Ray sighed as he moved to the edge of the bed sitting up with a jolt he hated early starts especially when he finished at 3 am in the bar jumping from the bed he motioned to the window gently pulling on the blinds as the sun hit the darkened room squinting he quickly stepped away adjusting his vision before walking into the bathroom smiling as he saw the second toothbrush it made him smile as it reminded him of how good his new life as he had two jobs one was his dream career and a girlfriend who accepted him for him. Ray spent a few minutes getting ready he wore blue jeans brown hiking boots grey T-shirt and a jacket Stretching as walked out into the white kitchen he looked at his blue duffle bag saying Fire department looking up at his clock he knew he still had an hour and a bit till roll call smirking he walked to the table grabbing his bag as he headed towards the door.

Closing his door Ray began to make his way down the flights of stairs it was quiet this time of morning as most weren't needed till 9 am for work, Ray thought about the cheese bread he promised to get Clara when his train of thought was interrupted by his name being called. Ray looked around to see Mrs Matthews from 23 waving to him as he walked over she held out a piece of paper and some money it was rare for her to ask for help, but she was in her 80s, and they often had Ems calls to her for Arthritis” no problem I am on shift for 48 hours but have you got enough to last till then ?” she nodded as she handed over the items before closing the door smiling gently Ray began his descend the stairs again eventually reaching the car park the advantage of having a bike he could park it near the door the lot was cold and lights began to flicker off as the sunlight hit the tarmac quickly getting ob to his bike Ray looked at the list Mrs, Matthews had given him he knew if he had a quiet spell he would get the food to her sooner if not she would have to wait pulling out his cell from his left jacket pocket he pressed the call button next to the side of the name bakery he placed it to his ear as they answered“ hey Mikey its Ray can you have a cheese loaf waiting for me ill pick it up from the street if that's good with you?” Mikey replied sure see you in 10”.

The roads were quiet this time of morning not many vehicles on the road cops, city workers and early morning joggers passed by him as he took the many lanes to Mickeys bakery it was always busy day and night, but Mikey always made special items for the Emergency services arriving at the street he could smell the family bread making smell as he began to slow down Mikey was a big guy and very skinny funny for a baker as Ray thought Mickey would try anything“ cheers” Ray pulled up as he grabbed his bag opening it Mikey placed the loaf and a few other items inside as he spoke“ I'm guessing it's for your lady friend Ray so I added extra for her to make a nice lunch“ placing the bag on his back again ray reached into his jacket pocket handing over the money” keep the change“ he waved as he set off again knowing by this time Clara would be getting ready to leave, so he decided the library would be a better place to drop it off his mind confirming his thoughts he changed his lane moving toward the city centre and the library

Ray arrived at the library quicker than he thought as he pulled into the lay-by he saw a Librarian Clara often wired with honking his bike's horn he got her attention as he walked over “ hey could you give this to Clara when she gets in just say It's what I promised and I hope she enjoys “ he handed the items over as she nodded and waved goodbye pulling out his cell from his jacket pocket he could see he had easily 45 minutes before roll call, placing his cell back In his pocket, he set off in the streets again towards the firehouse. Ray truly forgot how close the firehouse was close to the library as he arrived in the blink of an eye quickly swerving into a spot he turned off his bike and gathered his things before heading inside 10 minutes past as Ray walked out in his navy blue uniform and bad attached to his shirt as he made his way towards the coffee pot raw familiar booming words from the chief echoed the mess hall” Morning“ Ray chuckled to himself a little“ morning chief “he raised a finger remembering that Mrs Matthews needed food” I got an EMS private run later“ the chief nodded“ fine, and you can take the new guy with you Garcia I think his name his he will be here shortly” ray nodded as he grabbed a cup and poured himself a drink his mind cursing himself as he had forgotten about the new guy” well if he wants to talk you know where I am “he began making his way up the stairs to the roof like he did most mornings

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The Aurazin hated to admit it but he was happy to be alive again. The new lives that they started since coming to Evermore city. More so that he was surrounded by those he cared for his people and most importantly his sister. Even with the veil door being shut still they were coming nowhere closer to finding out answers for why he didn’t mind that they were all here than first expected. Sure he was frustrated and confused like the rest of them but at the same time he was excited to be back on earth. Being reminded of the good times he had back to when he was human before he died. Happy to be alive again so to speak. Not wanting to miss any of it. Hudson was one of them who adapted more quickly than others. For both himself and his sister Maddie it hasn’t been as many years as others since they had died so they are the ones who found modern day life more easier. He’d even find himself roped into helping others who were finding it more difficult to come accustomed. Still Hudson would find himself driving Lucien around with his fellow leader and mentor who didn't feel comfortable or ready to sit behind the wheel of a vehicle. Probably never will. Truth to be told it was safer for everybody if he didn’t.

