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In the Heat of the Moment Pt 2 (Felix and Calhoun)Sergeant Calhoun had tried to sleep that night, but her memories were thick enough to drip into reality, and after racking her skull for too long over the same old tired thing, she decided she wasn’t going to sleep the rest of her life.
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Instead she found herself in the gym in a far corner of hero’s duty where the punching bag she had become acquainted with through years of training and stress was still there to keep her company.
Two days ago she had been doing the same thing whenever she had free time. Tonight was no exception and for three hours she had been punching her anger away, and whenever her hands protested against the gestures, and the skin under her bandaged knuckles began to split, all she had to do was picture Felix instead of the punching bag and her energy returned in a sudden wave.
Technically, Felix had apologized for being an idiot, but to Calhoun didn’t count it, because it had been so pathetic, and she hadn’t even heard from him for two