The two weeks went slowly for Casey but much too quickly for Helen. On Friday, her last day of work, her group had gathered at a local bar for drinks and to celebrate. Casey thanked all her friends and was looking forward to her new adventure, which would begin in Thailand.
Casey mingled after the speeches, then leaned across the bar to order another drink. Helen paid the bartender.
“Thanks, Sergeant.”
“I’m not your sergeant anymore,” she smiles.
“No, I guess not,” Casey replied.
“What’s this about Thailand?”
“Oh well, I’ve decided to take a trip overseas. Amnesty Missions is looking for people to teach English to the children. Thought I might give that a go for a few months,” she explained.
“Wow…. When are you leaving?” Helen asked, trying to not to show her disappointment.
“Umm, this Sunday. Just got my passport and ticket today. One way so there is no changing my mind.”
“One way?….”
“Yeah, I couldn’t afford the return ticket, so I will have to work for it.”
“Casey what if it doesn’t work out? That is very irresponsible of you.”
Casey was not impressed by Helen’s remark.
“What if you get into trouble? Or if you need help? Anything could go wrong.”
“It could, it may, but in the end, its my life, my risk, Helen.”
“I know you are feeling lost, we all get that way but running away won’t resolve anything.”
“I’m not running away.” Casey said, getting angry.
“Well of course you are. You didn’t give much thought into your decision, you just rushed into it.”
“Look I’ve been getting this crap from my father and brother all week, don’t you start.”
“Well maybe you should listen to them,” presses Helen.
Casey shakes her head: “Stop…. It’s my life, my decision.”
“Well you made a wrong decision. By you running away from your family issues, personal issues, you only have to return to it.”
Casey scoffed. “My family issues are none of your business and I’m not one that runs from personal issues. Plus I doubt I will be ever coming back to those issues anyway.”
Casey turned her back and rejoined her friends while Helen left.
On Saturday night, Casey was on the phone when someone knocked at her door. Opening it, she let her visitor in.
“Yes… I have, ” answered Casey speaking into the phone as she waved Helen inside.
“Yes…. I’ve had the last of my shots today Mum. Yes….. I have the tablets,” Casey rolls eyes at Helen.
Helen smiles and waits in the main room.
Casey went into her small kitchen and put a kettle on, continuing her conversation. “Mum I told you, I will call once I’ve settled in. There is no need….”
Helen watches Casey reasoning with her mum on the phone. She laughs when Casey holds the phone out and nods her head from side to side.
“Mum…. MUM will you listen… I’m not yelling…. please stop crying.”
Helen finishes making the coffee for them and watches Casey holding back her own tears.
“Mum I’m going to be fine. I really have to go. No don’t call me at the airport…. Fine I will call you from the airport…. Mum the battery on my phone is going dead sorry talk to you later, love you too.”
Casey puts the phone down lets out a little moan. “Half an hour. She has been lecturing, crying, …. Arguing.”
Helen nods, “She’s scared.”
“I’m going to be fine. So are you here to yell and lecture me too?”
Helen shakes her head and takes a sip, “No, …. I want to apologize for yesterday.”
They sit next to each other on the couch. “Helen I need to do this. I have been feeling so lost, so restless. I just need to get away. If that constitutes running away then so be it.”
Helen puts arm around her, “You just need to find your niche. I only wish you didn’t have to go so far to find it.”
“Oh is someone going to miss me?” Casey leans against Helen in fun.
Helen didn’t answer.
“Look I’ll send you an email… let you know I’m fine.”
“Did you mean what you said, that you were not coming back?”
Casey thinks about it, “Well I don’t know, I might meet someone and want to settle down overseas. I don’t know…. The future is not written for me yet Helen, nothing is for certain.”
Helen looks over at Casey, her expression relaxed, “I will miss you Casey.” Helen’s words falter unexpectedly as she gets to her feet. “I just wanted to say good bye, I wanted us to part on good terms.”
Casey stood, “Stay a bit longer.”
Helen faces Casey and touches her face, “You be careful.”
She kisses Casey lightly, but rather than walk away like she had planned, she snatched her lips again and again. Casey melts and wraps arms around Helen as they devour each other.
Casey arched her back and touched Helen’s head, stroking it as Helen worked in and around Casey’s pussy. She worked at her opening, her tongue darting in and around. She stretched open Casey’s lips and flicked tongue at her spot.
Casey’s body writhed with pleasure, “More… more….that’s it, that’s the spot.”
She groaned loudly as her orgasm surfaced and spilled. Helen cleaned up Casey’s little mess and then collapsed next to her. She watched Casey’s breathing returned to normal and her eyes open.
Casey turned to Helen.
“Was that my going away present?”
Helen smiled and touched her cheek, “Hmmm, something like that.”
They kissed and cuddled for hours until Casey eventually fell asleep in Helen’s arms. Helen stroked, and kissed her head then closed her eyes.
Helen woke to the sound of her mobile phone. She gently rolled Casey away and grabbed her pants.
Hearing someone talking in a low voice, Casey switches on her lamp. She watches Helen get dressed.
“What’s up?….. Where you going?”
Helen puts her top on and sits on bed, “I’ve been called into help with search and rescue. The storm has hit early and all staff being recalled to active duty.”
“Oh…. Is it that bad?”
Helen smiles, “Not your concern anymore. Please take care, look after yourself.”
Helen leans in and pecks Casey on the cheek before heading to the door.
She faces Casey one last time, “If you get into any trouble, or you need help just call me…. anytime, day or night.” With that said, Helen left.
