I woke up in a really good mood, but I went to bed in a really good mood. V was the first thing that came to mind and I couldn't wait to see her again. Hanging out with her was so refreshing, it was fun,and it seemed so natural. All I know is I want to try and spend as much time with her as I can, I want to get to know everything about her. I know without a doubt, we'll be having another night out together, I just have to figure out how. I throw my covers off and sit up, rubbing my eyes with the palm of my hands. I glance at the clock on my DVR box under my TV. Ten thirty. Damn, I slept in. It felt amazing.

I make my way to the bathroom adjoining my bedroom, and start the shower. I drop my boxers, and stuck my hand underneath the spray until it felt hot enough. I step inside the shower, standing right underneath the spout, allowing the water to fall onto my head and slide down my body. My muscles become loose and my mind involuntarily went to a beautiful brunette....

I shut the water off, open the curtain and grab the towel hanging from the rod right outside the shower. The bathroom was all steamed up, the mirror covered with moisture. Shifting the towel on my hair with my left hand and wiping the water from the mirror with my right. I wrap the towel around my waist, my short hair sticking in all directions. It's gotten longer in the short time I've been back home. I brush my teeth, then swoosh some mouth wash around,spitting it out into the sink. Leaving the bathroom, I get dressed and glance at the clock. Eleven. I definitely took my time, but I feel even more relaxed than before. I grab my wallet off my dresser, putting it in my back pocket and walk out my room, closing the door behind me.

I want to drive right over to the garage, but I don't want to seem too eager. I go into the kitchen to see what kind of grub we have. I glance into the fridge, and check the expiration date on the eggs.They expire tomorrow, thank fuck! I'm going to need to go to the store. I flip on the stove top and crack open the six eggs into a bowl. I pull out a pan and throw some butter on, when it's hot enough, I add the eggs. I make myself scrambled eggs, and throw some bread into the toaster. I take my plate into our dining room, and sit at the massive table, that can easily sit eight, by myself. It's so quiet I can hear the grandfather clock ticking from my father's study two rooms over. I devour my weak breakfast, needing to get out of the house, like now. I rinse off my plate, but leave it in the sink and beeline for the door.

I stop to fill up my car before going to the garage, so by the time I actually arrive, it was almost noon. The garage closes in two hours, I have no plans for tonight, and Vance hasn't mentioned anything. All the bay doors are open, a car in each, but I notice V's car is still parked off on the side. I wonder if they were able to look at it yet. I park my car closest to the office door and stroll inside, the bell above the door announces my arrival. There's no one at the desk, the radio is on but it's low, V comes bouncing from around the corner. She's wearing a Vince's Auto t-shirt, some tight black leggings and her hair pulled up into a pony tail. She looks perfect. 

She looks surprised but quickly masks her expression, her lips breaking into a smile.

"McSwoony!" she yells.

"Seriously?" I wasn't expecting that.

"Oh yeah. Sorry, it's not going away."

I laugh. I don't care.

"I actually looked the reference up this morning."

"And...."

She sits in the chair, and pulls herself towards the desk. I pull a chair from the make shift waiting area and pull it so it's right across from her, leaning forward resting my arms on my knees. "There's a bunch of stuff on twitter, which lead to a guy named Derek, who happens to be on a TV show." she says this in one breath, "But they call him McDreamy. So I really don't understand where McSwoony comes in. I was curious, so I typed in McDreamy and google delivered! There's apparently a McSteamy too, he's hot for an older guy. Total DILF."

"Alright then."

She laughs, "Chrissy and Beverly are obviously fans of the show. I may have to check it out. Hot doctors..." she trails off, looking up and nodding. "Oh yeahhh."

"Guess it hasn't been too busy this morning huh?"

"Not too bad." She shrugs.

"Did Vin look at your car?"

She rolls her eyes and sighs, "No, he promised he'd look after our last appointment. I wanted to be able to order any parts I needed this morning, so they could be here Wednesday. His stupid ass didn't get here until five after eight."

I shake my head, a small laugh comes out, "Are you surprised?"

"I text him last night, he knew I wanted to get a jump start on it..asshole. Where's Vance?" 

Huh. I didn't even bother to text him. "I actually don't know." I pull my phone from my pocket, "Did he come home last night?" I ask while shooting him a text. I look up and catch an odd look upon V's face, but she looks towards her computer screen and starts typing.

"Yeah, his car was in the drive way. I didn't hear him come home though, so I have no idea what time."

"So wait, how did you get here?"

"Borrowed Mom's car."

The door opens to the garage, and Mark waltz through. He looks at me then at V, "Hey sugar, you wanna call Mrs. Schultz and let her know her car is ready?"

