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    No More Emergency Situations! – section 2-9

    Story written on July 31, 2014 by Cote.
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    Waiting at the bar at the Black Penny, Gail’s heart skipped a beat as she read the text on her phone. “What are you doing? XOXO H” “Celebrating at the Penny. Meet me?” she replied quickly. “Hey Gail! What are you smiling about? You’re buying!” Chris yelled from across the bar. “Shut up!” She laughed,

    Waiting at the bar at the Black Penny, Gail’s heart skipped a beat as she read the text on her phone.

    “What are you doing? XOXO H”

    “Celebrating at the Penny. Meet me?” she replied quickly.

    “Hey Gail! What are you smiling about? You’re buying!” Chris yelled from across the bar.

    “Shut up!” She laughed, taking aim with the lime from her drink and hitting him squarely between the eyes.

    “Hey!” He protested.

    “Nice shot Peck!” Traci high fived her, as she made her way up to the bar.

    “Thanks!” Gail grinned, as Traci helped her to collect a second tray, brimming with shot glasses, in addition to the tray she was carrying, packed with what everyone was already drinking. Truth be told, Gail had been nursing a diet cola with lime, until now. After nearly drinking herself to death on the night Holly had decided to use the L-word, Gail had decided to cut back for a while. That had been last week, this was now. Tonight she was going to cut loose and celebrate along with everyone else. She was in such a good mood, she had even refrained from “accidently” tipping Andy’s frozen Margarita into Nick’s lap when the opportunity had presented it’s self.

    Chloe was awake! After almost a month and a half of holding its collective breath, the mood at precinct fifteen was almost festive. Noelle had come bursting in with the news, just as Frank was finishing roll call this morning. The smile on his face could not have been bigger as he sent Dov running off to the hospital with a promise to make Chris drive. Although her condition was still considered to be critical, the doctors had said her prognosis for a full recovery looked good. She had asked for Dov the instant she could speak, and Wes had had no choice but to let him in.

    They were standing, tequila in hand, to toast Chloe’s health as Holly entered the bar. Her smile was like a beacon upon spotting Gail across the room, capturing Gail’s attention. Gail felt the color rise in her cheeks, her ears become uncomfortably warm and her heart pound in he chest.

    “Damn,” she thought, “that crazy smile could move mountains, and I would move heaven and earth just to have it directed at me. “

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