A/N: Hellllo! Not my first Fanfiction! But I feel very proud of it. There may be chapters in it that will be triggering for some people, warning you guys now, please don't be all mad and say I didn't mention it because I will mention it now and many times over. So please! Not too harsh!

Chapter 1

Arresting the freaky clown guy

A blonde haired boy sat on a chair. Leaning back so his feet rested against the desk. His partner, and friend, stood in front of him. Her blood red glasses almost took up all of her forehead, which was shared with her bangs. Brown hair as long as her shoulders, it swept on either side of them. Her light brown skin almost sparkled in the light. He didn't have any love interest in her, she was his best friend for fucks sakes.

"Watcha got?" his voice was deep as he spoke. Slightly harsh, it was always this way to his coworkers. Even her.
"Well," she said with a sinister smile, "We found Gamzee's hide out. A warehouse in the middle of the woods,"
"How ironic," he muttered.
"He's having his sales tonight. If we don't strike now, then we'll have to track them down again. It could be for months again," She was complaining again, which he hated.
"Easy, we attack tonight. Round up the best 20 you got, roll out at 1600," he beamed, pushing himself from the desk and standing up.
"Whatever you say, Dave," she said, smirking at him
"Don't you pull that at me, get to work. We have woman to save,"
This only wanted to make her smirk more. He glared and she could sense it. "Whatever you say, Dave," she said again, turning around to leave.
"Terezi," Dave called before she could.
"Hmmm?"
"We're doing the right thing… right?"
"Obviously, Dave. It'd be stupid to not. Besides, you've been on this guy's care for months. Its too late to back out now," and with that, she was gone.

Dave lazily strode over to his black leather jacket and grabbed his phone and keys off his desk. He shoved those both in his pocket and walked out of his office. Shutting the door behind him, the word Strider painted on a sign. His last name, of course. It was his office

"Hey! Dave!" a voice called behind him. He knew that voice. One of his best friend's. The one who actually got him into the force. "You heading home?"
"Nah, Egbert, I'm gonna go crack the Gamzee case. Know where that fucker is. Wanna come?"
"Hell yes!" John jumped up and grabbed his coat
"Not now, you idiot, at 4. We're leaving. Tz has already got back ups informed," Dave demanded.
"Oh, well, I'll be ready then! Where are you headed?"
"Lunch, its 1, and I'm a bit hungry,"

"You sure this is the place?" Dave whispered.
"Well, it's the only shitty warehouse in the middle of the woods. I don't know, you tell me!" Terezi snapped quietly at him.
"Okay okay," he looked ahead of him. The door of the ware house was pretty big. Because it was dark, he couldn't identify the color. Even if he couldn't, his dark shades were no help either. It made everything a hassle to see. But he could give two shits.

He glanced behind him. It was all on him now. He quickly cocked his gun and flicked it to the side. Signaling to move out. He pressed his ear against the door. All he heard was small amounts of whimpering and moans of pleasure. He raised an eyebrow. Almost immediately, there was a screaming voice. It was sounding like a girl. She was screaming help. Or stop, or both.

He had it, he knew it was the right place. He stuck his foot out and kicked at the doors. They swung open with so much force, they banged against the walls. This got everyone's attention. Even the helpless girls, naked and in chains on the floor. There was about 5 of them sitting on the floor and three trying to give pleasure to their owner. He took in the scene fast.

The walls were bright orange, but it seemed that there was indigo pain splattered all over the aluminum walls. There was light, but barely. It shined on the ceiling. Flickering every now and then. When his gaze shifted, looking upon the crates and boxes lining the back walls. It was dark in those areas. Which made the light area look somewhat the center of all madness. The warehouse was pretty big, able to hold just about anything if it would fit.

The middle was cleared out for the girls. They all looked terrified. Staring at him with what little hope was in their eyes. He saw their bruises, their scars, cuts, crimson blood. Two were huddling one another. It looked like nothing was going to get them apart. Except the man of the whole show. But, before he even made a step into the warehouse, he locked eyes with bright green ones. Shielded by greasy glasses.

He quickly glared at the man sitting on a couch as the three girls tried to pleasure him. He was completely naked, with his member out and about. Dave almost wanted to turn around and walk out of this room. Oh he was, and he was taking every last one of those girls with him.

"Gamzee Makara, you're under arrest for sexually assaulting many women," he said as he pointed his gun at the naked man with clown make up. Who the fuck wears clown make up like that? He for sure didn't know. And, to add, didn't care. "You have the right to remain silent. Whatever you say can and will be held against you," he said this a million times to the criminals that he arrested over the years.

"Ahhhahaha, you motherfuckers made it! Thought you guys got stuck in traff-" he started, but was immediately quieted by Terezi. Her walking up to his face and pointing her gun at him. The things she can do when she's blind.

"Do us ALL a favor, and shut the fuck up," she said. "Or I will shoot,"

After that, the back up team came in, which was excellent because they brought warm blankets and water bottles. Always trust back up.

Dave walked over to his black car. Its sunroof was closed as it was fall and he didn't like leaves in his car. This car was technically his child. It was a 2006 mustang. Black with a crimson red line running from the trunk to the front of the car. He build, fixed and repainted the damn thing. He loved it. He leaned his hands on the red stripped hood. Letting a long sigh ripple though his throat. He closed his eyes and tried to smile. He did it. He brought down the fucker who caused so much pain and suffering to his town. He was going to jail. For a long long time.

