I HIGHLY recommend listening to the background music that was implemented in this chapter, it really empowers it. Enjoy!
Throughout the course of nearly two months, Spinelli stayed home with Arnold before she had to leave to go back to work. Despite the injury, Arnold was always there to help out his beloved.
While Arnold was away, Stella would have to lead until a new Captain was finally assigned to Station 55. Captain Steven Randall. He was more of a tougher Captain and had a bit of a dad bod going as he had a bit of a belly.
Unfortunately, Steven had a dark secret he was hiding from the Department.
The Lloyds often visited their former son-in-law as they also looked after Andy. Diesel and Bandit often came up to them as they were their original owners for a while before being handed over to Arnold and Spinelli.
Despite not going out as often as they once did, Arnold and Spinelli always managed to find ways to spend romantic moments together. On several nights, they would sleep completely naked together and make out while touching their parts before sleeping.
For the two, it felt like ages since the two had sex together, but that didn't matter as they pushed it aside, and always kissed while rubbing each other's private parts.
Around a month and a half passed by, Arnold already had his stitches out and was back to living his normal life, and was very close to making a return to the Station.
A Month And A Half Later
Arnold was just about ready to get back to his first shift, but he had received a text message from his Mother saying today was…
"Training Day! A great opportunity to adjust back into the swing of things!" Arnold didn't read the message as he was too busy. Not with his daughter or pets as they were with the Lloyds for the next couple of days. Too busy doing what? Well…
"Tell me how much you love me, sweetheart…" Spinelli briefly gasped for air as the two were in bed making out. Arnold started to kiss Spinelli's neck as she giggled.
The two weren't completely naked. She had on her usual sports bra, while Arnold was just shirtless with his pants on.
"Spin, just relax, and I'll relieve your stress here. Alright?" Arnold smirked. She let out a small giggle. Arnold kissed Spinelli's nose and started to kiss her neck again.
Spinelli reached over for his phone, and soon saw the text message of…
"Hey, Arnold! It's training day!" She gasped in delight. "Training day? Alright! I've been dying to get back at it!" The two forgot about their romantic morning and immediately shifted toward Training Day.
Background Music: Brand New Swagger By Aloe Blacc & Tim Myers
It was seven-forty in the morning, so they still had time to get ready.
"I'm definitely ready to head back!" Arnold crawled off her, and Spinelli soon sat up.
She sat beside him for a moment. "What are we waiting for? Let's go!" She hopped out of bed and headed toward the bathroom. Arnold smiled and he stood up and ran after her. Instead of their usual fooling around, they hurried to get down to the station for Training Day. The best day for any firefighter.
At Station 55
The trucks were parked in the engine room, with everyone's turnout gear and helmets right next to the trucks.
Warren was shutting the engine room doors so they could be ready for the callout for training. It was mandatory to simulate a real-life situation. He looked at his wristwatch anxiously, excited about the training.
Vic, Donovan, and Tommy were in the gym upstairs. She was jumping rope, while Donovan was curling two thirty-pound dumbbells. And Tommy was doing squats with fifty-pound dumbbells. They all anxiously looked at the clock as it was eight o'clock. Nearly time.
Arnold and Spinelli got into uniform as they looked at the time on Spinelli's phone.
Michelle was in the kitchen as she was hurrying to finish writing 'welcome back' on a cake for Arnold.
Arnold and Spinelli looked at the time, just anxious for training. It was the best part of the job.
The station alarm triggered. "Engine 55, Ladder 55, Engine 88, Truck 88, respond to…" The dispatcher started. Two stations were headed to the training facility. Station 55, and Station 88.
Several other stations would be in attendance along with several Aid Cars in case something happened at the facility.
Everyone hurried down to the engine room to gear up.
"Alright, c'mon people! Let's go!"
Arnold and Michelle put on their turnout pants as several members geared up and got inside their respective trucks and shut the doors.
Tommy shut the truck door and switched on the truck engine for the Ladder unit. Arnold got inside the Ladder truck as he had a bright smile on his face.
"Let's do this!" Tommy put on the truck headset as the garage doors opened, revealing the trucks with their siren lights on. "Ha Ha! Let's do it!" The truck horn honked several times.
The Ladder started to roll off first as its sirens started blaring. It rolled off and took a right turn, Engine 55 followed behind and took the same right turn.
Ladder 55's truck horn honked as the trucks soon raced off to the training facility.
