#frickinwarrior

     Normally Alex would have relished a couple days trapped in the house so long as Jo was by his side, but they weren’t exactly on the best of terms right now. And what was worse, neither of them were the type to sit down and calmly work through their frustrations with meaningful words. No, they were both the blow up and stalk off until they cooled down type, which was normally fine, but being on the outs during a dangerous windstorm wasn’t going to fair well for them he didn’t think. He would have sworn he could feel the tension between them like it was a tangible thing, even when they weren’t in the same room. 

     It was easy for him to brush off her irritation as irrational because he didn’t really get it. Every argument they had lately seemed to boil down to one singular concern. Meredith. But there was no reason to be jealous, he was sure she knew that, so he was starting to think his best friend was just the thing Jo had decided to latch onto when she was really indicative of a much larger problem. But if there was something else, Jo wasn’t telling and he clearly wasn’t seeing it. He’d stopped trying to get anything out of her by now because they were only going around in circles without coming any closer to an answer, but avoiding each other wasn’t exactly possible right now. He could hear the wind whistling outside as he paced in the living room, his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans as he heard the faint sound of Jo rummaging around for something in their room. He squared his shoulders, mentally preparing himself for the argument that seemed to be inevitable as he stepped into the doorway of their room and leaned against it. 

“Asking for completely hypothetical reasons, obviously,” She begins, deciding to presume that everyone has found out about her and the Chief by now; news and gossip travel fast through the Seattle Fire Department, and Vic feels like exactly the same must be true when it comes to their medical counterparts.