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A Raft In The Flood

EPOV

"Ah man, Edward, I'm so sorry, bro," Emmett's voice echoed over the phone line from the locker room at the station. "So that's it?"

I sighed, melting into the couch, grabbing the bridge of my nose, and feeling my chest twinge. I hadn't really noticed the pain so much lately or at least had managed to ignore it in favor of all the great things happening around me, but today the pain seemed to nag at me incessantly.

"I guess so. He said he thinks I have the potential to take a leadership position in the CPD, maybe even be a chief some day. I don't know, Em. I'm just not the desk work type, but at the same time, I really don't want to go back out on the beat either. We were lucky to get in on the ground floor when they started SWAT in Chicago. None of us worked the beat for long, and I didn't really like it when we did."

I sighed again. I could practically hear Emmett nodding along in agreement.

"And there's more too, man. I don't know what I can do, but I keep thinking that I don't want to work such a dangerous job anymore. Most of this stuff that has happened with Bella all ties back into her connection with us and our connection to the mob busts. Not only that, I promised her that we wouldn't leave her, that we would stay safe. The only way to really keep that promise is to quit, but fuck if I know what to do with my life if I did. I could look into joining the Feds, but that's not really any safer." I groaned, tugging at my hair. "I don't know, man, but all I do know is that I'm out."

I could hear Emmett groan again, "I'm still sorry, Edward. I know what SWAT meant to you, but I also know you're a smart man with a lot of resources. You'll figure something out."

We both sat in silence for a while, neither knowing what to say. Finally Emmett broke the quiet with the dreaded question. "So, when are you going to tell Bells?"

"Not today, that's for damn sure. I went to see her at work to calm myself down and on the way I found out that there are some lawsuits brewing at the hospital that she will most likely have to testify for. The rest of us might be called on too. Anyway, when I got to the floor to see her, she was so ecstatic and having such a great day that I knew I couldn't tell her today. I'm going to treat her with a nice evening of movies and pizza tonight and save it for tomorrow. Her knowing won't change any of it and one more day won't make a difference."

Emmett chuckled, "You do realize you're playing with fire right? She's going to be way pissed if she finds out first."

I grumbled and confessed that I realized that, but I was willing to take the tongue lashing to see her as happy as she had been when I saw her earlier today. For months there hadn't been a single day where she didn't have SOMETHING weighing on her. Today she can just enjoy the relief before she gets a new load of shit to weigh her down.

After we hung up, I sat around sulking for a while, trying to figure out my next move. I had given Melissa the day off, so I had all day alone to stew and try to work some of the frustration out of my system. I hoped I could just let Bella relax without tipping her off about the rest of the shit going on around us.

By six, I had exorcised most of my frustration demons, set up the living room with a selection of movies for her to chose from, a large Chicago style pizza loaded with her favorite toppings on the coffee table, and a cooler full of her favorite soft drinks so we wouldn't even need to get up to go to the kitchen. I also had an assortment of candy that Bella affectionately referred to as 'movie treats' since she only ever got them at the movies. The bag of goodies included peanut M&M's, Reece's Pieces, Nerds Ropes, and Sour Patch Kids. I didn't know if she would want chocolate or sugary sweet.

At five after six, Bella bounded through our front door with a wide excited smile on her lips. Her eyes twinkled in joy making the rest of my frustrations disappear the second I saw her. It was obvious she had showered and changed at the hospital, her still slightly damp hair dangling around her shoulders and her scrubs replaced with a pair of jeans and a soft looking sweater. She dropped her stuff by the table in the foyer before running into the living room where I waited for her, wrapping her arms around my neck, and burying her nose in the crook with a contented sigh.

"Now my day is absolutely perfect," she purred, causing me to smile. She kissed my neck a few times before trailing kissed up my jaw to my mouth and moved her lips over mine sweetly before pulling back and looking me in the eyes with a warm smile. "I missed you today."

"I missed you too," I smiled back at her, feeling truly relaxed for the first time since she left this morning, all thanks to having her in my arms again.

She glanced over her shoulder into the living room and giggled excitedly. "What's all this, baby?" She removed her hands from around my neck, grabbing one of my hands from her waist, pulling me toward our little date night corner.

"I thought we could have a full on date night, complete with movies, pizza, and movie treats."

