y/N and Yatesy are great friends, well that's what they like to think. Everyone could tell how in love they are, except them.

Yatesy wanted Y/N to come up to the tower because he noticed how she's been acting but the lifeguards were stretched thin and Bondi was busy.

She'd been going back and forth between first aids and incidents in the water all day, with no time to take a breather, let alone any time to inform anyone about how she was feeling.

"I'm going in Yates. He's not looking good." Y/N replies before setting her radio down and grabbing the board.

"You're not looking good either." Yatesy mumbles to himself.

He watches as Y/N hits the water. She starts paddling to the man, but he notices her grab her chest for a second before continuing to paddle.

Y/N finally gets to the man but when she sits up her eyes roll back into her head, going unconscious. Her body falls forward and smacks against the board. The man she went out to rescue clings to the board and starts waving for more help.

Yatesy starts to panic. Normally he is good at keeping a cool composure, but this is Y/N. The woman he's in love with. He grabs his radio and immediately radios out to every lifeguard, even the ones at Tamarama and Bronte.

"Bondi Central to all Waverly Lifeguards. We have a lifeguard down, get an Ambo here quick!"

Yatesy grabs the defibrillator and the other bag of medical supplies. He throws lifeguard protocol out the door and abandons the tower. Hopping in a ATV and speeding to Y/N. By now other swimmers, and surfers have gone over to Y/N. A surfer had brought the man in and the others were trying to wake her up.

Yatesy hits the water and paddles as fast as he can. All he can think is that he might not get the chance to tell her how he feels. He might not get a chance to actually love her.

He stops right next to her and grabs her arm.

"Y/N?!" She doesn't answer, so he puts two fingers to her carotid artery.

Yatesy swears his heart shattered. The pain in his chest, the feeling in his stomach. It was all too much. The tears start rolling down his face. He grabs her from the board and pulls her onto his.

He races back to shore and sees Hoppo, Jesse and Reidy standing there, waiting for them. Yatesy gets off of the board and Jesse pulls him to the side while Hoppo and Reidy pull Y/N up onto the sand.

"She'll be alright mate." Jesse says as he puts a hand on Yatesy's shoulder.

"She didn't have a pulse." Yatesy whispers.

"She'll be alright." Jesse repeats.

Y/N's internal defibrillator goes off, surprising everyone except Hoppo and now Reidy. Her eyes pop open and her hand goes to her chest.

"Y/N you're alright sweetheart, just breathe." She looks up at Hoppo and Reidy who are leaning over her and then tries to sit up when she hears a sob of relief. Reidy stays behind her to keep her steady as she looks at Yatesy.

"Kristain." She croaks. Yatesy walks over and takes Reidy's place behind her.

"I'm in love with you. I know this probably isn't the best time to tell you, but when I saw you collapse I swear my heart fell apart." Yatesy admits.

"I'm in love with you too. I'm ok. I'm sorry I scared you."

Yatesy wraps his arms around her and presses a kiss to her head. "You don't have to be sorry about anything."

Christmas Carols [Nolan Patrick] 🎄

Description: Nolan doesn't feel the Christmas spirit but Y/N, who lives above him, keeps playing Christmas carols really loud.

Warnings: None

A/N: Day 2 of 12 days of Christmas!

Nolan Patrick is the real life embodiment of the grinch this Christmas. This would be the first Christmas he wouldn't be home with his family because of his career.

Of course he loves hockey, but he also loves his family and wants to spend time with them during the holidays.

He didn't have a tree, or any decorations for that matter. He didn't participate in any normal Christmas traditions. Really the only thing he's done for Christmas was a video with the Flyers media team saying what his favorite Christmas movie was and why.

He hadn't even listened to Christmas music, even Frosty the Snowman, until his upstairs neighbor decided to blast her Christmas carols on a Saturday afternoon.

