Eddie rolls back into the station, backing the ladder truck back into the bay that he used for a hook up. He turns it off and hops out, panting with his hair messy. He smirks and jogs up the stairs. Bobby was less than pleased with Eddie.

“What if we had a call?” Bobby questioned when he served himself some noodles. Bobby was pissed right off. This wasn’t the first time Eddie had done this.

“I was around,” Eddie chuckled and grabbed an asparagus from the pot.

“Ah ah! Go wash those hands. God knows where they’ve been,” Hen told Eddie off, rolling her eyes.