Jamie - The Journey Begins Ch. 30 - Up Down and Around

"Or drinking and being an idiot," I added. That bought a few laughs. It made dad laugh too.

"Well yeah, there's been plenty of that, hasn't there, over the years and recently too, I hear, hm ... reports of a few naked men running down the main street the other night ... Adam, Jamie, you know anything about that?"

We both held our hands up in fake surrender, replying in unison. "No, Mr. Spence, not sure what you're talking about."

"Hmm thanks, Adam. Anyway, Jamie, you have an infectious personality that has bought so many friends into your-our- lives. A few of them are here tonight, and I'm sure they'd struggle to say a bad word. Many of you were not able to witness Jamie and Ben's recent marriage in Texas. Tonight, we are here for a host of reasons, but united in one, to celebrate another milestone in his life."

"Your mom and I are so incredibly proud of you, Jamie. The inspiring way you've turned your life around, finding an amazing partner in Ben..."

Spontaneous applause broke out. Dad just paused, almost like it was rehearsed - he didn't even miss a beat.

"... Who must have enormous amounts of patience."

Fuck, dad! At that the whole place erupted in laughter. I saw Mason laugh just to the side. My mind was, 'what the hell are you laughing about, fucktard.' Ben must have sensed it, tightening his grip on my hand a little. Well, it worked, grounding me back to what dad was saying.

"It was not that long ago that Jamie - and I'm-sorry son - I don't mean to break confidences, but, we were talking about what he could do to turn around the 'mess', in his words, he was in. His marriage had failed, it was becoming toxic for them both. Jamie realized that it was invading all levels of his life."

Dad stopped for a second and smiled at me.

"That is such a hard concept, truth to finally come to terms with. To his credit, the first step was to resolve that, set them both free. As a measure to a testament to what some adulting, self-examination, and maturity can do, they are now at least friends."

I thought I would have felt more embarrassed. Secretly, I was still waiting for the nudes to be posted up, a room full of lifelong friends and fire-fighters, shit always is going to happen, right. Dad was in his element, not just talking or giving a speech. He has this skill, knack for being able to take us along, sweep up the room, and carry us on a magic carpet of words and phrases.

I've tried a few times at some big moments in mine and our family's lives to replicate the presence dad has, the way he can emphasize, turn on words, carry a phrase - no hope, it's just a gift, one that I don't have.

When he was in the job, the boss would often get dad to deliver all sorts of addresses to industry, community, and even government. He is just that good.

"To his credit, he then turned his attention to the service. The time had finally come to demonstrate what we all could see that he had the makings of - an exceptional Firefighter. It paid off with promotion to Inspector Spence, and acting-Superintendent many times!"

There was a loud round of applause, with a few 'Go Bingos!' Bingo was one of the nicer nicknames that I had in the job - I'd say 'Bingo,' when we got a job under control, ha-ha.

"Although Jamie doesn't like to take the most direct route in his personal life..." Yeah, that got a whole lot of laughs.

"... In this whole new 'I'm going to sort myself out' attitude he'd taken up. I'll tell you a little story about a visit to a bar or three one particular night: There are quite a few people in this very room that was part of this I think, hmmm... Don't hide, I can see you. Anyway, I'll give the PG13+ version: Jamie and his band of brothers had a few drinks, a flight to the US was booked and an application for leave made, all forgotten about till a call, or was it an email from HQ came the next day."

Louis yelled out, "BOTH!" More laughter at my expense.

"Thanks, Louis. So the rest is, well, why we're here. Honestly, I could go on for hours about our son. Jamie. Your mom and I want to say we're so proud of you and all that you've done."

I felt a gulp of emotion. I'm not that good at standing there and receiving praise - it's easier to get yelled at. Oops, maybe I've just had more of that in my life.

"The amazing young man you've become, the excitement of seeing you start building a life with Ben ... I can't wait to bear witness to the joy, challenges, and love you have for each other. We love you, son and Ben. We all wish you and Ben all the happiness the world has to offer."

With that mom and dad hugged us both. Yes, a few tears were flowing now. Shit, if they weren't, then you don't have a heart, hey.

