Where was Adam?

Day Four of Blogtember: A story about a time you were very afraid.

A time I was afraid?  Hmm, well I am afraid of the most random things, but I guess one night that I was very afraid was the night that someone went missing at my previous job, at Grandfather Mountain.

No worries, they found the person.  But, what I was afraid of is that Adam was called in for the search. This person went missing since close (because they account for every car in the parking lot) so that was around 7pm, and Adam didn't get service on the mountain (obviously) but, he couldn't contact me. 

Adam and I were both apart of the fire department, so not only did we get a call from the department, but he was already there due to work, and got called to stay for work. (He was a Ranger) 

But, I was Resident Director of the Houses at school, and I was on duty at the time and so I couldn't leave to help.   Adam was there since closing at 6pm, and I continuously didn't hear from him up to when I got off duty at 1 in the morning.  I texted a friend of his that also worked at the Mountain, around 2:30am and he was also helping on the search, and he said that they found him a little bit ago, and that he was on his way home.

I started freaking out...I am a huge worry-wart, and I make up situations in my head, like maybe he got in a car accident, or hurt himself on the way home, or something just happened because he didn't respond to some calls and texts.  So, I got up and drove, I sped, I went as fast as possible to the mountain.  By this time is was about 3 in the morning, and I turned to go up the hill.  I was almost to the entrance when I saw Adam's truck coming towards me.

I was balling my eyes out, Thank God that he was okay.  I pulled off to the side of the road and sat there, and he came up next to me.  Rolled down his window and asked if I was okay, and what was wrong?  At this point, anger hit me and I just said. "Are you kidding me? Do you know what time it is? I was so worried!" And then I just zoomed away, back to school.

He came home, right behind me and apologized and then snuggled with me the rest of the night.  His phone died and he was doing back-tracking work with a fellow Ranger to make sure that everything else was okay. 

I know it seems weird of me to be "afraid," but when you love someone so much, you care and panic at things because the love is so strong and you get so worried.

But, anywho, I know it isn't a perfect story, but just remember to love, always!

XOXO,

Cassie