"But Hunter, I have plans for today. I'm taking Adam to some amusement park thing...yes, I know, but... yes, yes I know... Alright, I'll be there, I just hope you make a note of it on my record... I appreciate that... yes, yes I'll be there... thank you for that... yes, yes you're welcome... bye," Wade ended the call as he threw his cell phone down on the bed.
It was eleven in the morning, Hunter had just called to ask him to report for duty that night. At least Hunter promised him and extra day off and to make a note on his record that he had complied to the request. Wade didn't really mind helping Hunter out, but what he did mind was that his time with Adam would be cut short so he could catch a nap before going to the hospital.
Barrett had another sudden thought, he was sharing Adam's office, for now. Hunter was working on getting him his own office but, for now he and Adam shared. This could be his chance to go through the office and either find or do something that would tarnish Adam at work. The idea of being called in wasn't so bad now.
Adam sat on his bed. He was all dressed and ready for his first real date with Wade. He was dressed in a sky blue t-shirt, jeans and sneakers. His hair was pulled into its usual pony tail. The pony tail was threaded through the back of a University of Colorado baseball cap. He looked ready for a day of fun.
The only problem was, a confused frown clouded Adam's face. He'd been so excited about Bret's invitation, he didn't think about Wade's plans or feelings. Now he didn't know what to do. He needed some advice. Adam got up and went out the door. He smiled, Shawn was hanging laundry on the clothesline. Like himself, Shawn loved it when sheets and towels could be dried outside. It gave the laundry and the house a fresh, clean scent.
"Hey kid, you look nice. What's wrong?" Shawn asked as he slid a clothes pin over the edge of the sheet he had just hung up. He could tell something was bothering the young man.
Adam began to help Shawn hang the laundry. As they worked together, Adam explained his problem to the father figure he loved so dearly. Shawn listened to Adam. He relished in the fact that both boys came to him with their problems. It made him feel like a real parent and he enjoyed that.
"... So, what do I do, Shawn? I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings," Adam finished explaining the situation he'd gotten into.
Shawn smiled, "Well, I think your problem isn't so bad. I happen to know something you don't. Hunter had to call Wade in to work the third shift. I'm sure he'll tell you when you he gets here. Adam, how do you feel about Wade, honestly?" Shawn asked as he hung up the last wash cloth.
Relief washed over Adam, but Shawn's question took him by surprise, "He's nice enough. I enjoy spending time with him. This only thing is, he's so... intense about everything; work and personal life. Maybe it's because he European, I don't know," Adam said thoughtfully. He gave careful consideration to his answer. He didn't mention what Wade had told him about the older doctor back in England. He didn't tell Adam it was a secret, but Adam figured it wasn't his place to tell.
Shaw led Adam to the brick bench. They sat down in the warm sunshine, it was a beautiful late spring day. He took in Adam's response. "Now, how do you feel about Bret?" Shawn asked, his brow raised. Shawn had a theory, he wanted to find out if he was right.
Adam's expression changed like day and night. A soft smile formed on his lips, "he's so sweet. He made me lunches for work. I feel relaxed around him because he's so laid back. He's passionate about his work and he worried about me. He's become my best friend outside of Jason," his words came quickly and easily. Adam didn't have to think about his answer at all.
Shawn's smile grew, he was probably right. It was as plain as the nose on Hunter's face. Adam had deep feelings for Bret, even if the young man didn't realize it. He was sure Bret probably felt the same for Adam. He recalled the promise he'd made Hunter adhere to, he had to do the same, no match making. He already felt guilty about having Hunter call Wade into work. He needed to pray for guidance and forgiveness.
Before they could talk further, Wade pulled into the Helmsley's driveway. The Brit stepped out of his car. He too, was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, and instead of a baseball cap, he wore his sunglasses on top of his head.
"Hello Sunshine, hello Shawn. Tis a lovely day today isn't it?" Wade greeted them in a cheerful tone. He gave Adam a small kiss on the cheek.