He kept quiet about it, even though it was annoying him, but she kept blasting it every few days, and after a bad loss, coming home to hear Christmas carols was the last thing he wanted to deal with, but he didn't want to cause issues so he just put his headphones in. With anyone else he would've told them to turn it down, but this is Y/N, his beautiful neighbor/kind of friend/crush. He won't tell her to turn it off.

A week later they bump into each other in the elevator and Nolan brings it up.

"So you seem to really like Christmas music."

Y/N smiles and replies, "Yeah, of course. Who doesn't?" Nolan stays quiet and looks down at his shoes. "You don't like Christmas music? You listened to it last year." Y/N questions.

"Yeah, this year is different though." He replies and starts to fiddle with his duffle bag.

"How so?" Y/N pushes.

"I can't go home because of work, so there's really no reason to celebrate."

Y/N sees the hurt on his face. He really wanted to be with his family.

"Well, how about this, you can celebrate Christmas with me since neither of us can go home this year." She suggests.

Nolan looks up at her and he shakes his head.

"It's ok, I swear. I don't want to intrude, I'll just have to celebrate next year."

"Nolan we've known each other for like three years. You're not intruding." Y/N laughs.

"Seriously, it's ok. I'll just watch some movies and order some takeout." Nolan assures.

The elevator stops on Y/N's floor and they look at each other.

"I won't take no for an answer Nolan." Y/N argues as she steps off of the elevator. "I'll make you stop being your little grinch self." Y/N winks before walking off to her apartment.

Nolan leans against the elevator wall and lets out a deep breath.

§§§

A few days later Nolan is walking into the building with Travis. They had just left practice and decided they wanted to play video games at Nolan's place.

"So Patty, how is Y/N?" Travis asks as they play call of duty.

"She's good. Why?" Nolan glances at Travis' face to see his smirk.

"Just wondering. You avoided the elevator." He replies.

"Uh. Coach says we need to stop being lazy." Nolan mumbles.

"So it doesn't have anything to do with Y/N getting home around this time?"

"No." Nolan croaks. "It's not-. Y/N doesn't-. Damn you Teeks." Nolan sputters, his cheeks burning.

"You like her. She invited you over for Christmas. Go or I'll kick your ass."

§§§

Nolan walks into the lobby coming in from Philadelphia's cold, snowy weather. It's the day before Christmas Eve and today was their last day of practice until the day after Christmas.

After brushing his hair out of his face he looks up to see Y/N standing at the front desk waiting for her mail. She turns her head to see Nolan standing there and waves at him. He walks over to the desk and asks for his mail as well.

"So, Christmas."

"Your place or mine?" Nolan asks.

"Be at my place at one. Don't worry about bringing anything." She says as she grabs her mail.

"You sure?"

"Just bring yourself Nol." She smiles before walking to the elevator.

§§§

Nolan switches the hand the bag is in before knocking on her door.

He knew she said not to bring anything but he didn't feel right so he got her a gift. With Travis' help.

The door opens and Y/N smiles at him.

"Hey, come in!"

Nolan walks into the apartment and looks around.

It looks like a Christmas bomb went off.

"I like your decorations."

"Thanks! I about broke my neck climbing up on a ladder to put the star on top of my tree." She chuckles.

"I brought you something as a thank you for letting me spend today with you."

"You didn't have to Nolan. If anything you're doing me a favor. Making me feel like less of a loner."

"You're not a loner. You know Travis, Carter and I love spending time with you."

"Yeah but I'm just the girl you guys hang out with sometimes." Y/N replies. "Anyway, I got you something too." She goes into the living room and grabs a box. "Open it, I might slip up if you don't open it now." Her bright eyes made Nolan's heart melt. Maybe this would turn out an ok Christmas.

"Only if you open yours first."

Black Ice [Connor Rhodes] 🎄

Description: Connor and Y/N meet in the ER on Christmas Eve.

Warnings: Car crash, injury.

A/N: Day 8 of 12 Days of Christmas!

Of course it had to dump snow on Christmas Eve in Chicago. When else would be a convenient time?

