A/N: This is a collaboration story with AnErrorHasOccurredLoadingLife, and a crossover with Adam-12, CHiPs, EMERGENCY!, and S.W.A.T.
Sweet Revenge by Ponchygirl and AnErrorHasOccurredLoadingLife
It was a cool autumn day in Los Angeles California, LAPD Officers Jim Reed and Pete Malloy were seated peacefully at a booth in Taco Bell eating their lunch. It was unusually quiet between the two friends. It had been a hard day on them, and though their shift still had hours to go they were exhausted and ready to be done.
Jim looked at Pete about to say something, but the minute he opened his mouth, some excitement burst in through the door. Two young California Highway Patrol Officers, Jon Baker and Frank Poncherello entered the building. The younger and more handsome of the two was laughing at something that had been said before entering. While the blonde officer just stood a few steps behind shaking his head.
Pete and Jim both looked over that way.
Jon noticed the two LAPD officers, the only two LAPD officers that he could actually stand to sit and talk with for a while. He smiled and waved.
Officer Frank Poncherello was just starting to calm down from his laughing, and now gasping for air.
"It wasn't that funny, Ponch," Jon said walking around his best friend who had just abruptly stopped in front of him when he was trying to catch his breath.
"Well it was…" Ponch started but then he got side tracked. "Hey Baker look, it's Jim and Pete," he said with a smile.
Jon couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah I noticed them a while ago," he told him then headed up to the front to order their food. "You go find us our seats I'm buying lunch today," Jon instructed.
"Okay!" Ponch said excitedly not wanting to argue with getting a free lunch.
"Hey, Ponch, there's some seats over here," Pete pointed out.
"Thanks," Ponch said coming over. "Busy day for you guys?" Ponch asked taking a seat.
"Yep. Pretty much… How's your shift going?"
"It's all right...I mean...we had to take care of this accident on the freeway that lasted a few hours for all the clean up, and all the people involved...too many cars were piled up on top of each other...and fifteen people were killed. It was kinda depressing...that's pretty much what we were doing all morning...so we thought it was gonna be a bad day...well then we pulled over this one guy…" Ponch said and suddenly his smile came right back to his face. "Boy was that fun…"
"Is that what was so funny?" Jim asked quietly.
"Part of it," Ponch replied. "The guy didn't wanna pull over…" Ponch started, then smiled. "When we finally got the guy pulled over he told us, 'Officers you shouldn't pull me over...I didn't do anything wrong. I've been good all week.' so me and Jon look at each other wondering well he's been good all this week did he do something last week? So we asked him a few questions. The guy starts crying really hard and admits that he's the guy that robbed the bank last week that never got caught...Jon starts to pull out the handcuffs and the guy cries even harder and he's like 'I thought that if I told the truth I wouldn't be arrested!' I have never seen a bank robber cry that hard."
Ponch looked over and saw Jon walking over to join them. "So then after taking him in, I told Ponch that it would be nice if all bank robbers did that," Jon finished.
Ponch smiled at the thought, still picturing the look on the guy's face when he saw the handcuffs come out.
"And for some reason Ponch thought that was the funniest thing in the whole world," Jon added.
"Well. I do agree that the world would be a better place if robbers would admit these things," Pete added.
"I always thought that the tough guys were the bad guys...and tough guys don't cry…" Ponch said looking at Jon trying to defend himself for laughing.
Jon smiled and put a hand on Ponch's shoulder. "Hey it's okay, buddy…" Jon said.
"Whelp… I'll be right back." Jim said as he got up and went to the bathroom. On the way he threw the rest of his taco in the trash can.
"Okay," Ponch replied he watched Jim throw away the taco, and almost died watching that. "How could he do that? That was a perfectly good taco…" Ponch said
"Not hungry," Jim replied walking in the bathroom door.
"Well I am," Ponch mumbled.
"He's not just gonna give you his food, Ponch," Jon said with a laugh.
The cashier called Jon's order number. Jon went up and got his food, and Ponch's food. Then walked back with a smile. "Now you can eat...and hopefully forget the taco that is in the trash."
"It's suffering in there, Jon…" Ponch said with a sad expression.
"You're breaking my heart," Jon replied while taking a bite of his beefy five layer burrito.
Pete got up and threw his wrapper away. "I guess I'd better go check on him. He's been in there a while."
"Yeah the part of the taco he did eat is getting it's revenge on him for throwing away the other part," Ponch mumbled.
oOoOo
Pete walked in the bathroom and saw Jim standing at the sink with a bottle of painkillers. "Hey, you alright?"
Jim looked up at him. "Yeah.. I just got this headache."
"Oh.. When did this start?"
"Just after we got here. These painkillers aren't doing much."
Pete took the bottle from Jim's hand. "How many of these did you take?"
"Only about three or four." Jim replied.
Pete just looked at him. "About, three or four? There's no about. How many?"
"Okay okay, Four. So what?"
"You should only take two every four to six hours Jim… The bottles mine for the rest of the shift."
