Sidekick or Psychic?
(Previously: That's My Line)
By Audrey W.
Johnny and Roy sat on the bench in the locker room. Gage had found out the shift before that his latest love interest, Valerie, had three children; and they weren't exactly model kids. The boy had been bitten by a dog after biting it, and the rest, well, didn't leave a good impression on either paramedic.
"They aren't even nice kids. One bites, the other wants to know how much money I make and the little one just walks around going 'dada dada'," Johnny was explaining. He then continued on with more, while Roy tried to help with suggestions. DeSoto mentioned Johnny maybe leaving her and that he didn't see her as being all that honorable. Johnny brought up a point that was making it hard to know what to. . .
"I've never in my life done so well with such a beautiful chick," he said. After finishing his comment, Gage shot a quick glance at his partner. "How'd you do that?"
Roy was baffled. "What?"
"Say what I said when I said it."
"Yes you did. I saw your lips moving and you mouthed what I was saying as I said it. So how'd you know what I was gonna say? You psychic or somethin'?"
"You're imagining things."
Johnny shook his head. "No way, man. I know what I saw. Man, if you're psychic, we can make some safe investments!" He looked up as he carried on. "We could win at horse racing, dog racing. . .heck, we could even go on 'Let's Make a Deal' and win the big deal!"
Roy shook his head. "Sorry, but I'm not psychic."
"Look, you said my lips moved at the same time you made the comment."
Johnny nodded. "They did. And you said the exact same thing as me."
"Okay, well, how do you know you didn't read my mind and say what I was thinking?"
Johnny opened his mouth to reply, then changed his mind and sat quietly in thought. Roy grinned. It looked like he'd gotten his partner off of his back. After a short period of time, Gage spoke.
"You know, Roy, you've got a good point. Kind of like which came first, the chicken or the egg."
Roy nodded. "Exactly."
"Soooo. . .that means we'll never know for sure. . ."
"Probably not." DeSoto waited for the next words out of his partner's mouth. He hoped he'd managed to nip Gage's idea that he was the psychic one.
Johnny ran a hand through his hair. "So if one of us is psychic, how come neither one of us knew about those kids?"
Before Roy could respond, Johnny was back to wondering what he was going to do about Valerie, all the talk of psychic forgotten. The senior paramedic sighed.
Me psychic. . .now that's crazy. He looked at the younger man still trying to figure out what to do and shook his head slightly. I don't know why he's so worked up over this decision. She'll probably just dump him for a lawyer anyway.