Location: Hospital/ Police Station
Trixi was looking over the pictures of the crime scene from this morning. Well, more of reclined in her chair with her hiking boots on the corner of her desk while the photos she wasn't holding were scattered all over her desk. She just had it cleaned off from completing all the paperwork when an officer brought the photos to her. Least, after several years, she had given up on her desk ever being cleaned for longer than a few hours at a time. This was definitely gang affiliated; a "message beat down" considering they left as fast as they came. There were a few gangs in town...some just lived here and dealt elsewhere, some preferred to stay and make profit off of the citizens from drugs or other things of that sorts. But there were some...that preferred to do what they want, when they want...and rule their little areas with iron fists that Carter had seemed to be a victim of.
Scribbling a few thoughts and notes of things she had noticed from the photos. Trixi's cell started to ring on the desk; Thor immediately sat up from his spot next to her chair. Nudging the noise-making device with his muzzle until she sat up and took it. "Thanks Thor; Hello this is Trixi...."
"Hey, thanks for getting that kid here so fast. Anyone else and he would've been DOA," he said with a smile. "I'm headed to Jackie's Diner for a quick bite. Wanna join me?"
"Hey Zack, glad to hear he'll survive for now. You have my thanks as well for saving him and least giving his life a second chance. Jackie's Diner huh? Guess I'm due for a lunch break too. Meet you there in 15 then and my treat since you did the work today."
Flipping her cell closed she stood up, giving a good stretch from being still in the chair. Grabbed the leashes off the wall and was soon seen loading up the dogs in the Police SUV before getting in the driver's seat. "Come on boys, we got a lunch to get too. Which means Jackie's oven baked canine meals for you two!" The news was received with the sounds of barking and wagging tails hitting the sides of the vehicle.
"Goin' to Jackie's," Zack said to the girl at the front desk as he left the hospital. He then made his way to his truck, a dark green Chevrolet Colorado four by four. Everyone thought it was funny that he always left it at the hospital and took the bus almost everywhere he went, but his reasons were logical. "Well," he would say, "I support public transportation, and its nice to just sit and chat with people on the bus after a long day at work. Plus, I am not ashamed to admit that I suck at driving, especially when I'm tired." And it was all true. And just well, the people on his bus' route were nice and civil, for the most part. They all lived on the nicer side of town not too far from the hospital. Sure, the town had a few gangs who thought they owned the place, but he lived in the same neighborhood as the mayor and other city officials. And no matter how tough they were, the gang bangers knew to stay well away from where the politicians dwelt.
As he drove to Jackie's Diner, he turned on his police scanner. Technically, it was illegal to have one in this state, but the PD made an exception for Zack, as he used it as a way to catch any medical emergencies while he was driving. It didn't happen often, but since he abhorred using cell phones while driving, if something came up, he could just turn around and rush back to the hospital and be there when the victim arrived. He thought about asking for his own personal siren, but figured he shouldn't press his luck. But if anyone from the PD ever made an offer, he wouldn't refuse it.
When he arrived at the diner, Jennifer, a waitress he'd dated a few times, met him and showed him to a table. "Hey Zack," she said cheerfully. "I heard you were quite the hero on the 214 last night. Is Larry all right? This place wouldn't be the same with out him here everyday."
Zack nodded as he took a seat. "Yeah, He'll be fine. But you probably won't see him for a few weeks at least. He won't be able to eat solid food for about a month or so. So if he asks for any before then, you tell him what I said and that I'll send Nurse Chandlers to take care of him." The girl giggled. Bella Chandlers was the lead LPN of the hospital, a stocky lady in her forties that took crap from no-one and wasn't above making house calls. And to make it even more torturous for Larry, he had a thing for her but was always to scared to make a move. "Oh, when that deputy arrives, I forgot her last name, but Trixi? She's meeting me here." Jennifer nodded and went back to wait at the door.
Not long after, Trixi and the dogs were greeted by Jennifer and led to the table that Zack was seated at. "Thanks Jennifer...glad to see this place is still as busy as ever." When the lady brought out a pad of paper asking what they wanted to drink, Trixi responded quickly "Bowl of water for the dogs and I'll have some iced tea thanks." Once she had Zack's drink jotted down she left to turn it in and get back to greeting others at the front of the diner.
"Well seems like you're still alive enough after that long shift. How is Carter and you for that matter? Don't need to be bringing you in on my next EMT shift cause you fell from exhaustion." Giving a wink to him she relaxed a bit more in her seat as the dogs made their way to Zack with "love me" eyes and nudges to his hands. "Easy boys don't get pushy...."
Zack patted the dogs and laughed. "Well, I got a good five hours last night. Larry and that kid you brought in earlier, I've been to busy to worry about. Though I was a bit exhausted after that operation today, guess I didn't sleep to well after all. Of course that new attending Gillian, forget his first name, is tiresome to work with. He just wanted to give up. Truth be told, I didn't he was going to make it either, but we were lucky and got him sutured up just in time."