Jim sighed. "Yeah okay… I guess we should get going then?" Jim asked walking out the door.
oOoOo
Ponch and Jon were done eating, and throwing away their wrappers. As Ponch threw away his wrapper he caught a glimpse of the taco in the trash. Ponch got a sad expression on his face. "I don't think I can be friends with Jim anymore," he said quietly.
"Ponch you're crazy," Jon teased as they headed for the door.
Ponch was quiet as they exited the building and headed for their motorcycles. "Should we wait and say bye to Pete and Jim? Or just leave?" he asked.
"Eh...we've got a few extra minutes we can wait," Jon said.
So they started just chatting about random things waiting for Pete and Jim to come out.
Jim and Pete made their way over to them.
"So. You guys getting ready to go?" Pete asked?
"Yeah, I think so...we just didn't want to disappear without saying goodbye," Ponch replied. "Although I'm just saying bye to the guy that doesn't throw away unfinished tacos…."
"Oh Ponch let it go," Jon said. Then looked at Jim. "Sorry...he's a huge taco fan," he explained.
"It's fine."
Ponch was about to say something, when they heard something when they saw squad 51 pull up. Ponch smiled. "Hey, our favorite paramedics decided to come here too...though they are a little late in joining us," Ponch said.
"Hey guys. Didn't expect to see you here too," Roy said walking over to them with Johnny close behind.
"Yeah, I guess we all had the same idea to eat at Taco Bell today...which is good...cuz I love getting to see you guys," Ponch said then looked at Jim. "Well most of you," he added with a playful smile.
"Most? Why not all?" Roy added playing along.
"Jim threw away part of a taco...and Ponch won't forgive him for it," Jon explained.
Johnny laughed at that. "That sounds like something Ponch would do," he said.
"You know what's going on over there?" Roy asked motioning over towards Pete and Jim.
"No…"
Pete ran over to them. "Sorry to ruin the fun guys but, we've gotta run. Some hostage situation. We don't have all the details yet."
"Mind if we tag along, you might need the extra hands?" Ponch asked hopping on his motorcycle. Everyone already knew it wasn't even a question even though he had asked it like it was, Ponch already made up his mind he was going to help out.
"Sure… Just make sure you call it in and tell them you're with us," Pete added running back to the squad car.
Ponch nodded then looked at Jon. "You heard the man, call it in, Jon," he said.
Jon just smiled and called it in, then he followed Ponch. Ponch was following closely behind Reed and Malloy.
Johnny and Roy decided that they might as well tag along too just in case they needed them. But they made sure to stay back a bit so they didn't get in the way.
When they arrived at the address given they saw it was just an old warehouse.
"This is weird…" Ponch muttered.
"I don't see anything," Pete said getting out of the car. "There's nothing here, no cars no sounds, just that warehouse."
"Do we check inside?"
"That's a really dumb question...if someone is in there...we should like knock on the door or something first, right?" Ponch said looking at Pete and Jim.
"If this is a hostage situation, the last thing you want to do is just knock on the door. I mean, they'd probably know we're cops… Who comes to an old warehouse in the middle of nowhere and knocks on the door?"
"See, I knew that was wrong," Ponch said looking at Jon.
"Haha, CHiPpies never been to a hostage situation before, huh?" teased Johnny. He and Roy were with them for right now not sure where they should be.
"Shut up," Ponch said glaring at him then looking back at Jim and Pete.
"Well… I guess we'll just split up in pairs. Go around and try to find a way in." Pete added.
"Okay, I'm with you," Ponch said following Pete.
"And so I guess i'm with you," Jim said looking at Jon. "Not that it's a problem," He added.
"Yeah...I think Ponch just feels more safe with someone that knows what they are doing...I mean he knows you know what you're doing but I don't," Jon said.
"Oh… Well I guess we'll go right and you go left." Jim said, to Pete and Ponch.
Ponch and Pete nodded then started heading left.
Jim started heading right with Jon behind him. "Oh," Jim stopped and turned around. "You two just stay here. We'll call if we need you."
"Okay," Johnny said.
Jim stood at the right side of the building waiting for Jon to catch up. Jon almost ran into Jim, he had kept looking behind him to make sure no one was following.
"There's a window over next to that door. I'm going to look in and see if I can spot anything." Jim whispered.
Jon nodded. "I'll be right behind you," he said.
Jim went over and cautiously looked in through the window. A few moments later he turned around back to face Jon. "I can't see anything."
"Is it too dark or what?" Jon asked quietly.
"Well it's dark and I can see some shapes of things. But I don't hear anything either," Jim replied.
Jon nodded.
Meanwhile on the other side of the warehouse where Ponch and Pete were looking they weren't getting anywhere with their search either. The windows that they found had boards nailed in them.
"Well this isn't helping… I guess we should go find the other's and see what they've found." Pete whispered.
Ponch nodded then started to head back.
They walked to the right side of the warehouse to find Jim and Jon standing there.
"You guys find anything?" Pete asked.
"Well I looked through the window but it's too dark to see much besides the outlines of things," Jim answered.
"Well… I guess we have no choice," Pete started. "We're going to have to go in and search."
