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"Allright all right. Sorry. Geez,, I mean all I was trying to do was--" "Hey Cap, should I zap him quiet with the defibrillator?" Roy suggested sleepily.. The gang erupted in giggles. Johnny just snorted as he hushed and petted Bonnie quiet as she pranced on his bed while he stretched out under the sheets, begging him for the treat he held in his hand. Gage felt wet doggy tongue slime his finger and the bite of tiny teeth as she grabbed it from him. "Ow,, hey.hey hey.." he whispered to the darkness. Then a thought occurred to him. "Hey guys? Do you think I just reinforced her little accident by giving her a cookie like this?" "Shut up!!" came five instant replies. Then the klaxon alarm went off and the house lights kicked on automatically. Dispatch issued the call and the gang were on their feet instantly. The call was.... --------------------------- |
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*********************************** From: "Roxy Dee" <laterrapincabesa@hotmail.com> Date: Wed Oct 16, 2002 4:14 am Subject: Rotten Luck "Station 51.. Dumpster Fire. 427 Supolveda Ave. Cross/Street Maple. 427 Supolveda Ave. Cross/street Maple. Time out 0540." came LA's run. Chet struggled into his suspenders with a long suffering moan. "Oh, man. Gage. You're gonna pay big time for this.. I could of gotten to REM sleep." "Yeah..?" John said sarcastically. "Well, you should be thanking me. If you hit REM you'd be too groggy to man a hose for our fourth dumpster fire." he said, rushing after the curly haired irishman. Roy and John hit the squad and Cap got the garage door and thumbed the callback mike, "Station 51, KMG 365." "Hey Cap!" Gage shouted over the loud rumble of the garage opening onto the street and the sounds of Stoker starting up the LaFrance and all the gang slamming their doors as they piled onto the Ward engine. Cap looked over grumpily, flipping up his overcoat collar and tightening his helmet's chin strap. "What? Can't it wait, we're going on a run here..!" "At least this one won't take long! That's only ten minutes away.." Gage said as Roy threw the truck into drive and peeled out of the garage top speed. The lurching almost gave Johnnie whiplash. Gage rolled up his passenger window and turned on DeSoto. "Hey Roy, what are you trying to do? Kill me? I was talking to Cap there.." "You mean my defibrillator comment didn't sink in? I wasn't joking." Roy said, flipping on the sirens and lights. The dark streets filled with the sirens of Station 51 soon after and the boulevard ahead of them emptied of traffic. His face was almost pure iron. Gage set a hand on his chin. "I don't believe you man. You're really angry, aren't you? I didn't make Bonnie crap all over the station intentionally. I was only trying to-" "I know what you were trying to do, Johnnie.." Roy said, taking his eyes off their speeding route only in brief intervals to stab glares at his dark eyed partner. "It's just that sometimes you just don't think." He gripped the wheel tighter as Johnnie pointed out the next turn. "I don't suppose you get the fact that we've been on runs for four shifts straight. And on none of those nights have we gotten a stretch of sleep longer than an hour. I don't suppose that the term 'sleep deprived' has any meaning for you.." |
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Gage readjusted his helmet on tighter when Roy thunked over railroad tracks a little too fast and it jostled off his head. He fought with it for long seconds until he finally tossed it onto the seat in frustration, going bare headed despite the Code R. Roy just glared at him, not saying much. They arrived, engine and squad onto a seedy city block that was quiet, full of sleeping apartment buildings with black wrought iron fire escapes and one burning dumpster down a dead end alley. Cap dragged himself out of the cab and viewed the sight of such an annoying type of fire with a groan. "Man.. Another one..How many does that make it Lopez? Four tonight?" "Yeah.." Marco croaked in his throat. "One an hour since that four alarm.." he rasped in irritation. Cap sighed "Ok, you and Stoker grab out an inch and a half, we'll have this washed in ten minutes. We gotta make sure that alley of junk hasn't sparked anything beyond that dumpster.." "Right.." Lopez nodded. On his way past Johnny, he couldn't resist a longer than average accusing stare.. Johnny felt ganged up on. "What did I do? All I did was get up to call Lydia. And Marco, I still want to take a look at your throat when we're done here!.." he shouted after the rushing Marco. Chet smiled. "Gage. You're not popular with him this week. Remember he remembers that he lost that bet with B Shift about how many times Bonnie messed on your bed." "Very funny.." John said. "Go make yourself useful and pick those crates up over there and move them out of the way for us.." Roy and Johnny saw Cap stand in the cab and report to LA that the incident was minor and that the station would be wrapping up in about twenty minutes. |
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Mike and Marco approached the blazing dumpster and tried to hook its lid shut with a fire crook to smother it, but the lid had been tied back against the chain link fence. "Oh, man. Had to be hard.." Mike growled. Marco said to Stoker. "Gage put you in a bad mood too?" he said hoarsely. "What?" Stoker said over the roar of the fanning inch and a half raising noisy steam from the belching dumpster as water began to suppress its flames. Cap took a sniff and asked. "Stoker.. You smelling turpentine?" A huge explosion ripped through the dumpster and it flipped end for end into the air straight up into the night sky and then down again.. "Look out!!" Cap shouted. Marco and Mike abandoned the hose and its high pressure water stream started bucking in the old newspapers and trash in the alley the moment they let go of its nozzle to run. The dumpster narrowly missed pinning their feet from where they threw themselves down onto the ground and its red hot edge landed on the hose, severing it. A hose burst drenched the entire gang in spitting ice cold water. Cap shouted from where he was standing and he barely managed to slam the engine cab door shut before the water got inside. "I don't believe this.. can we have any worse luck?" Stoker got to the pumper and turned off the water so that a new hose could be drawn and filled. A moan filled the silence.. from the ground where the dumpster had been. "Wait a minute. Wait a minute! There's somebody over there..!" Roy shouted. John ran to the squad and flicked on the squad headlights to shine into the piles of junk in the alleyway. As one the whole gang sifted through the garbage until.... ---------------------------------- |
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