Hello everyone a big thanks to celesse201 who gave me the idea for this story. I was trying to get this story up yesterday, but my computer wasn't cooperating. I hope you all enjoy. I'm going to try and update it every weekend with my other story Stars.
Beat Down
"Freeze!" Brett shouts pointing his gun at the perp.
The guy momentarily pauses before shrugging and taking off trying to out run the cop. Brett curses under his breath as he takes off after the young man. He manages to tackle him five blocks later and cuffs him.
"Sam I'm at the corner of fifth and Spruce and I caught the perp." Brett says into his radio. "You know dude it just makes you look more guilty when you run." he says to the guy he has cuffed helping him up.
"I didn't do it." the guy says.
"Right," Brett says rolling his eyes. "I've never heard that before."
"Well I didn't," the guy says again.
"Dude we saw you coming out of that jewelry store that's closed." Brett tells him hoping Sam gets here soon.
"Oh, can't we just forget it and you let me go." the guy asks hopefully.
"Nope," Brett says sighing when he sees Sam driving towards him.
"Hey man, I see you caught him." Sam says pulling up.
"Yeah dumbo here tried running after I told him to stop, though I easily caught him." Brett brags.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah next time I get to chase the suspect and you can drive." Sam grumbles as Brett puts the guy in the back of their car.
"Let's get back our shift is over in twenty and I want go see how Lily's doing." Brett says getting in the car.
"Again really?" Sam says starting the engine back up.
"What there's nothing wrong with making sure that she's okay." Brett argues.
"And you wonder why she ran away from yet another possible adoptive family. You need to let her move on with her life and find a new family." Sam advises him.
"Sam, she's seven and watched that fucker kill her parents I'm just making sure she's okay." Brett says.
Sam just shakes his head at his best friend and partner.
"Brett man, you care too much." Sam says. "And at least we caught the fucker."
"I still say Puck had something to do with it. No way his second in command goes rouge without him knowing." Brett growls.
"We don't have any proof let it go." Sam says pulling into the station.
"I can't," Brett says getting out and helping the guy out of the back.
"I'll take him in and process him. You can go check on Lily, but remember tomorrow afternoon is mine and Quinn's engagement party." Sam reminds him.
"I know, I know, I'll be there." Brett says.
"You'd better since you're my best man." Sam says.
"I'll be there." Brett shouts heading towards his truck.
Brett pulls his phone out and dials the number for Lily's social worker. Two years ago her family was murdered after the father witnessed some huge drug deal and reported it to the police. Brett and Sam where the first to respond and found five year old Lily hiding in a cupboard. Brett took personal responsibility in making sure Lily was alright. He still does. He always gets attached to cases that involve kids or anyone else who's helpless, but this one has stuck with him a lot longer than most others.
'Hey Linda,' Brett says when he hears her pick up.
'Hey Brett, it's kind of early.' Linda says.
'I know I just wanted to know if I could take Lily out for breakfast. I just got off work.' Brett explains.
'Yeah, I'll call the house and tell them you're stopping by.' Linda says.
'Thanks Linda,'
'Anytime Brett,'
With that Brett hangs up and heads to the foster home to pick Lily up. He'd adopt her himself if he could, but since he works so much and weird hours, isn't married and isn't close to his family it's a no go. When he pulls up to the house he chuckles when he sees Lily's face pressed against the front window.
"B!" Lily shouts when Brenda the foster mother opens the door to let Lily out.
"Hey Brenda," Brett shouts waving at her.
"Hi Brett, behave Lily!" Brenda shouts.
"I'll have her back by ten. We're going to go for breakfast and bring a bunch of cupcakes back for everyone." Brett tells her.
"Brett, you're too sweet. Thanks for everything you did last weekend." Brenda says.
"No problem," Brett says.
Brett helps out anyway he can and not just at this foster home, but several in the county both long term and short term places. He fixes things around the houses all the foster parents have to do is give him call. Sam use to tease him that he spends so much of his free time fixing up foster homes until he started dating Quinn who thinks what Brett does it sweet. After that Sam started helping Brett.
"So Lily where do you want to go?" Brett asks starting up the truck.
"McDonalds?" Lily hopefully asks.
"Sure little one."
Lily bounces chatting about how they're going to get a dog in a few weeks the whole ride to McDonalds. When Brett pulls up he groans when he sees Puck a local drug dealer's red truck parked. He would just leave, but Lily's already opening her door.
"Lily I want you to stay close to me." Brett says as they walk towards Puck's truck and the entrance.
"Can I get a Happy Meal?" Lily asks not noticing how tense Brett is.
"Sure," Brett says staring at Puck who's sitting in his truck as he passes.
Just then Puck starts up the engine and backs out. Brett let's out a deep breath thankful that he doesn't have to deal with Puck while he has Lily with him.
"You can get a Mighty Meal if you want." Brett says opening the door for her.
"Really? You're the best B."
Brett just smiles happy that he can make her happy.
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"Brett! I'm so glad you could make it." Quinn says walking over to Brett.
"Like I would miss my best friend and the woman who keeps him straight's engagement party." Brett says chuckling.
"Brett," Quinn says giving him a light shove.
