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This is my first Rookie Blue FanFic. Thank-you for reading. Love to know what you think.
They say a phone rings somewhere, in the world, every single second of a day. The thing about a ringing phone is that it has the unique ability to bring with it a multitude of emotions not only to the receiver, but the operator as well. Joy, smiles and laughs, frustration, confusion, anger, sadness, depression or fear can erupt once a ringing phone is answered.
It started with a phone call, to Frank Best's office, at 10:28 in the morning. The type of call no boss ever wants to receive.
After sitting for a moment at his desk and taking several deep breaths he stood up, walked out of his window encased office to speak to his secretary.
"Officer Swarek and McNally are partnered today and out on patrol. Have them contacted. I need them to return to the station ASAP. Tell them to come to my office as soon as they arrive."
"Then find Detective Barber and Officer Nash and have them both...come...no...um...have them both go to meeting room...is room one available?
"Yes, it is."
"Okay, locate them both and have them meet me in room one. Let me know as soon as everyone is present."
"Yes sir. Is everything alright?"
"I can't say yet. I'll be in my office, but hold all my calls for now."
A few minutes later
"Car 1505, heading back to the station as requested. ETA 15 minutes."
"Why do you think Frank wants to see us? I mean it must be urgent for him to call us back to the station in the middle of a shift and request to see us in his office. Do you think we're in trouble? I mean I thought the books were closed on the whole suspension fiasco once we were both reinstated. Do you think something has happened to my Dad? Maybe I should call him. You don't think Frank has decided to replace me with G.I. Joe? I mean fire me from..."
"McNally...McNally!"
"Yea!"
"You're over thinking again."
"I know, it's just..."
"Relax, call your Dad and see if he is alright."
"Please answer, please answer, please answer...Dad! Hi...no, no...everything is fine. I just called...to see if we could have lunch one afternoon next week. You can, great, I'll call you tonight...Love you too, bye."
"I take it Tommy is fine?"
"Yea, we're having lunch with him one day next week."
"Ah huh, Okay then. Lunch it is."
"I can tell those wheels in your head are still spinning in overdrive. Look, McNally, we've established your Dad is well. You have to admit that we have not done anything to get ourselves in trouble since we were reinstated. Both of us have been nothing but professional at work. You have even managed to be early to parade every day. It is possible we are being called back for a meeting about the Brennan undercover job, but I doubt it. A meeting would just be scheduled. Even if there has been a development."
"Okay, but what about G.I. Joe?"
"If Frank was going to fire you he would have done it this morning or he would do it at the end of shift. He would not call you back in the middle of a shift."
"But..."
"McNally, trust me."
"It's just that he is G.I. Joe..."
"Yea, but he is not awesome. I am awesome. You took me down on your very first day as a cop. That, in itself, makes you awesome. Then, your awesome training officer, namely me, trained you so you are therefore, without a doubt, are awesome. As for G.I. Joe I worked with him for a couple of days, and I can tell you he is not awesome. He's too "yippee-yie-yah-cowboy-lets-pull-out-my-gun-and-shoot-at-car-tires". Frank is not replacing you with him. Trust me."
"Okay...I'll stop thinking."
"Sure you will."
"I'll think "quietly" then. You won't be able to even tell."
"McNally!"
"Yea!"
"We're about to pull into the station. You don't have any more time to think quietly or otherwise. And just for the record, I can always tell when you are thinking."
Frank Best heard a knock on his door.
"Come in."
"Sir, Detective Barber and Officer Nash are both back at the station and I have them waiting in meeting room one. Officers Swarek and McNally are just outside. Do you want me to send them into your office? Frank's secretary stated.
"Yes, and thank you Ellie." Frank said as he stood up and walked around his desk to receive his officers.
"You wanted to see us, Frank?" Sam questioned after he and Andy entered their superior's office and shut the door.
"Yes, sit a minute." Frank replied as he stood in front of his desk and looked at both of his officers.
"Thank-you both for returning to the station as quickly as you did. Neither one of you are in trouble. I want you to know that. There's a situation. Andy, you and Nash are good friends and Sam you and Jerry have been close since your academy days together. I've called you both back here...to...I need you both to act in a "support" role for your friends. I have to speak to Nash and Jerry. Ellie has them both sitting in meeting room one waiting for me. Would you both accompany me now and be present when I speak to them?"
Sam and Andy glanced at each other.
"Sure boss, no problem." Sam answered.
"Yes Sir." Andy answered.
"We need to go now then."
Meeting room one
"Please, everyone take a seat."
"There is no easy way to tell you why I have called you all here. If truth be told, I have been in this position a couple of times before, but never with people have I had a relationship with. Believe me when I say that makes what I am about to say even harder."
Small glances went back and forth between the four officers.
"Officer Nash...Traci...is your son currently here in Toronto with you or is he on vacation, up north, with his father?"
"He's with Dex. Why?...What has happened?"
"He is definitely with his father?"
Jerry placed Traci's hand in his and entwined their fingers. Andy, who was sitting on the other side of Traci turned to face her friend, and in a show of concern placed her arm around Traci's shoulders.
"He's with Dex and his paternal grandparents. Dex's parents own a cottage, on the shores of Lake Simcoe, just north of Barrie. Dex took a job in Barrie and has been living there for the last few months. Leo is there with Dex for the summer. Why?"
"Okay, then he definitely is in Barrie with Dex? He's not back in the city with you?"
"Yes, I mean he's in Barrie with Dex...what...what has happened."
"Dex's parents had to come back to the city for a couple of days. There daughter broke her arm when she fell from a chair trying to repair a blind. Their son-in-law was out of town on business when the accident happened. They went to help with the grandchildren till he could return."
"According to the Grandparents, Dex had a couple of days off, so apparently your son stayed up north with him. You've just confirmed he was with Dex in Barrie."
"Dex's parents arrived back at the cottage around 9:30 this morning. They found Dex lying unconscious on the shore of the lake behind the cottage. He was lying face up with his body half in the water half out. Leo was no where to be found."
"Where...no...no...where is my baby?" Traci asked desperately while tears started welling up in her eyes.