"You're doing a paramedic shift tonight?" Kim asked Alex when she saw the
other woman in a uniform identical to her own.
"Yeah. Carlos is still on the bench so Lieu asked me to fill in."
"Cool," Kim nodded. "Although you might not think so by the end of the night."
"What are you talking about?" Alex looked at her.
"Full moon, Saturday night," Kim said simply. "It could get ugly."
Alex rolled her eyes, "I'm not Carlos. You can't scare me."
"Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you."
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"God, what a night," Kim said as she and Alex trekked back upstairs to the firehouse kitchen. "I hate the sticky ones the most. That guy covered in honey was gross."
"The guy with the hot oil burns was way worse," Alex groaned as she fell into a chair. "I don't even want to think about where his girlfriend was spreading it."
"Eww," Kim shuddered. "There's a mental image I didn't need."
"Yeah, you and me both," Alex made a face. "Well, you did warn me."
"I should've warned myself. It's a full moon and it's Saturday night. When those two things coincide everything goes to hell. All the wackos come out of the woodwork. It's like Halloween, only no one's wearing a mask."
"Tell me about it," Doc said as he entered. A rookie was behind him, looking like he was about to be sick. "Hey Martin, go up and lay down. The company is out on a job so the beds are free."
"Yeah, good idea," the young man mumbled as he went upstairs.
"You look tired Doc," Alex observed as the man sat down. "Dare I assume your shift went along the same lines as ours did?"
"The highlight was the guys from the art school doing still life in the park."
"What's wrong with that?" Kim asked.
"Nude still life."
"It's fifteen degrees outside," Alex exclaimed.
"Shall I elaborate on what extremities were frostbitten?"
"Eww," Kim said again. "That's it. I'm outta here. Shift's over and I need a hot shower and a cold drink. Not necessarily in that order."
"Night Kim," Alex said. "Wait, aren't you gonna change?"
"No," she called over her shoulder. When she reached the street she spotted Bosco coming out of the house. She waved at him and smiled. "You look like I feel," she said once she was in front of him.
"I'm sorry you feel this bad," Bosco teased.
Kim smiled.
Bosco looked her over, "You still on the clock?"
"Didn't feel like changing. You feel like a beer?"
"God yes."
"And then home, a hot shower, and bed."
"I will be joining you for all three," Bosco grinned.
"Really?" Kim smiled at him. "I thought you were tired."
"I think I'm getting a second wind."
"What a coincidence," Kim said with a secretive smile. "So am I."
"Yeah. Carlos is still on the bench so Lieu asked me to fill in."
"Cool," Kim nodded. "Although you might not think so by the end of the night."
"What are you talking about?" Alex looked at her.
"Full moon, Saturday night," Kim said simply. "It could get ugly."
Alex rolled her eyes, "I'm not Carlos. You can't scare me."
"Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you."
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"God, what a night," Kim said as she and Alex trekked back upstairs to the firehouse kitchen. "I hate the sticky ones the most. That guy covered in honey was gross."
"The guy with the hot oil burns was way worse," Alex groaned as she fell into a chair. "I don't even want to think about where his girlfriend was spreading it."
"Eww," Kim shuddered. "There's a mental image I didn't need."
"Yeah, you and me both," Alex made a face. "Well, you did warn me."
"I should've warned myself. It's a full moon and it's Saturday night. When those two things coincide everything goes to hell. All the wackos come out of the woodwork. It's like Halloween, only no one's wearing a mask."
"Tell me about it," Doc said as he entered. A rookie was behind him, looking like he was about to be sick. "Hey Martin, go up and lay down. The company is out on a job so the beds are free."
"Yeah, good idea," the young man mumbled as he went upstairs.
"You look tired Doc," Alex observed as the man sat down. "Dare I assume your shift went along the same lines as ours did?"
"The highlight was the guys from the art school doing still life in the park."
"What's wrong with that?" Kim asked.
"Nude still life."
"It's fifteen degrees outside," Alex exclaimed.
"Shall I elaborate on what extremities were frostbitten?"
"Eww," Kim said again. "That's it. I'm outta here. Shift's over and I need a hot shower and a cold drink. Not necessarily in that order."
"Night Kim," Alex said. "Wait, aren't you gonna change?"
"No," she called over her shoulder. When she reached the street she spotted Bosco coming out of the house. She waved at him and smiled. "You look like I feel," she said once she was in front of him.
"I'm sorry you feel this bad," Bosco teased.
Kim smiled.
Bosco looked her over, "You still on the clock?"
"Didn't feel like changing. You feel like a beer?"
"God yes."
"And then home, a hot shower, and bed."
"I will be joining you for all three," Bosco grinned.
"Really?" Kim smiled at him. "I thought you were tired."
"I think I'm getting a second wind."
"What a coincidence," Kim said with a secretive smile. "So am I."
