Rescue
by mardel
R
Is just borrowed them for the story
Bobby shook his head and went to prepare for their newest mission. He didn't know why
he had to be the one who dressed up like a homeless person. But he wasn't going to
complain again. The Fatman had over ruled him once already.
The stakeout was a bust and Darien and Alex were standing discussing their next move.
Bobby was still behaving like he was homeless laying under a shade tree and watching
the crowd. When there was a scream from the beach.
"Help! he's drowning. Someone help!"
Bobby jumped up and looked towards the beach, he didn't see any signs of anyone
taking notice of the woman and her calls for assistance. He pulled his coat and shirt
off over his head and sprinted towards the beach.
"Please help, he's my only child." the woman wailed.
Bobby was looking over the surf, he hadn't spotted any sign of a child in the water.
He waded out, then saw a flash of red in the water. He dove under the water and
swam quickly towards the small still form in the water. The boy wasn't breathing.
Bobby towed him back to shore. Scared he'd reached the child to late. He spread the
small body out on the sand and started to give him CPR. By the time he was doing
chest compressions Claire and Darien were beside him. And just as Claire offered to
take over, the boy coughed and they turned him on his side so the water could escape
from his lungs easier.
"My baby, my baby." Darien was keeping the woman out of the way, but he released
her when the child regain consciousness.
"Thank you, thank you."
"Your welcome." Bobby moved out of the way and Claire checked the boy over.
"That was great, you saved his life." Darien smacked Bobby on the shoulder, he was
smiling and staring at his partner.
Bobby was standing on the beach dripping water. The water that glistened on his chest
accenting his powerful build. "Is he going to be OK? Claire."
"Yes, yes I think he will be fine." She answered then stood up. The paramedics had just
arrived on the scene and took over. Claire looked at Bobby then, noticing how masculine
he looked shirtless. His upper body was magnificent. All muscles and dark hair. She
swallowed, "You were amazing Bobby, you saved his life."
"I'm glad he's going to be OK." he shrugged off her praise.
"You did good Hobbes." Alex added.
Claire was stilling staring, she couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from the sight of
Bobby shirtless and wet. Her heart was racing, she even felt a little faint.
Darien was noticing her reaction to his partner. He was going to have to clue Bobby in to
the fact that Claire might not be off limits.
………………..
end part one
by mardel
R
Is just borrowed them for the story
Bobby shook his head and went to prepare for their newest mission. He didn't know why
he had to be the one who dressed up like a homeless person. But he wasn't going to
complain again. The Fatman had over ruled him once already.
The stakeout was a bust and Darien and Alex were standing discussing their next move.
Bobby was still behaving like he was homeless laying under a shade tree and watching
the crowd. When there was a scream from the beach.
"Help! he's drowning. Someone help!"
Bobby jumped up and looked towards the beach, he didn't see any signs of anyone
taking notice of the woman and her calls for assistance. He pulled his coat and shirt
off over his head and sprinted towards the beach.
"Please help, he's my only child." the woman wailed.
Bobby was looking over the surf, he hadn't spotted any sign of a child in the water.
He waded out, then saw a flash of red in the water. He dove under the water and
swam quickly towards the small still form in the water. The boy wasn't breathing.
Bobby towed him back to shore. Scared he'd reached the child to late. He spread the
small body out on the sand and started to give him CPR. By the time he was doing
chest compressions Claire and Darien were beside him. And just as Claire offered to
take over, the boy coughed and they turned him on his side so the water could escape
from his lungs easier.
"My baby, my baby." Darien was keeping the woman out of the way, but he released
her when the child regain consciousness.
"Thank you, thank you."
"Your welcome." Bobby moved out of the way and Claire checked the boy over.
"That was great, you saved his life." Darien smacked Bobby on the shoulder, he was
smiling and staring at his partner.
Bobby was standing on the beach dripping water. The water that glistened on his chest
accenting his powerful build. "Is he going to be OK? Claire."
"Yes, yes I think he will be fine." She answered then stood up. The paramedics had just
arrived on the scene and took over. Claire looked at Bobby then, noticing how masculine
he looked shirtless. His upper body was magnificent. All muscles and dark hair. She
swallowed, "You were amazing Bobby, you saved his life."
"I'm glad he's going to be OK." he shrugged off her praise.
"You did good Hobbes." Alex added.
Claire was stilling staring, she couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from the sight of
Bobby shirtless and wet. Her heart was racing, she even felt a little faint.
Darien was noticing her reaction to his partner. He was going to have to clue Bobby in to
the fact that Claire might not be off limits.
………………..
end part one