Page 110 of Spark (Elemental 2)


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Hunter wasn’t even listening. He’d put his mouth over the girl’s and was now blowing into hers.

“Call the medics!” he yelled between breaths.

Gabriel ran around the side of the house and waved his arms.

“One got out the back! We need a medic over here!”

He’d never seen people move so fast. EMTs and firemen were just there, swarming the girl, treating her. Gabriel lost track of Hunter.

He needed to lose track of himself before someone figured out he wasn’t a real fireman.

Someone caught his sleeves and turned him.

A woman, her face tear streaked through lines of soot, her clothes damp and filthy. She wasn’t a fireman or an EMT.

But she was hugging him, her arms around his neck before he knew what she was doing, her slim hands full of a surprising amount of strength.

“Thank you,” she sobbed into his jacket. “Oh my god, they said they couldn’t get to her Thank you. ”

He didn’t know how to respond.

But then the girl was coughing, then crying, then huge rack-ing sobs and cries for her mommy.

The woman let him go.

Gabriel stepped out of the crowd and walked off into the night.

CHAPTER 12

Hunter was waiting in the woods. Far back, but still within sight of the house. When Gabriel caught up, Hunter didn’t say anything, just turned and fell into step beside him.

Thank god, because Gabriel didn’t know what to say, either.

He yanked the fireman’s helmet off his head, dragging a hand through his damp hair. He felt like he couldn’t catch his breath, and only part of it was from the smoke and the exertion.

A pair of headlights cut through the woods, catching the reflective stripes on the coat. Gabriel swore and shrugged out of it, rolling it up inside out to carry under his arm.

But the headlights continued on. No one saw them.

“I can stash those in the jeep,” said Hunter.

His voice sounded raw. Gabriel stopped at the tree line and looked at him, holding out the helmet and then the coat. Hunter had soot across one cheek, and his hair was every bit as damp as Gabriel’s.

He took the stuff, but then he didn’t move.

Gabriel wondered if he also looked this . . . stricken. What was the right thing to say? Thanks? That was terrible? That was awesome? They’d just pulled a girl out of a blazing house.

Could he really just climb in his car and drive home?

Hunter cleared his throat. “So.”

“Yeah.”

Hunter shifted the rolled up coat under one arm, hunching his shoulders. “Want to come over and play Xbox?”

Gabriel stared at him for a minute, wondering if he was serious.

Then he realized he didn’t care.

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