At The Training Facility
Ladder 55 was parked as Tommy and the others hopped out. Engine 55 soon parked beside it and shut off its engine.
"Way to go, Fifty-Five!" Randall congratulated his station.
After Tommy got out of the truck, he strapped on his airpack, Arnold strapped on his helmet and airpack, and Spinelli also strapped on her airpack. Everyone got off the trucks and strapped on either their helmets or airpacks.
"Let's go, Fifty-Five!"
"This the real shit here!"
Sirens and honking horns were heard as Engine 88 and Truck 88 soon arrived.
"Ha ha! Look who it is!" Pep and everyone saw as they lined up beside one another.
Engine 88 parked on their side. Truck 88 was a green-yellowish tiller truck so it took a little longer for it to park.
"Line up! It's Training Day!" Randall called out as the music faded. Soon, members of Station 88 started lining up.
While they lined up, they were all arguing about who should line up where.
"Ouch… That kind of chemistry isn't enough to beat Fifty-Five!" Pep gloated. "Not to brag or nothin'… But just with that arrival alone, isn't enough to beat us!" Warren laughed.
"Not to mention that we have the best Lieutenants in the entire Department! They train us hard to beat stations like you!" Michelle smirked.
While they may trash-talk each other, they always have each other's backs in a real fire.
"Aye, we're not the ones with a black eye!" A firefighter from 88 said. "Gibson, what the hell happened to your eye?" Arnold looked at Scott. Gibson cleared his throat. "Le- Let's not go there." He gulped. He also had a bruise on his nose.
"Spinelli, do you have any idea of this?" Arnold asked. "As far as I know, some guy named Diego from B-Shift filled in for you, and I can recall them most side-eyeing each other. Dunno why though." She shrugged.
Arnold gave a confused look.
"Cooper, you look like you bet a million bucks!" Pep started. "A million bucks say I-" Lieutenant Cooper started, but Pep interrupted. "A million bucks say we WIPE the floor with you guys! HA!" She gloated.
Arnold looked over and laughed. "HA! Good one, Clemente!" They high-fived.
Steven soon climbed down and walked toward the firefighters.
"Alright, alright people, settle down. Look alive, fire training today, folks." He started as all of Fifty-Five smiled. "We're gonna run three simulations. Don't forget, the conditions are controlled but the fire is VERY REAL. You'll be racing the clock AND each other with a goal to achieve better communication and unity. We're gonna focus on the three R's. What are those three R's, Lieutenant Spinelli?"
"The three R's. Reading critical cues, Recognizing patterns, and Reacting with the best course of action." She replied. "Very good. That's correct." Randall started. "That's my girl." Arnold smiled at her. She smiled back. "Phase one was response time, 55 responded first, well done." Everyone from 55 smiled at each other. "Lieutenant…" Steven looked at Cooper. "Put 'em to work." Cooper only nodded.
"Alright, Fifty-Five, let's get busy! Grab the materials from the trucks and let's get HOT AND DIRTY!" Arnold told his team.
Everyone soon went toward their respective trucks.
Cooper and Steven dapped each other.
"Been a while since I saw my favorite Probie! Cooper, how's it been?" Steven asked. "Man, it's been forever since I last saw my favorite Captain!"
Members of 88 and 55 grabbed hoses and materials necessary for the training simulations.
Pep and Michelle looked over. "Your Lieutenant used to be Randall's Probie?" Michelle asked the rookie from Eighty-Eight. "That's right! And he trained under the best Captain! And that's how you guys will be losing the next two phases!" The rookie gloated.
"Bitch please…" Pep rolled her eyes and scoffed while the rookie walked away with a hose. "We seriously need to wipe the floor with them." Arnold came up and told the two. "I couldn't agree more." Michelle replied. "Wipe that shit stain off the floor with their faces if anything." Pep replied.
Later
"C'mon, Johanssen is trying to make up with you! Despite what he did like two months-" Dr. Bailey was trying to convince Phoebe to hear Gerald out, but Phoebe wasn't having it and just had a hand on her face.
"Think about what I said- I'll come bother you some more later." Bailey soon walked out of Phoebe's office.
"Next phase is timed runs. Fifty-Five goes first, then Eighty-Eight, the clock stops when all fires are contained and you have rescued the victim." Randall said as Tommy and Donovan were inside extinguishing a interior had no lights at all, the only lighting was from the fire and from their flashlights. Their flashlights shined brightly.
