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Sargent grey made his way upstairs, he got to the top of the 1st set of stairs and stopped, he turned around to face the station.
'As you all have probably heard, we have one of the most dangerous criminals on the loose, his street name Is...uhm.. Fishy whisy.' Sargent boomed, but got hesitant to say his street name.
That got a laugh from the crowd.
'Who names themselves fishy wishy.' Tim whispered to Lucy, his rookie, she sniggered in return.
'I don't know, it might have been a bet.' She whispered back.
'Finished your conversation? Bradford?' Grey yelled, making Chen and Bradford embarrassed.
'Yes sir.' Tim said, tensing up and putting his hands on his duty belt.
'His name is fishy wishy because after he kills his victims he dismembers them and feeds them to fish.'
The whole station went silent.
'As I was saying, We put a plan together, Officer Nyla harper will go undercover with officer Chen as low-life drug addicts making a deal with him.'
Tim, who wasn't aware of the plan, turned to Lucy with a concerned and angry expression.
She was disappointed by his reaction, she had wanted something slightly better than what she got, but she had expected it.
'We'll surround them, ambush them and detain him and crew, that's why we need as many people as we can get.' Grey continued.
The officers below him all said 'I'm in.' or 'Yes sir.'
|The Ambush|
Lucy had a black leather jacket and a White T-shirt, blue jeans and black boots on.
Nyla had a creme body warmer, orange top, jeans and boots on.
Their outfits had been modified to look tattered and dirty.
Nyla and Lucy walked past the 'No entry sign' and into the entrance of the building.
'Remember the safe words, and don't slip up.' Nyla said before they got up the last flight of stairs.
They got to two double doors, Nyla pushed them open to reveal A man and 5 bodyguards standing beside him, only the man wasn't 'Fishy Wishy'.
'Who are you?' Nyla asked, keeping the fear out of her voice.
'In Jacob, Jacob Keirson, I'm filling in for my dear friend fishy Wishy.' The man said, while looking at Nyla and Lucy up and down.
Lucy was unsettled, she fought the urge to bite her bottom lip while Nyla talked.
'So have you got our drugs.' Nyla asked, stepping forward.
'Yea, I would ask if you had the money, but you could pay in another way.' Jacob said and his eyes settled on Lucy.
'Are you suggesting something.' She asked, tilting her head and smirking.
'I mean, I thought junkies were supposed to be, well..ugly, but you two proved that wrong.' he said, getting up from his chair.
He walked over to Lucy and stood in front of her, licking his lips.
Lucy internally cringed, but on the outside she seemed intrigued.
He placed his hands on her hips and she grabbed them.
'slow down, I want the good stuff first, then we can talk about payment.' She said, Jacob laughed, and looked ready to punch her in the face.
Jacob walked away from them, and rummaged in the drawer.
He pulled out a remote, one that was familiar and made Nyla and Lucy freeze.
'This might be familiar to you, it's a bomb detonator, I suggest you run.' he said and his thumb hovered over the button.
Lucy and Nyla wasted no time, they ran past the double doors while Nyla screamed into her mic that it was a trap and to evacuate.
Lucy spotted Tim, standing behind a wall, she ran over to him.
'did you not hear Nyla's radio warning!?' She yelled, still out of breath.
'What warning?' Tim asked.
Lucy grabbed his hand and ran towards an exit
Then there was a loud boom, a deafening boom.
They were thrown back by impact, and hit off the floor. glass, bricks and plaster came flying in all directions.
They both passed out, lying on the floor covered in the fallen buildings walls.
|Nyla|
She was running, running faster than she ever had, officers ran behind her.
She got out of the building to where Grey and most of the team were.
Panting, she walked up to grey, she turned around to tell Lucy something when she noticed she wasn't there.
'Hey, was Lucy behind me?' She asked.
'No, but we need to get away from this building now.' Sargent grey said and led her away from the building.
Nyla watched the windows, she saw officers running either out or into the building.
'Are they running out or in the building?'
'What are you talk-' Grey didn't get to finish the sentence.
The building exploded, debris flying everywhere, striking officers standing too close, they all ducked to instinct.
All their ears rang, Nyla had fallen to the ground and covered her ears.
She got up slowly and cautiously, her mouth open, she snapped it shut and started coughing on all the dust and plaster.
