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The Vacation
Chapter One
The flight from Bay City to San Diego was, for the most part, uneventful. Both Starsky and Hutch were looking forward to a well-deserved two week vacation. Their plans included, bicycling along the boardwalk of Mission Beach; fishing off the Catalina Islands; and yes, even camping in the Laguna Mountains. Ah, San Diego had it all!
The flight attendant was a slim, very attractive blond by the name of Heidi. Hutch had been eyeing her since they taxied the runway in Bay City. Starsky was sitting in the aisle seat, with Hutch occupying the center. Heidi approached the detectives. "Can I get either of you two gentlemen another drink, before we begin our descent?" Although she was asking both of them, she was clearly giving Hutch her undivided attention. Hutch raised his index finger, signaling one more Heineken for him. She smiled and looked to his friend. Starsky declined her offer. Heidi sauntered off to retrieve the tall blonds' drink.
The dark, curly haired detective was busy checking out the beautiful brunette sitting across the aisle from him. Up until that moment, he really hadn't noticed her. He wasn't sure if it was the drinks he had already consumed, or the excitement of almost being at their destination, that was making him feel down right giddy. Letting out a big sigh, he rested his chin in his hand, with his elbow on the arm of his seat, staring puppy-eyed at the stranger. Seeing this young stunning woman sitting just a few feet from him gave him reason to smile.
He jabbed Hutch with his elbow. "Hey, Hutch," he said looking sideways at her, "Check her out. I sure hope she's planning on spending some time in San Diego!"
Just then the woman looked up and saw him staring at her. He nervously raised both his eyebrows and gave her his best smile. He was trying to look irresistible, but ended up looking more like an awkward, geeky school boy. She politely smiled back and quickly lowered her head back to the magazine in her lap. Trying to avoid any further contact. Hutch recognized this and tried to stop his friend from making a complete ass out himself, but it was too late.
With all his 'boyish' charm he leaned toward her. "My name's Starsky, Dave Starsky." He stated.
With one slight nod, she replied. "How'd ya do?" Not even looking up. Hutch saw how she obviously avoided giving him her name, but poor Starsk seemed joyfully oblivious to that.
"I'm great, just great!" He said smiling, even though she didn't expect or particularly want a response. "This is my partner, Ken Hutchinson." He pointed his thumb towards Hutch.
"Partner?" She questioned, looking up at him, insinuating something Starsky wasn't quite comfortable with.
"Oh no, no. Nothin' like that." He began to squirm in his seat. "See, we're detectives with the Bay City P.D." He said quickly, puffing out his chest, thinking she'd be impressed by that. Hutch just pinched his nose and shook his head, slightly embarrassed by the fool his best friend was making of himself.
"Oh, I see." She uttered and returned her gaze to her reading material.
Starsky was just about to respond to the elusive female when Heidi returned with Hutch's drink, blocking his view with her body. Starsky bent backwards and forward trying to look around her. The pleasant stewardess spent far too long serving Hutch his beer as far as Starsky was concerned. He began to get irritated, sighing and grunting, while Heidi and Hutch continued their small talk.
"So, how long do you plan on being in San Diego?" Heidi asked the tall blond.
"Two weeks." Hutch replied. "How 'bout you ? Any kind of lay over?" He asked being aware and familiar with flight attendants schedules.
"Actually, yes. I've got the next four days off. I'm spending some time with family. My grandparents are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary."
"Well, maybe we could get together for a drink or something?" Hutch said. Starsky poked his head in between them. Upset at the time they were taking away from him and his possible future bride.
"Hey, speaking of drinks, I think I'll take you up on that final drink." Starsky said trying to get her out of the middle of the aisle.
"Sorry, too late. We're starting our final descent." She smiled and winked at Hutch as the cabin bell rang, and the pilot's voice came over the intercom, advising the passengers to take their seats. Hutch let out a chuckle. Heidi turned and walked away with a flip of her hair. Hutch couldn't help but be quite impressed with her.
With her out of the way, Starsky turned his attention back to the mystery woman.
"So, how long you plannin' on being in San Diego?" He stole Heidi's line. She looked at him suspiciously.
"Who said I was spending any time in San Diego?" She asked irritated.
He looked around. "Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but I think that's where this plane is headed." He said sarcastically. He was starting to realize that she really wasn't digging him and was trying to give him the brush off.
"It may be heading to San Diego, but I seriously doubt that it's staying in San Diego!" She quipped.
Starsky was beginning to find her quite rude! He wasn't causing her any harm; he didn't understand why she had to act like that. It was obvious that they were both tiring of each others company. The dark detective decided to turn his attention back to his best friend, Hutch.
"I tell ya' Blintz, I sure hope she's no example of the kind of the kind of ladies we're gonna meet here?" Starsky said just as Heidi was swaying her way down the aisle to the front of the plane. Hutch couldn't take his eyes off of her.
"Well Gordo, I think the ladies here are just fine." He said with a smile. Starsky looked at Hutch as he looked at Heidi. He shook his head in disgust.
The plane landed smoothly and headed for its gate. Once it came to a complete stop, all the passengers rose from their seats to prepare to de-plane. Starsky noticed the lovely brunette having trouble retrieving something from the overhead compartment. He leaned across and grabbed the bag she was reaching for and handed it to her. He honestly expected her to thank him, but instead he got an icy cold glare.
"I didn't need any help, I woulda gotten it myself." She said with utter disdain for him.
"Easy sweetheart, don't go poppin' any veins on my account!" He shot back. She let out a heavy sigh and continued to exit the plane. Starsky just looked at Hutch who could only shrug his shoulders in response.
As the two passed the forward galley of the aircraft, Heidi was standing by the cockpit. She moved forward towards Hutch as he smiled. He slowed to speak with her and Starsky bumped right into him. He looked behind him. "Do you mind?" He asked Starsky.
"I don't mind, but I think the other hundred people waiting to get off this plane, may feel differently." Starsky said pointing to the back-up Hutch was creating. Hutch smiled shyly at Heidi. She leaned to him and slipped her hand into the pocket of his jacket.
"This is the number where I'll be staying." She whispered in his ear and backed away from him. Hutch blushed and then continued on his way off the plane and up the ramp, into a very crowded and busy airport with Starsky right on his heels.
They collected their luggage from baggage claim and took the shuttle to their hotel.
To Be Continued
