by Jess Hunter
“You don’t understand, Dad.” David stood, popped his knee, and pulled a splinter or two out of his shoulders. “Because of you, I spent my entire life walking around in a world made of glass. I had to be so careful. I was afraid of hurting you, and everyone else. You gave me that fear. I get it now. You taught me to be afraid of who I really am. But I guess I don’t need to be careful anymore, do I? You can take it, can’t you?” He asked the question of his father, but also to Fire, who burned around him, threatening to eat him alive.
“No!” The old man started to panic. “How are you doing this? You’ve been beaten! You’ve been burned! You have holes in your skin and cracks on your bones! There is smog in your lungs! You can’t get out of this! You are not that much of a man!” He swung the board at David another time. David let it hit him, silently and still.
“I have enough strength to get you out of here safely.” He then stepped forward and with one move, disarmed the man who could have been a father to him, but didn’t try.
“See? You can hit an old man. You have a monster inside you, just like me, Boy. You always cast me aside growing up. I have never been good enough, strong enough, smart enough. But look now, striking your father, you aren’t as good as the world thinks you are. Die with me here. It is your place. Give up.”
David limped forward, and cradled his broken father in his arms. Despite his dad’s squirming and protesting, David marched toward the wall with stability and might. With one bare hand used as a battering ram, he broke through the smoldering wood to open a chasm large enough to pass through.
Once more, a crowd of police, firemen and spectators watched David pull a life from the greedy mouth of Fire.
Medical personnel ran up to him and took his father away on a gurney. With the weight and burden gone, and the lives of his family safely tucked away from harm, David fell to his knees and blackness found him.
*****
A soft, damp patting on his face woke David up. His eyes opened slowly, and light filled his vision like a slow drip. His mom lay on a gurney next to him, Poncho by her side, barking with his tail wagging wildly.
David sat up. The pain finally caught up with him. “Oh geez.” A quick examination found bandages wrapped around his shoulders and his knees. The attendant in the ambulance with them continued to pat away at the scrapes on David’s face. “How’s Jenna? How’s my Mom?”
“Slow down, Chief. Your mom has been asking about you. She is fine, by the way. She won’t have much to say; I put her on some pretty heavy-duty pain killers. Looks like you are the big hero again today. How do you feel?”
“Pretty beat up. Hey, have you see-“ he needed to find Jenna.
“Hold on.” He eased David back down. “You have some healing to do before you go looking for anyone. You are pretty spectacular though. I’ve never seen such dense muscle fiber adhesion to bone before. Nothing cut past the first few layers. Looks like you are a blessed person.”
David’s little bed started to shake. He glanced over and saw Hank rattling the bars. “Hey Chief! Kicked some serious ass again today, I see!”
The EMT swatted at Hank to make him stop. He stuck his tongue out in reply. Behind him was Scott, who was wiping the sweat and tears of worry from his face. “Hi there, Chief Conlon. Sure is swell to see you up and about after all that.”
Hank punched Scott in the arm. “Stop being such a baby. Everyone knows that the Chief can handle anything.” David smiled at their banter.
The commotion at the ambulance started to attract people, and soon reporters and police were crowding around, asking all kinds of questions. The EMT again started trying to move the large group back, insisting that David need his space.
Nothing caught his eye until he saw the one person in the whole world that he most wanted to see. A small, determined person pushed her way through the crowd. For such a tiny frame, she sure could shove a reporter out of the way. Jenna’s face was brightly lit up and her arms reached out to him.
David tried to sit up again, but the EMT’s firm, gloved hand kept him down.
A brown, leather purse swung through the air, smacking the EMT in the arm.
“Oww, Lady! Why did you do that?”
“Let the boy see his fiancé!” David’s mom answered. The puppy barked in support.
“I didn’t know you were awake,” the EMT grumbled, but he seemed to let up after that.
Hank grabbed Jenna at the waist and lifted her into the ambulance. David rose and wrapped his arms around her. “I am so glad you’re safe.”
“Me? You! I am so glad YOU are safe! You were the one inside when the building fell down. You saved me, David. You saved all of us. I can’t believe it. I love you so much.”
“I love you, too, Baby.”
The reporters all saw the photo opportunity and started snapping pictures.
