Saved By The Firefighter
Chapter 20

Damn, I have never been so eager to get back to work in my entire life! After the night out at the Chest My plans for my days off did not go as intended. I had wanted to spend time with Kathline, getting to impromptu drunken visit to her house. Thoughts of her in that long nighty haunt my every thought. It period-drama, but hell, I could see the outline of her heavy breasts and her perfect pebbled n*****s t Her hair was not in its formal updo, or perfectly styled like when I had seen her previously. It was hun That image had caused me to jerk off more than a couple of times when I wasn't cleaning my s**t.

Thursday, the BBQ and Beach on Friday, I spent Saturday, Sunday, and Yesterday twiddling my f*****g thumbs. I was so bored I even cleaned my house! er again, seeing if I could work around her having a son, but that all went to s**t when he caught chicken pox. My predicament was not helped by my even that it was sexy lingerie because, let's face it, the white cotton, baggy, ankle-reaching, night attire, resembled something you would see in a Victorian the fabric, and that teased the s**t out of me.

unbrushed, giving her a beautiful 'just f****d' look, especially when her cheeks flushed at seeing me, all adding the perfect illusion created in my mind.

The only thing that kept me sane was texting Kathline, checking on if she needed anything, but she was fine I even offered to head to Sainsbury's to get her some shopping, but she told me that she had internet shopped so not to worry. Therefore, I had no valid reason to head back to her house, making me feel like a lonely looser. Everyone was busy doing their *t, so I was forced to stay home, and address the fact I am a messy sod, and clean up.

My other saving grace was this picture of Twinkle and his 'Mrs. in the Sunderland Echo. I mean, this was piss take gold. So, I am at the station with fifty blown up photocopies I got from the library, paying the extra for colour, which was worth every penny, sticking them to every wall I can find, including the tiles just above the urinals in the bogs. Sticking up the last n the wall, I chuckle to myself before heading back into the common room, taking my normal seat, and begin to read todays paper, ready to start my shift. Josie is the first to arrive, and she is carrying cake tins, f*****g get in! she looked around the station then tunted, giving me a c**k of her eyebrow. "Really?" she asks.

I smirk at her and shrug. I mean, this really is too good of an opportunity not to take the piss for at least the night out of Twinkle.

I return to read my paper; spying over the top as I see Josie take plates out of the cupboards and set them on the long coffee table. She set out the butterfly cakes, all had bright yellow icing in the centre and were dusted with edible silver glitter, I c**k my eyebrow at her,

"Really?"

Josie giggles like a schoolgirl and shrugs.

I return to my pre-shift ritual, when Big Ben walks in. I glance over and f**k me, the bear has a s**t ea him and giggles slightly at his face.

"Someone's had a good weekend," she laughs.

Ben shrugs, schooling his features to his normal stoic mask, not saying a word. Not sure what that is aboum

n on his face, like he has won the f*****g lottery or some s**t. It is weird as f**k seeing that grin on his normally expressionless face. Josie glances over to

I return my attentions to the newspaper, when Station Officer Webber walks out of his office, looking more relaxed than normal, as he gazes around my 'Twinkle' artwork. I could be wrong, but I am sure I see an upturn on his lips, as he shakes his head, then turns to Josie.

"Josie, so you went to Mr. Maxwell I hear." His deep voice booms out.

Josie freezes momentarily, and I pretend to keep reading, because I know full well, she did not really apologise to the arsehole, and wonder if she is going to get into more s**t about it.

"Yes Boss, I apologised just like you asked," she says, the glint of defiance flashes in her eyes.

"I do not know what you said to him. But he has just got off the phone, thanking me for sending you, and apologised himself for being overbearing last week, stating he was stressed with the pressures of his new business venture. He also asked me to relay a message to everyone, 'thank you all for what you do for the community, and to show his appreciation he has donated a hefty amount to the firefighter's benevolent fund."

"How much boss?" I ask, intrigued.

"£100,000" Our station officer states.

******g hell, for once I am speechless, that is more than we raise in a couple of years of fund-raising activities. That bozo must be sorry, or really wanting into Josie's knickers.

"Seems like he is a good guy after all," Ben states, then flashes Josie a look as she suddenly finds the perfectly placed cakes need to be rearranged again on the plates.

Something fishy is going on there. I saw her face when the arsehole drove passed us, and her shouts of how much she hated him sounded more like she was trying to convince herself more than us.

My phone pings in my pocket, and I smirk, pulling it out.

Kathline - Hey, hope you managed to get some sleep this afternoon. xxxDavey - Yeah, I did, how's Andy doing? Xxx

Yeah, I want to know, and not just because I want to visit his mother ASAP but because the little lad had been upset the past few days, and it, for some reason, bothered me that the kid that was large as life was hauled up in bed and itchy 24/7. Kathline - A lot better, the spots have all scabbed over, I will keep him off school tomorrow, just so he can catch up on sleep, but sending him back Thursday, I need to get into the office got a few completions to do on Friday. Xxx

Good, he is better, if his spots have dried up, he is no longer contagious. I am off shift at 6am, maybe I can pop round with a McDonald's breakfast for us all, spend a few hours with them before I need to go home and crash. If I go early enough maybe I will catch Kathline in her sexy Victorian nightdress again. I feel myself go half chub in my trousers at the thought. Yes, that sounds like a plan!

