Saved By The Firefighter
Chapter 99

Ben's Point of View

I storm into the fire engine, that was the last thing I ever wanted to witness, my mother on her knees giving head to my boss! I mean, I think I will have PTSD after witnessing that, never mind about the fire I got trapped in. So, Ben, how are your nightmares? The therapist would ask me.

f*****g worse, keep dreaming of my mother and the Boss in his office and she is giving him a blow job, pretending to have dropped her pen. I would answer!

Yeah, I doubt that would go down well with the brigade therapist, she will think I am some sort of Oedipus-inspired pervert with an unhealthy obsession with the mother.

For f**k sake man, the last thing I want to do is go on this shout, I need to curl up with Lucy, in our bed and have a more positive memory about blow jobs than the one playing on repeat in my head!

"You could have warned me," I hiss in Josie's ear as I climb into the engine.

She has the good grace to blush, then giggle slightly.

"I thought they would have been finished. Kudos to the boss's stamina though. Plus, I didn't want anyone else catching them, in case they reported them," Josie whispers back, as the blast of the sirens sound, and Headache hightails it out of the station towards the City Centre.

"Do we think this is a real threat, or an i***t?" Twinkle ponders.

"Worse still, it could be our arsonist, and he has levelled up," Davey sighs out.

That thought sends a chill through my body, because if Davey is right, then no doubt there will be an explosion, something nobody wants.

"Well, it is not a terror organisation, they don't typically give warnings," Wayne sighs, his eyes wide.

My mind races to Lucy, s**t, her offices are the building directly behind the City Hall, all I can hope is she is out of there already.

"Is Anders still at the office?" I ask Josie.

"Yes, he was working late to catch up, Lucy was staying to help him," Josie tells me shaking her head as if to remove the fearful thought.

"I am sure they will have been evacuated by now," Twinkle offers both Josie and me a reassuring smile.

I instantly pull out my phone, and drop Lucy a text, my heart pounding in my chest so hard my ears ring.

If you are in the office, you and Anders calmly but quickly get out of there, and away from the city xxx

It takes a few moments of me staring at my phone before she returns my message.

We are already out of the building. Had to leave the car, all the buses and metros have stopped, so working something out to get home. Stay Safe xxx

I breath a sigh of relief, then turn to Josie.

"They are out of the building, but had to leave the car, no buses, or metros, so they are working out how to get home. But they are safe," I tell her.

The relief is evident on her face, all we have to worry ourselves about now, is them getting home, and dealing with the aftereffects of this bomb, if it is real.

Headache pulls up the engine, and Davey jumps out, heading to the copper who is standing creating a safe zone with his colleagues.

"Hey, what's the script?" Davey asks.

"Not sure mate. We got a call in, it was credible, so were dispatched. Your boss needs to talk to my boss when he gets here. We are all just on standby waiting for the Army bomb squad from Catterick to arrive and check out the building." He shrugs.

The Boss turns up in his little red van, and makes his way over to his police counterpart, gathering the information we need. I can barely look at him, the thought of him and the mother in the office still fresh in my mind.

"So... we just going to wait here then?" Wayne asks, it is his first bomb scare, and clearly, he's a little anxious about the whole thing.

"Yep, we are just on standby," I tell him, hoping that will give him the ability to quiet his mind.

It may sound a little harsh, but he needs to deal with this fear himself, just as we all do. If he cannot control himself, he will not last long in this job. Wayne nods, then pulls out his phone, and turns it on, and all we can now hear is some American YouTuber playing on a game and giving loud commentary.

The Boss walks over to us, his face a stoic mask, not at all like his face when the mother was ... NO do not want to think about that!

"Davey, Ben. On me," He orders us.

Davey and I walk over to him, and still, I cannot look the bloke in his eye.

"So, this is a credible threat. Some guy has ongoing beef with the council, there have been issues in the past. He walked in just over an hour ago, booting off about them being corrupt. He announced on social media that he has planted a bomb, to rid the city of the corruption. There have been issues before, so the police are taking this seriously. We are to remain just beyond the cordon, on standby should the place go bang. They have evacuated this building, and Anders' building, and are now clearing out the carparks and shops, along with the Empire, and the pubs and clubs around this area. Bomb squad's ETA is ten minutes. Keep the guys informed, both of you are lead firefighters if anything happens. Ben, you take Josie and Wayne, Davey you take Headache and Twinkle," he tells "Boss." I nod, still not looking him in the eye.

us.

"Ben, just a moment please," he tells me.

I know he wants to talk about what I witnessed him and the mother doing in his office, but seriously, I do not want to talk or think about it ever again.

Davey heads back to the engine to let the guys know what is happening, and I stand waiting for the inevitable conversation I wish more than anything to avoid.

