my fallin angel

chapter 11

Alex was riding in the back with Allison while Diego and five were at the front. They parked in front of the police station, trying to create a plan.

Diego: Okay, here's the plan.

Five: plan? I'm just gonna blink in and get the files.

Diego: no your not, I'm getting the files.

Allison: do you even know where the files are?

Diego: of course I do, I know the station like the backside of my head.

Allison: in bars.

As they were arguing, Alex already left and went in to get the files himself. Allison realized that Alex wasn't saying anything until she looked next to her.

Allison: where did Alex go?

Both five and Diego looked back to see the male gone.

Diego: what the hell.

Five: that son of a bitch, where did he go.

Alex pov

I walked right in to see Diego's ex.

Alex: hey, how you doing? Are you feeling okay?

Patch: I'm feeling great, is there something you need?

(Now you may be wondering..... why is office patch is still alive and not dead... well ill tell you.)

Flashback

When Diego walked, I walked in right behind him. He immediately went to officer patch, trying to stop the bleeding. Before he could say anything, I put him to sleep. I walked straight to patch.

Alex: this is going to be wired but trust me.

I started to heal officer patch. Her wounds wear all heald I step back and held out my hand to help her up.

Patch: h-how did you do that.

Alex: I'm the devil and I don't think this should be the way you should go... miss patch.

Patch: how do you know my name?

I pulled out my book, flip some pages until I found her name.

Alex: detective Eudora patch, ex-partner of Diego Hargreeves, attended a police academy. You met Diego in that police school... should I continue?

Patch: n-no, but why did you save me, I thought the devil was supposed to not feel remorse for human beings?

Alex: mmmh it's because I feel in love with a human but that's beside the point. I gave you back your life but it comes with a price.

Patch: that depends on what you want.

Alex: it's nothing bad patch, let's just say when I need a favor. You'll help me out... okay?

Patch: sure, and thank you...

Alex: Alex, Alex wassabi.

Normal time

Alex: I need a favor.

Alex took a seat, while patch moved her stuff in one spot.

Patch: What is your favor, mister Alex?

Alex: I need more information on a guy named Harold Jenkins. Mind if I can get them.

Patch: sure, but I can't give them to you... well not here exactly.

Alex: don't worry about it, theirs a blue car on the other side of the station. I'll be standing outside of the car. I'll wait for you.

Patch: okay, ill meet you there.