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At the beach house-------------------------
"Hey Steve, wanna go for a surf?" Jesse Travis asked as he walked in the kitchen.
"Jess, there are actually some people who still have to work." Steve replied a little annoyed.
"Aah, come one Steve. The weather's great. Please, please, please..." Jesse begged. Steve held up his hand.
" Alright, alright. But I'm first gonna finish this." Steve gave in.
"Yes!" Jesse yelled excited. "I'm already gonna go outside." He added. He grabbed his surfboard and ran out. Steve shook his head. His best friend had just returned from a double shift at the hospital and he had still enough energy to go surfing. Steve looked at the mess ,also know as his paperwork, in front of him and sighed. Why did he always had to do this? He was a damn homicide detective. Mostly he could escape it by telling he had some case to investigate but know it caught up with him. He guessed this was his paperwork from the last 3 months. Well, this was his own fault for waiting so long but ,hey, no one at the precinct liked paperwork. He quickly added here and there a few sentences and went to change in his surfing equipment.
Jesse slowly walked towards the sea, the cool breeze ruffling through his hair. He stood still for a moment and looked around. The beach was nearly deserted. Here and there were still a couple of people enjoying the afternoon sun. He looked at the sea. The waves were pretty calm with sometimes a bigger one. He hoped Steve would be out here soon. He was lucky to have a friend like Steve. Well, he was more like the big brother he always wanted.
"Hey, Jesse, remember me?" a voice behind him called. Jesse turned around and came face-to-face with a middle aged man. He remembered him as some one Steve had arrested once. He couldn't remember his name though. He backed away a few steps.
"You. I thought you were in prison!" He yelled.
"I was but I got out. And it wasn't for my good behaviour." The guy mocked and pulled out a gun, pointing at Jesse's chest. Jesse's eyes widened in shock. His surfboard fell to the ground.
" Finally I can get my revenge. That'll teach Sloan and his dad." The guy laughed satisfied and pulled the trigger. Jesse felt a stinging pain in his chest and fell to the ground. Be fore he passed out he saw the guy run away.
Steve was about to walk out when he head a shot on the beach. Great, first paperwork, now this. Now his day was completely ruined. He grabbed his badge and gun and ran out. At the beach he saw a bunch of people gathering around some one. Steve didn't see who it was until he got through the bunch. He gasped and fell to his knees, next to Jesse.
"Some one call an ambulance." He yelled.
" Already done that." A female responded. He smiled at her before turning back to Jesse.
"Jess? Jess, can you hear?" he asked, taking Jesse's cold hand in his. Jesse groaned as a response but didn't open his eyes.
"Don't worry, it's gonna be okay." He comforted Jesse and himself at the same time. He couldn't help but feel guilty about this. He should've gone out with Jesse at once. Finally the ambulance arrived.
"Will you be driving with the ambulance?" One of the guys asked.
"No, I'll take my own car, thanks." Steve replied. The guy nodded and the ambulance drove off.
"How is he?" the same girl from earlier asked.
"He'll be fine, I hope." Steve spoke. The girl nodded and walked away. Steve decided to call his dad. He took his cell phone and dialled his number.
"Dr. Sloan speaking." Came Mark's voice.
"Hey, dad. It's me." Steve said in a shaky voice.
"Steve! What's wrong?" his dad asked worried.
"Jesse got shot." Steve told him. Mark gasped.
"What happened?" Mark asked.
"I don't know. He came over and asked me to go surfing. I said I had to finish of something so he went outside. A few minutes later I heard a gunshot. I ran out and saw him, bleeding." Steve answered. "I'm coming to the hospital now." He added.
"Okay, bye Steve." Mark greeted.
"Bye dad." Steve took Jesse's surfboard and took it back in the beach house. Then he himself drove off to the hospital, hoping Jesse would be okay.
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The fifth and last chapter should be up by next week (I hope).