Station 126

6 : Feelings

Two days. It's been two days since Blake and I kissed. I haven't been to the firehouse because TK didn't have a shift yesterday, and I stayed at home the day before.

The bell rings. I open it to find TK.

"Morning." He greets me.

"Morning."

"Let's go?" he asks.

I nod.

"Bye Dad." I shout into the house.

"Bye Pumpkin." Dad replies.

I hop over to TK's car, and get in.

****

I walk into the kitchen to find Tara and Blake there.

"Hey T." I say.

"Hey."

I glance at Blake. He's watching me. I quickly look away and turn to TK.

"Ty, can you make me an espresso?" I ask as TK walks over to the coffee maker.

"Sure."

I sit down at the counter. A few moments later, TK walks over with my espresso, and puts it in front of me.

"Oh, hey, what did your friend say?" he asks as I pick up my cup.

I give him a blank stare as I take a sip. "Hmm?"

"Your friend," he says, "the one who asked you for advice?"

That's when I remember the lie I told him.

"Mm, oh yeah." I say, setting my cup down. "Right, I told her what you told me." I say.

"And...?"

"She said that she'll..." I glance at Blake, who's still watching me. "That she'll talk to Hank about it."

"Okay."

I look back down and nod as I take a sip of my coffee.

****

"Hey." Blake says, sitting down next to me. I'm in the lounge, reading. The others are out in the garage, cleaning the trucks and taking inventory, or doing something else.

"Hi." I reply.

"Look, about the-" he starts, but before he could finish, the alarms go off, and everyone starts running towards the trucks.

"Take care." TK shouts as he runs past.

"You too, love you." I shout back, but he's already out the door and in the ambulance.

After they leave, I quickly stand and hop quickly to the bathroom. I close the door behind me, and hobble over to the sink. I stare at myself in the mirror.

Get it together. You know what you have to do, just go out there, and talk to him, my conscience tells me.

And, I know I should talk to him. I can't forget, no matter how hard I try. That kiss is etched in my head. Every time I close my eyes, I see his face. His blue eyes, his full lips, his perfect cheekbones.

"Come on Liara, you've got this." I say quietly to myself. "Now, stop cowering in a bathroom, and get your ass out there. Tell him how you feel."

I take a deep breath, and walk out of the bathroom. I go back to the lounge to find that Blake hasn't moved at all.

He watches me as I hop over to the sofa, and sit next to him.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

I nod. I take a deep breath, and look up at him.