Snow causes everyone to drive even worse than normal and there is black ice everywhere.

The Emergency Room had been packed all day with general sickness patients, falls, trauma, literally anything that could get thrown at Chicago Med's staff was getting thrown, plus more.

There had been another accident on the highway and Connor was pulled from Cardio to help out.

His first patient had literally just been wheeled in on the stretcher as he walked in. A woman around his age, all banged up and unconscious, connected to a Cardiac Monitor, showing she is having some Tachycardia.

"Twenty-Eight year old female unconscious, and tachycardic. She was in the accident on the exit ramp." The paramedic says.

They lift her onto the bed and lay her flat. A few nurses join and quickly switch her to their monitors.

"We'll stick this cut on her forehead up and let's get a MRI and CT of her head, make sure she doesn't have any internal injuries. Also order a low dose of Propanol, that should help her heart rate." Connor orders.

"Yes Dr. Rhodes." The nurse replies and walks out of the room.

Connor grabs a suture kit and pulls a stool up beside the woman.

"Alright, lets get this cut stitched up."

§§§

After the dose of Propanol, imaging, and stitching were done, the woman's heart rate went down and it was determined that she didn't have any brain injury and the unconsciousness is most likely just a result of "fight or flight".

Connor kept checking in on her every chance he could.

He didn't know why, but something just pulled his interest to her.

It was around ten thirty in the evening when she finally woke up. The nurses paged him and he made his way down quickly.

He knocks on the door before entering. Maggie is in the room getting the woman a drink.

"Dr. Rhodes, this is Y/N Y/L/N. She is a interior designer here in Chicago." Maggie says.

"Hi Y/N, I'm Dr. Rhodes. I've been taking care of you since your accident earlier this evening. How are you feeling?" Connor asks as he takes a pen light out to check her eyes.

"I'm feeling ok. Just a little sore." Y/N replies.

He puts the light away and sits on the stool near her bed.

"Well, you are doing really good. You just have a cut on your forehead that we stitched up and when you were brought in your heart rate was high. Is that normal for you?"

"Yeah, I was anxious while driving and I worked myself up I guess." She replies quietly.

"It happens to the best of us. I flipped my car into a ditch one winter during college." Connor says, trying to make her feel better about the situation.

She lets out a light chuckle and smiles at him. "Yeah I guess it does."

Relocate [Anthony Glick]

Description: Y/N is a NSW Sprint Paramedic, she gets called to Bondi for a dislocated shoulder and is met by a very loopy patient, who is also a lifeguard.

Warnings: Dislocated Shoulder.

Y/N was driving around New South Wales, pretty close to Bondi Beach. It had been extremely hot all day, and she'd been sent to Bronte, Maroubra, and Tamarama multiple times for medical calls, along with others she'd been dispatched to throughout the area. She was surprised she hadn't gone to Bondi yet, but her thoughts halted when the tones dropped.

"NSW Sprint Twelve, Bondi Beach. Twenty-six year old male. Dislocated shoulder." The dispatcher says.

Y/N grabs her radio and keys it up, while simultaneously turning her lights and sirens on.

"NSW Sprint Twelve is clear and en route." She replies.

§§§

Glick had been on the Jet Ski for three hours. He'd pulled in at least a hundred people and was tired, so when he got the all clear from senior lifeguards to beach the ski, he went straight for it.

His right shoulder payed the price.

While beaching the ski, you have to also cut the engine, and while doing that Glick rammed his shoulder into handle.

Jesse, who was in the rhino waiting for Glick so they could pack up the jet ski heard the horrendous pop, and the string of curse words that flew from Glick's mouth. He jumped out and went over to his friend, who was now leaning over.

"You alright?" Jesse asks.

"I think I dislocated my shoulder." Glick groans.

Jesse grabs his radio and keys it up. "Jesse to Central, Glicky just dislocated his shoulder, call an Ambo."

"Alright Jess bring him up and we'll get him the green whistle."