"Like inside the building?" Ponch asked looking a little nervous.
"Yes inside the building," Pete rolled his eyes. "If you want you can wait out here."
"Nah, I don't wanna stay outside," Ponch replied sticking close by with them.
"Okay then," Pete said walking over to the door. "Same groups, you go right we go left."
Jon nodded and went with Jim.
Jim grabbed his flashlight and turned it on, looking at things as he walked through their side of the building. "You see anything?" He whispered to Jon.
Jon shook his head. "Nope," he whispered back.
Jim sighed and kept searching. Jon was searching as well trying to stick close by. A few minutes later they heard muffled screaming. Jon turned to Jim. "Did you hear that?" he asked in a low whisper, but the fear was not hidden in his voice at all.
"Yeah, but where'd it come from?"
Jon looked at him unsure.
oOoOo
Pete was looking around on the other side when he heard the muffled scream. "What was that?" he asked Ponch, but received no reply. Pete figured Ponch was just too scared to talk to him. He kept looking around. Then he stopped, the silence was a little too much for him. Ponch had been talking to him the whole time then it got really quiet so why was he being quiet? Pete turned to ask Ponch, only to find...Ponch wasn't there.
"Ponch?" He whispered. "Are you there? Where are you?"
There was no reply, either Ponch couldn't hear him, or he just wasn't there anymore.
"Ponch, if you can hear me stay where you are. I'm coming to find you," Pete continued as he tried to retrace his steps back to Ponch. In the shadows Pete could see a figure, well he could actually see two. One was right behind the other, the one standing behind, had his hand over the mouth of the person in front keeping him quiet. But it was a little too dark for Pete to see that until he got closer.
"There you are. Try to stay clo-" Pete paused his sentence to see the man behind Ponch. "Who are you?" He asked.
"Does it matter?"
"Uh… Kind of. We had a report that someone was being held hostage here."
"Yeah, you four are," replied another man that came out of the shadows and grabbed Pete.
Ponch's eyes got wide, and he was squirming trying to get free. He didn't want to stay here for much longer.
"Hey! Let go of me!" Pete demanded struggling to get free from the man's grip.
As Pete was struggling the man that held Ponch pulled out a knife. "Stop causing trouble for my partner or your friend here gets it," he said putting the knife up to Ponch's throat. Which meant he had to remove his hand from covering Ponch's mouth.
"Don't do it Pete, just get free, and go!"
Pete saw that the man meant what he said. "Okay just don't hurt him," he said as he stopped moving.
The other man smiled a devilish grin. "I won't," he said though it sounded more like he was planning on it.
"What did you do with the others?" Pete asked.
"There right here," the man holding Pete said motioning back behind him where two other men stood holding Jim and Jon. Both Jim and Jon were quiet, because their mouths were covered. Though Pete could see that Jon was scared to death when the one guy threatened to hurt Ponch, and Jon was still not relaxed.
"What do you want?" Pete asked.
"Revenge…" said the man holding Pete.
"I wanna see you squirm," said the man holding Ponch as he moved the knife a little closer to Ponch's throat. Ponch was surprisingly staying very still.
Jon was trying to get the guy that was holding him to move his hand. He hated when someone covered his mouth with their hand. Instead the man moved Jon closer to Ponch.
"So I take it you two are partners. What's the CHP doing on a call like this anyway?" The man asked.
"We were on lunch break when the call came in...we were eating with Pete and Jim...so we came along," Ponch said.
"Drôle, j'ai toujours voulu faire éclater la tête d'un CHIPPE, " said the guy holding Ponch. Ponch couldn't understand a word of that, it was all in French. He could tell by the accent of the guy, and the fact he spoke French he must've been French.
Jon looked horrified at what was said though, being as he knew French...and he did not like the way the guy was eyeing Ponch as he said it either.
Pete looked confused as so did Jim. "So… what now?" Pete asked.
"Anyone else out there?" asked the guy holding Pete.
"No," Pete answered calmly.
The man nodded then started to move Pete over to another part of the building.
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see."
Pete didn't like where this was going, but he decided to remain quiet and calm.
"Why is he being taken away?" Ponch asked curious. No one answered him though.
Jon looked over at the guy holding Jim. He wondered if they were going to all stay together mostly or if they'd all be separated.
"So… What are we doing with them?" The man holding Jim asked with a strong German accent.
"We're staying here till the boss gets back," replied the guy holding Ponch.
oOoOo
Johnny stood there still looking at the warehouse. "They've been in there an awful long time, Roy," he said.
"I know… but I don't think we should interfere," Roy replied.
Johnny nodded in agreement to that. "It's a hostage situation...is the S.W.A.T. team coming?" Johnny asked. "I'm getting really worried about how it looks right now…"
"I'm not sure. But we'll wait a few minutes. If they're not back we can check."
Johnny nodded his head, still not feeling very good about this whole thing. "They should've been back by now. No one was in there...right?"
"I don't know. Maybe they're trying to communicate with the captives somehow?"
"But it's obvious no one is here."
"I guess we should see if someone else is coming then."
"Yeah," Johnny agreed.