Many other Aurazins have found a job since coming to the city. Sometime to keep them busy with how if not they’d go stir crazy being stuck with each other all day. For himself it was taking him longer than he first thought it would be. Hudson had picked up some odd jobs but still he’s yet to find his place. None of the jobs he’d stuck yet. Some of the jobs he’d tried out were first bartending that he stuck for months but decided it wasn’t for him. Then he went to construction. It was long and manual hours. He’d even worked at a shop where his sister worked at but it didn’t end too well, finding that he kept breaking everything. Since then there’s been more odd jobs. He's tired. Until his sister had enough and sat him down telling him to go back to the one job he’d ever truely loved. Firefighting.

It was better late than never. The Aurazin should have gone back into firefighting in the first place but yet his stubborn self insisted that he wanted to try something else. For a few months or so he’d been stuck back into training to be a firefighter once again. Hudson saw it as a refresher course. In reality he had to pretend he was all new to firefighting since he couldn’t actually keep his proper records and achievements to his past life. So he had to start afresh. To do it all again. Hudson didn’t mind actually. Finding he rather enjoyed the training. Finding it all new and refreshing and most of all enjoyable. Plus he was top of his classes once again in the firefighting academy. It was why he was able to skip and jump ahead of everybody else. Passing all of the exams compared to everyone else.

After that he worked at a few local fire stations whilst he carried out and fulfilled his probationary period. A probie firefighter in other terms. Until he became a fully fledged firefighter once again. Hudson was scoted by another fire caption. Persuaded to change stations as he was given the choice to stay at the one where he finished his training or go somewhere else. He took the second choice.

So here he was standing in front of his new firehouse. A place where he would call home. He would be lying if he were to say he wasn’t nervous. Everyone always felt nervous on their first day at work going somewhere new and with new people. Luckily for him he always fitted in quite quickly wherever he goes. Some would say he had at times a personality like a golden retriever. Hudson walked straight in with a smile on his face, excited to get back doing the things that he loves most.

Walking right in the firehouse he could see the red fire trucks that there waiting till they neeed to be used along with the ambulance. Every firehouse was similar to one and another. This one was more adatoped and modern compared to one of the ones he’d been stationed at in his past life. Now he was here he had to find someone who would help and show him about. Hopefully they knew he was coming. Well at least he knew the fire chief did. Hudson started to talk and ask some others telling him he was new and didn’t know where to go. Soon finding out that he would be partnered up with somebody called Herald. Who was upstairs most likely with a cup of coffee. That's all he was told, left to go and find him himself.

Hudson went off insearch of the one who would be helping him to show him the ropes, hoping that he would be nice and welcoming. He knew that showing the new person around probably not everyones favourite thing. That they’d rather be doing their jobs by themselves. Soon as he climbed the stairs reaching the roof a bit off the firehouse he could see that it was where the other firefighters spent their free time. Seeing a sofa with a tv, a small kitchen then a table with chairs even there was a pool table. All the essentials needed when working long hours. Hudson found out he was heading straight into work being assignged a 48 hour long shift for his first day. Some would say he was thrown into the deep end but the Aurazin liked a challenge.

Looking around he saw a guy with dirty blonde hair wearing the familiar navy firefighter uniform with a cup of coffee. Figuring out this must be ‘Herald’. Hudson walked over to the man wanting to introduce himself first. “Hey there. I’m looking for somebody called ‘Herald’ they sent me this way” He started to say many of them would call one another by their last names. It was a firefighter and police thing. “I’m Hudson Garcia” He smiled brightly, holding out his hand for a hand shake, hoping he was expecting him and got the right person. “I’m the new recurit. Got transferred a few days ago” Ready to get stuck right in. “This is a cool set up you go here. Better than the ones I've been before” Trying to make a bit of small talk, not wanting to get off on the wrong foot or to make it awkward.

Ray had just got to the roof as he took his first sip of coffee as he pulled out his cell as he began to text Clara   like most morning, but he knew she would be driving around now as he finished his message he was distracted by his name being called as he looked up he was met by the rookie“ hey yea that's me “he shook his hand” most call me Ray welcome to the mad house” he laughed” is the  ladder up “he stopped” actually not the best idea killing the rookie in  the first 10 minutes” he raised his coffee cup to his mouth downing the hot beverage quickly before  taking a breath“  let's get this tour going“  he began to walk back towards the door.

