A/N: Alright! You guys asked for it and here it is - the sequel to my Lethal Weapon fic! :) This was a very fun first chapter to write. I hope you all enjoy it just as much!

Emma whooped with excitement as she rode in the passenger seat of her partner's (now girlfriend's) brand new Mercedes. The siren sounded as Regina drove in high speed as they chased after a red BMW underneath a tunnel.

"Can't you go faster? Step on it!" said Emma, a smile on her face.

"This is a brand new car." Regina glanced at the blonde as she looked back at the road.

"Come on, Gina, let's see what this baby can really do!" Emma encouraged her.

"I won't go faster." the brunette shook her head.

"You're doing 65 now." replied the blonde, scooting over as her foot reached over the driver's side, as she stepped on the pedal.

Regina's eyes grew wide as she looked down at the blonde's boot on her foot, "Get your foot off the pedal! You're going to make us crash!"

Emma picked up the walkie in Regina's car as she spoke into it, "We're on eastbound on Fourth, in pursuit of a red BMW, driver Caucasian, blonde hair. Plate number…" she glanced at the palm of her hand as she had written down the license plate number of the car, "2-4-Adam-Henry-174."

A car honked as it almost hit the man in the BMW the two women were chasing.

Use caution. You are westbound on Second. 20-William-12's southbound, approaching Second. You're heading straight towards each other. Somebody back off.

"Roger, I got it." Emma placed the walkie down as she looked over at brunette.

"What did she say?" asked Regina as she was too concentrated on driving and chasing down their goon.

"She said we are about to have an accident."

Driver's honked as the rad BMW sped out of the bridge as he took a left sharp turn, as other cars, including the one August and Graham were both driving almost hit him. Tires screeched as Regina slammed on her breaks as she followed behind the other two officers.

Emma picked up the walkie as she communicated with August and Graham, "We'll stick with this red son of a bitch. You chase the blue."

"20-William-15, that's confirmed. You got red, we got blue." Graham replied, speaking through his own walkie.

Gold was sitting in his office as he was listening in on the pursuit, tapping his pen gently on the desk.

"Who's on pursuit, sir?" an officer asked as he poked his head into the man's office.

"20-William-15 and 20-William-12." replied Gold.

"Who's that?" asked the officer as he stepped inside the office.

"Swan and Mills." replied another cop.

A fellow detective who joined inside Gold's office, waved a 20 dollar bill around, "20 bucks on Swan and Mills."

"Who's driving?" asked an officer as he turned to look at Gold.

"Mills in her new Mercedes."

"I'll take that bet." an officer pointed towards the bill in the detective's hand.

The detective shook his head, "I knew nothing about the new Mercedes. Bet's off!"

"Will you shut up?" Gold shouted, as everyone around him fell silent.

The two goons in the blue car drove by the red car, as they spoke into a walkie of their own. Strangely, their radio transmission was going through the police dispatcher.

Graham's brows furrowed as he heard them speaking in a foreign language, "What the hell kind of language is that?" he glanced at August, "I've never heard that before."

"Sounds German." said August as he kept up his driving.

Regina turned to look at Emma, "Is that Japanese?" she asked, hearing the men talking as well.

"It's a Japanese radio. Maybe they bought the N.Y.P.D. as well." replied Emma.

"They do own everything else." said Regina as she kept up with her driving.

Patrol cars soon joined in the chase as they all drove behind the blonde and brunette, and August and Graham. One of the goons inside the blue car, loaded up his shotgun as he poked his head out the window, taking aim at Regina's brand new Mercedes.

"Emma, shotgun!" shouted Regina as both women ducked down as tires were heard screeching as the car swerved, along with the front window breaking as it received the shots.

Emma kicked the entire window out of the way as it broke off completely.

20-William-15, shots are being fired. Be advised.

Emma picked up the walkie, "20-William-15, thanks for the scoop."

Regina snatched the walkie from her girlfriend's hand as she spoke, "The son of a bitch shot up my windshield."

A patrol car made its way around a corner as he lost control of the vehicle, crashing with another as the car soon exploded. Leaving Emma and Regina to swerve towards another direction, while August and Graham took a different street.