Her smile was blinding when she turned back to me, grasping my hair and pulling me down for a much more intimate kiss that was full of appreciation before dragging me around the couch to sit down next to her. She threw open the pizza box and moaned at the aroma of tomato and garlic that wafted up at us from the pie inside.

I handed her a can of soda as she pulled a piece out and put it on a plate. She balanced it on the table in front of me before grabbing out a slice of her own and taking a bite, moaning in pleasure at the flavor.

"Mmmm, thish ish goo, Ewar," she mumbled through her full mouth earning a laugh from me. "Jush wa da docor orerd."

"Glad I did good, love. Now eat before your seefood display makes me loose my appetite," I teased earning a giggle shoulder bump combo.

I leaned forward and scooped the stack of movies off the table. "Okay, while you're enjoying your slice there, how about you decide what movie you want to watch. I brought out the full gambit in honor of date night, even including a few chick flicks in case you were in the mood for one. We've got He's Just Not That Into You, Ghosts of Girlfriends Past, Wolverine Origins, and Fast and Furious(the new one)."

She examined the covers as I flashed them at her, one of her slender fingers perched next to her mouth as she pondered with a sweet look on her face. "I don't know. I won't make you suffer through the first one, but I'm not really in the mood for the Wolverine one. Would you mind if we watched Ghosts of Girlfriends Past? It looks funny and somewhat chick flickish, but maybe not so much as to make you want to go off yourself."

She giggled and I laughed too kissing her temple. "If you want the other one, I don't mind."

She shook her head. "No, this one looks good. I remember Sabrina saying she went to see it when it came out in theaters and got a kick out of it. Let's go for that one."

I got up and walked over to slide it in before plopping back down next to Bella and grabbing my pizza. While we watched, I started shifting uncomfortably when Matthew McConaughey's character's lifestyle seemed to mirror my own quite a bit. I relaxed a little after Bella elbowed me in the side with a giggle.

"Oh look, baby; they made a movie about Slutward! I just hope he figures his crap out like you did." I looked over at her incredulously. She just smiled back with twinkling eyes before leaning over to kiss my lips tenderly.

"I love you, Edward. I know that you don't do that stuff anymore and I am so grateful. Just don't backslide and we'll be golden." She added with a wink before leaning forward to grab another slice. I just watched in shock. Somewhere along the way, our relationship had shifted. My once uncertain Bella now had so much confidence in our relationship. I couldn't have been happier.

Halfway through the movie, we had both had our fill of the pizza and shifted so that we were cuddled close with my back propped against the chair arm with her between my legs, her back lying against my chest. I relished in the carefree evening that had gone so well. I wrapped my arms around her shoulder, burying my nose in her hair to soak it all in. I caught myself sighing occasionally, not looking forward to tomorrow when I would have to break the bubble for her too. I fought to push back the thoughts and enjoy the night with her, but it was just too hard.

Once the movie finished, we dug out the candy and began to munch. She put away the first movie and dug out Fast and Furious. We enjoyed the moive, both teasing about how Bella should take her Viper and see if she could flush out any underground racing rings in the Chicago area.

By the time it finished, it was getting close to eleven. We made our way toward the bedroom together, hand in hand. We didn't even bother to clean up the mess from our night in. We climbed into bed and curled up together. Bella sighed and lifted her head, resting her chin on my chest.

"Thank you for tonight. It was a great night and was the perfect cap to a great day, but I know you too well, Edward Anthony, and I hope you'll tell me whatever it is that's bothering you soon."

I just stared at her knowing eyes for a minute with shock on my face. She giggled a little. "Edward, you never drop in just to see me. I was so excited to tell you about what all had happened that it didn't occur to me until you left that something had to be going on for you to drop by like that. Then I remembered your meeting this morning and put two and two together."

I sighed and ran my hand over her cheek before leaning forward to kiss her forehead. "Tomorrow, love, I promise I will tell you everything tomorrow. Okay?"

She turned and kissed my hand before whispering 'okay.' Laying her head down to rest on my chest, she cuddled closer to my side. Ten minutes later, she was breathing steadily. I was still laying in bed staring at the ceiling wondering what on Earth I was going to do with the rest of my life. I thought I had it all figured out, but honestly now that I thought about it, I was only thinking short term. There was always going to come a time when I would either get injured or be too old to stay on SWAT and would have to move on anyway, but I had never really thought that far ahead. If I hadn't been injured, I probably could have gotten at least another ten years out of SWAT, and then maybe I would be ready to take it easy for a while and live off my trust while enjoying a little early retirement, but I certainly hadn't planned on retiring at twenty seven!

