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"She Comes In Colors"
by NanM
Well, that's another fine mess you've gotten us into....
Feeling pain was a good thing. It meant he wasn't dead. Given that he was
all alone, hearing Oliver Hardy's voice worried him a little, though. His head
must have hit the window harder than he thought.
Rewarded with an eye-opening smack of reality when he tried to sit up
straight, Johnny gingerly rested back against the seat. Maybe pain wasn't such
a
good thing after all.
Now for something completely different. Oh, wait, wrong show.... Or is it? If you think about who said those memorable words, "He's dead, Cap...." No, it's not who you think it is.... Is this a crossover? Is it a spoof? Why not all three?
“All right,” Roy answered, and turned to go. From the moment they’d arrived on the scene, he’d had a funny feeling that something wasn’t right, but there wasn’t time to worry about it now. “Be careful, Johnny,” he added under his breath.
Rainy days.... Not something that happens too often in LA but I'm reminded of a slightly misquoted line from Men In Black II, "Maybe it rains because you're sad." We revisit the Johnny & Shannon series with the "missing" scene/story. This is your official "hanky" alert.
Faint thunder rumbled. The rain fell harder. Johnny raised his face to the darkened sky, wishing the water could somehow wash away the emptiness he felt, while wondering for the hundredth time if he would ever be able to put the memory of that day from his mind.
It was a day that had begun like any other....
I'm dreaming of a white christmas.... Oh, yeah, like that's going to happen here in Los Angeles.... Oh, wait, they had two feet of hail in Compton! That counts doesn't it?
“Great. I watch the whole movie just to hear Bing Crosby sing that song, and I miss it because Gage is in a lousy mood,” Chet said irritably. “You know, Roy, the rest of us aren’t any happier about having to work on Christmas day than that partner of yours, but does he have to be such a Grinch? It’s not like we haven’t known about it all year long. What is his problem?”
“Oh, sure. Make fun. You know, Roy, sometimes you really
annoy me. I mean, you’re never willing to look at the bright side. You’re always
thinking about all the things that can go wrong, instead of all the things that
can go right. Just once, why can’t you be more like me and… and see the
possibilities?”
“You want me to be more like… you?” Roy was in awe
of the frightening possibilities that brought to
mind.
“You know, at… at first, I… couldn’t believe they’d even suggest such a thing. I couldn’t believe he wanted you to do it. Milt… he practically begged you to take it off. If I had been in his spot, I don’t know what I would’ve wanted. But, you know Roy, it would have been his decision, not yours. His life was more important than his leg. You heard him. Of course, thanks to you, he’s got both.”
“...look, Dix. This is Roy we’re talkin’ about. Besides, I owe him. I mean, he’s always helped me when I’ve come home from the hospital. This is the least I can do for him. It’s only four days, and then Joanne and the kids will be home, and she can take over. It’s no big deal.”
Like most families these days, time and distance, and the other things that influence our lives, have separated us. Sadly, we don’t all keep in touch like we might have expected. John calls every now and then, just to talk. Not surprisingly, he and Roy have remained close over the years. Those two shared a unique bond that went above and beyond the job. The rest of us admired, and sometimes privately envied, that kind of friendship.”
Well, it was bound to happen some time.... NanM and Sparky collaborating. Be afraid. Be Very afraid!
“No, Roy, I’m not all right. I’m not fine. I’m not okay. My hand hurts, my head hurts, my shoulder hurts, my eyes hurt, my....” Johnny paused just long enough to make sure Roy wasn’t enjoying this. “Don’t even ask where else I hurt. Yes, I’m in a bad mood, and, no, I didn’t sleep well last night, or the night before. I came this close to buyin’ it a little while ago, and I’ve just about had it with… with… crazy people, and I’m tired of hearing about… about full moons and what they make people do. There. Now you know. Did… did I forget anything? Is there anything else you wanna know? If there is, just ask it now, and get it over with.”
“Yeah." Roy smiled, "There is one thing.”
"Yeah?" Johnny frowned. “What’s that?”
“You hungry?”
As Roy continued to scour the area around him, his eye caught a familiar object lying in a patch of mud, under some brush about 20 yards ahead of him. A chill ran down his spine. He walked over and picked up the HT. His concern now gave way to fear.
It was as though Johnny had just dropped off the face of the earth.
Johnny remained standing, unsure of what he wanted to do. Though bone-tired, he was restless and not ready to sit down and join the group. He felt kind of… alone.
Funny how you can feel that way, even in a crowd.
Just another day at Station 51...?
The rain came down a little harder.
Sighing heavily at the thought that he’d slept through two rain-free days, Johnny zipped his jacket up more and turned his attention back to the drug box, quickly finishing the inventory. “Looks like we could use a few things. Maybe we should get over to Rampart now… something tells me we’re gonna be busy again today.” He rubbed his forehead, hoping it wasn’t another headache coming on.
"Johnny & Shannon" Series
How best to describe this story? I'll let Dixie.
“...don’t you ever wonder how it affects them, personally?” she asked. No amount of training can possibly prepare you for witnessing the tragic death of a child. “Sure, we always see their professional side, but there must be times....”
This is the sequel to "Will To Survive" with an answer to Challenge 14 thrown in. Try not to sprain your finger on the mouse in your hurry to get to this story.... You should do everything slow.... Take that hint from Johnny *VBEG*
“To tell you the truth, Cap, my parents really weren’t so different from most. I always figured I didn’t have any brothers or sisters because they had their hands full with me. You could say I was a little... uh... a little headstrong.”
“Really? I wouldn’t have guessed.”
Is any job worth dying for?
Roy checked his watch, then looked at the door. It was almost seven-thirty. Generally Johnny was one of the first to get to the station, but he hadn’t shown up yet. Roy had meant to call him at least once during the last four days, but things around the house had gotten hectic, and he’d never picked up the phone. Reminding himself he wasn’t Johnny’s keeper, he nonetheless couldn’t help worrying a little about that cough.
Rainy days.... Not something that happens too often in LA but I'm reminded of a slightly misquoted line from Men In Black II, "Maybe it rains because you're sad." We revisit the Johnny & Shannon series with the "missing" scene/story. This is your official "hanky" alert.
Faint thunder rumbled. The rain fell harder. Johnny raised his face to the darkened sky, wishing the water could somehow wash away the emptiness he felt, while wondering for the hundredth time if he would ever be able to put the memory of that day from his mind.
It was a day that had begun like any other....
This is the Much awaited sequel to "Christmas in the Rockies." Johnny has a promise to keep.
Warning! Hanky alert.... At least three boxes! Character death!
What can you do when happily ever after seems to be lost forever?
*Dixie thought if it was possible to watch a heart literally break in two, she was just witness to it. She was thankful the room was darkened, certain there were tears in his eyes that he'd be embarrassed for her to see.
Mending broken hearts isn't something they teach in nursing school.
The final chapter for Johnny and Shannon.
Can two paramedics come to terms with the aftermath of a near-fatal crash? Let's take a look into the minds of Johnny Gage and Craig Brice to find out. This is a sequel to Challenge #8 by way of "Some Day Is Today" and "Beauty And The Brice."
A little vignette for the times.
Tis the season.... For miracles?
This is a sequel to the pilot episode. Johnny and Brackett are at odds. What will it take to bring them together?
This is an answer to Challenge #11. And, in the flavor of the challenge, this is a very unique story.
An answer to Challenge #3 which revolves around the crash of a LACoFD helicopter with Johnny on board.
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