Chapter 1

Cops are interesting.

It's a conclusion Edna has come to after hailing them as perfect people with no lives when she was younger to learning that they are regular people now that she's older, a college graduate literally working towards her master's.

When you're younger you see cops and admire them because they're a staple part of society that you can't seem to approach. They're there and always will be. Always inspiring fear and order.

It's not until you're older that you realize people are not born cops but that it's a profession. And then you see them as real people. With families. And problems. And in dire need of coffee in the morning. Just like everybody else.

Honestly, it's the same thoughts one has of teachers.

Regardless, working at a diner in the middle of the city, it's no wonder that Edna pays more attention to the interactions between cops than anything else.

And if they really do order only donuts and coffees.

Hey, she likes people watching. And with this job, it makes it a lot easier.

Ding

Edna's pulled from her thoughts as two police officers enter the diner. They immediately catch her attention and she can't help subtly staring.

One of the officers is a well built blonde man with striking blue eyes. He's tall and dreamy and she's not above sending him suggestive looks to spark his interest.

The other officer is female, an undeniably gorgeous brunette maybe a foot shorter than the blonde. A hint of familiarity radiates off her and Edna is sure she has seen her somewhere.

"Edna, can you go wait on the officers?" Betty, the diner's manager, glances over at Edna, tipping her head at the two officers.

"Of course Betty." Edna smiles, grabbing the notepad from her apron. Today, they're short a waitress. So it's just her and Betty taking orders.

She comes up to the two officers, both who are browsing the menu. Well, the girl is. The blonde is staring at her with a soft smile, longing and adoration in his eyes.

But when the girl looks up, that look evaporates as if it was never supposed to be there in the first place.

Edna raises an eyebrow at the interaction, realizing some feelings may be afloat. One sided or mutual, she can't tell. Still, she's smart enough to realize the blonde only has eyes for this brunette and it would be fruitless to attempt to flirt with him.

Edna speaks up. "Hello, my name is Edna and I will be your waiter. Can I get you both something to drink?"

The brunette smiles. "Can I have a hot chocolate with extra marshmallows?"

"Of course." Edna grins, noticing the blonde's amused yet loving expression. This man is obviously hopelessly in love with the brunette.

"I'll have the same thing." The blonde officer states after a while.

Edna notes their drink order. "I'll be back with your drinks in a couple minutes and then I'll take your order." With that, Edna walks away, glancing at them over her shoulder.

She steps behind the counter and hands over the order to the cook. As she waits for the hot chocolates, Betty walks over and hands over an order to the cook as well.

"Slow day today. Maybe it'll pick up by lunch time." The older woman remarks, looking around at the few customers littering the small diner.

"Don't worry Betty. This diner may be a hole in the wall, but it serves better food than some five star restaurants." Edna states with sincerity.

"Thank you hon." Betty beams, flashing that motherly smile of hers.

"Two chocolates." Neo, the cook, announces as he places the beverages on the counter adjacent to the kitchen.

Edna grabs the drinks and returns to the officer's table.

"...and it's not like Ed will let it slide, ya know. He's tough on everyone but toughest on himself." The brunette is saying.

The blonde shrugs. "I don't know Jules. I don't see why he should blame himself. It was a risk but we saved the kid."

"Your hot chocolates." Edna interrupts politely, placing the beverages before them. "Are you ready to order?"

"Yeah. I'll have the Avocado Burger with Seasoned Fries."

"I'll have the Spicy Chicken Sandwich with Curly Fries."

"Great choices." Edna smiles as she writes down the order. She glances at the man. "Do you want onions in your burger?"

"Grilled."

"Okay. I'll have these out for you in about ten minutes."

They both thank her.

Edna walks back behind the main counter, giving Neo the order. She then looks around the diner, in search of new customers. But there are none.

As she waits, she can't help but wonder at what's going on between the two police officers. The blond man watches the brunette with such care as she takes drinks of the sweet beverage, laughing when she looks up, a whipped cream mustache on her upper lip.

The brunette attempts a glare, but only ends up laughing along with him. Then, the man lifts his hand, seemingly to reach out and wipe away the offending confection, but simply pauses midair, frowns, and clasps his hands on the table. They both fall silent after that.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Neo asks suddenly, appearing at the kitchen's counter.

Edna grins at him. He smells like French fries. "The cops. The girl looks familiar."

"Really?" Neo stares at the officers. "Oh! They're officers from the strategic response unit. The hot chick saved a girl from committing suicide off the roof of a mall a few months back."

Edna rolls her eyes at his description of the female officer, but then she remembers the news coverage of that day. "You're right! I knew I'd seen her somewhere."

"Anyways, their food is ready." Neo grabs the food from their other cook and hands it to Edna. "Say hi for me."

Edna chuckles at his antics, grabs the food, and walks back to the officer's table.

"...really not a big deal." The blonde man is saying, shrugging his shoulders sheepishly.

"Not a big deal!" The brunette's eyes widen. "Sam you may be cocky as hell but you can be pretty humble too. What you did was amazing. You saved his life."

"Your orders." Edna places down the plates as the conversation pauses.

"Thank you." The brunette smiles warmly. "The hot chocolates were great, the best I've had in a while."

"Thanks. I'm sure the cooks will be flattered to hear that." Edna grins, taking the empty cups. "Would you guys like some drinks with the food? On the house."

"Two waters." The brunette decides, glancing at the blond who nods.

"Coming right up."

Minutes later, Edna returns with two icy waters. She then tells them to enjoy and moves on to another table, where three teenagers have seated themselves.

Some time later, she notices the empty plates in the officer's table. She walks over and takes them away.

They nod in thanks as they continue to talk.

She comes right back with their check. "Thank you for dining here today."

"Thank you." The brunette smiles. "The food's great and you're so kind."

"Thank you, Officer." Edna blushes in modesty.

"Please, call me Jules. We're on our lunch break so I'm technically off duty."

"Speaking of." The blond speaks up, glancing at his watch. "Jules we better go." He reaches into his wallet and produces a generous tip.

Edna smiles. "It must be nice working together. You guys make the cutest couple." She came to the conclusion that maybe they were dating but feared being open about it due to the publicity and the professionalism their job entitles.

However, seeing their flabbergasted expressions, Edna considers that she may have misread the stolen glances and hidden smiles. Either that, or they themselves aren't aware that their looks and actions speak volumes.

"We, uh, we're not together."

"We're teammates...That's all."

"Yup, just teammates."

"Friends too."

They're both stammering, speaking with tinted cheeks. If the situation wasn't so awkward, Edna might have laughed.

Edna opens her mouth to apologize for her words, but the brunette cuts her off as she quickly rises. "Well, we better get going. Again, thank you for everything." With that the brunette makes her way out of the diner.

The blond follows her lead, rising as well, just not as quickly, and instead with a pained expression. But not of physical pain. He forces a smile. "Again, thanks."

"I'm sorry." Edna feels compelled to say. She didn't mean to touch a sore topic.

"It's okay." The blond assures her.

Maybe it's his expression, or the idea that since she already said something, she feels compelled to make it better, Edna works up the courage and stops the blond. "And officer? Don't give up on her. I can tell you love her and I see that she loves you too."

The blond looks surprised, whether at her words or at how true they are, she's not sure. But he simply nods softly and flashes her a smiles before stepping out of the diner.

Edna looks after them, a thought striking her head.

Cops really are interesting.

A/N: Another series?! Yes. I know, I know, I have stories left and right but when inspiration strikes, I can't say no. Tell me what you think or what you wanna see.

Oh, mini trivia, at what point of their relationship do you think Sam and Jules are? Can you guess at what's going on between them? During what season?