"Shit! We're splitting up!" said August.

The two women made their way through the flames as they followed the red car, both feeling the heat almost instantly as their windows were down.

"Now we're cooking." Emma joked as Regina tried to gain control of her car, as the driver in the red car sped off.

"Damn it!" she hit her steering wheel in frustration.

"Will you step on it?" Emma shouted at the brunette.

People shouted as the red car drove on the sidewalk, going through the outer part of a hotel as it swerved back onto the street.

"Watch out!" Emma shouted as the brunette swerved her Mercedes off to the side, as she almost rammed into the red car. If only they had been as lucky as the goon, for the Mercedes lost control and slammed into a parked vehicle just outside the hotel.

The blonde leaned in, placing a quick kiss on the brunette's cheek as she made her way out of the front window, "See ya, Gina." she jumped off the hood of the car as she ran the rest of the way.

Regina quickly backed her car away from the other vehicle as she saw her bumper was completely damaged. She hit the steering wheel in frustration again, "Shit."

Emma ran as fast as her feet could carry her as the red car was making a wide sharp turn. She jumped right onto the hood of the car as she aimed her weapon right up to the windshield, looking at the goon, "I'd like to see your license and proof of insurance!"

As the red BMW made another sharp turn, the blonde's body rolled off the car, collapsing onto the pavement. Emma rolled away as the goon fired shots directly at her, as he drove off and up a hill. She quickly got on her feet and started running right after the car.

"Regina, we got on. Yours is going up the hill. So is Swan, on foot." Graham spoke through the walkie as the brunette stepped more on the gas as she drove up the same heel, seeing her crazy girlfriend running off to the side of it.

"Emma, what the hell are you doing? You'll never catch him that way. Get in the car! Now!" Regina ordered.

Emma looked back, slowing down her running to allow the Mercedes to keep up with her, "Only if you let me drive." she told the brunette, "Move over, I'll drive."

"Go around the other side." replied Regina, keeping up with her driving as Emma ran right next to her.

Emma grabbed onto the door handle, "No, I'm driving."

"Emma-"

"I'll drive." Emma pulled open the door to the driver's side as she started making her way inside the car, leaving Regina no choice but to scoot over towards the passenger seat.

"Did you get a make on that red BMW yet?" asked Emma.

"Not another scratch on my car." Regina warned her, as Emma kept up her driving.

As the red BMW swerved, making its way through a bridge that was closed in with too many cars as it was, Emma kept up her driving as Regina knew exactly what was the blonde's mind, "You're not going to make it." she told her girlfriend.

"I'll make it." Emma assured her, not backing down for a second.

"You're not going to make it!" Regina shouted as Emma drove up onto a railing wanting to squeeze on by the cars that were stopped in traffic. Sparks flew from the side of the Mercedes as the paint and metal were being scraped off by the barrier. "Look at my side panel!" shouted the brunette.

Emma chuckled, shaking her head as they finally made it out of that enclosed space, "Well, I'll be, you were right… there wasn't enough room." she nodded to herself as Regina's head turned towards her, rotating slowly as she threw a hard glare at her, wanting so badly to slap the smirk off of her face.

The blue vehicle made a wide turn as the car spinned out of control, tires screeching and all. They came to a sudden stop as they were surrounded by patrol cars, followed by Graham and August who made their way towards the car with their weapons drawn out.

"Don't move! Get out of the car!" shouted Graham, soon ducking along with August and the force as the two goons began firing shots right at them.

"Get down!" shouted August as he fired shots of his own.

Bullets were heard hitting metal and windows of other cars, as soon a helicopter neared the scene as the two goons made their way inside of it, fleeing for good.

"He's making a hard right." Regina told Emma as they took a sharp turn of their own, following right behind the red vehicle that was still making a run for it.

Tires screeched the blonde slammed on the breaks, almost ramming into a fellow patrol car as they came out from the other side, interrupting their chase more than helping them with it.

"Get out of the way!" Emma shouted along with Regina's own shouts.