But something in his gut twisted. Making him have a bad feeling about locking up the freaky clown paint guy away. He felt something bad was going to happen. But only, he couldn't recall what it was. And he knew for sure it was going to eat at him slowly until he figured it out.

"I know you have a bad feeling about this, and so do I," Terezi's voice came behind him. He jumped lightly, obviously deep in his thoughts. "We can just pray and hope for the best,"
Dave turned around to look at her, raising an eyebrow. "What? Pray, since when do you believe in god?"
"Since this bullshit started!"
"Chasing Gamzee?"
"No shit,"
"Ahh," Dave nodded his head, knowing he'd pass into enemy territory in Terezi's personal life. He sure as hell wasn't going any closer.
"Look, don't think about it now. Why don't you just go talk to one of the girls. They need some words of encouragement," Terezi said as she flicked that brown hair of hers and walked over to a small looking girl. She had short black hair and wild forest green eyes. But not the same ones he locked with when he first came.

He sighed again and pushed off the hood of his car. Looking around the area. It was still dark and there was flashing blue and red everywhere. Lighting up the forest. He scanned the grounds. Looking at the other police officers talking to the girls. Trying to get names and such. It was a good start. He could make a friend. He continued to scan as he was met, yet again, with bright green eyes. It wasn't like a neon color green. But freshly grown grass green. Or Mint green or lime green. He could think of every type of green that would match her eyes. This wasn't helping at all. He noticed that there was no one over there, talking to her. She didn't even have a bottle of water. Well, excellent idea to go over to her. Wait, he was a cop, he already had an excuse.

He still took a water bottle over to her. It was a nice gesture, making her look up and taking it from him. Giving him a small nod. He fixed his leather jacket and knelt down to her. "Hey," he said, his voice was smooth and calming. It wasn't harsh or mean. He made sure of that.
"H-hi…" she stammered, pulling the blanket over her shoulder. Obviously hiding the large purple mark. He noticed it, he sees everything. He was a fucking Strider for fuck sakes. He was as fast as his Bro when it came to these things.
"What's your name?" he kept his voice calm and collected, just wanted this girl to trust him enough to just give him a name. So he wouldn't be calling her Beautiful Green Eyed girl.
"J-jade…" she whispered softly. It was so soft that he could barely hear her. But he caught it perfectly.
"Jade, like the gem," he cooed, only getting a small twitch of her mouth into a quick smile. Then it vanished in thin air. He wondered how he could keep it on her.
"Yeah… I guess," Score! Not a one sentence answer or a stammer. He was getting somewhere.

He moved so he was sitting down right next to her. On the wet grass. It felt really fucking cold on his ass but he ignored it. He only continued to speak. "You look cold," well no shit it's autumn. "Do you want my jacket?" he asked. She shook her head lightly. "You sure?" still no. Well, Dave Strider was the one that would take no for an answer. He simply took off his jacket and set it on her shoulders. A weak smile quickly spread across her lips. "Warm now?"
"A little," she answered
"Well, I can get you some clothes. But you'll have to come in my car," he felt somewhat weird asking a girl he just met to come into his car. He was going to buy her clothes. So it wasn't a TOTAL bad thing.
"Clothes sounds good,"
"Awesome, do you like fast?" he leaned in with a bit of a smirk. And he gained a nod from her. "Hella sweet," he said, jumping up on his feet and extending a hand to her. She hesitated at first, only to slowly grasp hold of his hand. He pulled her up a bit too quickly because she stumbled and fall right into him.

Dave only chuckled and quickly caught her before she could fall any farther. Once she seemed to be stable on her feet, he let her go slowly. But she was hanging onto his arms so tightly that he sure as hell didn't want to let go of her. But, he simply leaned over to her ear and whispered. "You can call me Dave,"

He nodded at his car, signaling that it was his as he went over to take to Terezi. "Hey, shortie, you got a ride home?"
"Why?" she turned around to face him
"I have another person to take care of,"
"Oh? Who?" she asked, a bit more interested.
"Her name is Jade, and that's all you're getting,"
"Always leave a girl wanting more, ey, Strider,"
"Shut it, Pyrope," Dave snapped. "Anyway, find your own way home," he said as he turned on his heel and walked over to Jade. She was standing clueless at his car, staring at it pretty much.

He quickly unlocked it and opened the car door. She did the same as she slowly climbed in. She quickly covered herself with the blanket and his jacket. He noticed as he climbed into the driver's seat. "What is your taste in clothing?" he asked.
"F-flowery?" she said, a bit shyly.
"Alright, lets go looking, but first, I think I have something that would keep you covered at my place. If you want to go, that is." he said, feeling like suddenly he was going to fast for her comfort.
"Uhh, if its for clothes, I'd like it, please," she said softly.
"Alright," he started the engine, "Just tell me when I'm being too straight forward or too fast, and I'll stop, okay?" he smiled at her as he pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive slowly down the road.
"You can speed up, you don't have to go that slow," she noted.

He was really starting to like this girl, she was pretty cool for what she had just been though. He knew that if he did do something out of her line of comfort, then he would feel completely guilty and try and fix it. Revved up the engine and sped down the deserted road.

Weeeee! This took me about 4 hours! Okay, hope you guys like it! Give me some tips on what I did wrong and stuff! I'll like that a lot! Thaaanks! Also, you lot can call me by my nickname. Kitty :P

~Kitty