"Ben, I am sorry for what you saw today. It was totally unprofessional of me, and I want to assure you it will not happen again. If you want to put in a complaint to head office, I totally understand, and will offer my resignation. But I would ask that you keep your mam's name out of it, I would hate her name to be dragged through the mud because we couldn't control ourselves," the resolve in his voice lets me know he is serious.

"Boss, look, was it a shock? Yes. Do I want to see my mother in that position? No. But you are both consenting adults, and in a new relationship. Along with the fact you told me you love her. However, please keep it out of the office, or at least lock the f*****g door!" I sigh. I don't want this man to lose his job and pension, because him and the mother are at it like rabbits.

"Thank you, Ben, and for what it's worth, I do love her, more than anyone I have ever known. She is an amazing woman." The Boss smiles, the look on his face tells me he feels like the cat who pinched the cream.

"Let's agree never to mention her pen dropping activities again. Shall we?" I half-smile at him.

"Agreed. But drop her a text, she was upset when I left. I felt awful having to run off from her and leave her worried about you, and well, me and you working together," Boss asks me.

I nod my head in response and head back to the engine, pulling out my phone to find five texts from the mother, all apologising, and each with a higher degree of panic in them wanting to know if I am okay.

It is okay, I am okay, the Boss is okay, we are okay, breathe, and let's agree to never talk about it again. LY xxx

No sooner than I hit send, I see the three little bubbles as she types a reply.

I am so sorry, stay safe. I love you more than you will ever know. Xxx

Go to the Boss', get some rest, this is going to be a long-assed shift tonight. We will all go to Cal's tomorrow afternoon for some tea / breakfast before work. xxx

I know that will put her mind at ease, plus I want to sit with Cal and the Boss tomorrow, as he has his fitness test in a few days, along with his medical.

The night draws on, I was relieved Lucy and Anders had managed to flag down a taxi just outside the City Centre, so both got home okay. She texted me a good night with a couple of kisses when she got in. f**k, I cannot deny I wish I was in bed beside her rather than stuck in the bloody engine all night.

The sound of that bloody YouTube video Wayne is playing on repeat is starting to get on my last nerve. But it is keeping the lad busy, so I don't say anything.

"I have moved in with Anders." Josie smiles with a blush at me.

"Really? Cool. Do you need a hand shifting your stuff?" I ask her, after all her car is quite small, and his is a two-seater, no space in the boot, mid-life crisis car, that I loved driving back from Harrogate, which is little to no use for moving stuff.

"No, we got it all done yesterday and before work. I am thinking of renting my house out. It was going to be temporary, but we agreed today to make it permanent." She smiles.

"Cool, pleased for you both." I grin at her.

"Would you rent your house out to Liv?" Davey asks.

"Yeah, of course, is she staying here then?" Josie looks at him with a quizzical brow.

"f**k knows. But it's an option I suppose. She was back at my place five minutes when I caught her telling Kathline how much she misses him. She can hardly move for cracked ribs, her face black and blue and she is saying she misses the fucker. I don't know what to do for the best anymore." Davey sighs, and unusually he looks more than a little bit emotional about the whole situation.

Josie reaches out to him and squeezes his arm, and I sit and do the manly thing of not saying anything.

"Anders called the cops yesterday, put in a report about his family. They are going to pick them up. He has agreed to stand as a witness, about their business interests, shall we say. Also, that they followed us to Harrogate. They are going to coordinate with the Harrogate cops but could not give us any other information on Liv's case," Josie tells him.

"Is it wrong that I want them to find the fucker before they get arrested and do the job, I so wish I could on him?" Davey asks.

Nobody replies, because there is no need, we all kind of hope for the same, truth be told.

The annoying loud obnoxious laughter from Wayne's phone breaks the silence.

"Wayne! Turn that f*****g phone off before I stick it up your f*****g arse hole," Headache shouts back at the lad, then shuffles in his seat.

"f**k, my bum is numb, I am sure I will get piles sat around like this all night," he complains to nobody in particular.

"Headache, shut the f**k up about piles, or it will be you with Wayne's phone up your arse," Davey growls back.

"I mean, why would my Mrs. want to dance with anyone other than me?" Twinkle moans out of the blue, like he has been lost in his own little world all night mourning the loss of dressing up like a f*****g sparkly unicorn and dancing about. Nobody answers, all of us looking at each other with raised eyebrows. I will never understand Twinkle and his Mrs.

Boss approaches the Engine.

"Okay guys, we are free to head back to the station. It was a hoax, and the i***t has been arrested. Bomb Squad have given the 'all clear," he informs us.

We all let out an audible sigh of relief. Finally, this shift is over, and we can get out of here.

"Thank f**k for that!" Josie sighs out, as Headache turns the engine on and we all head back to the station for the last hour of our shift.

All I need now is to get home, and curl up in bed with my beautiful Lucy, before she gets up for the day, and life will be damned well perfect.