Thread: I save you, you saved me (Charliesweb7 & RVJ94)

It was her off day, spending it running errands such as grocery shopping, working out and going to the bank. Which she was currently standing in line for. She didn't always get a full day off, so she needed to do as much as she could. The young woman sighed as she shifted her weight onto her other foot, crossing her arms across her full chest. She looked at the people in line in front of her, counting who there was. 5 people. 4 males and 1 female. The only other female was an older woman, short and hunched over a bit. It was odd that she was the youngest woman there.Not that matter really anyways. It was an unbearably hot day in Dallas, a heat wave surging through the entire country. Which is why she was wearing a pair of white shorts and a lime green tank top over a pair of flip flops. She had tanned skin, her standing about 5 6 with a very curvy body. She was not that big but she certainly had the curves in the perfect places. Leaning more towards plus sized rather than a model runway size. Toned and lean figure, large breasts, smaller waist, bigger hips, strong legs, and a nice rear. It was due to her being a swimmer and active most of her life. She had light freckling on her face which was mainly concentrated around her nose, under her eyes and cheeks. It was barely noticeable every day but in the right light it was seen. It gave her face character. Rich green eyes and brownish red hair completed her look. Her hair tumbled down her back in soft waves, ending right around her bra line in the back. Maybe a few inches past that. Amelia was looking forward to just relaxing at the pool later on today. She was glad to be back in Dallas. Perhaps she was there for a few reasons? When Amelia Maxine Davenport was born, she had a heart defect. A rather large hole in her heart that was patched up a few days after she was born. She had really no troubles with for most of her life. Until she was 14. She progressively got worse over a few months, declining rather rapidly. Her heart was not working properly and a new mesh would not fix the problem. Her heart was too weak and the only option left was a transplant. She was immediately put on the transplant list, hoping they could find a perfect match before time was up. Each day went by and they looked bleaker and bleaker no one was a match. She had to be put on a machine that kept her heart beating to keep her alive. Sometimes donors waited years before they got a transplant. She had months left. It seemed that she would die...until a tragic accident occurred. A 13 year old boy was killed by a drunk driver in the town over. And he turned out to be an exact match to Amelia. So she went into emergency surgery to have her new heart transplanted. Of course her family was thankful that Amelia was alive now, however sad for the other family. They wanted to contact the other family but could not due to privacy issues. So Amelia was living a normal life, only a small scar from the incision in surgery left to remind her physically. She had probably used so much cream to make that scar smaller. It had embarrassed her and she wanted to wear a bikini. She was an active swimmer and was able to do many things she never thought possible. Run a half marathon race. Go rock climbing. Travel. But she wanted to meet the other family. It had been something that had been nagging her for a while. She wanted to thank the other family for their son giving her a new life. Maybe become close to them? Not that she could ever replace their son but hopefully they would possibly accept her. So she researched and was able to track down the twin brother, Joseph Giordano, who was living in Dallas. Ironically, she got an offer from a hospital in Dallas to intern there. Hence, her being in Dallas. Also, she grew up around Dallas as well and her family still lived in the suburbs. Ever since she got her heart, she wanted to be a doctor. Amelia had finally tracked down the older brother and had been following him a bit. Well not like stalking him. Just googling him. He was a right wing forward for the Dallas Star. How would she approach him? Not like you could go up and say Hi. You dont know me but I got your brother's heart. Like that would go over well. How often could you just casually meet a NHL hockey player? She didnt know that much about him. She only knew where he worked and his looks. Maybe his favorite coffee place as he posted it on Facebook. He was a seriously incredibly attractive man, someone she wished to get to know. Maybe in due time... A 5 10 man dressed in all black got ready. He had 2 black duffel bags and a rather large gun in his hands. He was prepping himself, then slipping the mask over his head. He nodded to the other 3 men, who pulled their masks over their face. They were almost ready. They were all roughly the same height, give or take a few inches. Roughly same build as well. Generally, they looked like they blended in with the normal population of males. They were in a van outside and then got out, leaving the last man in the drivers seat as the get away driver. They soon busted into the bank, tending to their jobs. Guy A took care of the security cameras, spraying them black so no one could see. This wasnt amateur hour. These guys seemed to know what they were doing. Guy B fired shots into the ceiling, screaming Everyone down on the floor or I shoot you! Guy C took out the security guard, pumping 3 bullets into his chest with ease. Hands on your head! He screamed in a deep voice. Guy D headed over to the teller, waving the gun in her face. If you press the silent alarm, I will kill you all! He commanded. The three tellers showed their hands, obviously freaked out. The one that previously blacked out the cameras, Guy A, grabbed the first teller and led them back to the vault. Guy B and C stood guard, making sure no one was trying to use their cellphone or anything. Guy D shoved a duffel bag at the teller, commanding him to fill it. Hurry! He screamed.