Riggs and Murtaugh, sitting in the doc's office. Typical Monday morning.
"Riggs, tell your partner something nice." Dr. Cahill said.
"You are very… good at cooking. I guess. Not as good as Trish, though." Riggs said cracking a small smile after. Roger looked at Cahill, looking offended. She frowned as she looked back at a shrugging Riggs as their phones buzz. "Oop… case." He and Roger got up to leave but before they could, Dr. Cahill stood and stopped them.
"Some day, God forbid, something's going to happen that makes you realize how much you two actually care." She pouted as she walked around to her desk, leaving the boys speechless at her sudden, small, but unexpected nonetheless outburst. They both walked out of the room, tails between their legs.
***(Location: Captain Avery's Office)
"There's been a call from down in the film area. A suspicious person. Looks like a cut-and-dry case. You two can take care of it, given the amount of money you've cost the city of LA these past few days." Captain Avery said, looking at Martin. Riggs laughed, and left.
"You underestimate him." Roger said. Before he could leave, the captain spoke up.
"How's that, Murtaugh?" He snipped.
"Remember our last punishment? It was the noise complaint that ended up with Riggs jumping off of a rooftop, across the street and into a window with a pregnant woman. And that wasn't even half of it." He laughed as he turned his back and left the room, with the captain suddenly questioning this assignment.
"Nothing." Riggs said with a childish tone.
"What'd you expect? A huge firefight?" Roger asked, sarcastically.
"Maybe. Something at least."
"After the last case we had, I'm fine with being out of danger. I have a wife and kids, you know…" He stopped, realizing what he said, he's now staring at Riggs.
"What?"
"Nothing. Let's go." Roger turns the car on and they start on their way to the station, but about ten minutes into the ride, they hear gunfire. Riggs turns on the lights and sirens as Roger slams on the gas. "There's that firefight you wanted." Riggs laughed.
When they got there, they saw four dead bodies. After calling it in, Roger looked around, not catching sight of his partner. Suicidal partner. He reminded himself. He kept quiet, still. He didn't know if there were any stragglers.
"LAPD!" Riggs shouted to a man down a hall. "On your knees! Hands on your head, and interlock your fingers!" He was now running towards the man. When he got there, he stuck his gun in the back of his pants. He got his handcuffs out of his pocket and started to reach for the wrist of the man, but before he could, the guy undid his hands and grabbed a piece of glass from the ground. Before Riggs could react, he felt an immense amount of pain in his abdomen as he saw the suspect's arm fly back with blood slinging in the air towards the wall.
"Damn cops." The suspect said as Riggs fell to the ground, bleeding heavily. He ran off before Martin could get his gun out.
"LAPD! Freeze!" Roger yelled. He saw a bit of red on the man's hands. "On your stomach, hands behind your head with your fingers interlocked! Cross your legs!" The suspect did all of those things. Roger ran up to him after holstering his gun. He put his handcuffs on the guy before knocking him out. He got his gun back out and went towards the door of the warehouse. The dirty glass in it was broken and he could see through. "Riggs!"
"R-rog." Martin gasped. He's breathing heavily as the pool of blood he's laying in gets larger.
"It's gonna be okay. Sorry to disappoint but you're not going to die, today!" Roger yelled.
"Let me go, Rog. I'm beyond saving." Tears began to form in his eyes. One or two running down his temple.
Not long after that, the ambulance sirens could be heard and the gurney was rushed in. They lifted Martin onto it and got him into the vehicle. Roger started to get in before the paramedic stopped him.
"Family only, detective." He said.
"He is family." Riggs tried to say loud enough. It barely was. The paramedic let Roger in and they sped off, with the sirens blazing. Running as many red lights as Riggs does on his own in his pickup.
When they got to the hospital they wheeled Martin in with Roger following behind. The nurses where trying to put an oxygen mask on him while they had already gotten his IV started. He kept pushing it away. Before Roger could let him know he was behind him and to let them put it on, there was screaming.
The EKG was registering a slower beat than it was supposed to with an upset patient.
"Let me go! Please! Let me see her!" Martin screamed. He wouldn't have if he knew Rog was behind him. He'd never purposefully let him see that. None-the-less Roger heard it all and stopped walking with them. Tears now forming in his eyes. The long hallway was coming to an end as he kept hearing his partner and best friend's cries. "I want to see her! Just let me go!" As Roger pulled himself together. (at least a little bit) He ran up in time to see them sedate Riggs. His arms started to slowly drop and they were able to get the oxygen mask on his face.
"How is he?" Trish panted as she quickly stopped in front of Roger.
"He wants them to let him see her." Roger said, choking back more tears.
"Miranda?" she asked. Tears began forming in her eyes. The makeup wasn't perfect anymore but she didn't care. She quickly grabbed Roger and laid her head on his chest as he laid his chin on her head. Rihanna and RJ stood behind. Both with the most fearful looks on their faces as their favorite uncle went into surgery.
Riggs' eyes fluttered open. You could finally see those beautiful brown eyes through those long lashes. He looked over to the recliner and saw Roger sitting on his phone.
"Hey." Riggs said with a little bit of surprise. "You been swimming? You're all wet." He laughed. It was Riggs' blood. He stopped laughing the instant he felt the pain. His eyes widened and he gasped.
"Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy. You just got slashed by unsanitary glass. Doctors say you shouldn't be alive. The amount of blood you lost. That's why I'm wet." Roger put air quotes around "wet".
"I remember that. Not the unsanitary part... But I can't remember anything after. Must've blacked out or something from the blood loss you're talking about." Roger thinks about finding him. He thinks about the haunting cries of desperation to see his lost wife. After noticing that Roger was sort staring at the floor, Riggs decided to pipe up. "Did they give me pain killers? Did I say something stupid?"
"Oh yeah. You told me all about your most embarrassing story. You'll have to repeat it back to me, though. Some of it sounded a little foggy. You know, you were kinda high." He muttered on and on, trying to hide his pain of seeing his partner so hurt and emotionally weak.
"Not a chance. You'll get what you got." He laughed before grabbing at his stomach with a little whimper.
"Seals." Roger laughed. He told Riggs to get some rest before seeing his family outside of the door.