An Hour Later

It was nearing nighttime, Arnold and Spinelli were in the equipment room, putting away hoses, putting flashlights onto the coats, and other things.

"I can't believe he's dead." Arnold started. "And it's because of Randall's negligence." Spinelli complained as she put a flashlight on a coat.

"Hey. Sweetie." Arnold approached her. "Arnold. Please. Just let me be for a minute! I need my space right now! It's not that I'm coping with a death, it's because of Steven's stupidity that got Cooper killed!"

"Honey…" Arnold had his arms open for a hug. She sighed and finally let Arnold hug her. "There you are…" Arnold smiled as he hugged her tightly. "I didn't want to say it but… Thanks. I need your hug." She finally shedded a small smile.

"It's what I'm here for, no?" He smiled. He soon looked at his digital wristwatch. "It's seven-forty right now, and our shift is over, you wanna go out for a date or tomorrow?"

Spinelli didn't answer.

"Spinelli?" Arnold looked at her.

She soon slammed him against the wall and pressed her lips onto his. The two started kissing passionately as they didn't want to separate.

They soon separated anyhow. "I love you." She looked at him dreamily. "I love you more." The two smiled at each other. They nuzzled their noses together.

Spinelli started to walk away, but then looked back at Arnold and winked at him. He only smiled as he followed behind.

"Let's go home." She softly said. Arnold smiled. She rested her head on his shoulder while he had an arm over her.

At Home

Arnold was teasing Spinelli with minor neck kisses as they walked inside.

"Arnold, stop!" She giggled. "Come on, stop it! I'm serious now!" Arnold looked at her curiously. "I just want to get some sleep, honestly. I just want to get to tomorrow for our date."

Arnold smiled as his idea was back on track.

"Alright. Say, I'll meet you in bed later. I'm gonna go out with Michelle to check out some new tuxedos and maybe flowers?"

"You better not run off and cheat." Arnold merely smiled. "Why would I even cheat on someone as beautiful as you?" Arnold kissed her forehead. "Mm-hm. They always say that next thing you know, they come back home with another woman's panties tied around their dick."

"Spinelli, trust me, I'm not gonna cheat. Ok?" Arnold cupped her face. "Alright. I'll see you in bed if I stay awake."

"I'll be quick. I promise." He kissed her forehead and soon grabbed his truck keys.

Later

"And where are we?" Michelle asked. "None other than the best jewelry store in the city!" He replied.

The two were at a jewelry store. But what for?

Soon, they walked inside.

"Arnold, what are we doing here anyways?" She asked while she looked around. "Michelle, you know how I'm dating Spinelli, right?"

"Of course, who doesn't know?" Arnold exhaled. "Michelle… I remember saying it would probably take me time to remarry, but Spinelli just makes me feel like a different person! Not just that, I found happiness in her, she was always beside me through the worst, and I was with her through her worst. I offered Spinelli a place to stay when her old best friend kicked her out and killed herself. Michelle… Spinelli's my world, my coworker, my best friend, my girlfriend, my everything…"

"Please say it…" Michelle was left on a cliffhanger.

"Michelle… I decided it's time to remarry, and I'm marrying Spinelli."

Michelle squealed in excitement. "Oh my God, Arnold! You're finally tying the knot with her?"

"Since the chemical factory fire, I remember calling her my wife, and I want to make it official. Nearly two months later, I'm just about fully recovered, and I want to finally marry her." He smiled.

A blonde woman came over. "Hold on, hold on, hold on. Arnold? Did I hear you right?" It was Ashley A.

"Ashley A? What are you doing here?" He asked. "I'm jewelry shopping, what else? I'm due for a new necklace. But that's not the point! Did I hear you say you were going to marry Spinelli?"

"That's right!" He said confidently. Ashley A smiled. "Say no more, let me help you out with choosing the biggest ring here! Just follow me."

Arnold and Michelle shrugged and followed behind.

Later

Back home, Spinelli was tossing and turning, missing Arnold by her side.

"Ugh! Why does it feel so hot? It's barely 60!" She sat up and looked at her phone. "When will this guy get back?"

Spinelli was rather itching to take off her bra. "Eh. I'll wait 'till he gets home. It's not like I'm hot, itchy, and maybe a little horny for him right now…" She pouted.

"Ashley A, this ring looks beautiful!" Arnold admired the best ring in the store.

It was a Classic Hidden Halo Round Brilliant Engagement Ring. The diamond was a big round brilliant diamond. A platinum-colored ring that had tiny diamonds around the ring itself.

"How much is it?" He asked. "Two thousand dollars." Ashley A replied.

"Pocket change for me." Arnold snickered. "I'm taking this one!"