Next came CFO Wilmer, flanked by DCO West. "Like Susan, I have had the pleasure of watching Jamie grow from a 15yo boy through to the outstanding firefighter-Inspector he is today. We in the family -- that is, this service - are proud of what you have given to our community, plus the many ways that you've impacted lives for the better."

Raine was gathering pace. You can tell when people giving a speech are in the zone, right? Maybe he was feeling the need to outdo Dad because, goddamn, he was zinging along.

"Every day, every shift, we are called to help those when their day is amongst the worst they'll ever have. They find comfort in the professional, sincere, steadying way our men and women of the service interact with them. It has such an immeasurable impact. Those skills are displayed 24/7, 365 days a year. There are at times, small positives that you get to take away from some of the most challenging jobs, it is in no way limited to the equipment they have, the training given. It's that inbuilt leadership on the truck, in the station, most importantly along with the hose, or in the hands, holding someone, giving them comfort in all the madness. It's a very individual thing. Only a few have that ability to lead by engagement and, James Spence, you are one of those."

Dad placed his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it a little, whispering in my ear, "You understand why Raine is in uniform, as is Susan, right. Because he's here primarily representing the fire service, not just because he knows you personally, but what you've achieved." I looked at dad for a moment. I hadn't even thought about why they were in uniform till I looked around and everyone in the job was in uniform. Wow - it just seemed normal - I was so used to seeing them in uniform, I guess observant as ever.

"Inspector Spence, your career in the service hasn't been the longest. When you look around this room, most of the faces of rank above leading firefighter, have 15-20 years of service up. But in the 12 years that you served our community, you have had an important impact not only on our community, but the firefighters around you. You were one of the youngest leading firefighters to apply for and pass a string of promotion courses. I had a quick look at your service records, Jamie. I'd like to share with everyone here, if I may?"

Was I supposed to give permission? "Sure, boss, no problem."

"Jamie, you've stepped up in a senior acting role above your rank on 163 shifts. That is more than triple that of your peers. Until your recent resignation, which takes effect June 30 by the way so you've still got time to change your mind, hmm?"

I looked at Ben for a moment, his face almost saying 'yeah, we can stay... works for me' - we'd had that conversation so many times recently, the same look on his face each time too. The answer was clear to me, though. "Thanks, boss, for your very kind offer but I'll kindly pass."

"Good choice," came a hushed voice from mom.

"Jamie, all of you here tonight, would it surprise you, that you were being fast-tracked onto the next Superintendent course? We could see that there was a lot more you could, and can, do in the job. While it's our loss that you won't be part of this service, you will always be part of the family. If you have any challenges in finding a new job in the states, I would be more than happy to referee for you, as would half the room, I'm sure." A few claps and the odd whistle broke out to that. "On behalf of us all, please everyone grab a drink. To Jamie!"

Everyone in a single voice echoed the toast, lifting their glasses. I have to say that man has a commanding presence about him. It was like the entire room almost... it felt like we were on the parade ground: he had everyone's attention. There wasn't a sound pretty much from the assembled group while he was speaking. I swear, when he raised the glass to toast, everyone came to attention.

The boss was in fine form tonight - in the zone. I remember back when I was in college, he came in and gave our recruit course a lecture on perspective, yeah perspective. He said it was fundamental to any emergency worker to keep perspective on the situation, the physical and mental needs of those we serve, but most all, to ourselves and families.

He's always been an inspiring orator and DCO Susan West was following behind him in the same vein. "Thank you, Boss and DCO. All my work colleagues gathered here. It's been my pleasure to be led by, inspired by, work with -- moreover, encouraged by your leadership. Can I ask everyone to toast, all of you here tonight?"

"TO US!"

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There were speeches and the odd story about shit that happened in the station houses or on jobs that luckily didn't end up on YouTube in the firefighter fails. I think one of the guys said that too.

Finally, it was my turn. Strangely enough, I wasn't nervous. I just opened my mouth and the words started to flow. "Firstly, I have to thank y'all, sorry you all!" that got a few laughs ... "for coming along tonight, not to say goodbye, but to celebrate so many things. Sure, I'm moving away, but we can spam each other online. Remember, we are as close as our cell, mobile phones or tablet. Please don't be strangers." Looking around the room - I didn't get to do a big speech at our wedding. Sure, I did a speech with all my family that was over there and the US connection, Ben's family and the friends that I've made too, but these people! They are my people, from where I'm from! Reaching around, pulling Ben a little closer, I continued, "...so, if you will, please indulge me."

