Just Another Day On The Job

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The shots kept coming. I nodded towards the back to let Blake know that I was going around back. He nodded and I went running, missing a bullet my inches when it went through the window. Hoping over the fence, I quietly went to the back door and opened it. I slinked in and noticed that Porter was coming straight for me. My gun was pointed at him as his was at me. "Put the gun down. We just want to question you. That's all.", he didn't seem to care and shot me right at my chest. The breath was taking out of me as I fell to the floor, my gun sliding away from me.

Thank God I had my bullet proof vest on under my shirt. Like I always did. Just in case.

I was waiting for him to come a little closer, and when he did I pulled my leg up and tripped him making him drop his gun and fall to the side. I got up ready to fight. I could hear sirens and knew other officers weren't far away. I felt pain on my face from Porter punching me, making me get away from my thoughts.

Punch, kick, punch, punch, punch, kick. It was a little easier since he was drunkingly slipping and misjudging where his punches were going. Backing me up into a corner, i couldnt help but feel trapped. I guess he was still in the army and had the training. Never thought that he could still fight while he was part drunk. I could hear everyone trying to break down the door, but as I looked over I could see that Porter had put a two by four blocking anyone from coming in. Great.

My attention was back on my attacker when he grabbed ahold of my hair and pushed me against the wall. I could smell the alcohol. Ugh. I silenting pulled out my tazor and got him in the side, making him drop. I put him on his stomach and put cuffs on him, panting, catching my breath. I could feel the pain from the bullet that had been caught by my vest and I felt blood coming from my head. Great. Now Blake is going to fuss over me. I opened the door to only have guns pointed at me but once they saw it was me they put them down and swat went in to attend the already handled situation.

I could see Blake and my captain running towards me. Blake asking me if im okay, and my captain saying that I needed to go to the ambulance to get checked up on while he went inside. While I was walking to the ambulance I could see Blake walking with me. Looking very concerned. "What the hell happened in there!? What happened to you?!" I sighed while I took off my shirt, hissing when I moved my arm, to reveal my vest which was over a tank top. "Let me help you get that vest off. Your arm needs to get fixed. Thankfully it's only a graze." Blake took off my vest only to see the shine of the bullet that was mushroomed because of the vest. "You were shot?! You're going to have a bruise from that and all the fighting it looks like you did. He better look worse.", all I could do was chuckle. Just a worry wort that man. I guess my body told him everything of what happened so I didn't have to say anything.

Although his gaze was boring into me, wanting to make sure I was okay. " Yes Blood I'm fine. Just a little sore. And you can look to your right to see if he looks worse.", his gaze was headed right towards Porter, who was being escorted out by swat, and all Blake could was laugh. I got a glare from Porter only gave him a smile and a small salute. Only making his glare worsening, im pretty sure I would be six feet under right now just by it.

I could see my captain coming towards us with a worried look in his eyes, while I was shooing away the paramedic. He was like a father to me ever since I was just a beat cop. He grabbed my chin with two hands and turned my head two times to see the bruising. He sighed, "Okay you know the procedure, I need your gun while IAB gets everything they need, and you're on desk duty for now. Also, here's your tazer back. Look, Wolf you go home. Blood will drop you off since you have a concussion and obviously need to get some rest. No arguing about how your fine. Just do what I say. SWAT is taking Porter to the jail so he can get treatment for his injuries and sober up for the night then he is coming to our precinct in the morning so he can be asked a few questions that he didn't want to answer today. I have crime scene looking over the house. Blood drop her off and then come back here so you can look around. Also, Wolf bring Chopper tomorrow. He can accompany you guys tomorrow. You know everyone loves him.", I could only nod my head and laugh. He knew me to well. Also, tomorrow will be fun to get Chopper in his police halter and have him with me tomorrow.

Blake helped me to the car, and emediatley drove me to my house. On the ride over there, he decided to talk. "Look Sherry, can we please talk about what happened a few days ago? You know that I have feelings for you and I know you have feelings for me. That kiss, was amazing. I've never felt anything like it. It was--", I cut him off with a glare and he shut up very quick. He only sighed and kept driving.

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I got out of the car to my small one story house and I could hear Chopper barking. Turning around I looked Blake in the eyes," Look Blake, I....I do have feelings for you. But, we're partners. We need to worry about the job. We're already close as it is. We can talk about this later. Okay?", I ended the conversation with giving him a kiss on the cheek before walking into the house and shutting the door.

My four year old German Shepherd Chopper came running and sliding on the wood floor. " Hey sweet boy. Guess you're going to work tomorrow. You know the captain will love to see you. He's the one that gave you to me.", getting a kiss from my sweet boy. The only other man in my life. Looking at the clock, I realized it was one in the afternoon. I didn't know that the shootout took that long. I guess I could take a small nap, I was exaughsted.

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I woke up to Chopper barking and the knock of someone at my door. Getting up, I went to the door and when I opened it, Blake was infront of me. It was also night. Hm I apparently slept a little longer then expected. Chopper was jumping all over Blake while I invited him in. "How'd it go?", all he did was nod his head. Apparently it's been going good and Blake didn't want to talk about the investigation.

Both of us sat on the couch with chopper laying at our feet. I was going to talk first but I was interrupted by his lips on mine. I couldn't help but close my eyes and accept it. He was just....the perfect guy. Sweet, caring, respectful, loving. Just perfect. Especially how he knows me like the back of his hand.

But what were we going to do about work?

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