When the waitress brought them their drinks, Zack thanked her and took a drink of his soda. Zack wasn't a big drinker of soda, preferring tea or water, but he needed a little boost today. "The kid's gonna be in IC for at least a weak though. Ventricle lacerations are nasty things, so he isn't totally out of the woods yet. He'll have to be kept under until he's healed enough to remove those sutures."
Zack then tapped his fingers on the table for a bit. "I also have a confession for ya," he said with a half smile. "Now I did want to have lunch with you, get to know you a little better, but I also wanted to ask a favor of ya. Remember that stabbing that happened a few weeks ago by the bank? Well I was in the area and rushed to assist and parked in a red zone and got a ticket. There isn't any way you could take care of that, is there?"
She couldn't help but chuckle some shaking her head. "I remember that incident.... I would have been there myself except I was in the ER working on the diabetic man who was rushing home for some insulin and clipped a crossing deer; then hit the tree." Taking a sip of her iced tea she began to nod. "But yea since you were responding to an emergency call you're excused from the parking long as the ambulance could still get in. Which they obviously did... So all you had to do was go to the EMT who responded or the front desk of the ER, get a signature saying you responded to the emergency incident and bring the ticket to the station and be an easy fix. Since I was there and saw you coming out of the ambulance that brought the stab victim I can take care of it soon as I get back to the station not a problem."
When a young college age waiter came over to take their orders, Trixi asked for 2 Oven-baked Canine Meals and a Turkey Club sandwich... opting for some sliced fruit instead of fries since she was going to take a long run today after this shift. "Well Zack I'm glad he'll make it..as I have to agree his survival chances were very slim for me too. But I'd rather be wrong each time than right in those cases any day! I'll be sure to drop in and pay him a friendly visit on the way back home during my run. He may be under but I'm sure a kind voice would still be appreciated for the poor guy." It was then that her cell phone played Slash's guitar solo from November Rain....her text sound... Seeing it was from Su Lin was wasn't marked urgent she stuffed the phone back in her pocket.
"Sorry about that... So you said you wanted to get to know me more huh?" Relaxing back in her chair, Trixi couldn't help but grin. "Well I love to run, long distance too. Maxum and Thor are my best friends as they go nearly everywhere with me as you can see... I may seem rough around the edges; but am very kind and love to help others with whatever.... Movie buff, non-smoker, excellent baker!..." She took a moment to think "and perfect date would be a great meal with good company and not having to leave to the hospital cause the ER is getting so busy they need more hands on deck." Grinning big she gave herself a thumbs up for the brief "about me" info. "You're turn..."
"Well, there's not much to tell, really. I can't cook worth a lick, don't smoke, of course, but like a good Long Island ice tea if it's made right. I'm big salads and eating healthy, but I do have a weak spot for Philly Cheese steak sandwiches." He chuckled a bit at that. On my off days I run about a mile and half in the morning, though I probably don't need it since I walk about ten miles a day at work. I have a truck, as you know, but prefer riding the bus. I'm a sucky driver. Grew up here in town, but went to Harvard Med at seventeen and got my doctorate after only five years instead of nine because I took no side courses and was lucky to land an early internship my sophomore year and became the second youngest person to graduate from there, which I do like to brag about."
When the waiter came with their orders, Zack opting for a large salad with some bacon and ranch dressing, Zack thanked the waiter and took a bite. "Anyway, I got my degree in both surgical and diagnostics and during my off time or when I'm all caught up at work, I dedicate a few hours to working on my masters, but I try go out at least twice a week. Gotta have a social life," he finished with a smirk. "So how long you been on the force?"
Completely understanding trying to have a social life she realized that the two of them could really relate to each other. "Well got into the Academy 3 weeks after my high school graduation here in town. Graduated February that next year with full honors and a second 'degree' if you will; in EMT fully certified to even work in the ER. Since then I worked hard..lots of extra hours both at the station and ER and now... I'm the Deputy with full additional training as an Canine Handler and a full EMT here in town."
The rest of the conversation over their lunch went great...seeing they had much to talk about. Trixi had to admit that she was enjoying her lunch; not having to gobble it down and run back to either work place and the company was a plus too. Lunch was interrupted when she looked at the time from the clock on the wall... She had to get going to let the dogs run and back to paperwork of evidence and other documents needing a signature.
Zack looked at his watch as well and agreed it was time to get going. "Well it was great chatting with ya," he said with a smile. "We should do this again sometime." He then took out one of his cards and wrote his cell on the back. "Call me up if ya ever need anything. Maybe we could meet for drink some time?"
Exchanging their cards with cell phones attached, Trixi put his card in her jean pocket of her uniform. "Yea drinks sound great, feel free to give me a call if you ever want a running partner too... I have tonight off from the ER but I am sure will see you soon." Giving off a bright smile and taking the check she went to the front counter and paid for their lunch before loading the dogs into the suv; heading back out for another round of work. Waving to Zack as he left back to the hospital....
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