"Sure." V turns and picks up the phone that's located on the other side of the computer, her back now facing Mark. Mark calling V sugar bothers me, I know it shouldn't, because it's coming from Mark and he gives pet names to every woman. But that's his bosses daughter, and he's much older than her. He's staring at me, trying to place me, I don't think he realizes who I am, it's been awhile since he's seen me, but I haven't changed that much. I don't try to move, or introduce myself, "Who're you?" he barks. V is on the phone and looks over her shoulder at him. It's obvious he doesn't like me being here for some reason. I'm about to stand up and introduce myself, well reintroduce myself, when Vin comes through hitting Mark with the door, pushing him forward.

"What the hell dude?" Mark turns to Vin.

"You're standing in front of the door asshole." Vin responds, then notices me sitting here, "Chase! What's up!"  Mark leaves the office, not caring who I am. He became a bigger dick since I left.

"Nothing man, I told V I'd help out with her car." I see her chair turn my way in my peripheral vision, because I never said it. Vin cringes, and whispers, "Yeah, she's pretty pissed at me."

"Yeah, she is." V's voice pipes up. We both look her way, she's off the phone, her arms are crossed above the desk and a cocky grin on her face.

"I'm almost done with this car, and I'll pull in your car right after."

She nods, the cocky grin still upon her face.

Vin looks at me, "Women."

It makes me chuckle, and V's eyes narrow at us.

"Where's Vance, he coming to help?" Vin asks.

"I just text him." I pulled out my phone, with all the commotion I forgot to see if he responded. He did, "Says he'll be here in an hour."

I catch movement, V's throws her hands up. "This is awesome. You guys are so helpful!" her tone drips with sarcasm. 

"Shut it, we'll figure it out."

"I wanted to have parts ordered already!" she complains.

"We'll go to the junk yard tomorrow morning."

"And what if they don't have any RSX's?"

"Geszus V, call em."

She huffs and starts tapping on the computer, then picks up the phone.

"I'm gonna go finish this car so I can started on hers," Vin points his thumb at V, "Soon her head will be spinning, and she'll be spewing green shit out of her mouth like the exorcist girl."

V throws her middle finger up, the whole thing makes me laugh.

"You gonna wait around?" Vin asks me.

"Yeah, might as well." I shrug.

"Okay." he nods, and then leans in, "Be careful, maybe you should go get a cross." he says low and moves back. Something black whizzes by our faces, then clatters loudly to the floor. "What the fuck!" Vin whispers, eyes wide. A stapler lays in pieces near the front door. Holy shit! She threw a fucking stapler at our heads!

"See!? She's fucking crazy." he backs up and runs out the door connecting to the garage.

V hangs up the phone, "I'm sorry. I wasn't aiming for you."

"Well I fucking hope not, but that was inches from my face!"

"You would've survived, I'd nurse you to health out of pure guilt."

I liked that. It brought dirty thoughts of V in a short nurse's outfit. "Would you wear the naughty nurse's outfit too?"

She laughs, and it's beautiful. "Would that really help?" she purses her lips, and a black eyebrow arches upward.

I nod, "Definitely." I walk to the door and pick up the stapler, it snapped back together easily, so not technically broken. Impressive stapler. I walk back to the desk, stretch my arm out to her, putting the stapler in her face. "Here, let's try it."

She smiles wide, grabbing the stapler from my hand, "Shut up." She shakes her head and puts the stapler down on the desk. She sighs, "They have a couple."

My thoughts are still on her in the nurses uniform, "What?"

"At Harry's, they have a couple RSX's, but says there's not much left of them."

She's pretty bummed, and this makes me bummed. "No worries. It'll workout, you'll see."

"I hope so." she sighs.

The front door opens, and Vance bursts through. I glance at the clock, thinking shit an hour went by that fast, but it was only about forty minutes. He pulls his sunglasses on top of his head, he still has the sleepiness on his face.

"Good morning sleeping beauty." V says to her brother.

He grunts. Then looks at me, "What the fuck you doing here so early?" 

I shrug, "I thought you'd be here already."

"Why didn't you just stop by the house?" he questions. It didn't even occur to me, V was the only thing on my mind, and I knew where she was.

"Did you not just hear what I said? You sure you're awake?"

"Shut up." He walks pass us and into the little lunch room behind V's desk. I look at her, and she's laughing.

"He's never been a morning person."

I knew this, but it's freakin' one o'clock. "It's almost one." I point out, and she shrugs.

I get up and walk into the break room, Vance is making himself a cup of coffee. I lean against the door frame, and cross my arms. "What's your deal?"

He's pouring cream into his cup. "Nothing." he grunts. I watch him as he stirs his coffee, he's tense. He looks at me, and I'm afraid he thinks I'm trying to get with V, even though that's something that's gonna happen. I've already decided this, but I'm not ready to confront her brothers about it yet. I have yet to approach her. Vin pops up behind me, I didn't even hear him coming.