As they finally made their way out and kept on with their pursuit, their eyes grew wide as they witnessed how the driver of the red BMW lost control of his car as one of the headlights grazed another patrol cruiser along the way, causing it to flip on its back as it glided along the wet pavement, crashing in through a store window.

Regina's eyes were now filled with sadness as she took one good look at how messed up her car was, as the hood was slightly bent upward, "This was a new car, Emma." she told her girlfriend.

"Well, it still is." Emma assured her, opening the car door as she made her way out, "On three." with her weapon drawn, she got into position, "One… two… three!" she made a run towards the red car as Regina was just getting out of the passenger side, running up to the blonde who had jumped on top of the car.

"Alright, asshole, fun's over!" the blonde shouted as she laid on her stomach on top of the upside car, aiming her weapon right inside, only to discover that the goon had plenty of time to flee.

Regina bent down as she peeked inside, weapon drawn.

"Where the hell is he?" shouted Emma as she straightened herself up off the car, "This guy's Mandrake!" she looked over at her brunette girlfriend, "Where were you, Gina?"

"Where was I? You're the one who ran ahead of me!" Regina shouted.

"He's fucking gone!" Emma slammed her hand on the car in frustration.

"I can see that!" replied Regina, placing her weapon back its holster.

"You were supposed to come on three!" said Emma.

"It's always three, then go!" Regina challenged her as she was now just as upset.

"No, we always go on three!" Emma walked out of the store, making her way towards the red car.

"Sometimes we go, one, two, three, then we go!" Regina followed right behind her as they both began ordering a few cops to check inside the establishment.

Yes, as partners and as girlfriends they still bickered with each other. But, at the end of the day, they loved one another and that's just who they were while working together. Things sometimes got a little heated and that was okay with them.

A loud clanking sound was heard from within the trunk of the car, as both women aimed their weapons right at it.

"What the hell was that?" asked Emma, keeping her weapon on aim. "He's in the trunk."

"I have you covered." Regina replied.

Emma kicked the trunk with her foot as it busted open, while pure gold coins fell out of it as if it were a slot machine. Both women's eyes grew wide as they had never seen so much gold in their life. They slowly bent down to get a closer look. This was the last thing they expected to find in the trunk of a car.

"Jesus Christ." whispered Regina as she placed her weapon back its holster.

Emma looked over at the brunette, "That's a lot of money." she picked up a gold coin as she handed it over to Regina, "It's gold. Krugerrands."

"It's illegal." Regina inspected the gold coin as she held it in her hand, "You can't import this into the country."

"You're right." replied Emma.

They started off chasing goons on a routine bust and ended up finding a trunk filled with illegal gold coins. Their night just got better and better.

Gold walked into the N.Y.P.D. building with Regina the next morning.

"That damage you caused downtown, it's coming out of the department's budget." Gold informed the brunette.

"That's fine. Pay it off in Krugerrands." Regina joked, as sometimes a little bit of Emma's good humor rubbed off on her now a days.

"Don't make jokes, Mills." Gold warned her, "Make arrests. You came up empty, I want an explanation."

"Things got a little out of hand, sir." she replied.

Gold chuckled, "You said it was a routine drug bust. You didn't say anything about helicopters in the middle of the city, automatic weapons, Krugerrands-"

"Alright, so this was a little bigger than we thought."

"We'll talk about this later." Gold walked away without another word, as the brunette's brows furrowed in wonder as she spotted Emma struggling in a straight jacket as other police officers, including Graham and August were gathered around her.

"You know, I worked psycho ward, Swan. You'll never get out." a fellow detective told the blonde, a smirk on his face as he was sure he would win the bet that she could never break out of that jacket in a matter of minutes.

"Give it up, Swan!" someone shouted off in the distance as the blonde kept up her struggling.

"One minute and fifteen seconds." a female officer told her.

Everyone murmured at once, amused and entertained by the blonde's crazy bet as Regina made her way through, "What's going on here? Is this a kindergarten class or a police station? Let's get some work done." she removed her suit jacket as she hung it on her chair, by her desk.

"Houdini Jr. here bets she can free herself in five minutes." Graham smirked as he held up his money, waving it at the blonde tauntingly.