"You know I wouldn't miss celebrating this wonderful event with the two of you." Brett says giving her a hug.
"Thanks B," Quinn says as he hands her a very nice bottle of wine. "I don't want a fight to break out and I already warned Sam, but I'm threatening to rip off your balls if you start fighting." she warns.
"He's here," Brett growls.
"Brett," Quinn growls.
"I don't get why she's dating him." Brett growls frowning.
"Just leave Puck alone tonight please." Quinn begs.
"For you and Sam, I can." Brett says.
Walking out into the backyard he heads straight for Sam needing to stay near his level headed friend to stop himself from doing something stupid.
"Hey man, glad you actually made it on time." Sam says slapping Brett on the back.
"Is he here yet?" Brett asks looking around.
"No," Sam starts before he's interrupted.
"Hey Brett," Santana, Quinn's best friend says walking over.
"Hey San, how are you?" Brett asks smiling at the small beautiful Latina.
"I can't complain, Puck just bought me a new car." Santana says smiling at the handsome tall blonde.
Santana Lopez is the single most beautiful woman Brett's ever seen in his life. Unfortunately when he met her five years ago when Sam started dating Quinn she was already dating Puck and Brett despite having a huge crush on her never gained the confidence to tell her he has a crush on her. He will do anything for her even though she's with Puck and shows no intention of leaving him.
"That's nice," Brett says trying not to sound pissed.
"Baby what are you doing over here with these cops?" Puck asks walking over and putting a possessive arm around her glaring at Brett.
"I'm just talking baby we're all friends." Santana says kissing her cheek.
"Yeah right," Puck growls staring Brett down.
"Puck," Santana sternly says.
"Whatever, come on Santana." Puck says pulling her with him.
"Brett," Sam says holding him back.
"I just want to," Brett says slamming his fist onto a table.
"Dude relax," Sam says. "You going for the opening on the swat team?" he asks.
"What ten years on the force together you finally trying to get rid of me." Brett chuckles.
"Brett, we're thirty now. Ten years we've been beat cops. I'm taking the detective exam, you should try for swat. You have one of the best shots and you'll get to be an even bigger hero. Think about it." Sam tells him.
"I know man, I put my application in today." Brett says staring over at Santana and Puck.
"We'll nail his ass one day for dealing." Sam says feeling sorry for his best bud.
"I hope we do it before he hurts her." Brett softly says.
Sam's about to say something when Quinn comes over and kisses him deeply.
"I'm so happy we're getting married. Now come on I need to introduce to the rest of my family." Quinn says pulling Sam away.
Brett takes a seat and decides he's going to people watch. Okay more like Santana watch, but he pretends to be looking at other people incase Puck notices. He really doesn't want to ruin Quinn's engagement party since it seems to mean so much to her. Watching the sexy Latina he can't help, but get a little hard. She's just so sexy. Everything about her body turns him on beyond belief. Whenever he's around her he has to think of dead animals to stop from getting hard and remind himself she has a boyfriend to stop from kissing her.
Puck. He's been a thorn in not just police's side, but Brett's side personally since he's second year on the force. He doesn't get why Santana continues to date him knowing that not only is he a drug dealer, but he's constantly cheating on her. Brett would never do that to the Latina. But no Puck still has her.
"Hey Brett," Santana softly says sitting down next to him.
Brett nearly jumps out of his seat. He had zoned out thinking of ways to hurt Puck that he hadn't noticed that Puck left and Santana walked over to him.
"Where's Puck?" Brett asks kind of surprised Puck left Santana here as the man is very possessive especially when he's around.
"You know he had shit to do." Santana says knowing to be vague since Brett is a cop after all.
"Awe either a new shipment of drugs came in or a big buyer wants to meet with him personally." Brett says.
"Something like that." Santana softly says playing with her bracelet.
"San, you know if you ever need anything you can come to me." Brett tells her.
"Thanks B, that means a lot to me." Santana says.
"Yeah well you know me I like to help everyone that I can." Brett says shrugging even though she's the one person he really would do anything for.
"It still means a lot to me. My family disowned me when I came out here to LA to sing instead of going to law school so it means a lot to have someone to go to aside from Quinn." Santana says taking his hand in hers and squeezing it.
Brett can't help, but smile at the fact that it sounds like she'd go to him over Puck.
"That sucks about your family, but you're got a new one here. Me, Sam and Quinn can be your adoptive family." Brett tells her a smile on his face as she laces their fingers together.
"Thanks B you're really sweet." Santana says yawning and leaning her head on his shoulder. "So Sam says you're trying to join the swat team." she softly says.
"Yeah with Sam getting married and trying to become a detective I figured that I should try to move up from a beat cop." Brett tells her loving how she's snuggled against him.
"That's really great B. You're a good cop even though you're constantly harassing Puck." Santana says chuckling.
"Someone has to look out for you and make sure you don't go to jail." Brett teasingly says even though he's serious.
"Well you've done more in your thirty years to help people than I have in my twenty-six. You're special B, don't ever forget that." Santana says giving him a kiss on the cheek before getting up.
Brett just watches her head over to Quinn imprinting in his mind the feeling of her lips on his cheek.