"Hi Wade. Sorry that Hunter isn't here, he teaching a special class this morning. So you boys off to have some fun?" Shawn asked like a good host, but there was a parental tone to his voice. The tone that said, 'hurt my kid, and you'll be sorry'.
"Yes, Adam is going to show me an American style date. I hope I don't make a fool of myself. Yes, Hunter told me. Sunshine, I'm sorry, but I got called in for the night shift. Our date will have to end sooner than I planned," Wade said with an apologetic tone.
Shawn noticed Adam's entire mood and posture changed, his problem had been solved with a little help. The nurses gilt however, increased.
"That's alright Wade. It happens. I had to change plans with... well more than once. You're at least going out with a man who understands," Adam explained in a sympathetic tone.
Wade laughed, "I suppose that's true. Tell you what, I'll give you the same understanding if you have the same problem in the future. At the end of the day, that's only fair. Well Shawn, if you'll excuse us, we'll be going now," Wade said as he held his hand out for Adam to take.
Adam took the offered hand as Shawn spoke, "You boys have a good time. Adam, we'll talk later. Wade, be careful with our boy, he and Jason mean everything to us," Shawn once again managed to sound like a worried parent.
"Yes, mother," Adam said with a wink to the nurse. He laughed as Shawn playfully whacked his butt with a rolled up newspaper used to start fires in the nearby fire pit.
"I will, Shawn. You're too funny! Come on Sunshine," Wade said with a real laugh as he led Adam to his car.
Once they were settled into Wade's car, Adam told Wade how to get to the mini golf park. They chatted as they drove. They mainly joked about how Shawn acted like a worried mother hen. Adam explained that it was just Shawn's way.
"They wanted to adopt kids, but then they considered how hectic their working hours could be. Also, Shawn spent a year on the Air medevac team. Sometimes he could be gone for long periods. He and Hunter decided a nanny would become more the parent, so they never did adopt. Shawn has said that, maybe when they retire, they will take on being foster parents," Adam explained at length. He know how much Shawn had wanted kids.
"That would be a noble thing to do. I don't want kids. personally. How about you?" Wade asked as he made the exit Adam had pointed out.
"I'd love to have kids, especially a baby. Your mom is lucky. I almost went into OBGYN, but Emergency drew me in. I like the pace and the constant change. I have delivered a couple of babies though," Adam said with a bit of pride in his tone. He loved it when he helped bring a tiny, new life into the world.
"I could picture you with a baby. Mum is good and she always says, maternity can be the happiest ward or the saddest. It's very hard on her when she loses a baby. It happens more often than you think. Is this the place?" Wade asked as he pulled into a parking lot. It wasn't overly crowded.
"Yup. We'll just stick to mini golf. We can play all three courses, if you want," Adam said as Wade parked near the entrance to the main building. He got out and opened Adam's car door.
At the ticket counter, Wade bought two unlimited golf passes for twenty-three dollars. That meant they could place each course as many times as they wanted on that day.
"Eleven fifty each isn't bad, cheaper than dinner and a movie," Wade said in a teasing tone as he handed Adam his putter and took the little score card on a clip board. He let Adam chose between the blue or red golf balls the girl had laid out for them.
Adam laughed as he picked up the blue ball, then led Wade out to the golf courses, "Are you calling me a cheap date?"
Wade laughed, "No, sorry if I made it sound that way,"
"You didn't. I was kidding. Now, we can start with Buccaneer Bay, then go to Adventure Cove and finish by playing The Lost Continent. You'll like the place. Each course is really unique and the landscaping is beautiful," Adam said as he led Wade to the pirate themed Buccaneer Bay course.
"Wow, this is beautiful. It's like a garden paradise, all the fountains and water ponds. I suppose we have places like this in England, but I've only been on a real golf course," Wade said in an amazed tone. The place was truly beautiful and soft music added to the atmosphere.
