Roy sat back and sighed. He felt bad that he hadn't been able to see Genevieve for a while now. He also wondered if there were still hard feelings between them that he didn't know about.
      Chet strutted in flashing his badge. "Find your badge did ya Chet?" Marco commented as the firefighter sat down. "Yup. It was in my locker again... on the bottom."
      Johnny scoffed while Roy smiled slightly. "You know" Mike began "I miss her" Marco nodded his agreement. "Yeah. It feels weird not having her here. Like someone's missing from a family reunion" DeSoto took a sip from his coffee. "She'll be back soon"
      "I hope so" Chet stated dramatically "I'm starving!" John turned around and shifted his weight onto his right leg. "What's that supposed to mean?" Chet raised his eyebrows. "It's supposed to mean that you're a terrible cook" "I'm not a terrible cook! I'm not a terrible cook!" Gage replied in disbelief.
      Roy's mind wandered as his crew mates bickered about who was the better cook. He didnt necessarily care that he was being voted the worst. He just wanted Ginger's cooking back. He wanted Ginger back.
      What if she really doesn't get better... if she never comes back to the station? What if she's blind forever? It'll crush her. I guess i'm just glad she's alive but it's still hard to take.
      "Roy?" Captain Stanley said softly. The red haired paramedic hadn't noticed his captain come in and sit beside him. The guys were still arguing. "Uh y- yeah Cap?" Hank leaned back to study DeSoto. "If you want to take a day off to go see Foster it's fine. Just say the word"
      Roy pondered the option for a moment before shaking his head. "I'm needed here and I think Genevieve would have been the same way" Stanley nodded with understanding and they turned to watch to rest of the guys.
      "Look chet..." Johnny said pointing a finger and narrowing his eyes "It's better than that fig feast you created-" "Oh come on! I was trying to look after your health. The least you could do is not bring it up again"
      Stoker sighed. "I miss her" Roy chuckled at the young man who was clearly not paying attention. "This weekend it's supposed to be nice to go to the beach. Ginger always liked the dune buggy and the beach."
      Mike looked completely crestfallen as his head dropped to stare into his cup. " "Aww we all miss her Mike" Roy said lightly punching his shoulder "She'll be back. I know it. Not even death could stop that paramedic from doing her job"
     "Or from cooking! Cause I'm starved..." Johnny droped the spoon he'd been string with and whipped around to the mustached fireman. "Would you drop it about my cooking?" "Nope"  John rolled his eyes.

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Sorry! Foster is Genevieve's maiden name before she knows who her father is. I didn't know whether I told you this or not