"Oh good, you're here. I'm gonna start on V's car." He tells Vance, he taps my arm, "You comin?"

"Yeah." I move away from the door and follow Vin out into the garage.

"Alright. I'm done Vin." Mark comes up to us, wiping his hands on a rag. He looks at me, "I didn't realize that was you Chase. Sorry I didn't shake your hand, I would now but..." He lifts his grease covered hands.

"No worries." I tell him. I don't care if he wants to shake my hand or not.

"Welcome Home."

"Thanks."

"Sounds good Mark." Vin says, "I'll move this out." Mark nods and walks over to the sink. "Here," Vin throws me some keys. "Open V's doors, when Vance comes out we'll push it in." Vin jumps into the sedan, starting it up and backing it out of the bay. I walk out to V's car parked off to the side of the garage, and open up the doors, letting the hot stale air out. I sit in the driver seat and turn the ignition so I can roll the windows down. Vance strolls over, he doesn't look as moody anymore. "You better now?" I ask glancing at him, leaving the keys in the ignition.

"Yeah." He doesn't say anything else and I don't press it, because if he wanted to tell me what's bugging him, he would. I get out of the car and close the door, leaning against it until Vin jogs over, "I'll get the back."  Vance goes to the passenger side, and I turn to help steer and push. "Push on 3......1....2.....3...."

We all push, and it gives until it gets some momentum. I turn the wheel, and we line it up to the bay, pushing forward until we have it inside. I open the door and pull on the e-break, then pull the lever to release the hood latch.

"Alright, let's see what we got." Vin opens the hood, pulling on the rod to keep the hood up.

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We've been at it for forty five minutes now. I'm drenched in sweat. Vance lost his shirt about a half hour ago, and I decide I need to do the same. I pull off my shirt, and wipe my forehead with it then toss it on a nearby table. Everyone's left, except V's still in the office finishing up whatever it is that she does. We've gotten the radiator out, a nice gash from a bolt that flew off the chassis of a nearby belt that snapped completely off. It could have been a whole lot worse, if it had been her timing belt, her engine could've been destroyed and cost her much more than this. Vin has it all pulled out and set up on his work station. Foot steps approach us, "So what's the damage?" V comes into view, and she falters in her steps, her eyes on me then move quickly to her brother. Her face is turning red, and it makes me laugh, she's blushing. I don't ever think I've seen her blush before, I like the fact that my naked chest is the cause.

Vin pops out from underneath, and sits up on the creeper. He stands up and grabs the rag from his back pocket, wiping his hands. "Well your radiator is shot, the serpentine belt is shot, and you need new pulleys. You're lucky it was only that. I don't know how, but a bolt lodged into your radiator. We have the belt, but you need specific pulleys. Hopefully the junk yard will have what we need, it'll have to get you by, I suggest getting a new set up though."

V nods. "Okay. I called Harry's and they have a couple at the yard. Tomorrow right?" 

"Yeah,we can go tomorrow." Vin confirms.

I grab my shirt and wrap it around my neck, "Mind if I tag along?"

"Nah, the more, the merrier." Vin slaps my back. "Let's get the fuck out of here, I need a shower."

"Alright, I'll ride home with you." V tells Vin, and turns to walk back to the office. Vin finishes cleaning up.

"What are your plans for tonight?" I ask Vance.

"Not sure, maybe we can go see what's happening at Sliders?"

I honestly rather hang out with V, but I know that's not possible, so going to Sliders it is.

"Yeah, sounds good. I'll go home, shower and head over to your house."

"Alright." he holds out his hand and I connect mine with his. "I'll see you later." He heads out of the garage and hops in his car, driving off a couple seconds later.

"You going to Sliders?" I ask Vin.

"Yeah, I'll be there."

"I think we'll be stopping in."

"Nice!"

"Yeah, I'm gonna head out and shower."

"Alright man, I'll see ya there."

I start towards my car but V comes out of the office with her bag over her shoulder, she locks the door and turns but then halts when get I closer.

"Have any fun plans for tonight?" I ask her.

"Oh yes!" she pauses, and leans in, "Going to a big orgy!" She whispers then leans back with a big smile on her face.

For a split second, she had me, "Make sure you have plenty of protection, a rain coat would even help."

Her eyes light up and she nods, "Oh yes! That's a good idea. Lots of bodily fluids, I'm sure it can get sticky."

I wink, "Yeah, those orgies can get out of control, can never be too careful."

She smiles wide, it's contagious, causing me to smile.

"You ready?" Vin comes up next to us. She looks at him, "Yep!"

Vin keeps walking, and she turns to follow him. I walk next to her until we have to split, I lean in, "Have fun."

She looks at me and winks, then gets in Vins car. They drive off and I'm still standing at my car thinking about that quick witted girl.

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