"I told you it was a great place for a date. Come on, let's play, you can even go first," Adam said with a smile. If he really stopped to think about it, his mind was on going to the fire station later. That was why he was so happy.
The two doctors played their way around the pirate themed golf course, by the time they finished their score was tied. They took a break for a cold drink, then went to play the spooky themed Adventure Cove course. Again they had a tie score.
Wade treated Adam to a fully loaded hot dog, french fries and iced tea. With a roll of his eyes, Wade followed suit as Adam declared hot dogs must be eaten by both parties to make it a real American date.
They played the Lost Continent last. Adam thought it was the most beautiful. It had gardens of flowers, hidden waterfalls and fountains in ponds. By the end of the game, Wade won by two strokes because Adam got distracted by watching some birds bathing in a fountain.
Adam insisted on ice cream cones before leaving. Wade wasn't sorry as he watched Adam's tongue licking the frozen treat. He wondered how that mouth would feel on his cock. He had to work hard to keep his dick from becoming noticeably hard. Wade had hoped to spend the evening with Adam, but he needed a few hours sleep before he reported to work at ten.
At four they pulled back into the driveway of the Helmsley House. Adam noticed Shawn had taken down the laundry from earlier, and both of their cars were gone.
Wade walked Adam up the stairs to the door of his carriage house apartment. "I'm sorry we had to cut this date short. But, I honestly had a fun time, thanks for that. I'll call you soon and we can go out again," Wade said softly as he caressed Adam's cheek.
"I'm glad you liked miniature golf. Yes, we can go out again, something more adult," Adam replied as he barely leaned into Wade's caress.
Wade bent down and kissed Adam's soft lips. His tongue asked for entrance, but Adam kept his mouth closed. Still it was a pleasant moment and the kiss lingered for a bit. They broke it, Wade said good-bye. Adam watched him leave and gave a friendly wave as Wade pulled out of the driveway.
As soon as Barrett's car disappeared down the street, Adam went inside. He hurried to take a shower and wash his hair. He couldn't wait to get to the fire station and see Bret.
As he dried off and stood naked, Adam began to feel a bit guilty. He never said anything to Wade about going to the fire house for dinner. There was a knock on Adam's door. The doctor threw on his bathrobe and tied it closed at he went to answer his door.
He smiled when he saw Shawn standing there. "Come in Shawn. I'll leave the bathroom door open, but I need to finish getting dressed," Adam said in a harried tone. He headed back to the bathroom, he still had to do his hair.
Shawn laughed and went into the bathroom with Adam. He sat on the lid of the closed toilet. "So did you enjoy your date with Wade? Did you tell him about going to the fire house?" he asked brow raised.
Adam finished the shaving he'd started when Shawn had knocked on the door. "Yes, we enjoyed it. Wade got into it more than I thought he would. He won by two strokes. No, maybe I should have?" he stopped brushing his hair and looked at Shawn.
"Sounds like fun. Adam, you know I never really interfere with you boys. Hunt thinks I'm wrong, but just be careful around Wade. I can't figure it out, but I just get a bad feeling about him. I just don't want you hurt, again," Shawn's voice was hesitant. He was always cautious about revealing his feelings about people.
Adam had run a huge, round brush hair dryer through his long locks. It gave his hair body and curled the ends just a bit. He was leaving it down for the evening.
He put the dryer down, "You know I trust your feelings, Shawn. I have to say though, Wade has been nothing but a gentleman. We had that little misunderstanding, but since then he's been sweet to me. I'm not about to rush into a serious relationship. It hasn't been that long since... Christopher," Adam's voice was a mix of a confusion of emotions. He honestly wasn't sure about Wade either. Maybe Shawn was right.
Shawn stood up, he placed his hands on Adam's robe covered shoulders, he looked the young doctor in the eyes, "If you care about two people at the same time, chose the second. Because if you really cared about the first one, you wouldn't have fallen for the second," his tone was simple. Shawn left Adam to finish getting ready.