She shook her head and hit her ear with the palm of her hand.
She stumbled over to the paramedics, who were barking orders and trying to help all the injured officers and citizens that were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
One of the paramedics faced her, Bailey.
'We'll have fatalities and injury statistics in a few, were frantic to round all the injured up.' she said, and grabbed a stretcher from the back of the ambulance.
Nyla nodded and helped her with the stretcher.
|Angela|
She ran out of the building, About to tell Grey her rookie ran off into the direction where the undercover operation was.
She noticed Nyla running out of the building,many officers following but Lucy was nowhere to be seen.
Then a loud boom, Angela ducked and covered her ears, her left ear was ringing and she looked over to where the sound came from.
The main part of the building has been blown up, Officers and paramedics running around trying to rescue people and find missing ones.
'Shit, no,no,no!'.She said and ran towards Celina.
'Celina, did you see Jackson.' She asked, Celina looked around and shook her head.
'No, I didn't see him? Why, was he in the building?' Celina asked, but she never got her question answered because a paramedic called her over to help lift a young woman onto a stretcher to take her to the hospital.
Her radio went off, it was officer Jan, he was panting and his voice trembled with fear.
'W-we lost 3 officers to the bomb instantly, uhm, they got too close.'
Then she heard Grey's voice.
'Who, I need names, and your location.'
Officer Jan spoke again.
'O-officers Ansell, Desel, And West, I'm just walking out the entrance.'
Angela gasped and her knees buckled, she clutched the radio so hard her knuckles turned white, her rookie was dead because he wanted to play the hero.
Officer Jan staggered out of the building's entrance, he was shaken and covered in blood.
A paramedic took him under their wing and led him to an ambulance, most likely to check for injury and clean up.
|Grey|
'How many losses?' Sargent grey asked as he ran his hand down his face.
'5 that we know of' Nyla said, still processing what she had just seen.
'How many injured.' He continued, resting his hands on his belt.
'Well, 1 seriously injured, 10 minor injuries and everyone else has cuts, scratches bruises.' Nyla answered, and showed him her scratched up arm.
'Whose seriously injured.' he asked
'Chen.'
'Where is she.'
'With Tim, he radioed About her injuries but he doesn't know where he is, the paramedics can't find them, we think they're still inside the building.'
'That building is about to collapse, you should go check on Angela.' Grey said, shifting from foot to foot.
'we know the other cops that died.' Nyla said.
'Who.'
'Officer Harez and Leon.'
Grey nodded sadly, tears stinging his eyes,
He stumbled and sat down on a bit of fallen brick, he put his hand on his face and sobbed into it.
Nyla patted his back as she walked over to comfort Angela, who was crying that her rookie was dead and her best friend Was stuck inside a building waiting to collapse.
|John|
It looked like world war 3, parts of the crumbling building scattered everywhere, every single thing in a 20 mile radius was covered in plaster, mortar and brick fragments.
He was carefully taking steps, trying not to trip over a brick.
They had been sent out to find survivors or remains.
No survivors yet, the only thing they could find was arms, legs or a full body.
He saw a moving finger, he screamed for the team nearest to him over.
Him and the other officers and firefighters lifted the piece of wall off the survivor.
A young woman,her blonde hair stained with the blood seeping from her head, she looked up at John, blood seeping out of her mouth.
He and other officer's carefully dragged her out and the firefighters and EMT's worked to try and stabilise her for the ambulance to make its way over.
John watched as the EMT's did CPR and put pressure of the wounds, he looked over his shoulder, he saw another leg, the bone sticking out the shin, and a pool of blood surrounding it.
He walked towards it, the shoe of the deceased person still intact.
That's when he saw the rest of the body, stuck under a pile of bricks.
It was a man, looked to be in his 20's, his jaw was broken and blood continuously poured out his mouth, his hand was hanging off by a threat, swaying in the wind and around him papers from the briefcase he was carrying flew around and got stuck on bricks.
John looked away from the horrific sight, fighting back tears, he walked back to the woman, and an ambulance had arrived and they stabilized her enough to lift her onto a stretcher and into the ambulance.
His wife bailey, saw him, she ran over to him and lunged into an embrace.
'Oh, I was so scared, I didn't know if that was your hand or leg.' she sobbed as he ran his hand up and down her back.
