wheelsy_sheriff

It's taken a little longer than he had hoped to get things together with the department in order to schedule some time off, but Bill's finally managed it (leaving him owing Dave big), and now he just needs to get out.

The morning's been busy. Bill and Dave spent part of it intervening in a feud between a couple of old-timers, rounding up a lot of stray piglets, and talking Mrs. Freeda down from a statue out in front of the post office, where she was giving a tirade over the increasing cost of stamps.

After seeing her home safely and being "forced" into a couple pieces of pie, Bill is in a rush when he gets back to the station.

He moves around the office, getting things straight while Dave follows him around, and Nancy, the dispatcher and receptionist, trails them, trying to get Bill's attention.

"Head back out and check on Otis and Dale tomorrow," Bill says over his shoulder to Dave. "Those two were pretty riled this time, an' you know they won't let the other alone if they feel wronged."

Dave nods, Nancy speaks up.

"Sheriff-- "

Moving for his desk, Bill grabs a stack of paperwork and shoves it into a file, ignoring Nancy.

"Remind Rudy he's helpin' at the church rummage sale, an' you gotta put in the payroll Monday mornin', I won't be back in time for it."

"Got it, sheriff."

"Hey, sheriff-- "

Bill walks past Nancy and shoves the file he just stuffed into a cabinet.

"You got where t'reach me," Bill continues, "but, I don't want no calls 'less there's another invasion or Pete gets his hands on a nuke, alright?"

"Alright," Dave nods, popping off half a salute that earns him a Look. Shaking his head, Dave holds his hands up. "Relax, Bill, things'll be fine. So, relax, an' have a good time."

"Okay, I'll-- "

"Bill."

Nancy finally gains Bill's attention. Huffing, she holds out a small stack of papers.

"These come while you were out. They're-- "

Bill makes a face at the papers, taking them and reaching for a pen.

"Where do I put it?"

"These are for-- " Nancy tries again and Bill shakes his head.

"Where do I sign?"

Nancy shuffles the pages, pointing out a few spots.

"They came through this mornin'," Nancy says, watching him.

Bill leans against the desk and puts down quick signatures and initials, then hands it back, returning his focus to Dave.

"Don't let things fall apart while I'm gone."

Dave snorts and Bill smiles.

"See y'all later."

Bill grabs his keys and heads out quick, leaving behind a smiling Dave, and a flustered Nancy.

*****

Stepping through the front door, Bill heaves a sigh, smiling as he works the buttons off on the front of his uniform.

"Finally got away. You ready?"