Hey me again! Here is another Golly fic. A few quick notes:

1. I don't own the characters or anything. Not being paid

2. I am not from Canada so I am using Google and my imagination

3. There are going to be some TW's. I will try and put a warning at the beginning of each chapter if I feel something could possibly be a trigger. (If even one reader thinks there needs to be a warning I will put one)

4. This story is not going to be updated regularly, since I have a few other fics in the works

5. I have no beta so all mistakes are mine (there are going to be a lot!)

6. I have no idea about Canadian law/ law in general so I am googling and again using my imagination.

Please R&R!

"1519, detectives are requesting backup at the Lucas Apartments."

Gail and Chris looked at each other and nodded. Chris grabbed the radio and said, "1519, en route ETA 5 minutes."

Gail turned the lights on and they headed over to the apartments.

When they arrived at the scene they could see Detectives Nash and Peck standing outside trying to speak with a crowd of people.

Gail and Chris got out of their car and walked up to them. There was a lot of people talking, except for a tall freakishly large man that Steve was trying to speak with. He just stared at Steve with a blank expression.

Chris tapped Steve on the shoulder and tilted his head over towards the squad car.

Steve and Traci gave the crowd one last look and walked away with Gail and Chris.

Gail looked around and asked, "What's going on Steve? Why are they just standing around?"

Steve sighed and said, "We were called in because the Lucas apartments are a known residence for gangs and drugs. Traci was called in because at around 9:30AM there was a homicide reported. When we get here this is what we see. They are all members of the local Muerte Boys gang. They won't let us through. They said they want to handle it themselves."

Chris nodded in understanding, "So they do their own form of justice."

Steve nodded and said, "Yeah. They won't even let the coroner's van through to start preserving evidence. It's going to be a shit show when we try and get Holly through to see the body."

Gail's attention snapped from the crowd to Steve, "Holly? Seriously! Why does my girlfriend always seem to get the crazy difficult cases."

Traci smiled and said, "Dr. Howsner is at a conference in Ottawa. Holly is the only other forensic pathologist in the area."

Gail groaned and asked, "Is it even safe for her to be here?"

Steve sighed and said, "I can put her in a vest and if I can get this crowd to move then I can go in with her."

Just then they saw Holly's Jeep pull up to the scene. Holly seemed to have taken a moment to take a deep breath before getting out of her car.

Gail and Traci both noticed. Traci turned to Gail and asked, "Is Holly ok?"

Gail shrugged and said, "I'm not sure. She was fine this morning."

Holly got out of the car and grabbed her forensics kit.

Gail smiled and waved Holly over, "Hey lunchbox, over here."

Holly walked over and smiled, "Hey. What do we have?"

Steve and Traci both shrugged, "We don't know. The 'crew' over there won't let us through. We are working on getting them to make way for you and the van but they don't seem to be budging. While you are here we want to put you into a vest."

Holly held up her hand and confidently said, "That won't be necessary"

Gail went to tell Holly to reconsider but Holly had already began walking towards the crowd.

Holly walked half way there before she yelled, "Hey Dumbo, why don't you move your ass."

The large man stopped talking and so did the crowd. Gail and Chris both rested their hands on their guns. Steve and Traci also undid their gun for their holster.

Traci looked at Gail and non verbally asked, 'what the actual fuck?!'

Gail just shrugged and turned her attention back to the crowd.

The large man slowly turned around and looked at a smirking Holly. The large man gave Holly a once over put his hand to his waist. Gail went to make a move when Holly looked at her and shook her head.

The man then lifted his shirt and showed a tattoo on his side of a bird landing in a tree. Holly then lifted her own shirt and showed her side tattoo of the same bird and tree.

Holly then said, "No matter how far, or how long.."

The man then finished the sentence, "You will always have a home with me."

Holly then started walking forward, two of the gang members stepped in her way. One short and round the other tall and skinny. The large man grunted and said, "Hey, let her through."

One of the men said, "What ever Tank", while the other looked at Holly and said, "Why? Who the fuck is this bitch? She yours? If not I call dibs."

Gail heard, she growled ready to shoot the little fucker for even thinking about 'calling dibs' on her girlfriend. But it seemed that Steve knew what she was thinking and tightly grabbed onto her shoulder.

Holly looked at the tall and skinny one, then looked back at the one they called Tank, "Really Dumbo..? May I?"

Tank shrugged, laughed, and said, "Go ahead. You know there are cops right Poindexter?"

Holly smiled and nodded. Holly then took a step towards the skinny gang member and waited for him to grab her by the wrist before her fist shot out and punched him in the throat.

As the skinny one fell to the ground coughing. Holly walked to Tank and said, "You really should teach them some manners."

The skinny one was still on the floor gasping, but he was able to get a question out, "Tank who the fuck is this bitch?"

Tank smirked said, "This is my sister, Holly 'Poindexter' Stewart."

A/N: I know this wasn't long but I have the 2nd chapter written should be up soon.

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