Davey - I am pleased he is better, text me whenever you want tonight, if I don't answer I am on a shout. XxxKathline - Okay, stay safe Davey xxx

It kind of does something to my heart when she tells me to stay safe, like I have someone to stay safe for, and I cannot deny that it feels good. Headache and Wayne walk in next, both laughing at my wall art.

"Ya'all, he is going to go nuts." Wayne shouts over.

"He probably won't care; he is the only one here that was guaranteed to have got some during the time off." Headache shrugs.

I spy Headache and wonder if he has ever 'got some.' I mean I can just imagine him using three condoms at once, after insisting the woman have a bath in bleach, in case he catches something. Cannot see that being romantic or guaranteeing him any action. I have also been out with both him and Wayne, and to say the pair of them have zero-game with the women is not an exaggeration.

Twinkle walks in next and looks around the station.

"You bunch of bastards." He complains, shaking his head.

We all burst out laughing, when Yellow Watch walk out, all wolf whistling Twinkle, finished with their day shift, meaning it is time to put my paper down, because we are all now officially on shift.

"I made cakes." Josie grins.

Twinkle looks down at the yellow sparkly butterfly cakes, and grins up at Josie thanking her before grabbing three of them in his hands and sitting down to eat them.

I note he doesn't call her a bastard for taking the piss, because we all know she is with that f*****g icing.

I lean over grabbing a cake, and pop it in my mouth before someone grabs it from me. I kid you not, it has happened before!

Within three minutes flat they are all devoured, only the crumbs on the plate are left.

"So, what are you making us for supper?" Headache asks.

"s**t with sugar on," I sarcastically respond, as I head into the kitchen area with Ben.

At least with me and Ben cooking these next four days, we well get edible food, unlike when Twinkle and Wayne cook. Oh, next set of day shifts is Headache and Josie, now that is good food. That girl can cook! "How about we make up a pan of tuna and pasta, that way it can be eaten hot or cold if we get a shout?" Ben suggests.

Sounds good to me, quick-and-easy, and light enough, if we are quiet, it's not going to give everyone indigestion when we go get some shut eye. Plus, the added bonus is, it does not require a lot of skill.

I nod at Ben, then pull down the giant bag of pasta that sits on top of the kitchen cupboards, as he begins to boil the water. We just get the pan boiling when the alarm bell goes off, switching off the gas hob we head down the pole and into the fire engine. "Car fire, joy riders in Park X back of Thorney, looks like they have abandoned it and set to light." Josie shouts over to us.

Great, welcome to night shift!

I stretch out my tired arms, we got no down time last night, it was non-stop, one shout after another. Everything from a burnt-out stolen car, to kids setting fire to trees and shrubs, to the smoke alarm going off in the old folks home when someone burnt their midnight snack. It has been a busy night. But finally, we are done. First one down; three to go. I head out to my car, then pull into the McDonald's drive thru which is literally across the road at the side of the station ordering three lots of pancakes with syrup, and three double sausage and egg McMuffins with hash browns, along with a couple of coffees and a milkshake, then head off down Durham Road, pulling up just round the corner to Kathline's house, then walk round. It is just after 6:30 am and I hope I am not to early. I know I want to surprise her, so that I have a high chance of catching her in her nighty again, but I am second guessing myself as they may still be asleep. However, I have got the food in my hand, and it will go cold if I delay, so I take a deep breath and knock on the door.

I see her peak around the living room curtains and wait as she opens the door into the porch.

"Hey," she smiles at me.

"Hey, sorry I know it is early, but I thought you both might like some breakfast," I grin at her, hoping she is okay with this.

"Yeah, and it is not too early; we get up six every morning," Kathline smiles at me.

I breath a small sigh of relief, and step into the house. I am slightly disappointed though, as she is fully clothed in a pair of black leggings and long black t-shirt, but she still looks sexy as f**k. "Andy, breakfast," she shouts up the stairs.

Naughty Norman Price's twin brother bounds down the stairs, his eyes wide as he spots the McDonald's bags.

"Wow," he shouts excitedly.

"Yes, Wow, but this is a treat, Andy," she tells him, and I wonder if the kid is not aloud junk food. s**t I should have thought of that!

The little lad looks up at me with a quizzical look on his face.

"Are you the firefighter that saved me?" he asks.

"Yeah, that's me," I smile at him, as Kathline takes the bags into the kitchen to plate up the food.

"Cool, are you my Mam's boyfriend?" he asks.

I freeze, looking at Kathline, who also stands motionless, I mean what the hell do I say to that?