Yeah, great...

[paramedically]

Everyone else gets really cool sounding things and I get a condiment that looks like an overweight phallus. This is not my damn month. Yes, I'm in a bad mood - you hear that, Puke? I'm in a bad bloody mood!

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[asinthecity]

It looks like an elephant.

And did Puke put you in the bad mood?

[paramedically]

No, he just keeps trying to help me out of it and sometimes I'm just going to be pissed. It doesn't mean I'm going to dive into the nearest bottle of black label.

[asinthecity]

Everyone's allowed to be pissed off. Do you not want to be helped out? I mean, his assumption of black label jumping aside--do you just want to indulge in the anger for a bit?

[paramedically]

No, because I don't like being angry. But I also don't know how I else I'm supposed to deal with it.

[asinthecity]

What are you trying to deal with? Maybe I can either help, or distract you.

[paramedically]

Stupid overreaction, maybe. When I left for work, there was this guy at the door. He said he had an appointment with Ali about FBI stuff, but she hadn't told me about any appointment and this guy seemed... important. Now I feel like she's keeping stuff from me right when I thought things were going okay.

[asinthecity]

No, it's not really an overreaction, but you might need to get the full info. Have you asked her about it? It might have been a last minute thing, and Ali might not have known anything about it. The guy probably just said 'appointment' because he figured he had to tell you something.

[paramedically]

Luke said I should call her but it will wake the baby and maybe Ali who's still not feeling the best. She's run down and not shaking the food poisoning as well as I did. Why would he do that? He didn't know who I was, unless Ali already told him who I was in which case she knew about him.

[asinthecity]

If he's FBI he probably just doesn't want you asking all these questions, and an appointment is an easy cover. I don't know, Andy. I'm sneaky like a ninja, but I'm not sneaky like the FBI. I'm sure she would've told you if she knew.

[paramedically]

I hate feeling like this. The guy was just... I don't know. There was something I didn't like about him.

[asinthecity]

Hey, you got to go with your gut. But maybe he's like that for Ali too. And then again maybe he was just above board, but didn't want to explain to a lowly civilian?

[paramedically]

Shit. That is all I am, isn't it? She's part of the FBI for god's sake and I'm nothing but a boring paramedic. How am I even going to fit into her life?

[asinthecity]

What? No, no, no. That's not what I meant! To her you're more than a boring paramedic. You're the guy she loves. But to some other tosser in a suit, you're not much. That's all I meant. Fuck, Andrew. Don't get the wrong end of things. I know I suck at this.

[paramedically]

No, you're right, Tab. She doesn't have to tell me anything to do with her work. It's none of my business. In fact, barely weeks into this thing, she doesn't have to tell me anything. I'm being a jealous and selfish prick.

[asinthecity]

No, I'm not! I'm wrong. I'm so, so wrong. I'm way off base. Don't listen to me, I'm crazy. I mean, I proposed to Luke. Clearly I'm a few chords short of a song.

[paramedically]

It's alright. I'm not about to fling myself off a cliff or anything. It's just obviously not going to be like a normal relationship. I guess I can deal with the secrets.