Adam just stood there. He watched, without moving as Shawn left. Now, he was even more confused. He had the feeling Shawn was trying to tell him something, but what? Sometimes Shawn's preacher's words were on the cryptic side. Well, he put Shawn's words to the back of his mind, he was anxious to finish dressing and get to the fire station.
He pulled his chosen outfit out of the closet. Adam put on a deep maroon button down shirt, and his one and only pair of expensive designer jeans. They were black and fit his body like a glove, showing off his ass and muscular legs to perfection. He finished with a pair of black cowboy boots, and a nice belt with a caduceus buckle. The caduceus buckle had been a gift from Jason. He'd given it to Adam when he graduated medical school. The caduceus was the heraldic crest of the physician. It was a staff with two intertwined snakes and two wings at the top. It was his prized possession.
He added a caduceus ring that had been a gift from Hunter on the day he promoted Adam to his second in command at the hospital. It matched the necklace that Shawn had given him on the same day. With the buckle and jewelry, there was no denying Adam was a physician.
With a last swipe at his boots with a polishing cloth and a last brush of his hair, he was ready. Adam put on a black wind-breaker, picked up his wallet and cell phone, grabbed the keys to his car and left. Adam's heart was light and happy as he drove towards Denver Fire Station 51. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, they matched the beat of the song that was blaring from the radio.
It took the doctor about twenty minutes to drive to the station. The traffic was fairly light, it was nearing six fifteen, so most people were having their dinner. Adam pulled into the parking space marked "VISITOR", it was next to Bret's departmental SUV.
The huge doors of the firehouse were up. All the trucks were there. They were pristine and highly polished. It also meant they were not out on a call. Adam stepped into the station, it was quiet where the trucks were parked.
"Hello?" he called out. His voice echoed in the "garage" where the trucks were waiting. His eyes scanned the area curiously. He was impressed. The place was as clean as an operating room. It explained why Bret's home was always so tidy.
A muscular young man with a military style haircut and killer dimples came out of a doorway. He walked up to Adam and held out his large hand to shake the doctor's hand. "Hi, you must be Doctor Copeland. Welcome to Station 51. I'm Lieutenant John Cena. Please follow me, Cap is on the phone, he'll be right with you," John said happily. His dimples were deep with his bright smile. He reminded Adam of a friendly pup.
"Hi, nice too meet you Lieutenant Cena. Please, call me Adam," the physician's tone was just as friendly as he firmly shook John's hand.
"Call me John then. I'll introduce you to the guys," John said as he led Adam to the part of the fire station most people didn't get to see.
Several men were sitting in the lounge watching a baseball game and two were busily cooking in the kitchen. The men stood as Adam entered the room. They were all neatly dressed in Oxford blue, short-sleeved button down shirts. Gold toned bar pins with their names and rank pinned on their left breast pockets. They wore black slacks and belts with black, highly polished work shoes. Every man was as neat and clean as the station.
"Guys, this is Cap's guest, Doctor Adam Copeland. Adam please meet Lieutenant Phil Brooks, Firefighters Roman Reigns, Bray Wyatt, Luke Harper, Erick Rowan, Jimmy Uso, his cousin Jay Uso and in there cooking are Dean Ambrose and Seth Rollins," John spoke with a smile. Each man shook hands with Adam as they were introduced, Dean and Seth said hello from the kitchen.
"Nice to meet all of you. Please, do call me Adam. This place is as clean as an operating room, I'm really impressed," Adam said as his eyes scanned the pristine room.
"Cap likes it clean and really, there isn't much else to do but clean when you're waiting for the next call. Please, have a seat, Cap will be here eventually. He's tied up on the phone with Chief Lawler," Phil said warmly as he held out his hand to the large leather sofa.
Adam sat down, "I saw you at the fire last night. Jay, are you alright? Bret told me you had the wind knocked out of you," Adam's tone was now that of a concerned physician as he looked at the young fireman.
