Chapter 1

At the academy they say everyday as a police officer is filled with tough decisions and new challenges you need to face. You serve and you protect. A couple weeks ago we were still at the academy, now it's the end of the first week as a rookie. Nothing major has happened, only a couple of speeding tickets and DUI's.

'2 male suspects and a female seen leaving the scene of a break and enter. Subjects were last seen on the corner of Jane and Finch. Requesting officers.' Came over the police radio.

"1519 responding." Officer Tommy McNally, my training officer responded to the call. He turned on the sirens and we sped up. Finally, we get our first real take down.

"Swarek, in these situations we don't know in the subjects are armed but we have to assume they are so get ready to draw your gun at a moment's notice." I nodded. Officer McNally stopped suddenly. "Let's go Swarek, I will go see if we can find more information and you see if you can see the subjects anywhere."

I walked over to my friends and fellow rookies Oliver Shaw and Frank Best.

"Do you guys know anything about these subjects? I need to get some points with McNally." I asked them.

"Maybe if you didn't follow everything to the letter he might think you would actually be able to think for yourself." Luke Callaghan, a rookie who no one really liked, told me. I glared at him.

"I asked around and witnesses say that there were two guys, average height and weight, well build and wearing black hoodies. The girl was describes at brunette, 5 foot 7 wearing all black." Shaw told me.

"Thanks buddy." I patted him on the back.

"Swarek," McNally called me. "I need to head back to the barn; Boyko is going to give you a ride back to the station in a bit."

"Yes sir."

I was walking toward the house when I caught a glimpse of a girl. I could see her brunette hair and brown eyes staring at all the cops around, like she was looking for someone in particular. Her eyes locked with mine and she smiled at me. I was about to smile back when all the sudden she took off running. That was when I noticed that she had a black hoodie on and match the description of the suspect. She didn't look over 18. I started running after her. She was heading down an alley. I reached for my radio.

"This is Officer Swarek, Suspect spotted; I am currently chasing her down an alley just off of finch."

I continued following her. I was within 10 feet of her. She threw off her hat and ran into an abandoned building. I entered the building and couldn't see any sign of her. I drew out my gun and started walking around.

"Hello." I said. No response. "Why don't you come out." Still no response. "I think I'm just talking to myself here. Of course she is gone, why would a criminal listen to a cop." I kept rattling out. I heard a giggle. I looked up and saw the source of it.

"I like you, your funny." She told me. She was sitting on the second floor with her legs hanging over the edge. I could see her long brown hair matted a little from running. She was wearing a pair of black leather pants and a black button down top with a silver design on the side. She reached behind her for something.

"Hands where I can see them." I yelled out. She laughed even more.

"Rookie?" she asked. I stared at her. "I can tell. You see you have this certain jumpy attitude to you." She stood up. I gripped my gun a little tighter. "It's okay Officer, I'm just going to come down the stairs." She put her hands up. She stopped right in front of me, I couldn't help but notice how her eyes seemed to shine. She had a pierced eyebrow and a bunch of piercings on her ears.

"Swarek." She said.

"What?" I replied shocked, how did she know my name?

"It's on your tag." She giggled out, it sounded like angel's singing. I shouldn't feel like this for a criminal. I am a cop. She put her hands out, that is when I noticed she had a tattoo on her wrist of some foreign symbols.

"Are you going to handcuff me, or am I going to have to do this myself?" she asked with amusement clearly in her voice. I think she knew i was staring at her. I put my gun back in its holster and grabbed out my handcuffs and handcuffed her.

"What's your name Swarek?" she asks me.

"Swarek." I reply without thinking. This girl really affects me.

"Your first name? Swarek Swarek?" she looked at me humorously.

"Sam." I said.

"Sam." She repeated. It sounded so nice coming off of her lips.

"How about you, what's your name?" I inquired.

"Drea." She replied.

"Why did you give in so easily?" I asked her as we started walking back towards the scene.

Drea shrugged, "A little extra points with your T.O wouldn't hurt."