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AS THE helicopter settled on the hard back at base, Ruby glanced at her watch. Six forty-five. Yee-ha. She could sign off and go home. Grab some take-aways for her dinner on the way. Feed Zane. Put distance between her and Jack. Take time to absorb her initial impressions, think about the differences she’d already noted in him.

Up front Chris clicked off numerous switches as the whine of the rotors slowed. Then he poked his head around the bulkhead. ‘Dave’s just come through, says to meet him at the Aero House for beers. Something to do with you, Jack. An unofficial welcome aboard sort of thing.’

The Aero House was the local watering hole, frequented mostly by pilots and the girls hoping to nab them. The rescue staff used it regularly for winding down from bad days, for having a quiet drink with people who understood they didn’t always want to talk about work, and occasionally for partying.

Jack said, ‘Sounds good to me. Ruby?’

Going home where Jack wasn’t in her face all the time, where she could breathe without effort, was her preferred option. But this was the team, her family of sorts and, whatever her feelings, Jack was being made a part of it. ‘Sure, a cold one is just what I need.’

One beer and then she could leave guilt-free. Hopefully no one had a mind to start a party. Not on a Sunday night.

‘Let’s top up the packs and get out of here.’ Jack dropped to the ground and reached up for the bags Ruby handed down.

She finished cleaning up inside the ‘copter and dropped the dirty laundry bag outside for pick-up in the morning.

‘Have a busy night.’ Ruby waved goodbye to the night crews a little while later and headed out to the well-lit parking lot. As she tossed her bag into the cab of her truck she heard Jack say, ‘What are you driving now?’

She grinned. ‘Nothing like my old car, is it?’ And her grin widened at the stunned look on his face.

‘You haven’t borrowed it?’ He stared at her shining black pride and joy. ‘This truck’s yours?’

‘Right down to the last wheel nut. Isn’t it fabulous?’ She ran a hand over the bonnet. It still thrilled her to drive this beast. And she so loved the stares she got whenever she pulled into the yard at the building centre and clambered out.