"I'm fine, thanks. Listen, before the Cap comes in, we just want to thank you. We you know you went to great extremes for Davy. You also helped the Cap a lot afterwards. Without you, I'm not sure he'd be doing so well now. Cap means a lot to us, and so do you," Jay spoke with emotion. The kitchen had grown quiet as well. The other firemen nodded in agreement with Jay's words.
Adam felt a bit of a blush creep into his cheeks, he dipped his head almost shyly, "I wasn't the only one who tried, I just wish we could have done more for Davy. No, Bret was the one that saved me. I had a personal crisis at the same time. He's a great friend and a great man," Adam's tone was soft as he spoke of his dearest friend.
What Adam and the others didn't know was that Bret had heard everything. Just as Uso started to speak, he was at the door. He hung back to listen. He was glad to hear Jay's appreciation, but Adam's words touched him deeply. With a smile and warm heart, Bret entered the room. He didn't let on that he'd heard their previous conversation.
Before anything else was said, they all looked over as Captain Hart entered the lounge, "Hi Adam. Sorry I wasn't here to greet you, I had to give the weekly report and payroll to Chief Lawler. Business first. You've met everyone, I take it?" Bret asked as he hugged his friend in warm welcome.
"Yes, John introduced me. No problem, gotta turn in that payroll. Bret, the station is wonderful. I was telling the guys it's as clean as an operating room," Adam said with a light laugh.
The men of Station 51 noticed, as soon as their Captain and the Doctor met, both men's faces changed. Both Adam and Bret lit up like Christmas trees. John flashed Phil a look that said, "See, I told you so". Phil Brooks just rolled his eyes, then smiled at John.
Philip Brooks loved John Cena, and love was returned. They dated on their off time and slept together. Phil was waiting for a transfer to station 50. As soon as it came through, he was going to propose to John. The hard part was keeping it secret; from the transfer to the ring that was in the safe in Bret's office. It would be at least six more weeks. He had to wait for the next class of the Fire Academy to graduate. That way Bret would have plenty of men to choose from as a replacement. John, he knew would say yes, but would hate the transfer. However, it was the way things were, married firefighters could not be in the same station. Phil couldn't wait.
"After dinner, we'll give you the full tour. I made sure the pole was especially cleaned and polished, just for you," Bret said with a laugh. The others, including Adam laughed as well. Bret and Adam sat down side by side on the leather couch. John and Phil joined them.
"What is the deal about civilians and sliding down the pole," Roman asked as he sat down in a leather easy chair. He picked up the remote and muted the sound on the television as he sat.
Adam chuckled, "Not sure about other people, but it just reminds me of being a kid. You know most boys go through that 'I wanna be a fireman when I grow up' phase. My brother and I played fireman a lot, we had a basketball net on a pole, we used to jump up as high as we could. We'd slide down and run to our cardboard box "fire truck". Of course only hero's like you actually fulfill that dream," he explained as he smiled at the happy memory.
Before anyone could respond, Seth rang the dinner bell. The bell was from an old fire truck and was used to call the men to their meals or meetings in the private lounge. Bret stood, offered Adam a hand and led Adam to the kitchen. "We dish up in here, then go to the table. Adam, as our guest, please go first," Bret said as he handed Adam a larger than normal dinner plate.
Seth placed a huge, perfectly cooked T-bone steak on Adam's plate. The doctor then helped himself to corn on the cob, and mashed potatoes with gravy. Dean handed him a large bowl of garden salad, it was full of lettuce, tomatoes, radishes, mushrooms, cucumbers, yellow squash, and bit of grated hard-boiled egg and cheddar cheese.
"Rolls, butter, dressings, and sauces are on the table, iced tea as well. You sit at the end," Dean directed as he pointed to the huge dining table in the corner of the lounge room.
Bret was behind Adam as they went to the table. There were two long benches down the sides of the table and two benches for two people at the ends. Bret and Adam sat together on one of the smaller benches. The table was wide enough that there was plenty of room for their plates and salad bowls.
