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    Section 1 – Iceburgs

    Story written on July 9, 2014 by Cote.
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    Christ, the place was a dump! She had made some sarcastic comment about the probability of hippies living there, and Oliver was making fun of her about it. He had stopped the car and was standing there, leaning on his open door teasing her about double checking the address with dispatch too. He had just

    Christ, the place was a dump! She had made some sarcastic comment about the probability of hippies living there, and Oliver was making fun of her about it. He had stopped the car and was standing there, leaning on his open door teasing her about double checking the address with dispatch too. He had just leaned back into the car to get his forgotten notebook when the first shot rang out shattering the window of the car door where he had been standing literally seconds before!

    MOTHERFUCKER!

    She didn’t think, she reacted, grabbing him by the vest and pulling him back into the car. All she could hear were gunshots and the beating of her own heart. All she could think about was Holly.

    Back at the house, Frank had called an emergency meeting. The mood was grim and tense, nobody sat, they all stood at ridged attention listening.

    Holly.

    Frank was talking about how this was personal, that they, at division fifteen, were being stalked and hunted

    Holly has someone new. Why does that hurt so much?

    Frank was talking about Chloe.

    Shit.

    Holly has someone new, and she didn’t even tell her.

    A spark of anger flared in Gail’s chest.

    Frank was saying something about the dangers of wearing the uniform, and honor, and duty.

    She had been shot at! Would Holly even care?

    Holly has someone new, and now I am alone, again.

    And it hurt like never before.

    Frank was dismissing them with “Let’s all come home tonight!”

    If she was going to survive, she would have to lock all of her feelings away and throw away the key. She was ready. She could run, she knew how. She would leave Holly to her new someone, someone, and never look back. She took a deep breath and rushed back out into the hall, clipping her radio back on as she hurried to find Oliver.

    Holly.

    As if summoned by her thoughts there she was standing in the middle of the chaos carrying a blue folder. Gail could tell by the way Holly was standing there was something wrong. She had never seen Holly looking so lost before. God she was beautiful!

    Holly has someone new, and she didn’t even tell her.

    The anger was back.

    “Hey! What are you doing here?” She demanded as Holly spun around to greet her.

     

     

     

     

     

     

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