I quickly took a sip of the drink Dave passed me - it made me cough. I looked at him: he was smiling, mouthing Vodka and Tonic water. Geez, wasn't sure what the ratio of vodka to tonic water was, but that was enough to kick start a chevy. "Ok, thank you to Mom and Dad, for not strangling me on the many occasions that I gave you cause to as a kid."

Someone yelled out -- "and as an adult too, Jamie."

"I know that voice. Shut up, Ty. Remember, if I go down, I know where the bodies are buried, ha-ha." Ty looked around the room, trying as much as he could to feign innocence - it wasn't working.

"But thanks, mom and dad. You are the best parents that any kid could ask for as I, we, were growing up you gave us all the love and support any kid or adult could ask for. For that, and a million other reasons, we all ... I love you so much and know just how lucky we are."

Well, that undid Mom. She started to cry, then Step, Katie and dickwad all appeared and started to hug her. I grabbed Dad, and stepping sideways for a moment, we joined them.

"To my sisters and brother, Lucas..." that caused a few laughs... "Love you. Oh, you mean my other brother, Mason? Yeah, I guess so... thanks guys for the laughs, the bruises, but above all, the love."

Wiping away a few of my own loose tears, I continued, "I'd also like to personally thank the boss and DCO for the support you gave me before I joined the service, in what was a pretty dark time for me. I know at times I doubted if I'd made the right choice - so did a few of my drill instructors and the lecturers. It might sound strange to some, but I'd also like to thank you and command... ok, with one or two exceptions." That caused a few giggles for those that knew the story about my ex-father-in-law, and a few questioning murmurs from those that were desperate to know what I was talking about. "But also, for not making the job easy for me either. It was good having to prove myself, I think. No, I know! I'm much better for it. To my friends, many of you have been unlucky in having me as a friend since Pre-school, Primary, and High school. I'm sorry for all that, but hey, it's been fun, right?" That started a host of whistling and hollering.

"To my partner in crime, and always has been..."

"Jamie, I have Lucas and Hailey here, mate." Todd was waving his cell phone around. With a few questions, they were on the big screen. "Hey y'all," I could see Hails and Lucas smiling and waving.

"Thanks, Todd! To my partner in crime, that for as long as I can remember was there with me, as I was with him. We've supported, teased, and joked with each other forever. Thank you, Lucas!"

"To the person that has saved me in so many ways, both physically, but more, mentally, emotionally, filling those gaps that need someone's love and caring to fill. Please can we please toast my Husband, but most of all soulmate, Ben?"

The entire ground in a single voice toasted him -- "TO BEN!"

"Ok, anyway, again, thank you, all of you, so much for being part of my life, now and into the future. Please enjoy the night and don't leave without finding me. Ok? Thank you." I touched my hand to my heart and tapped it a few times. "Love you all."

Suddenly, Billy Ocean -- Love really hurts without you -- started playing. Everyone was clapping, cheering, and singing to the music as a video started on the big screen. Lucas and Hailey were still visible, just a small square on the side, with Ben's parents, Uncle Reid and Ann Maire - a whole host of people appearing like a frame around the main screen. They could see it all from their end. Lucas was trying to do a homage to the Brady bunch. As the images rolled up, my only thought was, 'Good god! How did they get all of these!?! ' There were pictures from preschool days, all the way thru school until the other night, I passed out on the lawn at home after the guys and I drank 3 bottles of Schnapps, and yes, there was a collection of some of the nude run's we'd all done over the years, with the good bits blurred out. Yeah, there were a few wolf-whistles, and cheering to those, hey.

Couldn't help thinking although I looked pretty decent naked, was toned, and trimmed if you know what I mean - so it all looked good. The emotion of it all, I'd started laughing at what was rolling on, and people's reactions too, but inside it was taking a toll -- thankfully, no-one was able to see it.

Ben laughed the hardest, "OMG Jamie, that is so you. That weird face you get when you're drunk."