'It's okay, I'm here and in one piece.' he reassured her.
She stepped back and sighed, she spotted the leg he had and shook her head.
'You need a body bag, I found the rest of the body.' John said, she nodded.
'This is so tragic, so many civilians were killed unnecessarily.' She said, choking back tears.
'I know, I know.'
|Tim|
His rookie had been fading in and out of consciousness.
They both suffered pretty serious injuries.
He was holding her close, trying to apply pressure to a shotgun wound at the same time.
Before he woke up she had tied her belt around his bleeding leg and ripped the white t-shirt she was wearing for a bandage on his arm.
The building shuddered again, another sign that it was not safe to be inside of it.
'Lucy, please wake up.' He whispered and shook her.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.
'Tim?' she raised, then coughed and winced.
'Cmon, we have to get out of here the building is about to collapse.' He said and
hauled her up and slung his arm over her shoulders, she did the same thing, they used each other as a crutch.
Every step hurt, Tim hopped on his right leg and Lucy winced with every step she took.
'Is that an exit.' Lucy whispered, her voice too hoarse to talk normally.
'mhm, yea' Tim huffed.
The building whined again, and dust fell from the roof above them, showering them in concrete, plaster and dust.
Lucy stumbled and fell forward she made a whimpering noise, Tim caught her, she'd gone unconscious again.
'Shit..Lucy?' Tim murmured, even though his leg hurt like hell he wrapped one of his arms around her back and picked up her legs with the other.
Her head lolled back, her already loose bun became looser and the baubles threatened to snap.
Tim limped towards the exit,carefully stepping past all the fallen bricks, plaster and mortar.
He stepped outside, he saw officers running in all directions, officers pushing civilians back from the shuddering building, Ambulances treating people for injuries and 5 bodies on the floor in body bags.
Angela spotted him first, she shouted for the team while Tim was struggling to stand upright.
Tim's leg gave in and he fell into his knees, still holding onto Lucy, he put her down so that her head rested on his lap.
He traced her temple and moved loose hair strands from her face.
'We'll be safe soon Chen.' he whispered just enough for her to hopefully hear.
Angela was the first to run over, she instantly hugged Tim and sobbed into his shoulder.
The paramedics came next, they helped Tim to the ambulance where he put Lucy down on a stretcher, and then they guided him towards another ambulance.
They drove them to the hospital to treat them for their injuries, Tim had surgery on his leg and had it casted and they stitched his arm up and told him to rest.
|Later|
Angela walked in first, her eyes red and puffy from crying, Jack was beside her, he couldn't understand why his mum was crying so much.
'hello Tim.' she said,
'Hello Angela' he said back.
She laughed though sobs, and lifted jack up.
'How's Lucy.' Tim asked.
'She'll pull through, she's lucky, that bullet was deep.'
Angela sat down on the bed, she smiled and sniffled.
'you know you're going to have to be in a wheelchair?' she said grinning.
'Absolutely not, I'll jump out that window if I have to.' He said and pointed towards the window in his room, Angela laughed and patted his leg.
'Ouch! Did you forget it was broken?' He Protested.
'I never thought I would hear a genuine 'ouch' coming out of Tim Bradford's mouth.' she sniggered
'Oh shut up.' he rolled his eyes.
|Grey|
He was sitting in his office, all he could think about was the officers he lost.
He had to find a way to distract himself, so he decided to pay the officers in hospital a visit.
He started with officer Keith Thompson who had suffered a broken leg.
Then officer Jacob Smith, part of the bomb squad who was sent inside to check for more bombs but it failed miserably and he smashed off the wall, hitting his tailbone and ended up paralysed.
'How are you holding up?' Grey asked, walking towards him.
'Fine, I was planning on retiring anyway, I guess I get a disability bonus now.' he laughed, grey huffed a laugh.
After their conversation grey left to check up on Carter, his room was empty, a nurse was making the bed.
'Where's Mathew Carter?' Grey asked, fear edging in his voice.
'He was discharged, he only had a broken arm.' She said.
He sighed a sigh of relief and nodded thanks to the nurse.
The other officer, officer Andrews has been discharged too.
So the only ones left to check up on were officer Chen and bradford.
He walked to Tim's room, after he would visit Lucy.
He got into Tim's room, he wasn't there was no chance he had been discharged, he noticed Angela's handbag on a chair, he raised an eyebrow in confusion.