Arriving at the next floor, Ray began to  go through the rooms “OK  so sleeping  quarter” he walked  along to  his bed as he  pointed to the bed opposite him” that's yours” he pointed to the bathroom and showers signs” self-explanatory” he walked towards the double doors as he pushed it open showing a   brass pole “self-explanatory” he laughed as he grabbed  the pole and slide down to the ground floor as the trucks came into view as he  moved off towards the ambulance”  I have one rule if you're on Ambo with me,  we go on semi bunk gear jacket left behind the seats  never know what we will get” he pointed  to the  room” spare bunk gear“ he walked towards the  canteen“  so what exactly did you train in   and did they fix the dodgy pipe in the smoke house ?”

Walking  into the canteen pointing to the two groups“ truck   lead by  lieutenant Mitchell,  I think you're with him when on truck“ he pointed to the others“  rescue with lieutenant Connors” Ray walked over to the coffee machine grabbing two  take away cups filling them with two black coffee“ offices to the brass to our left and right spare batteries etc“ he handed Hudson a coffee“ I have milk and sugar in the rig“ he looked to his officer“ heading out  chief knows what for“ he began to walk towards the double doors they entered and towards the ambulance” we are  off doing a good will  think if we have regulars and their health isn't great, and they need shopping we try  to get some for them between shouts” as he walked to the driver's seat getting in he placed his cup in the holder as he got the cab ready to leave 

Firefighting was not a new job for him. It was very familiar so to speak. Many other Aurazin choose to go out and find new ventures but for himself it would always be Firefighting. He tried out to find if there was something else he was good at but nothing gave him the burning passion and excitement feeling as firefighting. It would always be firefighting even after dying and becoming Aurazin and then being locked out of the veil. Hudson knew that as his sister would say they had to find some sort of normality to keep themselves busy. If not they’ll go more insane then they already are. As well as it is a way of him doing a job still able to help people. “Well Thank you for having me” He laughed along with him. It was always known for a firehouse to become almost your second family. How at times you spend more time with your work colleagues than you do with friends and family. Hudson already was prepared and knew what he was getting into. That he'd most likely be left with the jobs that nobody wanted to do but had to be done. He was no fool to the rookie being landed with the thankless jobs. He was an expert at cleaning a firetruck if he had to say so himself. Then the winding up fire hoses and all the other small jobs. “Yeah maybe not, don’t wanna get hurt on my first day” Luckily since being an Aurazin he was less accident prone.

Most firehouses looked the same. Somewhere smaller and bigger than others. He’d been to quite a few in his time. Luckily the one he was stationed in Los Angeles was a fairly big one as they were branched out to cover a larger district. But there were a few times when he’d had to go over to cover at another station where there was only one fire truck compared to having separate ones for Truck, Rescue or Engine. Now today was his first chane to familarise and to get stuck back into what he was good at. Hudson knew that he would have to keep reminding himself to pretend that he was starting this as a new job and not that he had already worked in the business for many years. Not wanting to raise any brows or questions although people had said that he did have a big mouth on him that always got him into trouble at times.

Hudson looked around as he was being given the tour around the place. “Right” Nodding his head as he was being where and what things were. Then they were at the familiar pole that they took to get down the floor. Most of the time he would take the stairs but he did love showing off every once in a while. Hudson followed his new workmate down to the lower floor for the rest of the tour. The firefighting training was more of a refresher course for him. “Umm the usual, learning how to vent all different types of roofs. Then running up and down the stairs with a full set of gear in the quickest time” All of those things he aced at, yet he wasn’t going to boast on his first day that he was top of his classes at the acudemty. Choosing to leave it to another day not wanting to seem like a hotshot.

He was able to guess that he’d probably put wherever he’s needed until he’s settled in properly. “Thank you, coffee is needed” He thanked me, smiling over coffee. Yet he knew he had swayed away from the sugar not wanting to go on a sugar rush today. Hudson was going to let Ray lead the way today following in his lead. Back in LA it was a busy firehouse to say the least they never really had much time to go out to do good deeds. “Old people love me” He mused softly, grinning a little. Somehow old people always had a soft spot for him, especially the woman. “So what type of things happen here? Any crazy stories you can tell. So I can have an idea for what I’m in for” Reading between the lines, curious to see if it was any crazier than what he’d been used to.

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