A/N:This is a Christmas Present story for my good friend SWFann. I hope you enjoy this, have a wonderful Christmas!

"He slipped on a banana peel and broke his neck…it's a shame he died so close to Christmas," said Jim Street.

"I agree, he was a good friend…I hate to lose him this way," TJ McCabe said.

"A banana peel of all things," Deke said shaking his head in disbelief.

Harrelson just sat in silence with his chin propped up on his hands…he too in shock. "I can't believe this…" he thought to himself. He wasn't one for showing many emotions, but he was upset by this. One of his very own men…Dominic Luca…he sat there silently and he, Lt. Dan "Hondo" Harrelson the man of little to no emotion like this…cried. It wasn't one of those ugly cries those, just a few tears for his fallen officer.

Deke put a comforting hand on his shoulder, as soon as he felt the touch he was brought to the reality that he had let a few tears fall, he pushed Deke's hand off and dried his tears then went straight into his office and closed the door.

The room grew even more silent than it had been before, it was so quiet you could've heard a ghost creep across the floor.

All three officers sat at their desks just doing paper work, and occasionally glancing over at that empty desk that Luca normally would be at. It wouldn't be empty long, they'd find a replacement…but no one looked forward to that.

When Hilda came downstairs to try to sell them food, that didn't even brighten the mood…no one was really all that hungry.

The day seemed to drag on, and as if the whole world was grieving with them there were not very many calls, it was very quiet. When they started heading home it was awful. Street hit the wall hard with his fist. The wall cracked his knuckles with how hard he hit it, but that didn't faze him, he was upset. He went up the stairs silently.

TJ and Deke shared glances with each other both unsure what to say of the scene.

Meanwhile…

Luca woke up from his dream feeling just fine. He laughed slightly as he looked in the mirror. "Thank God I am alive," he said.

He walked into the kitchen and found a banana sitting on the counter, it was what he was gonna eat for breakfast before he left for work, but now he changed his mind. "I don't think I'm even gonna try it," he said to himself while pulling on his coat. He headed for the door.

When he arrived at work he was greeted warmly by his fellow S.W.A.T. members.

"Sleep well?" TJ asked knowing that his friend had been having a few problems sleeping lately.

"Actually yeah…for the most part…besides that fact my dream was about slipping on a banana peel and dying. You guys were devastated," Luca replied.

"A what!?" TJ asked spinning his chair around.

"You heard me," Luca replied.

"Wow," Street said.

"The worst part about it is…I can actually see that happening," Deke commented.

The room grew dead silent for a few moments. "Let's just hope it doesn't, ok," Luca said while pulling out a pencil to start his paper work.

"Good idea," TJ agreed.

A/N: Sorry for the shortness, but I wanted to make it short and sweet, and keep the theme of sad like you wanted. I was so close to making it go happy. LOL anyway Merry Christmas my friend! And Happy New Year too!