Disclaimer: Don't own anything

Pairing: Bridgette/DJ

Rating: R for some kinkiness nothing too graphic

Summary: What could've happened if DJ took the anvil to the head.

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Bridgette lay there on her bed naked from the waist up. The only layer of decency she had on was her see through blue panties. Her arms spread out wide and her hair splashed in every direction. Just then she saw steam coming of the bathroom door where a large man stood.

"It's about time." she said seductively. She motioned the man to come forth with her finger. DJ stood at the end of the bed in nothing but white boxers and a blue police hat. "You've been a really bad girl." he said crawling up on top with his arms encaging her. "You know it baby." she brushed her finger against his well toned body.

"Come and get big boy." she wrapped her arms around his neck and dragged him closer to her. "You know just what I want." he pressed his lips against hers and there tongues danced around in each other mouth in a hot tango. Bridgette wrapped her long legs around his wait and pulled him down more.

Bridgette shot up from her bed with sweat beading down her forehead. "Not again." she mumbled to herself.

It has been 3 weeks since DJ was released from the hospital. He could walk again but that didn't help her stop having dreams about him. In fact it made it worst because now she could see his hot ass.

She wiped the sweat from her head and took a whiff of bacon and pancakes into her nose. 'That smells good' she though as she got up from her bead. She checked herself to make sure she looked decent. She wore a white undershirt with white tiny pajama shorts with blue stripes.

She quickly made her way down the steps from her room and to the kitchen where she saw DJ in Scooby Doo pajamas. 'He looks so cute' she smiled and took a seat on the stool. "Mornin' Bridge." he gave her a warm smile. "Morning." she yawned. "What kind of syrup would you like? Maple or blueberry?" he turned and gave her a plate of pancakes with bacon. "Blueberry please." she clapped.

DJ chuckled as he poured syrup on her pancakes. She took a bite. "Wow DJ this is so amazing!" she savored the bite. Just then they heard a doorbell ring. Bridgette slid off the stool and answered the door.

"Hey Ralph." she waved to the mailman. "Hey Bridgette I got your mail right here." he handed her a stack of envelopes. "Thanks Ralph, and here's your soda." she gave him a mountain dew and he went on his way.

She went back to the kitchen and sat up on her stool next to DJ. "So what's in the mail today?" he sipped his coffee. "Uh, bills, bills, bills, oh here's some for you Deej." she gave him three envelopes. "So what do they say?" Bridgette asked him. "Okay for Harvard I've been…….. Rejected." he said sadly.

"It's okay DJ." she patted his back. "For Yale…….. Rejected." he sighed. "Well there's one more left." she spoke.

DJ opened the last envelope and read it out loud.

Dear Devon Joseph,

I'm Chief Rick Carroll you may remember me from the talk we had at the store the other day. And I think you might make a fine addition to the team we would love someone of your strength and durability. So what do you say kid. Would you like to join The New York City Fire Department???

If so please report to the station on Monday.

Sincerely

Rick Carroll.

"Oh my God, DJ you could be a fire fighter!" she hugged him tightly. "Wow you're right." he hugged her back. "But I thought you wanted to be a lawyer." she pulled away. "Well I do and maybe someday I will be, but fire fighting I don't know there's something about it that I like." he answered.

"Well this'll be exciting….. You're gonna be a fire fighter!" she jumped.

Bridgette finished her meal and raced off to her shower so she wouldn't be late for work. While hot water raced down her body an image came into view came into her mind. It was DG in a fire fighting outfit.

"DJ is so sexy!!" she yelled. Little did she know that DJ walked passed he door and heard her say that. A smile grew on his face when he heard her. 'Yes she likes me!" He yelled to himself mentally. Yes even DJ had feelings towards her. "Shit, what if she likes another DJ." he wondered. It has happened to him before a few times. "Fuck, yeah it probably is another DJ." he mumbled and went off the balcony.

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"Well I'm off to work DJ." she waved. "Bye Bridge." he waved back. And Bridgette left.

She arrived at the beach seeing that she has fifteen minutes before her 'students' come she decided to catch a few.

On her board in the water another image of DJ popped into her mind.

Bridgette sat there on her recliner when she heard sirens blaring from the street 24 stories below. Just then DJ popped up on the Balcony in his Fire fighting pants and no shirt or jacket. He walked up to her body and picked her up and started kissing her.

Bridgette came back to reality as she saw a few of her 'student's arrive she swam back to shore with only one thing her mind.

Hurry up and get home and be with DJ.

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So that's it for this chapter, it might not be as good as the first, but I promise it gets better. Please review