I walked to the huge kitchen after my alarm went off for the first time in my new apartment. I have never been much of a chef, although when the stars are aligned just right I have been known to nail it in the kitchen.

The kitchen has dark brown cabinets. And we have a huge kitchen island at the middle with bar chairs. To the right, there are tons of dirty dishes in the sink just begging to be washed. The kitchen itself is actually a part of one big room which runs right into the living room. The living room is surprisingly clean, we have a big gray sofa in the middle, and a plasma TV connected with August's playstation. There's even some plants in the corner of the room, next to a treadmill.

After looking around carefully I ended up grabbing the milk and the cereal. I'm so glad Booth's eating habits are similar to mine because I haven't bought anything to eat for myself yet.

After breakfast I decided to leave to work early, I still have to finish my reports anyway, and Elsa is such a nerd, I'll find her there already.

Shift started at 6 am, it's been four hours and we didn't get called out.

"So Emma, do you have plans for the weekend?"-Ruby asked, playing with the end of her dark hair.

"We will probably go out with Booth and Elsa, to the bar after this shift. And tomorrow I will most likely to end up watching TV and drinking cheap wine."-I smiled at Booth who winked at me, and I watched Ruby as she bit her lips.

"Playing assassins creed, ordering italian, and we will probably finish our night in a stipt club."-Booth added and I chuckled. That idiot.

"Why?"-I wondered.

"Nothing, just curiosity."-she smiled and grabbed an orange, leaving the kitchen in hurry.

"Well, curiosity fulfilled then."-I smiled when she left and Booth burst out of laughing.

"Come on, ask her out already."-said Graham shaking his head, laughing as well.-"Give her some grace."-he added.

"Don't be such an ass to the poor girl. She's totally into you."-Elsa agreed.

"I have an amazing idea! Why don't you guys ask her out?"-I offered which made them all chuckle.

Graham locked eyes with Elsa for a minute before they both looked away.

"Graham?"-I mounted, turning my head towards her so the boys wouldn't see.-"Really?"-I laughed when she shook her head.

"Shut up Swan."-she hissed.

"Construction Accident, Harrison Street, Engine 63, truck 07, truck 19, ambulance 03"-we heard the speaker and all of us rushed to the garage.

Ruby opened the gates so we could pass, before she hopped into truck 19. I nod my head thanks but she ignored it so I turned on the sirens, and stepped on the gas pedal.

"See what you've done?"-Elsa questioned, while doing her seatbelt.

"See how much I care?"-I raised my eyebrows, and concentrated on the road.

I have no idea why does Elsa even care about Ruby that much, but it started to nug me. Am I a bad person for not taking advantage of the poor girl? Of course I'd enjoy her attention, I already do. But I don't want to get involved with any of my coworkers, so like it or not, I'm not asking her out.

When we got to the constructional field, some of the workers ran to us to show where's the injured man.

"What happened?"-Graham inquiered, and looked around searching for the source of the disaster around us.

"This whole shit just broke down somehow and now there's a man under the steal pillar."-the construction leader answered and led us to the man.

I kneeled down next to him, and Elsa did the same on the other side. His face was covered with dust and sweat, his legs were stuck under the huge pillar from knee and I could see tons of blood next to him.

"Am I in heaven? You two are so beautiful."-the old men gasped for air, reaching weakly to my face but I gently pulled away and chuckled.

"Huh, no buddy, and you won't be anytime soon if it's up to us."-Elsa assured him, followed by a weak smile.

"What do we do?"-Elsa asked August.

"We can use one of the lifters, to remove the pillar."-he replied, and Graham nod his head, and commanded the others to bring the tools.

"Could you clear the road for us Liam? We need a green wave."-I asked in the radio.

"No problem. I'll inform the hospital to wait you there."-he replied.

"I'll prepare the oxygen in the car."-Elsa said, leaving us.

I put him immediately on oxygen, and tried to lower the amount of external bleeding as much as I could.

"Constructional accident, possible crush syndrome, gave four of morphine, heart rate 130, his BP is 110/palp, 2 liters of saline."-I said to the doctor, and left them go in.

I removed my bloody gloves, and close the ambulance car's door.

"I'll get the papers."-Elsa said, and I nod.

"Well, well, well."-I heard a too familiar voice when I was left alone and my mouth dried immediately.-"I'm surprised how professional you can sound sometimes."-she said.

This time she didn't wear her laboratory coat, but a white shirt tucked into her black pencil skirt. She must just arrived to work.

"Hello Regina."-I said, locking my ice blue eyes with her dark brown ones.-"Was that a compliment?"-I chuckled.-"You know what, don't answer that, I'll take it as a compliment."

"Dr Mills to you dear. And no I didn't mean it as a compliment."-she nagged, walking closer to emergency entrance, swinging her hips.

"Sure, whatever you say Your Majesty."-I said sarcastically. She shook her head and took a few steps to walk in.-"Hey! How's Magen from yesterday?"-I asked and she smiled for a second then her smile faded and raised her chin like she usually does when it's about her patients.

"She's in good hands."-she assured.-"She's fine."

"I'm glad."-I noted, and opened the driver's door on my truck.