"The interior of this place is like a maze so don't get lost and become an actual rescue." Randall finished.
"Fire's out." Tommy radioed. "Copy that."
"Pick it up, 88, you're falling behind." Randall radioed. "Keep up, James. 'Kay?" Cooper told his rookie. "Stay alert in there, don't get cocky." Steven said.
"Fire Department, call out!" Tommy called out. "Yea- Yeah, Dummy! Call out!" Donovan also shouted.
"I sincerely hope you're taking this seriously, Fifty-Five…" Arnold blankly radioed. "Don't forget to communicate! Communication is key in situations like this." Steven also mentioned.
"Rooms clear, Lieutenant!" The rookie called out. "Lieutenant Cooper!" He called out again.
"Eighty-Eight, we still got fires on the North side. Put them out before the place burns down." Randall radioed.
"LIEUTENANT COOPER!"
"Eighty-Eight, do you copy?"
"SIR?!"
CRASH
A minor explosion went off behind the rookie.
"CAPTAIN, I THINK I'M LOST!"
An arm yanked him. "The hell are you doing, Probie!?"
"55, progress report. Now."
"Fire on the lower level." Donovan radioed.
Tommy and Donovan soon extinguished the minor fire. "Cap, fire's out."
"Well done, 55. Search and rescue, your victim has been in there TOO LONG. SEARCH FASTER."
Warren then looked into a corner. He pulled out a dummy. "Fifty-Five search and rescue, we found your victim." Spinelli was with Warren on search and rescue.
Phoebe was sitting around in her office as it was a slow day at MedStar Memorial, and thinking about what Baily said. Her pager went off.
"O.R. two. Finally, something to do!" She got up and put on her white coat.
Later
"See that? That's what we're dealing with, people. A razor blade in her spine, somehow…" Phoebe told the interns and surgeons in the room.
One of the interns fainted.
Phoebe was digging in the spine and didn't bother to look. "Someone get that intern off my O.R. floor…" She said, in an annoyed tone, with an unamused look. Some of them snickered and chuckled at the unconscious intern.
Back at the facility, everyone for Eighty-Eight ran outside with their masks and helmets off.
"What's our time, Cap? I wanna know how bad we beat Fifty-Five." Cooper asked.
"Pfft, please." Pep scoffed. She had her coat off in the meanwhile. "You guys were in there forever!" Dean chuckled as he took off his coat.
Most of 55 were gathered at their Engine truck, some were seated on the bumper of the truck. Many of them had their coats off.
"You gotta be kidding." Vic laughed. "I took a whole nap while you guys were inside!" Arnold chuckled. "Yeah, she was snorin' and everything!" He laughed. Everyone from 55 laughed.
"Alright Fifty-Five, you wanna laugh? Spinelli, read these times out loud to the class." Steven handed her the tablet.
She looked at the time. "It took Fifty-Five eleven minutes to contain the fire and rescue the victim. Eighty-Eight… NINE?!" Spinelli handed the tablet back to her Captain as she stomped back to her Engine truck.
"Bullshit…"
"Man, c'mon!"
"I told you guys to take this seriously!" Arnold hit the back of Donovan's head.
"Way to go, Eighty-Eight. Please share notes with each other and the areas where to improve. Hey, Coop, maybe you could show Fifty-Five a thing or two." Randall smirked.
"We'll get you guys on the next one!" Vic told the members of 88.
Steven picked up his bottle and walked away.
"You know, despite being a dick, Randall can be quite a good Captain. Guess we just had to bring him around old friends." Pep shrugged at Arnold. "I doubt it. In the few times I've been at the station while recovering, he's quite a dickhead."
Everyone took off their airpacks, helmets, and coats.
"How does one get a razor blade stuck into his spine?" An intern asked. "Don't look at me, ask the person that decided it was a good idea to mess around with them." Phoebe replied as she grabbed a different tool.
Later
"Randall's playing favorites!" Spinelli put her coat back on. "He's your Captain." Cooper shrugged as he opened the truck door of his Engine.
"You were his Probie." Arnold lowered his eyelids. "Y'all are just jealous we're the better Station!" He laughed.
"Bitch, don't make me laugh! We're obviously better!" Dean put on his helmet.
