Flashpoint FanFic Original

Chapter 8:

Chapter 8

RIAN’S POV

           It had been a month and a half since Spike had been in the hospital for the bullet graze. Things had mostly gone back to normal. My stalker had been dormant, and Spike moved back into his parent’s house after his mother had moved back to Italy. However, he still spent a majority of time at my house when he was off shift. In fact, it was nearing career day.

           Spike had stayed at his house the night before career day and I missed him. I woke up to Kelly Clarkson’s Dark Side, and ran through my routine of almost breaking my alarm clock, showering, blow drying my hair, grabbing my coffee and pouring the flavoring in, mocha this time. I had an extra 45, by design. I drove in the opposite direction, picking up coffee and breakfast for Team One. I finally arrived at school with 45 minutes to spare. The Principal had posted who would be presenting where based on how many kids had signed up to attend the presentation. My name was listed as being in the auditorium. Wow. That means Team One was the most popular presenter. I made my way to the main auditorium, climbing the steps to the stage. I placed the bags of food and coffee carafe on the side table, and made my way to the computer that ran the projector, warming both machines up.

I squeaked as someone wrapped their arms around me.

“SPIKE!” I yelled, turning and hitting him on the chest. “You scared me!” I whacked him again, knowing that since he was currently sporting the SRU uniform, complete with the bulletproof vest. He caught my hand and didn’t let go, giving me a quick kiss on the lips, then pulling me in for a hug.

“I missed you.” He whispered into my ear before pulling away. He wrapped an arm around my waist as I helped Ed set up their presentation.

“Go. Eat. I got breakfast. As a thank you.” I said, pointing and smiling as they instantly crowded around the table.

Jules came and sat in a chair next to me, chomping on her bagel.

“I feel as though we haven’t talked in a while.” She said between bites.

“You’ve been busy.” I stated, thinking back on the several hot calls they had received since the campaign shooting.

“So lets have a girls night, you, Mia, Kennedy, Shelley, Winnie, Leah and me. How about that new Club?”

“Sounds good to me. When?”

“I’ll send a mass text and see.”

           Jules whipped out her phone at the same time that the first students started filing in.

“Ah, so these are your annoying students?” Ed asked rather loudly. Some of my students heard and snickered. I lightly shoved Ed

“Not so loudly.” I hissed.

           When the bell rang for first period I started.

“Hello everybody. For those of you who haven’t had me I’m Mrs. Azarov and this is Team One, from the Strategic Response Unit. And know I will turn it over to Sergeant Greg Parker.”

           I sat to the side of the stage, watching as Team One explained what they did. The entire presentation took a little under an hour, and then it was time for questions. I had told the students to not ask if Team One had shot anyone. There were some stupid questions that made the rest of the students laugh, but I think they enjoyed it overall.

           Soon, all the questions had been asked and answered and the students had been released. I helped Team One pack up their presentation, and throw the breakfast trash out. Spike grabbed my hand as we walked to the SUV’s.