Dave is a rookie cop on the police force and his nemesis is another rookie cop by the name of Kurt Hummel. Can they set aside their differences and work together when they're forced to? Warning: light Bondage – but only enough to make the inevitable sex scene hot and spicy!
Rookie Love
Chapter One
SMACK! David's head snapped back with the force from the blow. Who knew that an effeminate guy like Hummel could throw such a wicked sucker punch.
"OOOFF!" Or a nasty knee to the solar plexus. As Dave involuntarily bent forward with the blow he reached out and managed to wrap his arms around Kurt's legs and drag him to the floor. Scrambling on top of the smaller guy, still trying to breathe in spite of an abused diaphragm, Dave Karofsky managed to get in a few punishing kidney punches before he was dragged off by one of the other officers.
Kurt leapt up and would have hit him again if another officer hadn't have restrained him as well. The two men glowered at each other and fought to free themselves from the men holding them so they could attack each other again. Kurt was so angry; he would gladly be suspended without pay for a month just for the pleasure of wiping that ugly smirk off of Karofsky's face.
"What the hell's going on in here?" Captain Shannon Beiste bellowed as she stormed into the room. The police officers quickly stood to attention, trying their best to look innocent. Beiste slowly scanned the men and women in the room till her eyes rested on Officers Hummel and Karofsky. Neither of them had their caps on, their clothes were creased and dusty from the floor; Karofsky's lip had started to swell and Hummel was rubbing his side with his hand.
"Hummel and Karofsky! In my office Now!" Beiste whirled around and headed out the door, she didn't look to see if her officers were following her. They knew better than to defy her orders.
"Alright why were you two scrapping like mangy street dogs over a single bone?" Beiste started as soon as the door was closed behind them in her office.
The two men just glared at each other tight lipped. "Come on now," Beiste encouraged. "We're going to stay in this office until I get to the bottom of this so you may as well start talking."
"This asshole is a hateful homophobe. He called me a limp wristed fairy boy so I punched him." Kurt exclaimed, still raging over the insult.
"Yeah, well this guy thinks he's so superior to the rest of us. He's a my-shit-tastes-like-sugar arrogant diva. He called me chubby, said that I sweat too much and that I'm balding!" David shouted, defending himself.
"You accused me of wanting to peek at your junk. I'd rather poke my eyes out." Kurt declared hotly.
"You're a spiteful bitch. No wonder your boyfriend cheated on you." David retorted.
Kurt bunched up his fist and looked like he was going to take a swing at Dave again.
"That's enough both of you!" Beiste bellowed, and then shook her head disappointedly. "Well I was wrong. You two aren't like street dogs. You're more like squabbling children. When you two joined I had high hopes for the pair of you. You both came here with excellent credentials, both of you were the top students of your respective training programs, yet look at you now. You snipe and attack each other constantly and now it's escalating to physical and aggressive encounters. How does it look to citizens who come into our station for protection from violence, and have to witness two cops rolling about on the floor beating each other? Your dreadful childish behavior looks bad on this station and I'm not having that." Both men had the good grace to look down at the floor shamed faced.
Beiste glared a long time at her officers. The silence went continued long past the uncomfortable stage while she pondered what to do with them. "Hummel, you have mentioned to me that your goal is to become a homicide detective and you Karofsky have dreams of trying out for the Tactical Response Force. Well you'll both need my recommendation to get achieve those positions and so far, I am not feeling the love boys. You both had better get your acts together and start behaving in a civilized manner or else!"
"Well Karofsky could do with some sensitivity training. He's a homophobe and a thoughtless jerk!"
"Yeah well you're a stuck up ice queen!"
"I said that's enough!" Beiste shouted over the pair. "Hummel I think you are correct. Karofsky here does need a little training to understand and accept that certain citizens of our community and some of the members of our force have a different sexual orientation to him. Kurt smiled at his captain and then turned and smirked at Karofsky. "In fact I think I know just the person to help with his training…"
Kurt's smirk was wiped off his face and he whipped back to look at her, cold apprehension gripping him as to what she was about to say.
Beiste smiled, "Yes! I can see you've guessed already. I want you to do the educating. I am going to make you patrol partners. You'll ride together and work together until you either solve your differences or kill each other – either way the problem will be solved."
"No please! You can't do that!" shouted David desperately.
"Why not? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't." Beiste asked.
Dave tried desperately to think of some reason without explaining the real issue he had with Hummel.
"I'll give you a good reason," stated Kurt a quick thinker in times of emergency. "I can't trust him like I should be able to trust a partner. He'll probably allow me to walk into a dangerous situation with no intention of backing me up."
Dave looked aghast. "How dare you suggest that? I'm a good cop and take my responsibilities seriously. How could you even think that, unless you intend to do the same thing and not back me up if I get in trouble?"
The two men just glowered at each other. Beiste sighed, "Fine! You both obviously have trust issues so I can't send you out on a regular police patrol until you prove to me that you will protect each other. So it looks like you will both have to be assigned to traffic duty." The two men groaned.
"Don't you look at me like that. You WILL be partnered and you WILL find a way to be civil to each other if I have to bounce you all the way down to school yard duty. Do you understand me?" Beiste asked the question but neither of the men was under any illusions. It was an ultimatum.
"Yes ma'am we'll be partners." Dave mumbled. He looked over at his new partner Kurt Hummel. He looked as upset and dejected as Dave felt.
Beiste dismissed them after telling them they had to report for traffic duty tomorrow morning. As they left the room, Dave grabbed Kurt's arm to stop him and Kurt whirled back on him ready to swing his fist if he had to.
"I'm sorry," Dave blurted dropping Kurt's arm and backing away and holding up his hands showing he meant no harm. "That remark about your boyfriend was uncalled for, will you accept my apologies?"
Kurt stared at him for a moment and wasn't sure if he was more surprised that Dave gave him an unsolicited apology or that it sounded so sincere. "I accept your apology – thanks for that." Kurt quickly turned and left, wondering if he would ever understand the working mind of Dave Karofsky.