"Alright, let's make this interesting…" Cooper started. "Tomorrow night John's Bar. Whichever station has the worst overall time, buys our rounds."
"We're not goin' easy just 'cause you guys have a Probie." Michelle smirked. The Rookie smiled. "But we should focus on giving our best performance and learning how to improve. We all have the same goal here." Warren started, but Cooper interrupted. "If you're scared you can't cover the tab, you could just say so, Warren."
"Oh, so it's like that? Well, you know I got that doctor mind." He smirked. Everyone oh'd. "Oh, it'll definitely be good once you guys lose!" Spinelli gloated. "IF Randall keeps it fair." Arnold smirked at Spinelli. The two put on their helmets.
"What's he normally like?" The Probie asked. "Without the breath mints, he STILL smells like ass!" Spinelli replied. "He doesn't have his breath mints today, which is rather odd…" Dean said as he strapped on his airpack.
"Did I say you could talk?" Cooper scolded his Probie. Everyone went dead silent. "N- No, sir." He gulped.
"Cooper! Set up again." Steven called him over. "Sure thing, Cap!" He walked away.
Spinelli then hit Arnold's shoulder lightly. "I'm starting to think Cooper's the real asswipe here." Spinelli whispered to Arnold. "Hey. You alright, kid?" Arnold asked James.
He hesitated to answer. "Ye- Yeah. Yeah, I'm good."
Later
"What do we have?" Phoebe and E.R. doctors came out to an ambulance that had an injured person.
"Velma, 40 years old, she's bleeding internally and crashed on us twice. Intubated on the scene, possibly an abuse victim."
The stretcher was being brought out of the ambulance.
"Alright, kid, remember, you wanna find the long lug on the hose." Arnold reminded the rookie. "Long lug means life. The hose line's there for you to guide your way out, alright?" Spinelli also mentioned.
He cleared his throat. "Yea- Yeah, I knew that. I- I just forget. Thank you."
"It's what we're here for." Spinelli patted his back and walked away. Arnold walked behind her, with Warren following behind him.
"Arnold, stop!" Spinelli complained as Arnold smacked her rear end and smirked.
"Some houses are old school. Trust me, you'll have to deal with a little hazing, unfortunately. But they're always lookin' out for you." Pep told the rookie and walked away.
"…I got the ring, I just don't know when I'll put it on her finger." Cooper finished his sentence with Randall. "I get it, you just gotta find a perfect moment…" Arnold put an arm over Spinelli as she smiled at him. He also smiled at her.
"Aw, that's so romantic it makes me sick to my stomach." Steven started in an unamused tone. He then finished writing on the tablet. "Break's up, and time to get back to work. Let's go."
"Fifty-two-year-old male, intubated on the scene, multiple crush injuries, part of a multi-car wreck." The paramedic said as the stretcher was brought out.
"So we have more Aid Cars on the way?" Phoebe asked. "Yeah." He replied.
Later
"Alright, settle down, people." Steven started as everyone was chatting away.
"Alright, it's the third phase! Cohesion, efficiency, and multitasking. And you guys might wanna keep it interesting so I'm gonna mix things up." Randall started. "Each team's fire attack unit will be inside the simulation, the same time knocking down the fire and searching for the dummy. Just ONE dummy, you all won me over with your competitiveness so, whoever finds the dummy first, wins this round. Understood?"
Everyone agreed and nodded.
"Cooper, Probie."
"Damn!" The rookie whispered trying to hide himself. "Sir?"
"Alright. Spinelli, Clemente, you're up."
Spinelli and Pep were on the hose line and immediately masked up. They put on their fireproof hoods and their helmets as well.
"C'mon, Spinelli! Show 'em how Fifty-Five does it!"
"Show 'em, Clemente!"
"May the best team win!" Cooper said. "That's what we plan on it!" Spinelli replied.
Steven then blew the whistle.
"GO, GO, GO, GO!" Station 55 cheered on their two female firefighters.
The two fire attack units rushed inside the facility through two different entrances to knock down fires and search for the dummy.
"Keep up this time, Probie! Stay close!" Cooper said.
"Try the West side!" Pep suggested to Spinelli.
"C'mon! Our reputation and wallets are at stake!" Cooper shouted at the rookie. "Yes, sir."
Cooper reached for his chest radio. "Incident command, Eighty-Eight has cleared the first three rooms!"
They used their flashlights to guide themselves through. The area was dark and now filled with smoke.
