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Chapter 2
"Did you see that one?" Garrity asked as the trucks passed the lone woman on the corner.
"See who?" Was Gavin's only reply.
"That girl, the jogger." Garrity replied trying to look back out the window, completely missing Gavin's negative head shaking.
"I've seen her, she's always out running." Franco provided as the truck came to a halt inside the house.
"You think she lives around here?"
Garrity's last question went unanswered as the crew exited the truck and went about their business. It was the Probie that wandered back into the kitchen first; he saw the trays and the note sitting on top of one of them. Taking it he headed back to the main area and the rest of the crew.
"Hey guys check this shit out."
"What is it? A letter from Santa Clause?" Was Gavin's sarcastic reply.
"Even Better. A letter from the food fairy."
The rest of the crew fell silent as Franco took the note and opened it, reading it aloud.
Saw you guys go out a while ago, figured you'd be hungry when you got back. Everything is cooked so you just need to put it in the oven to warm it up. Leave the pans in the kitchen and they'll be picked up later in the week.
Franco shrugged and turned the letter over looking for any other writing.
"They didn't leave a name?" Garrity asked.
"Nothing at all" came the reply just as the chief walked in carrying a plate of food.
"Who ordered the food?" he asked to no one in particular.
Tommy stepped forward and took the note from Franco and waved it in the air.
"No one, Probie here thinks it was the food fairy who left us this note."
"Food Fairy you have to be fucking kidding me, who's the note from Tommy?"
Garrity shook his head, "No name on the note, but I'm starved."
Tommy handed the note to the chief as he and the rest of his crew followed Garrity to the kitchen.
Chapter 2 Part 2
She ran for fourteen blocks before she decided to turn around and head home. She could have gone for another ten but she wanted to get back and see if the firemen had returned. Now that she had been thinking about what she did she worried that it had been a bad idea. What if they didn't eat it, or thought the food was lousy? The thoughts kept her mind occupied and before she knew it, she was back up on her block. The first thing she noticed was that the doors were down at the firehouse signifying the trucks had returned finally from their call. With her eyes still on the red doors, she went to cross the street, not seeing the pickup truck rolling toward her until the driver leaned on the horn effectively snapping her back to reality.
"SHIT"
She jumped backward, her heels colliding with the curb and she fell flat on her ass to the cement. She didn't stand right away, just sat there blinking and hoping no one other than the person who almost hit her saw her ungraceful landing.
"HEY are you alright?"
She looked up and nodded, but it must not have been convincing enough since after a few choice swear words the guy was stepping out of his truck. As soon as she saw the uniform she looked down, her embarrassment and nervousness growing.
"I'm fine really I am..I'm fine. You can go, you didn't hit me..I just hit the ground hard."
He crouched in front of her, a hand going beneath her chin and raising her head gently.
"I can't just leave you sitting on the curb, you can go inside if you need to just tell 'em Tommy said it was alright."
"It's okay, I only have to go down to the corner. I'm sure I'll make it alright."
She watched as he looked at her then followed his gaze until it fell on her ring. She smiled slightly when his head snapped back up.
"I can call your fiancé have him walk down to meet you."
"That'd be a long walk" she thought as she shook her head trying to ignore the telltale tightening of her throat.
"He's..he's not here but thanks."
She hoped that her voice sounded normal and that he would just go and leave her be.
"Alright then."
He stood and offered her his hand; she took it and allowed herself to be pulled back to her feet. With a small smile and a nod of thanks, she ignored the throbbing in her ass and jogged off down the block toward her building.