"Not any spicy comments dear?"-she asked, probably hoping for a longer bickering.

"I'm quite busy Dr. Mills, maybe next time."-I replied, with a huge smile of victory, and she rolled her eyes, then turned to leave.

"Best way to defeat the queen is to ignore her annoying comments."-I said to Elsa, who got into the car a few minutes later.

"Oh. You met her again?"-she raised an eyebrow.

"She came to me."-I shrugged.

"You are so into her."-Elsa laughed.

"I'm not into 'Miss call me Dr Mills'."-I said not believing her words.-"The only emotion I have towards her is pure hate."-I said confidently.

"You don't mean that. Tell me you're not attracted to her. Hell, I'm attracted to her."-she laughed.

"She's the last person I could be attracted to. Now, let's get back."-I assured, pulling out from the emergency lot.

The day ended up pretty calm after our one and only call, so we just hang out in the common room with the others, and watched tv.
I don't know why exactly but I kept thinking about Regina. I thought I finished wondering about why she hates me so much a year ago, but looks like I'm still stuck with the question. I wish she'd just tell me in the face, and cut the crap.

"What's up with you today? You seem a bit off."-Booth noted, when I get into the changing room after our shift ended.

"I'm just a bit tired I guess."-I shrugged.

"Seriously Swan you can talk to me."-he said, leaning his back on the lockers.

"I'm okay."-I assured.-"I just need a drink. It was a long week for me."

"Or, we could head straight to the stript club."-he offered with a cocky grin which made me chuckle.

Ruby appeared at the door, with a disappointed look on her face. I'm sure she heard August joke around. I've never been in stript club and I don't really plan on going anytime soon. It's just a joke which started as soon as Booth figured out I'm lesbian.

"Um.. Rubes. Are you coming to the bar tonight?"-I asked her softly, and August smiled at her too.

"Sure."-she shrugged, and placed her pink sport beg into her locker, then shot it's door.-"See you there."-she said, leaving us confused.

"Period?"-August asked, looking at me.

"Ugh okay you moron. Rule number one. Do not ever say that to a woman."-I said, and punched his arm.

We went home to take a shower and to change. I put on my favorite black skinny jeans and an ACDC t-shirt, before we headed back to our favorite bar not far from our Fire House. It was a tiny bar in the middle of nowhere but it was chill and we got free drinks every once in a while.

Ruby leaned on the bar when we arrived, her long brown hair lying over her back. She wasn't drunk yet but she liked to pretend that she was. The bartender was there to take her order, eyes dropping only for a moment to her low-cut neckline. She always drew attention to herself. She was stunning today as always.

"There she is!"-Booth greeted her, placing a kiss on her bare shoulder.

"What happened? Stript club closed?"-she asked frustratedly looking away from me.

"That's just a joke Rubes."-I informed her, smiling at how big of a child she can be.

"What do you drink?"-August asked, and I muttered whiskey in response, he nodded and went to ask for our drinks.

"Soo.."-I gasped when we were left alone.-"What do you think about Graham and Elsa?"-I asked Ruby, taking her attention from our 'problem'.

"Not happening. Graham's back with his ex."-she replied coldly.

"His ex, who is?"-I asked because I barely know any of them.

"Ariel... I don't know her surname to be honest. She's a doctor in training."-she said.

"Uhm. I bet he didn't tell Elsa about her."-I presumed.

"I don't think so either."-she replied, not looking into my eyes at all.-"I think I'm going home. It was a long day and I had enough."-she said, finished her drink and stood up to leave.

"Are you sure? I mean... we just arrived."-I asked trying to make her stay.

"Um, and I'm just leaving."-she huffed and turned to leave.

"Rubes?"-I call after her.-"You are stunning tonight."-I smiled. What am I even doing? She stopped and turned her head to look at me.

"Save it for the strippers."-she said coldly, and left.

The bartender placed my drink in front of me, and Booth sat on Ruby's chair.

"She really hates me right now."-I said, looking after her.

"She'll get over you in no time. No offense. It's just her. When she started to work here, she was after me too, for months. Then someone else came and suddenly I remain forgotten."-August assured.-"But my personal opinion is. You are crazy for letting her go."

"Thanks Booth, that helps a lot."-I groaned.

A strong, sour taste slipped into my mouth as I drank my whiskey, stealing away reality in favor of fantasy. I felt like in the past few weeks whiskey started becoming my only "cure" and I can't seem to figure out of the reason why. I became more closed up then before, and bored with everything. Normally, I'd say I have a midlife crisis, but I'm only 28 for God's sake.

"Strip club?"-Augusts tried one more time seeing my need for distraction.

"NO."-I yelled in disbelief and laughed.

"Then give us two more round."-he ordered the bartender, and winked at me.-"Let's get wasted."-he screamed and Elsa and Graham walked in side by side cheering for the idea as well.

A few hours and 6 whiskeys later, I found my friends begging for me to go and sing some stupid karaoke songs on the tiny stage of the bar. I know I will regret it tomorrow because there's no way they won't record this failure but hell I don't care this time.

"Fine. But first, give me my booze."-I ordered the bartender who smiled at me and gave me my 7th drink. This won't be so much fun tomorrow that's for sure.