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    Blood and Fire

    Story written on July 8, 2014 by Cote.
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    I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love. I feel forsaken, like the things I gave away   –       Amy Ray     Holly was a fool. She knew she was, and yet she couldn’t seem to stop herself. She had been so lonely for so long. She

    I am intense, I am in need,

    I am in pain, I am in love.

    I feel forsaken, like the things I gave away

     

    –       Amy Ray

     

     

    Holly was a fool. She knew she was, and yet she couldn’t seem to stop herself. She had been so lonely for so long. She knew Gail wasn’t the cure, and yet.

    She had had friends, a community, a life, but when her last relationship had come crashing painfully down after six and a half years, she had left and come here, to a new job, in a new city. She hoped she could rise like the Phoenix from the ashes of her old life, so she had spent her time writing books, and papers, and getting her research published. Cutting edge research on DNA recovery, more innovative autopsy methods, and crime scene reconstruction, and that was getting her noticed with the best of the best in the field of forensic science. Heck, she even had a tour on the scientific conference lecture circuit all planned out and scheduled for the spring, both here and in the States.

    So what was she doing wasting her time with this messy, broken, straight girl, cop? So what, if Gail was incredibly hot, wickedly funny, deliciously intelligent, tough as nails and irresistibly fragile; or in other words, a sure recipe for heartbreak and disaster? Her friend and colleague Jen, was already giving her a considerable amount of shit for picking up another “rescue project”, as she liked to say.

    Jen was one of the few people she still knew from before. They had both worked at the same hospital in Vancouver until Jen took a job offer from the Toronto Police Forensic Sciences Department. On the day her ex had told her that not only was she leaving Holly for a man, but that they were planning on getting married, and having kids, Jen had miraculously called from out of the blue. Holly hadn’t meant to bleed all over that call, but she couldn’t seem to keep it all inside when Jen asked how she was doing. It all came out in one messy gush, the secret affair, the cruel accusations about her being married to her work, about her being some kind of ghoul, about wanting a normal life that being a lesbian couldn’t provide. Within two weeks Jen had called her back with the job opening for a Senior Forensic Pathologist with the Toronto PD. That had been a year ago. So they had sold the house in Lion’s Bay, and she had come here.

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