This is a quickie I wrote awhile ago. I was going to make it longer, but I read through it again recently and realized I liked where it ended.
So, thanks for reading.
I do not own these characters.
"Echolls, Navarro your bail's been posted," the cop said as he walked into the holding cell area. Logan glanced over at Weevil who shrugged and stated, "Your old lady got here pretty quickly."
"It's the perks of having your father as the sheriff," Logan replied pushing himself to his feet, the cot's springs squeaking as he moved. Weevil followed him, both stopping short when a tiny blonde appeared in front of them. Her arms were crossed, her hair was tied back into a messy ponytail, and she was wearing a pair of track pants and one of his sweatshirts. She had definitely been woken up by the call.
"I knew allowing you two to go outside and play was a bad idea," she commented sarcastically. "At least tell me the other guys are worse off than you." Logan shot her a look, and she raised her hands and said, "Okay, so it was a bad joke, but that's what you get for messing with transvestites. They'll cut a bitch."
"You are enjoying this way too much, V," Weevil pointed out in a tired voice.
"Besides, you didn't see these two…" What did Logan call them? Guys? Wanna be women? Actual women that used to be guys? "…two people."
"Big, bad Logan Echolls and Eli 'Weevil' Navarro couldn't take on two guys dressed as women. Well, I honestly hope they were pretty otherwise that'll just be embarrassing."
"Can you please have the nice officer unlock the door so we can go home?" Logan grumbled wrapping his hands around the bars, Weevil moving forward to stand next to him.
"Wait," she said quickly, snapping a photo. "Pay back is a bitch, Echolls." She smirked as the deputy stepped forward and unlocked the cell door.