Chapter 1:

Being new at an office job is terrible. You are not in the loop with the office gossip.

Being new at SWAT is terrifying. You don't know if you can trust them to have your back or not.

Hi, my name is Tristan Hart and I've just been transferred to LA SWAT.

I stepped out of my car, resting an arm over my door. The SWAT building looked a lot larger in person than it did on TV. I gulped, grabbing my bag from the back seat. Breathe, Tristan. You got this.

I flashed my badge at the desk clerk, as I walked through security. I was supposed to be meeting a man named Hondo. He was going to be my team lead. I stood off to the side of the gym area, hoping that Hondo would find me.

I stood there for a good ten minutes before an Asian man and a woman with short dark hair walked over. "Do you need something?" The Asian asked, resting his hand on his hostler.

I removed my sunglasses. "I am waiting on Hondo."

The woman looked me up and down, "Are you Tristan Hart?"

I nodded at her. "Yes."

They looked at each other. "I'm Victor." The Asian, I mean Victor, said, sticking out his hand for me to shake. I took it.

"This is Chris." He pointed at her.

"Hi." I waved at her.

She smiled at me. "It is nice to finally having another girl on the team."

I grinned. "I bet. I was the only girl on my team back in long beach, so I know what you mean."

Victor smacked my shoulder. "So, you are from long beach. We've got someone for you to meet."

I frowned. "Who?"

They smirked at each other and pulled me off towards the kitchen. They had whispered to each other, trying to make sure that I didn't hear them. I tightened the grip on my bag and followed them.

Victor pushed open the door and yelled, "Look what I found wandering the hallways looking for Hondo." Chris moved from being in front of me.

Everyone in the room turned and looked at me. I looked around the room, trying to figure everyone out. When I reached the last person, I screamed.

"JIMMY!" I dropped my bag and ran across the room. He met me half way, wrapping his arms around me.

"Tris!" He held me tightly. We hugged for a good five minutes before someone cleared their throat.

I pulled away, blushing. "Sorry about that." Jimmy still had his arm wrapped my shoulders.

A tall black man, I assume is Hondo, smiled. "It's cool. We didn't know Street had a girlfriend that was also SWAT."

Jimmy and I looked at each other and gagged. "No! We aren't together." Jimmy replied.

"Yeah, no. We were in foster care together. We did everything together. I was the one that talked Jimmy into going to the Academy with me." I grinned at him, just thinking about all the trouble we caused growing up.

A bearded man looked at us. "I thought Buck was the one that got you into the Academy, Street."

I smirked. "Buck helped, but I blackmailed him into joining with me."

Jimmy rolled his eyes and pulled away from me. "You did not blackmail me. You guilted me into joining."

Everyone chuckled. "Are you the reason he acted out?"

I gasped. "No! That was all him. It has always been him causing trouble. You should have seen him as a kid. Always wanting to stick up for me, but also starting fights to show off for other girls."

He smacked me. "Stop it."

I grinned at him, then turned to the team. "I have so many stories about Jimmy."

Everyone looked excited. Jimmy paled and rubbed his face. "Please don't."

Christ grinned. "Please do."

The door slammed open, a slightly older blond man walked in. "What are we not doing, but doing?"

The bearded man laughed. "Newbie, grew up with Street. She was just about to tell us some stories about him."

The new guy grinned widely. "Yeah?"

I nodded my head. "Yup."

Jimmy covered my mouth. "Nope. She is not."

I rolled my eyes, licking his hand. That caused him to remove his hand from my mouth. "Jimmy, you should know not to do that."

He went to wash his hands. "Yeah, yeah."

I walked over to the blonde guy. "I'm Tristan Hart."

He looked down at me. "I'm Dom Luca."

"Nice to meet you."