Cooper and James kept looking around in the dark areas. James used the hose to guide himself as well.
The rookie soon found a blanket covering their victim.
"Nice, Probie!" Cooper congratulated his rookie. He reached for his radio. "Hey, Fifty-Five, get your wallets ready, 'cause we just found-"
KA-BOOM
BOOM
CRASH
WHOOSH
A violent explosion went off, and Cooper was the nearest to the explosion. Cooper was thrown toward his rookie and the two landed on a crate.
Background Music: I Think I Belong Here by I am hymn
They were lying there unconscious. From doing a rescue, to BECOMING the rescue.
"55, 88, what was that explosion?" Randall radioed. "Eighty-Eight, what's your status?"
No response from either side.
"EIGHTY-EIGHT?! COOPER? COOPER!"
The rookie regained consciousness and saw his Lieutenant without his helmet, and blood on his hood and the crate.
"LIEUTENANT?!"
"EIGHTY-EIGHT, REPORT BACK NOW!"
"LIEUTENANT COOPER!" James desperately tried to wake him up, but no response. The Probie had to call it in.
"MAYDAY! FIREFIGHTER DOWN!"
Spinelli and Pep froze in their tracks as chills shot down their spines. They dropped their hose and immediately went looking for them. Arnold felt sick to his stomach outside, he at first thought it was someone from 55, but it was revealed to be Cooper the man down.
"FIFTY-FIVE, EIGHTY-EIGHT, ABANDON THE SIMULATION! KNOCK DOWN THE REMAINING FIRES AND GET THEM OUT, NOW!" Randall yelled on the radio.
The rookie had his hands on his helmet as he felt helpless at the moment, and traumatized.
Spinelli and Pep soon found them.
"James! James, are you alright?" Pep asked while Spinelli checked on Cooper, who was lying lifelessly on the crate.
"We need a backboard in here right now!" Spinelli called out on her radio.
"What happened?!" Pep asked. "I- I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED! There was a big explosion and- And-" James was freaked out.
Arnold, Dean, Warren, and members of Eighty-Eight rushed inside to their position, where Cooper was still unconscious. Dean carried the backboard while Arnold had the jumpbag.
Spinelli grabbed the hose they dropped and extinguished the fire from the explosion.
Outside
The door was opened from the facility, and everyone inside came out with the injured firefighter Lieutenant.
The rookie was helped by Pep and Dean, he had a minor limp. While Arnold, Spinelli, and four others carried out Cooper on the backboard.
Members of 88 rushed toward their Lieutenant, but Vic, Donovan, and Tommy held them back. Donovan and Tommy took James to one of the Aid Cars.
"GET THAT GURNEY OVER HERE, NOW! LET'S GO!" Arnold shouted as he motioned over two firefighters with a stretcher.
Spinelli, Arnold, and the others placed Cooper on the stretcher.
"Dispatch, we've had an incident at the training facility." Randall radioed. Haunting words no one ever wants to hear.
Steven walked over toward the stretcher where the Lieutenant's fireproof hood was about to be taken off his head.
Arnold took off Cooper's hood, revealing a lot of blood on the left side of his head. Arnold, Warren, and everyone around him winced at the injury. Massive scarring on the side of his head along to his ear. Blood still dripped down from the scarring on his head. A firefighter from 88 placed an oxygen mask on Cooper's face.
Steven saw the gruesome injury the Lieutenant sustained.
"Get him in the Aid Car!" He shouted. His oxygen mask was adjusted. "GET HIM IN THE AID CAR!" He yelled. Arnold, Warren, and the firefighters from 88 rushed the stretcher toward the ambulance.
Randall felt awful about what just happened. He shook his head and walked away.
Soon…
"It was a ball of fire! It's nothing compared to the other phases! Lieutenant Cooper saved my life! He saved my life!" James told Vic and Travis.
"A fire big enough to knock out two firefighters in a simulation? I don't like this. Not one little bit." Spinelli said. Arnold came over. "Either a freak accident or someone messed up badly." Arnold gave a stern look.
"Simulation fire's are out." Dean told Steven. "Ok… Head back to the station, I'm going with Eighty-Eight to the hospital. Shortman will be in charge of things 'till I get back."
"But shouldn't we all-" Tommy started, but got interrupted. "Don't make me repeat myself." Randall walked away.
Spinelli gave an infuriated look at Steven.