§§§

Y/N parked her SUV and grabbed her bag.

"NSW Sprint Twelve to NSW Dispatch, put me on scene, Bondi Beach." She says unto her radio and locks the SUV before clipping the radio to her pants and walking towards the lifeguard standing at the stairs waiting for her.

"Y/N, nice to see you again." Jake says.

"Nice to see you too, so how'd our patient dislocate his shoulder?" She asks.

"Oh you'll never believe this. I'll let you find out for yourself." Jake smirks.

They walk into the tower and out onto the overlook to see Glick sitting in a chair with the green whistle in his mouth.

"Ah! One of our favorites! Look Glicky, the shoulder specialist is here!" Jesse says.

"Anthony, what did you do?" Y/N asks as she bends down to examine his shoulder.

"He was beaching the ski." Jake responds, faster than Glick could even process what she'd asked.

"I hit the handle bars and it just made this horrible sound and started to hurt." Y/N nods and feels his shoulder a bit more.

"Alright, how bad is your pain?"

"Like a seven."

"You think you can handle a relocation with just the green whistle or do you want some morphine?"

"I vote morphine." Jesse says. Jake nods in agreement.

"Morphine." Glick responds.

"Just keep breathing in the green whistle, and once your IV is in and working we'll start."

She puts a tourniquet on his bicep and cleans the area before grabbing a kit and morphine. She draws up the morphine and sets it aside. She gets the IV in and administers the morphine, which starts working quickly. She grabs Glick's hand in hers and starts feeling his shoulder again, trying to make the muscles relax, and also figuring out which way would work the best to get it back in. His muscles are tense.

"Anthony I need you to relax your muscles. That's the only way this is going to work." Y/N says as she rubs his arm.

"I can't relax, I'm nervous." Glick slurs.

"Why are you nervous, Glicky?" Jake asks.

"Because there is a beautiful paramedic touching my arm." The boys and the crew filming a Bondi Rescue laugh. Glick didn't even realize what he said. The comment also made Y/N's cheek turn a bit red.

"Just look at Jess then." Glick looks over at Jesse and then gives Jake a weird look for his comment.

"I know she's still there." Glick says.

"Would you be more comfortable laying down?" Y/N asks. Glick nods. "Could you guys get your bed flat for me?" Jake goes off to get the bed ready and Jesse carries her stuff into the tower while Y/N walks with Glick.

He lays down on the bed and Y/N feels his muscles relax. Now that she can attempt to relocate Glick's shoulder, she decides to use Kocher's Method. She bends his arm at the elbow and rests it against his side. She grabs his hand an starts to externally rotate it. Once she feels resistance she lifts his arm into the sagittal plane, then internally rotates it towards his other side.

Glick's shoulder pops back in, just as loud as it popped out. All of his pain goes away and he sobers up. Y/N rests his hand on his other shoulder and makes sure he doesn't move it for a few seconds.

"Damn you're good." Glick says. Everyone in the tower chuckles.

"How's your pain now?"

"Zero." Y/N smiles and makes him a sling for his trip to the hospital.

"So Glicky does Y/N still make you nervous?" Jesse asks. Glick's face turns red and his expression makes Jake and Jesse laugh.

"What?"

"You were nervous and couldn't relax because there was a beautiful paramedic touching your arm." Jesse chuckles, Jake does as well.

Glick groans and Y/N laughs as she gets a sling made for him. She puts his arm in the fabric and then ties it behind his neck so he doesn't have to keep it there himself.

"So are you guys going to exchange numbers or something?" Jake pushes.

Glick's face turns as red as a fire truck and Y/N just laughs.

§§§

Once the other paramedics arrive to take Glick to the hospital, Y/N walks him to the ambulance.

"Thank you for fixing my shoulder." Glick says.

"Yeah, no problem. Be careful beaching that jet ski next time." Y/N jokes. Glick smiles and nods. "Well, I'm sure I'll see you soon. Bye Anthony." She squeezes his hand and slips a paper in it at the same time.