"I will too." Emma replied, grunting as she kept up her struggling inside the jacket.

Regina shook her head as she sat quietly at her desk, while she looked over some paperwork.

Emma stood in place, her eyes shifting towards everyone around her, "Don't try this at home, kids."

Regina looked over at Emma, releasing a chuckle as she knew what her girlfriend was about to do next. That's when a loud popping sound was heard as the blonde had somehow dislocated her shoulder. Compliments of old injuries. The coat around her body became loose as she started making her way out of it.

Regina couldn't help but chuckle in amusement this time, "It's all over now." she informed everyone, "Put your money on the table, and get back to work, please."

Everyone glared at Emma with their mouths hanging open as the blonde's arm was dangling now.

"How the hell did you do that?" asked a surprised August.

Emma smiled, breathing heavily, "Well… I dislocated my shoulder one time. I can pretty much do it whenever I want to now." she walked up to a wall.

"Goddamn, doesn't that hurt?" asked Graham, his eyes following the tired blonde.

Emma nodded as she stood before the wall, "Yeah, it does. But not as much when I put it back in." she drew in a few short, quick breaths as she slammed her shoulder hard up against the wall, grunting in pain as everyone grew disgusted at the sight.

The blonde laughed as just behind a cop who was next to her left, stood Ingrid, watching her with her arms crossed over her chest, "Well, if it isn't Mrs. Sigmund Fraud." she said, replacing the real last name with the word fraud as a joke.

"My door is always open, sergeant." said Ingrid, looking right at the blonde.

"Well, I think we ought to keep this on a professional level, don't you, doc?" she patted the woman's arm, as she turned to look over at Regina, "I don't know if you remember, but I'm already taken."

Regina glared over at Emma from underneath her glasses, shaking her head as the blonde winked over at her.

Ingrid shook her head, "Why the hell do you do this to yourself, Swan?"

Emma rubbed her shoulder, "Who else could I do it to? None of them will let me." she joked, "Besides, I need the money." she looked at everyone, "Money on the table, people!"

Everyone began placing their bets on the brunette's desk as Emma made her way towards it.

"Come on, it's not all here yet. I want it all." she sat on top of her girlfriends desk as she flipped a gold coin between her fingers.

Regina's eyes looked up as she noticed that was one of the coins they had found at the scene. She snatched it from the blonde's hand, lifting it up in the air as she looked at everyone, "Who gave this to her? This is evidence. You guys can't just help yourself to this stuff." she opened her drawer as she tossed it inside.

"That's mine. I won that." said Emma, tucking the money that was on the desk inside her flannel shirt pocket.

Regina glared over at Emma, "It's not yours." she lifted her cuffs towards the blonde as she was about to open her mouth in protest, "Do you want to get busted?" she couldn't help but chuckle as the blonde wiggled her eyebrows playfully at her.

"You want to get something to eat later tonight?" Emma asked her girlfriend, as she leaned in more on her desk.

Regina shook her head, her voice soft this time, "Not tonight, I still have a mess inside the house. A lot of remodeling still has to get done, remember?"

"What mess? Come on. You've seen where I live, now that's a mess." replied Emma, smiling over at the brunette, "Although, since we started seeing each other. I have to admit, it's been a little tidier."

"You still won't see me spending the night there." Regina joked as she shuffled through some paperwork on her desk.

Emma gasped playfully, "You said a joke." she turned to look at everyone in the office space, "Hey, everyone! Regina just said a joke!"

Regina's cheeks grew a shade of pink as everyone cheered and clapped along. She glared at the blonde, "Could you possibly say it any louder?"

"I could try." Emma sat up straight, as Regina held on to her forearm as she was getting ready to shout it louder.

"Don't you dare, Swan." she told her, holding a finger up in warning. "Alright." she nodded, "Dinner at my place it is. Come by at 8."

Emma smiled as she moved closer to the brunette, giving her a quick peck on the cheek as at work they wanted to keep things at a professional level. "You look hot in those glasses by the way." she whispered as she jumped off her desk and walked away. Leaving Regina grinning from ear to ear.