He walked towards Lucy's room, he hoped he would find Tim in there.
And he did, he was sitting next to Angela crutches next to him and he had Lucy's hand in his, rubbing circles into it, which seemed out of the ordinary for his rookie.
He noticed grey and snatched his hand back, Angela gave grey a sad smile as he walked over.
'Never have I ever seen such affection towards a rookie.' Grey said, disappointment in his voice.
Tim stared into space, trying to find words to explain.
'He's just shook,they've gone through the same trauma as each other, they survived an explosion, cut them a break?' Angela said, Tim looked at her and nodded to grey as if to say 'yep, that's what's going on'.
He looked at Lucy, she was still asleep, her bedside monitor beeping at the pace it should be.
He looked at Tim, still suspicious, but brushed it off.
'Tell me when she wakes up, I have to get rest, you too, both of you, do you hear me?' he asked.
'yes sir.' they said in unison.
Grey nodded and walked out of the room.
Angela said goodbye and left to get her handbag, leaving Tim and Lucy alone.
'Wake up soon, please.' Tim Whispered.
He leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead.
Tim walked to the other side of the bed, he climbed in, wincing when his casted leg hit off of something.
her arm wrapped over his chest and her head moved to rest on his shoulder, all in her sleep.
He slid his arm under her shoulders and kissed her forehead, he lightly traced her cheek with his fingertips.
He ended up falling asleep.
She woke up later, she groaned, her whole body ached.
Tim turned his head, he was still laying next to her.
'Hello sleeping beauty.' He said, retracing his arm from under her shoulders.
'Very funny.' She croaked, she noticed the crutches by the bedside.
'Are those for me?' she asked.
'no, they're mine.' Tim answered.
'Of course you opted for the crutches, Tim Bradford is never to be seen in a wheelchair of any sort.' Lucy giggled.
Lucy's laughing ceased and she winced again, sparking fear in Tim.
'I'm fine, I just laughed too hard.' She said, seeing the panic on his face.
He smiled and kissed her forehead again, he climbed off the bed and over to the other side, using the bed as support.
'where are you going?' she asked, a smirk playing on her face.
Tim picked up the phone and texted someone.
'notifying grey that you're alive.' he said, and she let out a breathy laugh.
Lucy opened her mouth to talk, she heard a phone camera take a picture.
|Angela|
She'd gotten jack and Emmy to rest, she kissed Wesley goodbye before heading back to the hospital.
When she got to Tim's room, it was empty, which she hadn't anticipated, she felt something in her gut change, something wasn't right.
She walked to Lucy's room, hoping for answers, and she did find them there.
They both were in her hospital bed, arms wrapped around each other, sleeping against each other.
She smiled, she knows they knew damn well this wasn't allowed, but love has no rules.
She took her phone out and snapped a picture of them, just to tease them in the future, no Biggie.
She walked over to the bed and softly placed her fingers on the end of the mattress.
She hadn't seen Tim this happy since he was dating Isabel, then that relationship went downhill very fast, only 2 years into their marriage she had become addicted.
Since then she had wanted to see her friend happy and in love with another woman again, one that wouldn't break his heart.
Probably why she knew him and Lucy were such a good couple, both had been heartbroken and betrayed.
She'd came back later, only to find them smiling at each other.
She snapped a picture of them and Lucy whipped her head around, so did Tim.
'It's only me.' Angela said and put her hands up in mock surrender.
Angela noticed the awkward expression on their faces, and rolled her eyes.
'oh please, I know, I found out yesterday when you two were sleeping in the same hospital bed.'
'What!' Tim exclaimed.
'Don't worry I won't tell anyone, pinky promise.' she held out her pinky to him and smiled at Lucy.
'glad you're awake.' She said, Lucy smiled at her and nodded.
'So anymore secrets I need to know about? Any engagements, Children...?' She teased.
'Oh shut up.' Tim said, an unimpressed expression on his face.
'Brighten up Tim.' She said, and patted his shoulder, harder than she normally would.
'so not yet.' Angela answered for them, and neither of them fought back.
'when you two do have a kid can you name it after me?' she asked, puppy dog eyes.
'Maybe.' Lucy said and Tim glared at her, she put her hand up in mock surrender.
'Sorry!'