I know its been sooooo long and I am sorry guys I have been super busy with school. To honest I wasn't expecting this much work. Anyways I hope you like this chapter.

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Bonnie

Just minutes after Damon excused himself from the table the alarm sounded and everybody was off. Mrs. Flowers and I were left to clean up the kitchen and Damon was still upstairs. I must have spaced out because Mrs. Flowers was tapping me on the shoulder.

I shook my head and said, "Sorry, what were you saying Mrs. Flowers?"

She smiled, " Deary, I was asking if you could take care of the rest of the firehouse I have an appointment to be getting to."

"Oh…oh of course. I can handle everything here, you go Mrs. Flowers." I answered.

"Thank you deary, if you need anything I'll be at Martha's after the appointment." She said heading out. She stopped and said to check the laundry in the shower room.

"I will. Go..go Mrs. Flowers or you'll be late. Everything is good here." I told her .

I turned around and pushed up my sleeves. "Time to get down to business."

It took me about three hours to finish cleaning the first floor now all I have to do is clean the shower rooms upstairs and laundry.

Over the three hours of cleaning the guys had another call so they came in quick to resupply and left again, that was about ten minutes ago.

I headed upstairs , went to my room and grabbed my I-pod and prepared myself for the most dangerous cleaning journey ever, the dreaded shower room…..

As I headed for the closet to retrieve my trusted weapons I passed Damon's room, the door was closed. He must be sleeping off whatever my him sick. I quietly tip-toed my way passing his room then stopped and hit play on my I-pod. Perfect! I smiled mischievously as Laid to Rest by Lamb of God came on. It was metal, but it was perfect for battling the Shower room.

I entered the shower room and started cleaning the showers starting with the women's area because it's usually cleaner than the men's side. I was right a lot cleaner . I finished in 20 minutes tops and now headed to the men's section. Oh God please….control my gag reflex. Argh..I hate cleaning this side. I started by gathering the laundry and put it in the basket so I could wash it after cleaning the shower room. I decided I would start with the showers closest to me then move to the back. Moving slowing I cleaned the first five stalls and was moving on the sixth when I realized there was steam coming from it. Weird, someone must have left it on. I took off my headphones and sure enough I heard running water. I pushed the curtain back and dropped my I-pod and cleaning rag.

Someone did leave the water on except they were still there. Damon. Shit I forgot he was here.I thought he was sleeping. Clearly not Bonnie if he is standing under the water shirtless in sweat pants. I stood there staring, his back was to me so I don't think he has noticed me yet. I took this time to look about him he has such a big scar on his back, running from his left shoulder to his right lower back. It looks like a burn, maybe from a previous call? It didn't matter to me he was still well built, I could see the ripple of his muscle when he breathed. I finally snapped out of my daze because I realized why he was there, his hands. Well, to be precise his knuckles they were all bloodied.

I grabbed a towel and walked into the shower stall and faced him. He looked up at me, his dark eyes looked as if they carried a heavy burden. I took his hands into mine and washed them carefully and then dried them. All the while I felt his gaze on me. When I finished turned the water off and led him to the bench and sat him there. I left to get the first aid kit and a big towel for him to dry himself. Returning I took his hands into mine again and carefully put some anti-biotic cream on his knuckles and wrapped them up. Without looking up at his face I gave him the towel and I left him to dry himself. As soon as I left the shower room I ran to my room and closed the door. I leaned on my door and slid down. I started crying because I knew why he'd looked at me that way, his burden and guilt of saving me and not being able to save my family. I cried and cried, I didn't care that I was drenched from head to toe. I just kept crying.

Damon

She knew, she knew now that I had saved her that night. She saw my scar she saw my soul through my eyes when she looked at me. She led me to a bench out in the looker room and I sat there as she gently dried and cared for my wounds. I was upset and stupidly took it out on the punching bag with nothing protecting my hands. She finished wrapping my hands and handed me a towel, I assume to dry myself. I took it and watched her leave.

I finished drying and got myself dressed in something warm and dry. As I was walking out I heard crying coming from Bonnie's room. I opened the door and found her still in her wet clothes crying. I ran to get a towel and went in. I wrapped her up in the towel and picked her up and sat on her bed with her in my embrace. She wrapped her small hands around my neck and cried into the crook of my neck. I just sat there running my hand through her hair and embracing her whispering words of comfort and apologies. She cried harder and tightened her grip as if I would disappear at any moment.

Eventually she stopped crying and I excused myself to leave her to dress. I figure I was the last person she wanted to see. She probably hated me for saving her and not her family, for not leaving her so that she could be with her family. Needless to say I don't think I was her favorite person in the world at all. I was in my room when there was a knock at my door. I got off my bed and answered it expecting it to be the chief to ask why Bonnie was upset, but instead it was my redbird. I was taken a back and the first thing that came out was the words "I'm sorry." I readied myself thinking I was going to get cussed out and hit, but instead I heard her say , "Thank you." I opened my eyes and looked at her to make sure I just heard what I thought I heard. She looked up at me as if to answer my uncertainty that in fact she did say "Thank you". She proceeded into my room and then apologized to me . I looked at her in confusion and said, "for what?" She told me she was sorry that I had gotten hurt because of her carelessness. I told I would have gladly done it again, the scar was a small price to pay in return for saving a life.

We talked the rest of the night getting to know each other. She told me why she really stays here and I told her that I had a younger brother. We continued this way until she grew tired and fell asleep. She looked peaceful I didn't want wake her , so covered her up and slept on top of the sheets as slept under them. Then making sure she was safe I let sleep claim me.

Mrs. Flowers

I came home earlier than expected and went upstairs to check on the two ducklings. The group went home after they came back from the last call, their shift ended and Firehouse 1 was on break for the week Firehouse 2 started their shift now it was their turn.

I decided I'd check on Bonnie and found she wasn't there, hmmm Maybe she went home. I went to check on Damon, his door was closed so I silently opened it up. To my slight surprise I found both Bonnie and Damon, fast asleep. Bonnie was under the covers while Damon was lying on top of the covers. I walked in and grabbed a blanket from the closet and put it over Damon. The movement made him move and he wrapped his arm around Bonnie protectively.

I smiled and headed for the door. I closed it and headed down the stairs to the house. It seems Anthony was right. I chuckled silently. It seems my plan worked, and now they have settled things between them.

We will have to see if Anthony and I are right tomorrow morning.

With that Mrs. Flowers entered her house finding Chief Flowers setting the dinner table.

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