Authors Note: Okay people, I'm new to the writing stories part on fanfiction

Authors Note: Okay people, I'm new to the writing stories part on fanfiction. I hoped you liked the first chapter. And if your wondering yes, I am in the Shawn Ashmore group. Oh, and the phone conversation between Val and Catie is kind of confusing, all Catie's lines are in italics and Val's are plain. This is the second chapter and it will get more dramatic, I promise. So here it is….

Later that Night at the Station

It wasn't a 24-hour shift, no they were just working until Hank and Jamie would come and take over and work the nightshift. Tyler was exhausted from football practice. He had fallen asleep and was sprawled out on the couch with Val sitting next to him. She glanced at the clock, there was only ten minutes left in their shift nor did she care, she could spend eternity sitting there next to him. Val listened to Tyler's rhythmic breathing. His stubble now looked as if his face had fine sand covering it. She loved it. All day she felt so stupid because she could not control herself enough to keep from staring. It added more to him and that was the last thing she needed was to have him become even sexier than he already was. She found herself longing to be in his arms. "Those beautiful, strong arms," Val thought aloud. "What." Tyler said half asleep, "What about arms?" "Oh," Val said, highly embarrassed, "I was just talking to myself." "Um, Tyler, I have to tell you something." She paused to gather up enough courage and braced herself, as she was about to hit the rock bottom of reality. "Tyler, what would you say if I told you I was in lo-" she was cut off by Hank and Jamie as they burst into the commons. "Hey, what's up you guys?" Hank said. "Nothing, except I'm gonna head on home now that you two finally got here!" replied Tyler. "Oh, Val what were you going to tell me?" "Oh that, it was nothing. I'll tell you tomorrow." She said flatly now that all her courage disappeared as fast as it appeared.

It was ten thirty when Val walked in the door of her one story house that she was forced to move into against her own volition. She lazily plopped down onto the sofa and started to reflect on the days' events. The phone interrupted her.

"Oh, hey Catie."

"What's up? You sound bummed."

"Nothing, I'm just tired."

" Okay, what was up with Tyler and the no shaving thing? Is it the knew style for the jocks?"

"No, I don't know. He said he overslept."

"I think he's trying to try a new look. I thought it looked good."

"Are you trying to move in on my man?"

"Ew, heck no. I would never go for a guy as stupid and jock like Tyler."

"I know, I was just kidding."

"Oh, speaking of Tyler, Have you told him how you feel?"

"No, not yet. I was about to but Hank and your little friend interrupted me."

"Jamie? Yeah, he can be a nuisance sometimes".

"Yeah, exactly."

"But you are going to tell him right?"

"With you around I don't seem to have a choice, do I?"

"Dang straight."

Tyler was just about to leave the station when the alarm sounded. He decided that he would go along even though his shift had ended. The emergency was a huge, multi car accident in the middle of a busy intersection. There were no police officers to block the oncoming traffic and Jamie guessed it was probably a busy night for them, considering it was a Friday. As Tyler made his way over to an injured woman he heard Hank scream his name. He whirled around just in time to see a small car speeding towards him.

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