"Bye Y/N."

She closes the door once the paramedic jumps in the back and then wake back to her SUV.

Glick opens his hand and looks at the paper.

(01) 2345 6789 - Y/N :)

Broken Hearts Club [Kelly Severide]

Description: Kelly Severide has made Y/N an official member of the Broken Hearts Club.

Warnings: Cheating, Cursing (are we surprised? no. ok.)

Y/N and Kelly had been dating for a year before Stella Kidd showed up. Stella was a absolute goddess. Beautiful hair, perfect smile, amazing personality and excellent firefighter skills. What was there not to love? Kelly obviously took notice of her, and even started to hang out with her instead of his girlfriend.

Y/N thought it might've been because she was new, and she was a firefighter, instead of a paramedic like Y/N, so they had plenty in common, but when Kelly started canceling on Y/N she grew suspicious.

Gabby and Y/N had gone out for drinks one night after they got off work. Gabby had a falling out with Matt, and she was currently staying with Y/N, so they figured they’d go get dinner and drinks together. Y/N was supposed to have dinner with Kelly, but of course, he canceled last minute.

"I heard Ambo 52 had a guy with a python biting his arm and it wrapped around his arm. Kristy and Zach were too afraid to touch the snake." Gabby says as they walk down the sidewalk. Y/N briefly chuckles at the story before going back to her somber mood. Gabby turns her head towards Y/N and her heart breaks for her. She knew how much Y/N loved Kelly, but she also knew how much of an asshole he'd been the past two months. "Hey, why don't we stop by and see Severide. He said he had to help Kidd with something at Molly's right?" Y/N nods.

"Yeah. Something about fixing the wall and shelves, or hanging shelves on the wall? I'm not sure. The phone call only lasted like forty seconds."

"Then let's go." Gabby says and loops her arm with Y/N's before heading towards Molly's.

§§§

Once they make it to the bar, they say hello to everyone they know before heading over to Otis.

"Hey Otis." Y/N says.

"Hey guys, what's up." He replies as he cleans a glass.

"We stopped by to see Severide, any idea where he is?" Gabby asks as she sits on a barstool.

"He should be in the back putting up a shelf. He asked Stella to hold it up for him." Otis says and nods his head to the back room. Y/N nods.

"Ok, can I have four beers?" She passes him a twenty dollar bill and Otis grabs four beers for her. "I'm going to take one to Kelly and Stella. I'll be back." Y/N grabs two beers and starts walking to the back.

She enters the hallway and notices that she can't hear any voices, or tools. She thought they might be concentrating, trying to get the shelf level, or they aren't even back there.

She couldn't have been any more wrong.

She steps in the open doorway and looks at the sight in front of her. Kelly has Stella pinned up against the wall, their lips pressed together. Once her head catches up with her eyes, she drops the beers and gasps. Stella pulls away and catches Y/N's eyes.

"Kel-Kelly." By time he pulled away, Y/N had already turned around and started towards the bar. She grabs the beer she ordered and walks out the door before anyone can ask her anything.

Kelly runs down the hall and meets Gabby and Otis' confused faces. When Gabby sees Kelly's appearance she immediately knows what's going on.

"Where'd she go?" Kelly asks. Gabby stands up and moves in his way.

"Just stop. I think you've done enough." Then Gabby grabs her beer and follows Y/N out the door.

Kelly watches as the door slams shut. He knew he fucked up when he saw the look on Gabby's face.

"Damnit!" He yells and kicks a barstool before turning back and going down the hall.

§§§

Gabby sat down next to Y/N on the curb. She took one look at her eyes and immediately knew how much this has hurt her. Mentally and emotionally. They sit there in silence while tears roll down Y/N's face.

"I thought he loved me." Y/N sobs. Gabby wraps her arm around Y/N and lets her lean her head on her shoulder.

Welcome to the Broken Hearts Club Y/N.