I spent the next three hours trying to think of possible alternatives with little success. Sometime around two in the morning, sleep was finally starting to catch up to me when my eyes popped wide open as an idea hit me square in the chest. I'd have to do some research to see if it would be a viable option and if there was a large enough need to warrant such a thing, but if things panned out the way I expected, I might just have some sort of direction to follow yet.

Bella shifted against me in her sleep. She sighed and whispered my name as she nuzzled her nose into my neck. Her breath began to tickle the flesh there every time she exhaled. I felt the stirrings of desire in me that I fought to tamp down so that Bella could get a full night's sleep, knowing she would have to be up at dawn the next morning for work. I wrapped my arms around her tightly and buried my nose in her hair, finally drifting off to sleep with a smile on my face.

BPOV

I woke up to my alarm the next morning to find Edward completely passed out, not even stirring like he usually did at the sound of my annoyingly loud alarm clock. After I shut off the squawking, I turned back toward him, propping myself up on my elbow and brushing his hair out of his face while he slept.

After he left yesterday, I could have kicked myself for not remembering sooner. I thought it was strange he just turned up like that, but I was so excited about my own stuff that it never even crossed my mind why he was there. I was just glad to see him. When I remembered his meeting with his boss, my stomach fell a little, knowing that whatever his boss had to say, it must have been something he didn't want to hear.

I showered and dressed at work before rushing home. When I saw the excited look on his face, I couldn't help but beam back at him. He was so sweet and adorable all night and seemed excited for our relaxing evening, so I decided to just enjoy it with him and bring the subject up later.

I couldn't resist anymore though by the time we crawled into bed. When I brought up the fact that I knew he had something going on, the look on his face was comical. He didn't think I suspected a thing. It was hard not to press him right then for more information, but I had a feeling that any bad news from work meant that he must have lost his slot on the team. If he wanted to delay dealing with that, then I wasn't going to push. I wanted him to tell me so badly, but when he sighed and asked if it could wait until tomorrow, I agreed.

So now it was tomorrow. I really wanted to understand and get some answers, but he was still too far gone to carry on any sort of rational conversation. I sighed, resigning myself to waiting another ten to twelve hours for answers and finally slid out of bed. I got dressed as quietly as I could so as not to disturb him and made my way to work.

It was a typical day. Things were going smoothly and everyone seemed to be in good spirits and steadily improving. Charlotte would be transferring back up to our floor in the next day or so, and the few Residents I saw on the floor were treating me a little less like a plague. All in all, the day was pretty good, but when it was all over, I knew I was going home to face what was most likely bad news. My stomach filled with butterflies in anxious anticipation. If the bad news was what I expected, then I was really worried about Edward. A lot of his identity was wrapped up in his position in SWAT. If he lost that, then I wasn't entirely sure how he would handle it. I just hoped I could be supportive enough to help him through.

When I walked into the apartment after work, the silence was more than a little eerie. I called out and heard Edward's voice reply. When I rounded the corner to enter the living room, he was waiting for me with a very somber expression on his face that immediately set off alarm bells in my head.

Edward pulled me into his arms and held me tightly, suggesting I shower, but I refused. I had been waiting long enough. I needed to know what was going on and I needed to know sooner rather than later.

My nerves amped up and my heart sped as I watched Edward fidget and display all of his nervous little habits in the course of a few seconds. This was bigger than his job, a lot bigger. I reached my hand over and held his, squeezing it. His eyes drifted from the spot on the floor that he focused on up to my eyes. The sad smile he gave me didn't reach his eyes. I returned the smile and leaned forward to kiss his cheek.

"Whatever it is, we'll get through it together, but you not saying anything is freaking me out way worse than you just spitting it out already."

His face morphed into his crooked amused smile for a moment before it fell back into a sad mask. He sighed and tugged at his hair with his free hand, shifting his body to face mine fully.

"There have been a lot of things happening around us that our family and friends have been protecting us from so we could heal and enjoy the engagement. Yesterday, I kind of got hit with it all at once. I was really upset so I came to see you because I knew it would help, but then you were having such a good day that I didn't want to bring you down, so I decided to wait until today to tell you. I don't even know where to start."

