FIRST RESPONDER
It has been two weeks, two long agonizing weeks that I haven't been able to get those green eyes out of my mind. I had been helping in Baton Rouge at the fire station to fill in for one of their EMTs that was on sick leave. Usually, I worked in New Orleans down in the French Quarter. I had dreaded working in Baton Rouge. I liked the atmosphere and the people better in New Orleans. That all changed for me the day we rescued her.
I needed to get back to the hospital, I had to make sure this mortal girl was okay. I had felt drawn to her, her eyes told a story. I needed to know that story, it was eating me up inside. I had swung by the hospital every day for the past two weeks, just to check-in. I wanted to, no, I just needed to see her. I had never been drawn to a mortal all
