Andy had been up all night, locked away in her study. The fire at the Savage estate had been only a matter of time, in her opinion. She loved this town too much and for the pain and misery the Savages and the Cobras caused it, they deserved to burn each other down. The formal-U.S. marshal settled down with some whiskey and old case files and when she checked her clock, it was 6:07am.
Another day. She threw open a window, for the sake of her own sanity. Maybe she’d finish that article today.
But as soon as Andy breathed in that fresh air—her plans changed. She suddenly felt wide awake. She didn’t want a nap or another hour behind a desk, she wanted a run or something. It was an old part of her reawakening. She was an early riser and her days in the services meant early mornings were a norm. A walk around the town then. Andy shrugged on a leather jacket and stepped outside. Valdez lightened around her, from lavender to pink. Cold air patted her cheeks. She passed darkened storefronts and the drawn curtains of the residential area. He feet led her to the Valdez pool. Andy drew closer to the pool’s edge until she worked off one of her boots and stuck her toes in. Ooo - it was a bit chilly, but not as nearly bad as she would have imagined.
You know what would wake Andy up?
Ziiip. The next second, she unzipped her jeans and shedded her shirt; put them all there in a pile on the poolside, till she was just in her bra and her panties. Swimming hadn’t been anywhere on her to do list but fuck that. She shivered a little, but grinned, feeling mischievous and young, like she was 16 years old once more.
She wandered into the water, giggling and squeaking at the cold, but pressed on, unafraid. She returned to the edge, took a running jump and canon-balled into the deep end. When she remerged, she realized she wasn’t alone.
“Ah! Hey!” She treaded water. “I really needed to get out of my head. There are probably better ways to do it but… too late now. Here I am.”
Mad as you. She eyed the shiner.
“You look like you had an eventful evening.”
jordan was a regular at the pool, the familiar feeling of the water bringing back snaps of his youth as a water polo player. he’d played for his school, then for his university. surely if he had followed his father’s military footsteps he’d of played for the air force too. but that life was not for him. evident with his residence in valdez, it was not the threat of violence that caused him to turn his back to the air force. rather, he dismissed the old-age, bully-like discipline forced upon recruits. jordan was too much his own man to be bossed around. andy’s face was not one he had clocked as joining him regularly. but, it was one he had spoken to many times outside the water.
only a short time out of the water, jordan felt his side tense again. perhaps the cool water had not done the trick due to the lengths he had swum. he re-entered the pool as andy canon-balled, a small chuckle coming from the man as she emerged from her plummet. “i don’t know, the water has always helped me get out of mine. but then, i am a pieces so if you believe all that, i come from the water sign so it’s no surprise.” a smile is offered. “ah - yes. unintentionally i might add. you seem unscathed. did you not come to the shower?”
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