A/N: Hello, hello. I'm happy to say I've finally branched out in the writing for 9-1-1. It took me a while before I knew what I wanted to write, but I'm ready to give it a try :)

This will be very similar to my ghost whisperer story Melinda and Jim: The Missing Scenes where I watch the episode of the show (9-1-1 in this case) and write a few scenes that would fit along with the episode and may even include some of the same dialogue, but just a little bit more to the story for Maddie and Chimney, and maybe even a few of the crew. I'm going to start off in season two. I'm so excited to get towards the middle and write some cute Madney scenes :) Enjoy! xx Mariah

Maddie woke with a start, not even realizing she had drifted off and realized it was nearly night time now. She had been leaned up against the window of her car, fast asleep for nearly four hours. She slowly rose her arms, rubbing her eyes as she looked around and over her shoulder.

She made sure no one was parked near her and then she remembered that she'd pulled over the rest stop just outside of Los Angeles. It had been a long journey, nearly a day and a half of nonstop driving was exhausting.

But all Maddie wanted to do was put Pennsylvania and Doug behind her, and now she was so close to seeing her brother again. It had been so long since she'd seen Evan. Almost three years since she'd seen her own brother.

God, what was wrong with her? How could she let Doug move her away from everyone she loved and shut them out? And how could she let him do it for so long?

She knew she wasn't supposed to blame herself. That it wasn't her fault. It was Doug's. He'd done this to her and she was strong enough to get out before he killed her. She was free of that man and all his anger, for now. Yet Maddie could still barely stand to look at herself in the mirror.

"Deep breaths," she reminded herself, her hands shaking as she wiped away a few fallen tears.

Maddie leaned over and opened the glove compartment, fishing out Evan's Christmas card he sent to her and grabbing her phone from the cup holder. She put the address into the maps on her phone and started to drive.

She turned the radio on, cracked a window, and took in a deep breath.

She could do this. She could go see Buck and see how he's doing while leaving Doug in the past. She would never have to see that man again and if she just kept distance between them. Then he could never hurt her again.

It was only an hour before she pulled up outside Buck's apartment, found a parking spot, and grabbed her duffle bag from the passenger seat. She tried to call Evan, but he didn't answer, so Maddie made her way into the lobby of the complex.

It was nice. She looked around and noticed there were only four mailboxes, so they must be decent-sized condos or something.

She felt proud of her brother. He'd come so far along since she'd last seen him chugging beer with his pals at a party three years ago. But she supposed Evan had been turning twenty one that night. She'd been pretty wasted on her twenty-first birthday too.

Maddie walked over to the nearest mirror and slowly looked over herself. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a ratty sweatshirt, the first thing she'd found in the ten minutes she'd had to pack a bag and get the hell out of her house before her husband found out.

Her hair was flat, greasy even after all the time on the road and stressing the last few days. Maddie so needed to shower. She fished her phone out again, trying to call her brother again, but to no avail.

Evan wasn't answering her calls.

It probably was because he didn't have her new number in his phone, and so some random number calling while he was working a shift wasn't a priority. She'd had to ditch her old phone and get a new one on the road so Doug couldn't track her through their account.

The only calls she'd made on the phone besides to her brother so far were to a hotel back in Nevada, and her boss Lori to tell her she would be quitting, and not to tell anyone about her leaving especially Doug.

When she called her brother for the fifth time and he didn't answer. Maddie gave up and put her phone back in her pocket. She ran her hands through her hair and fixed her shirt as she saw the building manager over her shoulder in the mirror.

The guy was sweeping up the lobby, so he definitely had to have a set of keys. Right? He'd probably even let her in if she was nice enough and told him she was Evan's older sister. Plus having good boobs didn't hurt either. They always got her free drinks when she was in college, why wouldn't it work for her now?

Maddie really needed a shower and doubted that Buck would care if she got inside the apartment before he was home. They were siblings after all. They'd always helped each other, at least tried, because their parents had never been the type to help. They were never around really to even try.

She fished the Christmas card out of her purse and saw that on the return address that read apartment 4B. She walked over the mailbox and found a different name. Abby Clark.

Who was that? She thought her brother was living here. Was he living with some girl?

"You look a little lost and I don't think I've seen you around before. Can I help?" The voice behind her startled her, mostly because she was concentrating on rereading the cursive writing of Abby Clark's name.

Why had her brother put this address on the card if his name wasn't on the mailbox?

"Uh, yes actually." Maddie turned and smiled brightly as the building manager who'd stopped sweeping to come over to her. "I'm looking for Evan Buckley. Do you know which apartment he's in? It says apartment 4B on this card he sent me, but his name isn't on the mailbox."

"Oh, Buck. Yeah, he's living with Abby." The guy said, chuckling. "He's in an out a lot. Works crazy hours I think." The building manager paused for a moment. "Who are you again?"

"Sorry, I must've forgotten to introduce myself. I'm Maddie, Buck's older sister." She said with a smile and held out her hand. "I was just on the road for so long and wanted to swing by to surprise him, but as usual he isn't picking up his cell phone." She fished it out again and was about to call him when the guy stopped her.

"Oh, well I can let you into the apartment. I'm sure Buck wouldn't mind." The guy said, fishing out his keys. "He'll probably be back soon. Like I said before, he's always coming and going."

Maddie nearly cried at his kindness because he could've just told her to get lost, but instead just picked up her duffle bag and followed him to the apartment door that said 4B.

This guy was a total lifesaver. She needed to shower really badly.