Helen drove into work, occasionally wiping away the escaping tears.
Hours later Casey arrived at the airport. The storm was in full force with cyclonic winds causing havoc. Casey noticed the departure board reading most flights delayed, a few cancelled. She rocked up at the customs desk and they processed her bags.
Helen was run off her feet. Her station was busy, injured people were seeking shelter in the interview rooms. Some looters were being detained. Helen spoke to Charlie who was out in the harbour pulling people to safety from their over turned boats. She told Charlie to head in, the harbour was getting much too dangerous.
Helen looked out the window of her office. The rain was pelting down, the wind bending trees over. Her thoughts were away with Casey. She picked up the phone and dialled.
Her only answer was the voice mail of Casey’s mobile telling her to leave a message.
“Hi… ummm no doubt you are out of this storm. I just wanted to say that I’m sorry things didn’t work about between us. I’m sorry I let my work, my pride get between us. I am so sorry I let you go, ” Helen stuttered. “I was falling in love with you.”
Helen hung up the phone and headed downstairs to the front desk. She got on the two way radio, waiting on Charlie’s report. The door of the station opens and closes quickly, revealing a woman standing there soaking wet.
Sam got up immediately, “Casey…. What are you doing here?”
Helen finishes her call and just stares in disbelief at the wet, shivering woman.
“Ummm hi…. I’m very cold and wet, ” shivers Casey
“I have a set of clothes in my locker Casey, ” offers Sam. The phone starts up again and Sam answers it.
Casey goes into the change room and starts peeling off her clothing. Helen soon follows, handing Casey a towel.
“Damn it’s bad out there,” Casey said.
“Casey what are you doing here? You’re supposed to be on your way to Thailand.”
“Yeh I know…. It’s been delayed and well, seeing on the news how bad it is out there. I knew I had left you a person short.” Casey didn’t look at Helen for the moment
“Casey…. I hope this hasn’t got anything to do with my phone message,” groaned Helen.
Casey stripped off her pants and put on Sam’s cargo pants and long sleeve sweater. She wiped her hair.
“My phone along with all my other gear is on its way to Thailand. I’ll catch up with it,” Casey confirmed.
Helen’s face doesn’t change.
“I know I’m not staff, but its chaos out there so just let me help. Then I will go, be out of your life…… if that’s what you want.” Casey leaving the question opened
Helen steps forward grabbing Casey’s sweater and pulled them together. Helen kissed Casey avidly breaking only when the door to the change room opened. Sam walked in and stopped short.
“Umm ,oh sergeant…”
Helen stepped back blushing, “Yes constable…. what is it?” she growled, unable to face her constable.
“It’s the Sea Nautilus, just letting you know it will be at the wharf in 20 minutes. It has injured passengers.”
“I’ll be out in a minute.”
Helen heard the door shut and ran a nervous hand over her face.
“What…. does that mean…. Helen?” asked Casey
Helen avoids the issue, “I need to get back to…”
Casey blocks Helen’s quick exit, “No…. not until you tell me…. What does that kiss mean?”
“I need to get back,” urges Helen.
“NO…. not until you talk to me Helen… please.”
“Casey, it means… I can’t discuss it now please. When this is crisis is over we will talk I promise. I have to go.” Helen leaves the change room.
Casey wasn’t convinced and calls after her, “No you won’t… you will run away again. You always run away from me.”
Helen nods but keeps on her stride. Casey sees to some minor first aid and answers calls and helps the paramedics move the badly injured people. Sam finally cornered her when the radio crackled and Charlie was almost in. Because there was no power the wharf had no lights for the boat to see.
“I’ll take the spot light down and wave him in, ” Casey calls out.
“That’s not Casey?” exclaims Charlie.
“Sure is,” Casey called back.
“You are one bloody stupid git, you could be sunning yourself on the beach and you are still here, you need your head read.”
Casey grabbed the large spot light when Helen appeared next to her, “Put on this jacket, it is slightly buoyant.”
“I’m not planning to go for a swim, I can’t swim.”
Helen touches her cheek, “All the more reason.”
Casey put on the bright yellow jacket, put the hood up and headed to the door.
“Casey….. be careful out there.”
Casey smiles, “Yes, sergeant.”
Casey struggled down the ramp to the dark wharf. She could see a boat coming in slowly and turned on the light swinging it from side to side. Sam looked at Helen as she watched Casey head down to the wharf.
Without looking at her Helen spoke up, “Don’t you have anything better to do than watch me, constable?”
Sam left the office and headed towards the lunchroom.
The boat nudged the wharf as Paul threw a rope to Casey. She tied down the first one and then the second to balance it level with the wharf. The boat still rocked up and down with each wave that hit it from the side.
She helped out four people with various injuries. A child was crying and shivering. Casey took off her yellow jacket and wrapped up the young child.
“You’re safe now,” she whispered to the child.
Charlie got out last and hugged Casey, “You’re a bloody wanker, Casey.”
Casey punched him playfully, “C’mon it’s cold and wet, we can argue about it inside. It’s bad on the water?”
“Can’t see anything, there is so much debris and worse than that, the lights are out.”
They helped the injured people up to the station when Charlie growled, “Shit shit, I have to go back down. I left the two portable radios in the boat. I need to put them on charge.”
“Get them inside, I’ll get the radios,” Casey said, running back to the boat.
She just about to step in when the boat rocked up, hitting the side of the wharf hard and dropping back down again, followed by loud thud. The water was turbulent, swishing up between the boat and the wharf.