The center of the table was filled with bottles of salad dressing, steak sauce, ketchup, salt, pepper and other kinds of things like rolls, butter and sugar.
As the man sat down they grew quiet. When the last fireman, Seth sat, they all bowed their heads. Each man prayed silently in his own way, except at breakfast when they said the Fireman's prayer. After a minute had passed, Bret whispered "Amen".
It was chaos, but politely so as things were asked for and passed. Adam added blue cheese dressing to his salad and a bit of HP Sauce to his steak. He didn't want the butter, but took a bit of sugar and lemon for his iced tea.
"This is delicious Seth, Dean. Thank you for cooking and thanks to all of you for inviting me. I really appreciate it," Adam said warmly. His lips were a bit glossy for the juice of the steak. Bret thought he looked both cute and seductive at the same time.
Seth flushed a bit, "We're glad to have you here with us. Dean did everything but the steaks. We were forbidden from torturing you with our eight alarm chilli," he said with a laugh," he said with a laugh. Seth's hair was pulled into a short pony tail. Adam had only just noticed, Seth was half blond, half black headed, he thought it was cool.
"I've heard about firehouse chilli. I prefer steak. Seth, I love your hair! It looks great!" Adam said in a complimentary tone.
"Thanks. I like being different," Seth said with another blushing smile. Dean looked proudly at Seth, he had a very big crush on the man.
As the meal continued, they chatted amicably, getting to know each other. They were amazed that Adam was only twenty-eight and the second in command of the Emergency Department. Adam said it nearly killed him, in schooling and work hours, but had been worth it. In kind, Adam said he respected how they put their lives on the line to save others.
For dessert, Dean brought a huge, jelly roll sized cake pan to the table. He cut generous slices of "Cola Cake". The cake was more like a brownie, frosted while hot. It was topped with nuts and marshmallows. It was delicious. Dean was pleased when Adam asked for the recipe.
It was Bray, Luke and Erick's turn to do the clean up and dishes. Everyone shared in the housekeeping duties. Phil, john, Jimmy and Jay went back to watch another ballgame, while Seth, Dean, Roman and Bret took Adam on a tour of the rest of the firehouse.
Adam kept being impressed at how clean the place was. Even the buckets used to mop the floors were clean and shiny. Not a speck of dust in the corners, not a stain in the bathrooms.
They went upstairs to the dormitory area. There were five bunks with ten neatly made beds. One in each corner, separated by lockers along the wall and a window in the middle with a desk under it. The fifth bunk bed and lockers were against the wall between the entry door and the bathroom door. There was no window or desk. A third desk sat under the window on the opposite end of the room.
Attached to the wall above each bed was a shelf. Almost every one had several books and pictures arranged neatly. Attached to each headboard was a small lamp. By each bunk was a pair of turn out pants, attached to their rubber boots, and a turn out coat hung on each bedpost, along with a helmet. If an alarm went off during the night, it took them less than thirty seconds to be dressed and on the trucks. Bret often drilled them and they had it down to its own art form.
Jim Neidhart, the other Captain of Station 51 was just as "fussy" about drills and keeping the place clean. DFD Fire Station 51 was one of the best in the State and every man who worked there was proud of it.
"So, the books and pictures go in your lockers for the next shift to have shelf space?" Adam asked as he looked around.
"Yeah. It's nice to have some personal things around," Roman said as he closed his locker. He'd opened his to show Adam they were just as neat as the rest of the station.
"By the way, Roman, I love your ink. Was it done the traditional way with a reed needle and hammer?" Adam asked. Roman was of Samoan heritage as were the Uso cousins.
"Yes, it was. Took over a year to do the whole sleeve, but it was worth it. You like ink?" Roman explained, then asked.
"I do. I have a stylized sun here and skulls and stars here. I also have a maple leaf on my foot. I'll show you sometime when I wear a t-shirt," Adam answered with a smile. He didn't want to remove his shirt among so many strangers. Bret had almost commented on Adam's tattoos, but then his men would wonder when he'd seen Adam without a shirt. He didn't want to have the guys making up unwanted conclusions.
