No sooner had Jennie's foot stepped onto the forecourt on Thursday morning than the emergency alarm sounded.
"Ambulance 67. Man down from unknown causes. Glendale Street and Payson Avenue."
"Ready to rock and roll Kim?" Kang said, jogging up to the ambulance from inside the station.
"As always," Jennie said, stashing her handbag behind a pillar and climbing straight into the rig. The sirens screeched as Kang accelerated forwards and turned onto the road.
"A call already?" Roseanne said to Jungkook as the two of them walked up to the firehouse just as the ambulance rounded the corner.
"It's going to be one of those shifts isn't it," Jungkook sighed. He loved the call outs themselves but wasn't a fan of the paperwork they generated.
"Yep," Roseanne nodded. "Hey, is that Kim' handbag?" she asked, noticing it behind the pillar.
"How the hell should I know that, Park?" Jungkook said, heading for the locker room.
"It is," Roseanne said, now talking to herself. She recognised it from the diner the previous day. "Guess she must have had to leave it and jump in the ambulance to make that call."
Without thinking, Roseanne picked up the handbag and walked to place it in her locker alongside her own before joining the rest of Ladder 7 who were running drills in the yard.
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"Seriously, Kim. Thank you. That was some quick thinking with the ketamine. People on PCP are tricky customers," Kang said as he parked the rig and jumped out.
"Well I can't have my partner lying in a hospital on my second shift now can I?" Jennie grinned. "You're welcome by the way. I figured you wouldn't want your head smashed in with a wrench."
"Indeed not," Kang said. "I'll go restock the kits."
"Thanks," the brunette said, heading towards the break room.
On her way there, she suddenly remembered her handbag and crossed back over to the ambulance. Jennie frowned as she looked around her. She could have sworn she put her bag down directly beside the pillar to the right of the ambulance but now it was gone. Surely no one would steal anything from a firehouse.
"Hey Ji-Hyun," Jennie said, approaching Chief Jun-ho's receptionist. "Has anyone handed in a purse?"
"No, sorry love," the woman replied. "Why?"
"I left mine in the yard when that first call came through but now it's gone."
"Perhaps one of the guys brought it in for you?" Ji-Hyun suggested. "We've had no visitors today so it can't have gone very far."
"OK, thanks," Jennie said. She quickly checked the locker room but there was no sign of it. She trailed towards the break room dejectedly. It wasn't that the purse was particularly valuable and she had had her cell phone in her pocket. But her wallet had held several photos of her and her father which were irreplaceable.
Jennie asked around the break room but Whitlock, Jisoo, Byun, Hart and Smith hadn't seen her bag so she decided to go and find everyone else. Walking down the corridor, the sound of muffled voices reached Jennie's ears. Moving closer, she realised it was an argument coming from the bathroom. She was surprised to recognise one of the voices as Roseanne's. The woman didn't strike her as someone to be so unprofessional at work. Unable to help herself, Jennie stepped closer.
"I said I'm sorry!" came a man's voice.
"I don't believe you," Roseanne shouted back. "It would be different if this was the first time it had happened but it's not, Eunwoo! We've had this argument so many times before and I'm sick and tired of it. I keep giving you chances and you keep screwing us over. It's not fair to either of us and I won't put up with it any more. Until you prove to me that I can trust you again, you're out of our lives. I'll work with you here but apart from that, leave me alone."
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Treacherous Temptations [Chaennie]
FanfictionFirehouse AU. New paramedic, Jennie Kim, catches the eye of firefighter, Roseanne Park, when she joins the ranks of Firehouse 7 in Boston. Dangerous situations, high risk jobs, forbidden relationships and pent up emotions swirl together for a slow b...