Disclaimer - I do not own Starsky or Hutch - damn shame!
Tough Love
Chapter 1 - Call in the night
It was the middle of the night when his telephone started to ring. He jerked awake, mumbling something incoherently. He glanced at his alarm clock with his bright blue eyes and groaned. It was three am. Detective Starsky leaned over and picked up the receiver on the fourth ring.
"Ello?" he mumbled, knowing full well that he sounded half asleep.
"Starsk?" the voice on the other end of the phone enquired. Starsky was suddenly up and alert.
"Hutch? Buddy, what's wrong?" Starksy's voice was full of concern. He always knew something was badly wrong when his partner woke him up at that time of the morning.
There was silence on the other end of the phone and Starsky frowned. He then attempted to make light of the situation. "Come on Hutch, you can't interrupt my beauty sleep and then go silent on me, speak to me!"
"There's been another one Starsk, Dobey just called me." Hutch said.
Starsky sighed and sat back down on his bed. "Same as the others?" He asked although he already knew the answer.
"Yeah," Hutch replied. "Prostitute, strangled, light brown hair. This one was called Gayle. It just makes me think that someone is trying to get my attention Starsk." Starsky then heard a crash from the other end of the line and knew Hutch was working out his anger on some piece of furniture.
Starsky ran his hand through his hair in frustration. This was the fourth girl murdered in two weeks. The first had been called Greta, the second Glenda, the third Giselle and now, a Gayle. Both Starsky and Hutch had realised early on that who ever was killing these girls wanted Hutch to know all about it. Hutch had shakily reminded Starsky a week ago that it was seven days away from the anniversary of the murder of his ex lover, Gillian. Hutch was sure that the murders were because of him and it was eating him up inside. Nothing Starsky, Dobey or even Huggy Bear could say would make Hutch feel better.
A few days after the third body had been found, the phone calls had begun. The first call was to Hutch at police headquarters. A distorted voice on the other end of the phone had told Hutch he had killed "her" and would pay. When Hutch answered the second call at his apartment, he was greeted to only high-pitched laughter. The third call had been at Huggy Bear's and Starsky himself had answered this one. The distorted voice that Starsky had no way of recognising told him to "Keep a sharp eye on that partner of yours Detective Starsky, none of us know how long we are for this world," before he had hung up. That was only two days ago. Now another young girl's body had been found in the gutter.
Starsky told Hutch that he would be around his place right away and then hung up the phone. It was going to be a really tough night, Starsky could tell. He just hoped he would get his partner safely through it, as he was always there to do.
Tough Love
Chapter 1 - Call in the night
It was the middle of the night when his telephone started to ring. He jerked awake, mumbling something incoherently. He glanced at his alarm clock with his bright blue eyes and groaned. It was three am. Detective Starsky leaned over and picked up the receiver on the fourth ring.
"Ello?" he mumbled, knowing full well that he sounded half asleep.
"Starsk?" the voice on the other end of the phone enquired. Starsky was suddenly up and alert.
"Hutch? Buddy, what's wrong?" Starksy's voice was full of concern. He always knew something was badly wrong when his partner woke him up at that time of the morning.
There was silence on the other end of the phone and Starsky frowned. He then attempted to make light of the situation. "Come on Hutch, you can't interrupt my beauty sleep and then go silent on me, speak to me!"
"There's been another one Starsk, Dobey just called me." Hutch said.
Starsky sighed and sat back down on his bed. "Same as the others?" He asked although he already knew the answer.
"Yeah," Hutch replied. "Prostitute, strangled, light brown hair. This one was called Gayle. It just makes me think that someone is trying to get my attention Starsk." Starsky then heard a crash from the other end of the line and knew Hutch was working out his anger on some piece of furniture.
Starsky ran his hand through his hair in frustration. This was the fourth girl murdered in two weeks. The first had been called Greta, the second Glenda, the third Giselle and now, a Gayle. Both Starsky and Hutch had realised early on that who ever was killing these girls wanted Hutch to know all about it. Hutch had shakily reminded Starsky a week ago that it was seven days away from the anniversary of the murder of his ex lover, Gillian. Hutch was sure that the murders were because of him and it was eating him up inside. Nothing Starsky, Dobey or even Huggy Bear could say would make Hutch feel better.
A few days after the third body had been found, the phone calls had begun. The first call was to Hutch at police headquarters. A distorted voice on the other end of the phone had told Hutch he had killed "her" and would pay. When Hutch answered the second call at his apartment, he was greeted to only high-pitched laughter. The third call had been at Huggy Bear's and Starsky himself had answered this one. The distorted voice that Starsky had no way of recognising told him to "Keep a sharp eye on that partner of yours Detective Starsky, none of us know how long we are for this world," before he had hung up. That was only two days ago. Now another young girl's body had been found in the gutter.
Starsky told Hutch that he would be around his place right away and then hung up the phone. It was going to be a really tough night, Starsky could tell. He just hoped he would get his partner safely through it, as he was always there to do.