He licked his lips and rolled his neck several times, popping it loudly until I finally shot my hands up to still the motion, cupping his cheeks between them and forcing him to hold my gaze.

"Start at the beginning and don't leave anything out. I'm a big girl and we're equal partners now, so no editing." I could feel my hands shaking on his face and he closed his eyes. He pressed his face against my left hand before opening them again and nodding with a look of determination on his face. He reached up and took my hands in his, bringing them down to our laps as he started in.

"I guess I'll tell you in the order that I was told. Emmett caught up with me before I went to the station to warn me what was coming. I guess the whole team got put on probation for breaking the rules and going into an op when loved ones were involved. It's sort of the number one rule of engagement and we all broke it. On top of that, my recovery is going to take too long to leave the team incomplete. I get the feeling from the chief that if the admins weren't so pissed about the rule breaking and the fact that in the middle of it all I was taken down, I might not have been replaced. The big wigs were calling for the whole team to be fired. The chief fought and got them probation instead, but this was one thing they wouldn't budge on."

I felt the tears pooling in my eyes already. They all risked, and in Edward's case, sacrificed so much for me, my heart ached with regret that I cost them so much. I squeezed his hand and rubbed the back with my thumb.

"Oh, baby, I'm so sorry. I know how much SWAT means to you. I'm glad Emmett gave you a little warning though. I can't imagine how you would have reacted if you found out in the chief's office without any notice."

He nodded and continued telling me about how the chief told him that he could go detective or return to the streets as a beat cop and how he thought he had potential as a future chief which made me smile. I knew it was all true. Edward could do anything he put his mind to, but before he even expressed his apprehension at some day taking on a desk job, I already knew he would never be happy in a position like that. It broke my heart to see him looking so very lost as he stared down at our hands, not knowing how to proceed.

After a few minutes of staring blankly at our hands, he sighed and looked back up. With a sad smile, he continued telling me about what Emmett told him about Trevor being back in the US and the FBI believing he was living under an alias. It was a little nerve wracking, but he said they believed I was never a target for him personally, which made me relax just a tiny bit.

He reached up and cupped my cheek, "So I had all of this on my mind when I was coming to see you. I just needed to see your face to remind me that not everything in my life was a complete clusterfuck right now. The whole world could blow up around me, but as long as you were safe I would survive. I just needed a dose of that."

I leaned my face into his hand and smiled, trying to express through it the warmth that his words brought to my heart. He smiled back, grazing my cheek bone with his thumb and I was pretty sure he was feeling it all as well.

"That was a lot of information to get in one morning. I'm sorry. I've got to say, I'm a little pissed off at everybody though. I understand why they did it but still...what if one of us found some of this out another way, or Trevor was really after me? This could have gone a lot worse than it has for all of us, and it wouldn't have been such an overload if it weren't coming at us all at once. You know?"

He sighed and rolled his eyes, "Unfortunately, there is more. On my way into the hospital, I ended up running into my Dad. He was leading three lawyers into the conference room. You'll get more details later, but to make a long story short, the hospital is facing a ton of lawsuits about the hostage situation. He said you're going to have to testify at some point when it goes to trial."

My eyes widened. I felt my breath involuntarily pick up pace as a chill ran up my spine. "Testify? Oh God! I'm still barely able to talk about it all without flipping out and I had to fight off a major panic attack when I went down to help Ethan earlier this week. How on earth am I going to be a stable witness to testify?"

He looked pained as he reached up to wipe away the tears that had instantly formed and began to trickle down my face before cupping my cheek. "Like you said earlier, Bella, we're going to face this together. We're going to be okay, baby. I promise."

I nodded numbly staring at his eyes and trying so hard to believe him, but it was hard. Just as I felt like I was making progress and beginning to heal, now there's a new hurdle to try to get myself over. It was unfair to always lean on Edward like this. He was suffering just as much as I was, plus the added pain of losing the job that he loved so much, and here I was whining about having to testify in court. All I had to do was get up on the stand and tell my story, but the thought alone made the walls feel like they were drawing in on me. Hopefully working really hard with Dr. Kellison would help me to be ready in time for whatever trial we were about to face.

