1. Chapter 1 (1/2)

disclaimer: i don't own the listener or its characters.

a/n i don't speak english as my first language so if there are any mistakes in the text i'd very much appreciate if you'd point them out to me :). this is my first listener fic and i hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as i did writing it.

"ems are on the way."

"i shot him. i killed him."

"toby, you did what you had to do. toby? toby!come on, stay with me. toby!"

"ha! i have to say i kind of missed this." oz smiles as he looks at his partner. well, not really his partner, he's only substituting for her usual ambulance buddy since a flu has been getting a hold of his colleagues. the poor lady whose shift he'd taken over tried to get into the ambulance coughing her lungs out and burning up since the usual team was so thinned out there wasn't really anyone available apart from her. well, oz wasn't about to let that happen so he graciously offered to take her shift so she could sick it out for a bit. it didn't take much convincing.

"i can imagine!" his partner, erin, answered while keeping her eyes on the road. "being in charge's all good and well but there's nothing really like being on the road in the thick of things, i say."

oz looked out at the lit up buildings all around him. it was dark and the streets looked pretty calm this particular night.

"well, there are some advantages to being a paramedic supervisor too, i have to admit." oz said taking his eyes off of his surroundings to look at her again. "the pay check's certainly nice. but yeah. nothing quite like being on the road." he said a little reminiscent. he was just about to start up a nostalgic story about pizza and a flat tire when they got a call from dispatch.

"university three seven respond."

"this is university three seven, go ahead." oz answered, radio at his mouth while erin turned to look at him.

"a code five eight point two on crestbury road seventy-six, third floor. two gunshot victims. one male with gunshot wound to the chest, one male with gunshot wound to the arm, possibly in shock."

"alright, we're on it." oz responded before ending the call while erin put on the lights and sirens and made her way to the building and vics, speeding past the other cars on the road this late hour. oz grinned. "oh, i've definitely missed this."

when the ambulance arrived at the building the place appeared completely empty. there weren't any cops on the scene yet and everything was dark.

"nice driving!" oz complimented erin as they rushed to get their equipment out of the ambulance and to the man needing it.

"thanks." erin grinned. both fell silent rushing up the stairs, bags in hand. there were no lights on anywhere and there wasn't any sign of life to be seen. oz was panting by the time they reached the third floor. the other paramedic looked like she was about to comment on it but seemed to think better of it when she spotted the guys they'd come in to help. two unconscious, maybe dead men and one-

"sergeant mccluskey?" left his mouth before he could help himself. he was quickly distracted though when he realised who the man lying face down with blood pouring out of his arm was.

"no." the other victim completely forgotten, he checked his best friend over for other injuries. "oh my god, toby. no. this can't be happening." he muttered silently. when realizing toby was okay apart from the thankfully non-lethal wound to his left arm he proceeded to quickly rip off his friend's jacket and apply a pressure bandage to stem the blood flow and save the bloody idiot from bleeding out. after that he put on an oxygen mask around his friends face. the guy's