Adam clapped his hands together and rubbed them excitedly, "Okay! I want to slide down the pole now!" he spoke like an overly excited child.
Bret laughed, "Okay. Roman, you help him up here. I'll go down and catch him if needs be," the fire Captain said with a smirk and a wink. Everyone but Adam laughed.
Adam's brow raised, "Are you planning something? What? Did you grease the pole?" he was only half serious, half-joking.
They laughed more. "No, no. We're laughing because most people chicken out once the gate opens. It's not as easy as it looks on television," Dean said as they walked to the area where the pole was located. The railing of the second floor walkway had a gate that opened so you could step out and reach the pole. Bret had gone down the stairs and stood close to the base of the solid brass pole.
"Okay. You'll grab the pole with both hands, then wrap your arms around it. Wrap your legs, but don't lock you're ankles. When you get half way down, straighten your legs but keep your knees bent. Watch me first," Seth said as he explained the proper technique. Seth stepped out, grabbed the pole and slid down the pole like the expert he was. Dean then followed Seth, so Adam could have another chance to watch someone go down the pole.
"Are you ready?" Roman asked with a smile. He could tell Adam was more nervous than he let on. Most people were too scared to even try so they gave the doctor credit.
"Yeah, I got this. You ready down there?" Adam called down to the waiting Captain Hart and the others.
"I'm ready, don't worry. I'll catch you if you slip. Just remember to keep your knees bent a bit," Bret said in a helpful tone.
Adam reached over and grabbed the pole with his hands. He wrapped himself around the pole. Before he realized it, he was sliding down the highly polished brass pole.
In a matter of seconds, it was over. What took him a few moments to realize was being held in Bret's strong arms. Only problem was, they were lying in a heap on the floor. The guys were trying hard to keep from laughing.
"Um, Adam? Are you alright?" Bret asked as he lay on the floor. He'd kept Adam from hitting the concrete floor.
Adam blinked his eyes, why was he lying on top of Bret? "Yeah, I think so. What the hell happened?" One minute he was sliding down the pole, the next he was lying on top of his friend.
"You let go about half way down. You must have misjudged the landing," Seth said with a suppressed chuckle. It was a mistake a lot of people made. The ground looked closer than it was. Seth had done the same his first time too.
"Oh, OH! I'm sorry Bret! Are you alright?" Adam asked with a flush as Dean helped him to his feet. Bret then rose to his feet and dusted himself off.
"I'm fine. Like Seth said, you did what a lot of first timers do. The ground looks closer than it is. Now go back up and do it right," Bret said friendly but firmly. If Adam didn't do it again, he'd never learn. Adam was a bit taken back by Bret's tone, but something called to him to obey the older man. He wanted to please Bret, make him proud. He went back up the stairs with Roman behind him. This time he slid down the pole like a professional fireman. He felt proud.
"That was perfect! Now, you can play with the sirens," Bret said happily to the doctor. Adam's eyes lit up like firecrackers.
The others left Bret and Adam to finish the tour. They got a sense their Captain wanted to be alone with their visitor. Like John Cena had already figured out, Seth too realized Bret and Adam had feelings for each other. He also know the couple weren't aware of their feelings... yet.
Everything came to a halt. The fire alarm went off. The firemen waited, would the bell go off that would call Station 51 into action? It did.
Within seconds, the firefighters were putting on their boots and turnout coats and pants. They hurried to their places on the two engines. Phil drove truck one, John drove truck two.
"Adam, want to ride with me?" Bret asked as he hurriedly put on his heavy turnout coat. He was on his way to his SUV.
Without a word, Adam donned the coat Bret handed him and followed him to the SUV. He stopped and quickly grabbed his spare medical bag he always kept in the car. He was going to a real fire, and he was both excited and worried.