I shifted my body to lean against Edward. He melted back into the couch. We just held each other, trying to comfort and draw comfort from one another. I had so many emotions running through my body. I was hurt and sad, angry and frustrated, exhausted and drained, and most of all worried...worried about what all of this meant for Edward and our future. I hoped Edward would be able to find a direction soon, or else he would be in great danger of getting lost all over again.

After we sat for the better part of half an hour, my stomach rumbled loudly. Edward laughed, pulling me up, and leading me to the kitchen. He made us sandwiches that we picked at, both feeling emotionally drained.

After we finished, his face brightened as he shot me a devious smile. Leading me to the bathroom, he led me to lean against the sink before running a hot bath in the large Jacuzzi tub. After he was done adjusting the temperature, he turned to me while the tub filled and began to strip my clothes off before helping me into the tub and disappearing through the doorway.

I frowned at it for a while, asking if he was coming back, but got no reply. Just as the tub was getting high enough that the water covered the jets, he returned looking proud of himself as he balanced his iHome with his iPod docked on it in one hand. sitting it carefully on the counter, and a bottle of beer and a wine cooler in the other.

He walked over, handing me the two open bottles, before retuning to the iPod and starting the soothing classical music before stripping down himself. He turned off the water before sliding into the tub behind me. He took the beer from my hand, taking a long swing. He kissed my neck as he reached around me to hit the button making the jets rumble to life all around us.

Edward reached a hand forward, wrapping it around my waist and pulling me back against his chest. He took another long draw from his beer with exaggerated 'ah' when he was done. He smiled down at me with a twinkle in his eye. I reached up to tap my bottle against his before taking a long sip of cold sweet Strawberry Daiquiri flavored wine cooler.

It didn't take long before both drinks were gone and the bottles were abandoned to the floor beside the tub. With both hands free, I soon discovered that Edward's hand were on a mission that excited me. He kissed and sucked at my neck as his hands explored under the frothy surface of the water.

The more he explored, the more my body seemed to want to push back against his, creating delicious friction along the hardness that was shoved into my lower back, causing Edward to hiss lightly.

I was taken off guard when in a huge slosh of water, I was instantly spun to face him in the tub. My legs naturally settled on either side of his thighs as our mouths crashed together, tongues battling for dominance. We had experienced so many different types of sex so far in our relationship, and while I didn't have a specific label for this one, this was yet another new one for us.

We clung together as though we were struggling to anchor ourselves to one another as our hands and mouths roamed feverishly. We were both searching for self assurance and trying to prove to one another that we were one unit and nothing, especially not things such as this, would break us apart. We would lean on each other and give to one another completely.

The water sloshed over the side, spilling onto the floor as Edward lifted me up and positioned himself at my opening. I sunk down quickly and forcefully with my eyes locked with his. We both moaned. I leaned forward again to lock my mouth with his, once more needing to be connected in every way possible in that moment. His hands roamed my body as I lifted slowly before lowering myself forcefully, grinding my hip into his once he was completely sheathed within me.

He reached out and grabbed my hips, setting our motion as the water sloshed back and forth in the tub around us, occasionally cresting over the side and adding more to the puddles already trailing across the floor while I sat back and stared into his eyes. As our bodies slid together in tandem, our eyes stayed locked in an intense gaze full of unbreakable promises. Together...whatever happened, whenever it happened, however it happened, we would face them together.

My eyes began to roll into the back of my head as Edward shifted me slightly, changing the angle, and suddenly making contact in all the right places at once. I reached up, planting my hands on his face and neck as my moans continued raise higher and higher in pitch, echoing off the walls of the bathroom.

When my eyes opened again, the fire boiling behind Edward's emerald eyes sent me over the edge. My whole body began to vibrate with my climax as I fought to keep my eyes open and locked on his. Seconds after I fell, he joined me and he too struggled to keep his eyes on mine. A pleasant fire ripped through my soul before I fell against his chest, kissing it softly, as I struggled to regain control of my muscles.

Several minutes later, I finally sat up, running my hands over his relaxed face. I closed eyes and once my hands finished their journey, his eyes slowly fluttered open. He smiled and pulled me close to kiss my nose and then my forehead.

When we finally sat up and surveyed the damage, we both started laughing. He flipped the switch to turn off the jets and another tab to drain the water. We struggled to get out of the tub without killing ourselves on the slippery marble flooring. Not really having the energy to actually face the mess, we just grabbed a few towels, tossing them down on the floor to soak up the water. Drying off quickly, we stumbled to bed, curling up under the covers.