"Any person named 'Randall' are absolutely fuck-holes, and I should know." Spinelli grumbled to Arnold.
In The Afternoon
Both Stations were back at their respective houses, almost no one said a word to each other.
Arnold was sitting near his locker, looking at the text message from his mother.
"Will somebody say something before I fucking scream?" Vic broke the silence. "What?" Pep looked over as she put on her shirt.
"Does Chief Shortman know about this?!" Vic asked. "She already knows." Arnold blankly replied and rolled his eyes.
"There'll be an investigation." Tommy walked in. "Oh, great. So we have to wait to know whether this guy is dead or not. And after that, we gotta wait to hear what happened at the facility. Perfect." She facepalmed.
"Will you all shut the fuck up already?! We already have an injured man, and I don't wanna make it three!" She held up her fist. "If I hear anyone throwing anyone under the bus, I'm making sure you eat out of a straw FOR THE WHOLE DAMN YEAR AND NEXT YEAR!" Spinelli yelled. Arnold stood up and soon hugged her.
"Just settle down, it's not worth it." Arnold tried to calm her. She only pouted and let Arnold hug her.
"Aw. That's cute." Michelle complimented. Spinelli blushed while letting Arnold hug her.
Meanwhile
Phoebe was at Gerald's place, she just got off her shift after pronouncing one more patient dead.
"Nonstop vomiting is very serious-" Phoebe then got interrupted. "Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Gerald asked and threw up again.
"I am at work, idiot. Taking care of my patient." She gave a light smile. Gerald looked back. "Listen… I know it's been months since the factory fire, but…"
"Hey. I know you're sorry. But I'm not the one you should be apologizing to, Arnold and Spinelli are the ones you should apologize to." Phoebe had a hand on his shoulder.
Gerald realized he made unforgivable mistakes, but he wanted to fix them now.
Back At The Station
Randall came back with one of his members.
Ben exhaled through his nose. "…So um… His injuries were too severe for the doctors to save him. Cooper didn't make it." Warren remorsefully said. "And James?" Dean asked.
"Physically, he'll be alright."
"And what about Eighty-Eight?" Arnold asked. "They lost a brother… Cooper was a good man."
"This is all your fuckin' fault!" Spinelli snapped. "What are you doing?!" Arnold tried to stop his girlfriend, but she stomped over to him.
"Lieutenant, stand down!" Arnold shouted.
"You're hiding something! Aren't you?!" Spinelli shouted. "A huge burst of flames doesn't happen EVER in a simulation! It only happens with a misplaced or forgotten accelerant inside! I should know 'cause I helped Malcolm with those before, and so should Arnold!"
"Cooper was helping with those setups…" Pep said.
"Ok, sure. Matter of fact, show us your fucking water bottle?! You didn't need your stupid little breath mints, and how about taking a breathalyzer test! BETTER YET, SHOW US WHAT'S INSIDE THAT DAMN BOTTLE OF YOURS?! I'M SURE IT HAS THE SMELL OF BOOZE IN IT!" Spinelli ranted. Everyone gathered around them. Arnold stood behind her.
"You need to watch your back, Spinelli, I am your Captain! Cooper was my Probie, HAVE SOME RESPECT!" Steven shouted back. "If you got nothin' to hide…"
"NO, I DON'T HAVE NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT!" He yelled. "OH, NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT BUT-"
"THAT'S WHY A FULL INVESTIGATION IS DONE! AND IF I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE EXPLOSION, THEN I WILL HAVE YOU SUSPENDED! WITHOUT PAY!" Randall yelled at Spinelli, who held her ground.
They were kept apart by several members.
"WHAT?!" Steven yelled as he noticed everyone staring. He then turned around and headed toward the door.
He aggressively grabbed the door handle, opened the door infuriatingly, and slammed the door shut. He slammed it so hard, the door nearly went in two different directions.
Gibson, Travis, Dean, Vic, Tommy, Arnold, Spinelli, and everyone else stood in silence.
"Hey, let it go." Arnold tried to comfort her. Spinelli exhaled through her nose. Arnold started massaging her shoulders. He then wrapped his arms around Spinelli as she pouted. Arnold gave a small peck toward her cheek.
In Randall's office, he closed all the window blinds and got a key from under a display helmet.
He opened the drawer with the key, searched through several documents, and found the thing he was being accused of. Steven gulped as he got his coffee mug.