“Did I hear my mom say ‘fiancé?’” he couldn’t help but ask.
“Yes.”
“So, is that a y-“
“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes, David Conlon, I will marry you.”
She kissed him all over his face and then hard on the lips. He kissed her back.
Hank started a slow clap. The whole crowd joined in. Everyone cheered in celebration while their Chief and the love of his life professed their affection.
Hank looked over at Scott, with tears in his eyes. “I’ve always wanted to start a slow clap. It’s like a dream come true.”
A moment later, EMTs, under police supervision were hauling away the old man. His burns and injuries horribly scarred his body, but he lived.
Everyone watched him go by in silence. He screamed at David. He cursed him. “Why didn’t you let me die?!?”
David answered with composure. “Because then I would be like you. I am my father’s son, not yours.”
*****
On Christmas Day, David lay in bed with his beloved. His bandages were falling off, and the skin beneath already looked healthy enough to kiss, Jenna thought.
They were cuddled close and love was in the air. He had let her decorate his place. The gold, and red and green sparkles went nicely with the blue and clear of the décor, or at least Jenna told him that it did. He didn’t mind at all.
She lay peacefully in his arms. Her eyes told a story of love and peace and happiness. He could have stared forever into those beautiful eyes. Their gleam reminded him of something.
“Oh, how could I forget?”
David reached below the bed and pulled out a little purple box, wrapped in glistening paper, with a silver ribbon tied into a perfect little bow. “Merry Christmas, Jenna.”
She gasped. “Wow, David. When did you have time to get this?”
“I have some pretty good connections. Open it.”
Jenna tore into it, leaving little scraps of paper all over their bed. David noticed, but thought that it added a pretty Christmas shine to the comforter.
When she found the little, felt cube, she fell completely silent. She slowly opened it, and inside shone the most perfect golden ring she had ever seen. Its diamond had a million facets and filled the room with a dancing white light.
Her eyes crept from the ring up to David’s face. “It’s beautiful.”
“I hoped you’d like it.” He took it from her and slid it carefully on her ring finger.
“Oh my god, David. I love it. This is the best Christmas present I could ever hope to receive.”
“It’s not just a Christmas present. It’s also a sign telling everyone else in the world that you belong to me.”
She launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “It’s perfect. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“Me neither.”
She stopped for a second, and pulled back. “There is something I want to tell you though.”
“What’s that?”
“You can’t quit your job.”
“After what you saw happen yesterday, almost every other woman in the world would say the exact opposite.” Da
vid laughed. “Why do you say that?”
“I know. That did cross my mind. I will spend the rest of my life worrying about you, but the truth is: the world needs you. You have saved so many lives. So many people live happily today when they would have died. And it’s because of you. Me, your mother, Poncho, and countless others owe our lives to you. Please keep going. You can do so much more for the city.”
David thought about it. Before, it was a horrible burden, a painful responsibility that crept up on him in the middle of the night and made him afraid to do anything but get up and fight fire again the next morning. He relaxed into bed with Jenna. That pain was gone. He had faced his fear yesterday and pulled his family out of danger. Fire was still his enemy, but it didn’t control his life any longer. .
He smiled. There were other reasons he would continue to battle Fire. There were memories that were indelibly frozen in his mine: the smile of the mother when he gave her back her daughter the handshakes and ‘thank you’ s from those who received a second chance, the intrepid life that sprang from people who realized their life was not yet over, those were the best reasons he could think of to keep going.
“Ok, I can keep working, if you think I should. I feel better about it now. I can do it.”
“That’s wonderful, thank you, David.” She rewarded his cooperation with kisses. “We can still start a farm one day. One day, when you are too old to help people like this anymore, I will keep you all to myself. I will give you children and we can have corgis, just like you said. Until then, you can be my hero, and everyone else’s too.”
David kissed her back. Their kisses grew more and more passionate.
She began to pull the sheets off of him. “You know, even though I was afraid for my life, it was incredibly sexy to see you out there, holding the roof up to save us.”
Through kisses, he answered. “Oh yeah?”
“Yes.” She feverishly kissed him down his neck and chest, her fingers caressing his skin as she worked her way down. Silk covered steel, that was what his incredible body reminded her of.