"Sweet Jeez, that was embarrassing and funny too." There were photos of cars, dirt bikes, my sisters dressing me up like a life-sized doll, 'thank god I started to grow, finally - they couldn't get stuff to fit me, my only savior," with a host of photos from Lucas and Hailey's wedding through to mine and Ben's. The last picture was of Ben and me at our wedding, under the arbor with everyone there looking at the camera. It was beautiful.

The music changed again - Daniel Powter -- Bad Day. The title came up: 'Those that are gone from here but not from our hearts.' The first image was of my grandparents on both sides of the family, with us kids; there were photos of mom and dad with them too. Ben looked at me and kissed my cheek, slipping his arm around me, as I looked back at the screen when a few photos of Sean, Lucas, Aiden and me in the States came on, of some aunts and uncles that had passed, even a few of our friends that had passed. Like everyone, life is a tough gig at times - we'd lost a couple of friends to the curse of depression and illness.

My mind rolled back for a moment when Sean came to visit while I was at High school Stateside. Us all riding dirt bikes with our mates, Gav and Dave, all my dearest friends, even the last picture of Sean and me before he died. I could feel the burning sensation spread all over me. I looked at Ben. "If I didn't know him, his love, I wouldn't have found you," I said, while throwing my arms around Ben, pulling his head against my neck.

Then the music changed. Tim McMorris - Forever in time came on. This started a collection of photos from work, starting with my first days at the fire service college, first drills. Shit, I had no idea, lol, my first shift, first promo course, a succession of them followed. Various phots of me covered in black soot, all manner of jobs: wild forest fires, house fires, rescue. The standout was of me laying on the hood of a car, holding the front passenger in place while the roof was being cut off, even a few animal rescues, bloody cats, ha-ha; appliances parked in-front of homes, with huge walls of fire coming toward them; shots from the cabin driving a blackened sky -- like midnight at 1400h, with trees on fire and embers blowing around like fruit blossom on a windy spring day; a few of me sleeping on the ground next to a truck after a nightlong bushfire firefight. I looked over to see who had put this together and I saw Steph and Susan West talking and smiling... of course.

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Finally, the night had to end. It was 0400 and pretty much everyone was still here. Man, some people are going to be very tired today. Luckily, Ben and I can sleep on the flight, hey. It was just a touch after 0500h when we go back to my place. Adam and Julie went off to bed after a few goodnights and hugs. "Thank you guys, thank you. I know you had a big hand in that too - mom told me - thank you, guys."

As we walked to my room, I had a thought. I haven't done-it here with anyone, in this apartment - then like an electric shock - or my truck!

"Hey Ben..." I walked into the bedroom. He was standing there in those sexy red trunks, the ones I freaked out about that time -- yes,. I think he could see my thoughts on my face.

"OMG Jamie, you are a horndog."

"I know, but look,,," I gestured up and down at him. "Who the hell could not want you, all the time? You're so fuck'n hot."

He didn't need convincing. "But first, can we make out a bit in the truck, you know," I said, wiggling my eyebrows.

"You wanna, in your truck?"

"Yeah... can we, please?"

"Ok, I'm good with that." And just as quickly, he grabbed my hand and led me down to the truck in the garage, quietly closing the internal door from the apartment.

I couldn't believe my luck: he was so hot for it. I grabbed one of the outdoor large cushions that were in the wall rack and threw it in the tub. Before I knew it, Ben was in the back and his trunks were off. We were kneeling chest to chest, making out like there was no tomorrow.

Ben slipped his hand between us and started to stroke us together.

"OMG, this is amazing, Ben." It felt like our animal instincts were taking over, again!

"Jamie..." Ben let go of our cocks and turned around. He leaned forward, bracing himself on the rear tub below the cabin rear window. "Jamie, fuck me."

I didn't need to be asked twice. I gently slipped inside him - the spit worked somewhat, but he was going to be sore tomorrow if I go too far without lube. Damn, he was hot, pushing back on me, matching me stroke for stroke.

"Oh God Jamie, I think I'm gonna cum if we keep this up."

"Ok, let's stop." Ben looked around at me with a confused and almost angry look on his face.

"No, I mean, let's stop here and go up to the bedroom and continue."

"Ok, let's go." I pulled out of Ben and we climbed out of the truck, quietly made our way to the bedroom, where we took up from where we were.