Life at the one-two
This is the sister fic to At your door. It details the private life behind Flack and the effect At your door is having. It runs along with At your door chapter for chapter. Contains OC's and is set in the same AU as Bulletproof. It will make no sense at all if you don't read At your door. Chapters will be uploaded at the same time to follow on correctly.
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Prologue
"We have a report of shots fired at 324 West 32nd Street" the buzzy voice came over the radio.
"Unit 76 responding" Kate fed into her radio as she gunned the engine.
"Copy that unit 76" Central replied.
"Better toss that coffee" she told her partner, Officer Georgie Bonnie "Or you'll be wearin' it"
Kate weaved in and out of the traffic, heading for the address.
"I knew I shoulda driven" Georgie replied "No offence sarge, but your drivin' is scary, I prefer being in booking, it's safer!"
"I know" Kate grinned back "But they like to keep us on our toes a few times a week!"
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"Ah Central I need a detective and CSI here" Kate said as she surveyed the apartment "Scene is clear, one DB, female"
"Copy that" Central replied.
"You go knock on some doors" Kate said, stepping around the blood and body on the carpeted floor of the apartment "I'll secure the scene"
"You shoulda jus' called him yourself" Georgia laughed.
"He'd shout at me" Kate laughed "He don't moan at central when they wake him up"
"Right" Georgia laughed "S'pose it depends how you wake him up huh?!"
"Go away" Kate grinned "I'm not discussing my sex life with you, again. What little there is anyway. He's been a right moody bastard recently"
"More than usual?" Georgia queried.
Kate shrugged "We'll be OK, we always are"
Georgia continued to laugh as Kate scouted for information on the dead woman they had found without disturbing the scene.
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"Hey" Kate said as Don stomped along the hallway towards her.
"Hmmm" he muttered, ducking under the crime scene tape she had erected "What we got?"
"Report of shots fired at 01.06, arrived at 01.12 to find the door open and the vic dead, cleared the scene. No one else here. I've called central for CSI"
Don crouched down, seeing the beaten body, bound and gagged and felt sick to his stomach.
"Shit" he swore quietly "Fuckin' shit"
"What?" Kate asked sharply.
"This is Lewes" he sighed, standing up "I can't believe that son of a bitch is loose again"
"Lewes?" Kate frowned.
"I told you about him, and you must have got the bulletin, you sent it to me" he said.
"The escapee?" Kate asked "Yeah I remember you sayin' somethin' 'bout that"
Don looked at her speculatively "Right" he turned away.
"What?!" she demanded, confused.
"Nothin'" he grunted, then changed his mind "Actually, I told you a lot about him, but I guess as usual you're too damned wrapped up in yourself to listen huh!?"
"Don!" Kate replied sharply "What's with you?"
"With me?" he taunted "Maybe I'm a bit sick of coming last on your 'to do' list" he shot back.
"Oh so you're gonna start somethin' at a crime scene now?!" she demanded "Not enough that you come home and start an argument?!"
"No I'm not" she'd reminded him they had a job to do "Just forget it. We're here to do a job"
"You started it!" she retorted.
"If you can't be professional" he said coldly "Then call in for another sergeant"
Kate almost turned and left, only her stubbornness kept her there, but she turned her back on him guarding the door again.
"Any ID?" he asked from behind her.
"No" she replied without turning, a little devil on her shoulder making her add the next bit "Sir"
"Sir?" she heard him walk towards her, but still didn't turn.
"You wanted professionalism" she snarled "And you are my superior officer"
"Grow up Kate" he snapped.
She was saved from retorting by Jo appearing in the hallway.
"Hello you two!" she smiled at them "So nice to be dragged out of a warm bed on a cold night isn't it?!"
"Warm squad car for me" Kate replied.
"Aw, nights" Jo pulled a face "Make sure he's got you a nice breakfast waiting in the morning" she grinned at them in turn, noticing the dead pan looks from both she decided to skip on with the case.
"So" she said, plastering her smile in place "What have we here?"
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Kate started awake as the bed shifted next to her, cool hands went around her, lips kissing her neck.
"I'm sorry" Don whispered "About earlier"
Kate looked at the bedside clock, it was 11.30 am and she'd been asleep for a couple of hours. He'd just got in, and she could tell by his voice he was exhausted, again. She swallowed her resentment and hurt, if this was the only way they were going to communicate at the moment, it would have to do.
"Me too" she sighed.
"Though" he said, gently rolling her onto her back and leaning over "If you wanna call me Sir now, that'd be fine"
Kate mentally pushed their lack of communication out of her mind, searching for the feelings underneath that were clouded by doubt and hurt at the way they had been over the last few months. She smiled, closing her eyes and giggling.
"Hmmm" she said "Depends how superior you are"
He could sense that she was hesitant, that the exchange earlier was just another in a long line of clues that something was going wrong between them, but right now, he wanted some comfort, to feel like he used to when he came home and switch it all off for a while. He had the feeling Kate wanted the same.
"Let me show you" he said his voice muffled as he buried his face in her neck.
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Kate stepped out of the bed, ready to get dressed and collect the children, she was looking forward to a night with them.
"What time is it?" Don asked with a gravelly voice.
"Two thirty" she replied.
"Hmmm" he stretched "Suppose I better head back and see what's been happening"
"Oh" Kate sighed.
"Sorry" he said absently as he jumped out of bed "I'll shower downstairs"
"Oh" Kate said again, watching him go. Once upon a time, she reflected, he'd have noticed that her tone was off and that she hadn't really replied, and called her on it. She wondered if he'd even noticed she was there, if it wasn't for the fact he'd spoken to her.
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