“I’m glad you thought so, but I had other things on my mind then.”
Jenna started to unbutton his pants. “Like what?”
“Like how I hoped I’d get to hold you one more time, and tell you I love you.”
Jenna smiled sweetly, but popped his boxers down over his manhood anyway. “You are such a softie.” She never closed her mouth at the end of the word. She let his cock fill it instead.
He groaned. “Yes, Baby.”
She started to work his dick with her hands, pumping up and down. Her lips left for a moment. “The EMT said to take it easy. You really should just sit back and let me make you feel good.” She knew her baby. She knew that nothing would get his fire burning like being told he couldn’t move. She took his rod as far down her throat as she could. Her tongue worked down and she sucked, giving him all the love that she could.
“Stupid EMT.” David pulled her from him and slid her up to his mouth. He kissed her voraciously. His fingers torpedoed their way through her hair and got a firm grip. He pulled the dark tresses over her shoulder and kissed the smooth, sweet skin of her chest. .
Jenna nestled against him, letting him know she loved being in his arms. He responded by nibbling just a bit and pulling her panties down.
“Oh yes, please, please.” David made her feel so alive. With him, she could breathe deeper; she could feel more. The nerves of her pussy were electrifying as they grazed across the stiff ridge of David’s cock.
He grasped onto his shaft firmly and planted it in her sex. He pulled back with her hair and pushed up with his hips to slide his dick all the way inside of her. “David, it’s so perfect. You fill me so completely.”
He bucked into her, rapidly, powerfully. He grasped her smooth hip with the other hand and anchored her, not letting the force of his thrust push her too far off his rod. David was greedy with her warmth. He was jealous of her cream. He wanted it all. He wanted it right now.
Letting go of her hair, he let her neck relax. Reaching up, he latched on to her breasts. They were made for his hands, David supported them, squeezed them. It was almost a pinch. He had her nipples held tightly between his fingers so that every time she bounced up, it stimulated her tits.
Her core started to shake. “David, I can’t take it! It feels too good!”
He quickly threw her down below him, ripped his bandages from his shoulders, pulled her feet up to his neck and started thrusting into her as hard as he possibly could. “Cum for me now. Cum for me. You are all mine, Baby.”
Jenna’s head was swimming. He was on top of her before she knew what was happening. All she could tell was that she was ecstatically sandwiched between David and the bed and his cock was pounding into her. She heard him say it, and she responded. “Yes, I am all yours. I am cumming for you.”
And she did. The earth shook for her, or it might have just been in her head. Either way, an earthquake rocked her body beneath her lover’s and pleasure burst in every corner of her mind. If feelings were flavors, then sugar flooded her mind until one giant, sinful explosion that made her forget her own name, trumpeted the end.
“David, that was amazing. I want to make you cum now.”
“Turn around.”
Jenna smiled at her naughty man’s request, but wretched herself out from beneath him and turned to bend over.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Jenna’s head whipped around with an uncharacteristically sour face on it.
David was frustrated too, but she was just so damn cute.
He stood up, now free from all bandages and wraps, and pulled his pants on. “I’ll be right back, Honey. And when I am, I’ll give it all to you.” The seductive tones in his voice made her tremble as she scooted back under the sheets to wait for him.
David opened the door.
“Merry Christmas, Boyscout.” Blaine stepped in.
“Merry Christmas, Dracula.” David closed the door behind him.
“I’m glad to see you are whole after yesterday’s festivities.”
“It was definitely an adventure. What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going to Croatia?”
“I did. Job’s done. I’m back now. Congratulations on the engagement, by the way.”
David smiled and shook his hand. “How did you know?”
“You’re actually going to find out fairly soon. That’s what I want to talk to you about. I have a gift for you, but it’s also for me.”
“I don’t want to do anything crazy today. I have Jenna here now.”
“It’s nothing like that. I actually need you to help me do something.”
“And that’s a gift for me?”
“The pay will be very handsome.”
David laughed. “I have everything I need.”
“You don’t understand. It will be offensively handsome. I have a job offer.”
“A job? I have another few years at the fire hall left in me.”
“You do. It won’t get in the way. This is more.”
“What will I be doing for you?”
“Saving the world.”
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