"Edward?" I mumbled into his chest.

"Hmmm?" Edward answered back sleepily.

"Don't ever keep anything like this away from me again, okay? I don't care if I just won the Nobel Peace Prize, I don't want you to wait to tell me about important stuff like this. Promise me..."

I felt his lips on my hair and his breath tickling my scalp as it shifted a few hairs gently. "Okay, love, I promise."

"Thank you. I love you," I yawned quietly.

"Love you too," he mumbled back.

His breathing evened out almost immediately. I stayed there in the dark, hovering on the edge of sleep, but my frustration kept me from falling over the edge. I kept thinking over and over about how, for some reason, our life just couldn't seem to stay calm.

Even when things were the best they've been so far, everything was boiling all around us, just waiting to pour down on our heads. I was annoyed with my brother, but at the same time, I was grateful. The time of ignorant bliss with Edward really had been a gift.

While my first instinct was to call my brother and rip him a new one, I knew it was time for me to grow up and face this crap without throwing a fit every time I turned around. The truth of the matter is, life is messy, and people handle things in different ways. I needed to stop trying to control it and start managing the best I could with what I was dealt. If that meant letting my brother, friends, and soon to be husband shoulder some of the stress for a little while so that I can enjoy a part of my life that I should be able to enjoy, then I should let that happen and try to see the intention behind it and appreciate that it was done out of love. Of course, that is far easier said than done.

EPOV

I woke up the next morning to the sound of Bella's alarm clock just before she slammed her hand on it to shut the damn annoying thing off. I knew it was a necessity, anything less annoying and it wouldn't wake her up, but there were definitely some mornings I wanted to throw the damn thing out the window.

She climbed back over next to me, her body still gloriously naked since we fell straight into bed after our hot as hell bath the night before, not even bothering with pajamas. She slid over the top of me, making me groan as her soft skin pinned my erection between us.

"Isabella Marie, don't go starting something you don't have time to finish, because I won't hesitate to make you late if you keep that up."

Her eyes shot up to mine. I saw the cogs turning behind her eyes as she considered her options before blushing and giggling as she admitted defeat. She gave me one last kiss before hopping up to go into the bathroom to get ready for work.

I sighed contentedly, watching her stride away, enjoying the view as she wiggled her hips at me. I was so damn grateful that she took all of that shit so well yesterday. I had expected her to bitch me out for keeping it from her, but instead she showed me a shitload of compassion and understanding, for which I was so grateful. She told me that whatever it was, we would face it together. In that moment, I knew it was true. We would be fine.

I slid out of bed and tossed on some shorts before going into the kitchen to make her some eggs for breakfast while she got cleaned up for work. She walked in, ready to eat, just as I was sliding the eggs onto the plate from the skillet. She kissed me on the cheek before settling at the counter with her plate.

All too soon, she was out the door. I wandered around the apartment for a few minutes before deciding to go hop on the computer in the office and do a little research. Six hours later, I felt a little more confident in what I had been thinking of taking on. I decided to make a call to one of the two people I knew that could give me some solid advice on how to proceed with my idea.

I grabbed my cell phone off the charger and snatched the business card out of the file, dialing the number and waiting for the other end to pick up.

"Hello, Sergeant Grayson? I don't know if you remember me, but my name is Edward Masen, I was part of the group that came up from Chicago in October for the SWAT training at Camp Ripley?"

"Oh yes, of course I remember you and your team, Masen. You guys were one of the best teams I have ever seen. What can I do for you?"

We spent the next hour discussing my options. I explained the hostage situation, including a quick thank you for the additional training that had come in so handy, and explaining my current situation with being removed from the squad. I asked his opinion of what it would take to open a training facility somewhere in our area. He seemed to think that a facility like that would do well in our area. He suggested that we could expand beyond SWAT training to include bomb squad and other specialized training, as well as marksman training. He went on to suggest some avenues for me to look into as far as the types of accreditation a place like that would need, as well as the expansion of my own training to allow me to teach others.

By the time we finished our discussion, I was feeling so much better about the idea that came flooding into my head two nights before. If I couldn't be part of a SWAT team, maybe I could teach others and put some sort of training facility closer to home than Minnesota. I spun back to my computer and began looking into Sergeant Grayson's suggestions. Each click of the mouse made me feel better and better about my future.