❝ melisa becomes a firefighter at house fifty-one, finding her second family ❞
❝ amy took the intelligence job in chicago to
solve her parents' murder, falling in love
...
chapter thirty-three; out with a bang [ season two, episode twelve ]
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"AH, WILL you look at this?" Everyone looked over when Hermann spoke. He was looking at Peter, who just walked in. "Could they at least get you a t-shirt that fit you?"
"You will still sit with us, won't you?" Otis pulled out a chair.
Peter immediately suspected they were up to something. "Okay, I know the traditions. You guys have some sort of prank planned for me." He lifted the chair to see if the screws were loose. "Well, good luck. Because I'm keeping my eyes wide open." He put the chair down.
Shay sat down. "Hey, Casey, how's Dawson doing at the academy? I miss my partner."
Allison was sitting on the opposite side of the table, reading the paper. "Way to make the new girl feel welcome."
Shay leaned in a bit. "Look, it's going to take more than just homophobia and too much eye shadow to win my affection, Rafferty."
"Hey, is Dawson coming by here?" Hermann questioned. "Because the bank is stepping in now, and they need us to come up with the percent of Molly's assessed value. And since we don't have fifty thousand bucks lying around, we're lucky to get an extension."
"Yes, she'll be here," Casey replied.
Kelly walked up to Casey. "Hey, did you pick up lumber at the salvage place?"
"I did, but there's too much to fit in my truck. We need transport."
Kelly then turned his attention to everyone. "Hey, any of you guys have a contact with a trucking company who can haul lumber on the cheap? Or, better yet, for free?"
Melisa watched as Mouch raised his hand. "You know someone, Mouch?"
"No, I have a question," he responded, putting his hand down. "Even though he's no longer the candidate, Mills can still do the cooking, right?"
Peter looked up from the paper he was reading. "Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Forget it. I already tossed my pots and pans." Some were disappointed at this.
"Okay, starting next week, we draw straws," Kelly spoke. He was sitting at the end of the table. "In the meantime, I'll call Katie and see if she can cook up something for us today."
Melisa glanced between the lieutenants who were sitting at each end of the table. "Hey, you know, my mom owns two trucks on the farm. I can give her a call if you need to borrow them."
The two looked at each other, agreeing it sounded like a good idea. "Yeah, sounds good."