"Perfect!" She smiled.

Ten Minutes Later

Arnold dropped off Michelle at her place, and he was back home. He had to hide the ring before meeting his future wife in bed.

He went upstairs and hid the ring inside an old drawer in his old bedroom.

He soon went back downstairs to let loose a little, took off his jacket, and was now in a black shirt. He entered the bedroom, only to find Spinelli wide awake.

"What's the matter with you? I thought you'd be asleep." He crawled into bed with her. "Yeah, I uh… I just wanted to wait for you to come back home, that's all." She softly replied. He raised an eyebrow.

"Are you sure?" Spinelli blushed and gulped. "Alright, fine! You wanna know? This is why!" She yanked off her sports bra, revealing her breasts. Arnold blushed furiously.

"I was itching to take off my bra, but I didn't want to until you got here 'cause… 'Cause I've been having urges! Okay? Ever since your surgery, we haven't had sex in TWO MONTHS! I started seeing visuals in my head of your hard dick, you kissing me while we had sex, and you licking my damn vagina! Arnold, you're just about fully recovered, and I'm feeling horny for you every day that passes!" She vented. Arnold then smirked. "Y'know, Spinelli, believe it or not, I've been feelin' rather horny for you as of late, and I think it's time we finally have sex again." He smirked while he rubbed his hand on her breasts, making her sigh lovingly.

His phone then rang. Arnold scoffed as he looked over.

"For fuck's sake!" Spinelli complained and crossed her arms.

It was Stella who had sent a text message.

"Clock in an hour early before your actual shift. Everyone from the training facility will clock in an hour early by the Department's orders." Arnold read the message. He then sighed and rubbed his forehead.

Spinelli noticed his disappointment. "What's wrong?" She asked. "Everyone from the training facility has to clock in an hour early so we can get questioned on what happened. My Mom will be at the station in the morning." Arnold replied while hanging his head.

He threw his phone toward the nightstand. "So I guess that means our sex is not happening tonight?" She pursed her lips. "Spinelli, believe me, I really want to feel you again, but it's either losing sleep just for sex or getting to the station early."

She exhaled through her nose. "So, are you gonna sleep without your bra or…?" Arnold asked. "Of course! Since you're sleeping beside me, why wouldn't I? Besides, it's the only way you get to touch these bad girls since we can't have sex yet." Spinelli rolled her eyes. "I'm not saying it's your fault, but still, we can't." She then started to take off her black and red panties.

"Here. Take a whiff. I know you love how they smell." Spinelli threw her panties at Arnold's face then smirked and winked. "Oh, come here dammit!" Arnold threw her panties aside and started to make out with her while rubbing her breasts.

After five minutes of kissing, Spinelli took off his shirt.

"Just so we can sleep a little more comfortably." She smirked as she soon laid down. She then remembered. "Hey, what about Andy?"

"Don't worry, we'll pick her up after our shift. Come on. Let's get some sleep." Arnold kissed Spinelli's shoulder, making her giggle.

"Goodnight, sweetheart." The two said together. They kissed each other goodnight and got comfortable together.

The Next Morning

The station was extremely quiet, everyone was down in the engine room cleaning the trucks, while Randall was upstairs being questioned.

Vic and Arnold looked up at the office he was in.

"What's he saying?" He asked quietly. "No idea but he looks like the naughty kid in the principal's office." She replied quietly.

"Did you tell 'em about the missing canisters?"

"I told him what I saw." Arnold merely shook his head while wiping down the Ladder truck. "I told him everything I knew!"

"Cooper died because of Randall's negligence. We all know that but y'all are scared to say anything." He walked away, leaving Vic rather disappointed.

"I mean, those questions are general. Like what did you see, who was with you, etc. I bet he gets off with a slap on the wrist." Warren said. "This isn't a slap on the wrist, not when there's a training Captain here." Michelle replied.

"Oh, great. So when there's a call, we're supposed to blindly follow a Captain who's under investigation?" Spinelli sarcastically said.

"Morning, Fifty-Five. Gather up." Stella came in and greeted them. "No, no, no. You don't have to line up, just bring it in." They gathered in front of her.

"It's routine that a Training Captain is to investigate after a tragedy like what happened to Cooper. To figure out what happened and to make sure it doesn't happen in the future. It's extremely important you are honest and transparent with him. Am I clear?"

"Yes, Chief." They agreed and nodded.

"Good." She cleared her throat. "Have a great shift. Thank you." She walked away.

"You know, it's not new how firefighters die in the line of duty." Arnold started telling Vic. "But one of our own dead from a training simulation? Doesn't even sit right with me." Vic nodded in agreement. "Agreed."