TITLE: Law & Order – Fair Game
AUTHOR: D M Harper.
PAIRING: Connie Rubirosa/OFC
SUMMARY: ADA Rubirosa's integrity is challenged as she tackles one of her most personal cases.
RATING: M for sexual content and language.
DISCLAIMER: This story is the work of an over imaginative mind and the basic wish of many gay women who watch and enjoy certain television shows, to see a little v-vroom between two female characters. I like to dabble with the subtext and do so for fun and not for profit. There is no indent to infringe on the copyright of NBC Universal Television or Dick Wolf. This entertainment does feature consensual sexual interaction between two females, so if you are underage or unable to view due to restrictions in your part of the world, be gone with you and take my sympathy with you. If you find such material offensive, too bad, so sad, you chose to enter this web site of your own free will, hence you have no one to whine to expect yourself - now bugger off!
A/N: Cheers to Wendy Woo for the proof reading, I owe you a carton of Vodka.
Chapter 1
Thirty-four year old New York City Police Sergeant Kristen Stanton launched her five foot ten, athletic frame out of the still moving Radio Motor Patrol and hit the pavement running. Depressing the transmission button on the radio mike attached to her winter jacket, she said, "Central, Unit two-six. I am now 10-601, in foot pursuit of male Caucasian Freddy Timber aged twenty, five foot six, wanted in connection with a 10-29 robbery. Suspect is wearing black Nike tracksuit and light blue woollen hat - out."
"Roger that Unit two-six. Backup has been deployed – Central out."
Stanton hurdled over the two foot high concrete wall and rapidly gained on the fleeing suspect. She could finally hear the footsteps of her partner Ted Yates behind her. Thirty-three year old Yates had been rostered to her tour while her regular partner Glenn Pate was unfit for duty battling a bad chest infection. He was not due back for another week and Stanton wasn't happy pairing with Yates. The Sergeant had reluctantly agreed to have abrasive Yates ride with her. There had been conflict between the two of them for years and she was loath to trust the six foot man on a professional or personal level.
The Sergeant was one step behind the perp when she felt a heavy weight come crushing down on her from behind. As she crashed to the ground with a loud oomph, she noted that Timber had stopped running and was about four feet in front of her. He turned his head in her direction with an expression of utter bewilderment on his face. There was the loud echo of a gun discharging and Timber fell onto the ground of the darkened alley.
Trying to roll out from under the knee wedged between her shoulder blades, Stanton growled as she felt a hot pain pierce her right side.
The heavy body on top of her leaned over her right ear and announced, "That's what you get for saying no to me bitch."
Stanton's attempt to reach around and grab hold of the offending Yates was stymied when another shot of searing agony ripped into her left side.
Yates snarled, "And that's what happens when you stick your fucking nose into my business."
Struggling against the hurt, Stanton pushed up with both hands on the ground and lifted the weight and herself up. Yates tumbled to the ground and she rolled away from the man assigned to be her partner.
Stumbling to her feet, the Sergeant looked down to her left side and saw the handle of a knife protruding between the edges of her bulletproof vest. "What the hell?" she managed to say before drawing her 9mm Glock and aiming it at Yates
Yates reached for his ankle holster, withdrew a thirty-eight and sneered, "You are done bitch."
Stanton was fast losing her grip on consciousness and didn't see or hear anymore, but did feel the bullet as it entered her abdomen below the hemline of her vest. "Fuck!" she uttered before firing her weapon and falling backwards into a black abyss.
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Detective Ed Green, a thirty-eight year old African-American with a neatly trimmed goatee, looked up from his desk as Lieutenant Anita Van Buren exited her office. "What you got LT?"
Handing him a piece of message paper, the mid-fifties African-American commanding officer replied, "A dead perp and a cop shooting. The officer isn't expected to survive, so grab Lupo and get over there ASAP."
On cue, Detective Cyrus Lupo, six foot one and a half, thirty-four with curly dark hair and a scraggy beard, joined them.
Green stood up to his full six feet and three inches, "Come on man, grab your coat, we got a job on."
"Oh and Ed," added Lieutenant Van Buren wretchedly. "It's one of our own from this Precinct."
"Shit!" muttered the detective as he and his partner ran toward the elevator.
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The two detectives approached Captain Gordon Parsons as he stood to the left of the cordoned off area of the alley that was lit up with emergency lighting. The Officers of the Crime Scene Unit were busy processing the crime site while Doctor Elizabeth Rodgers from the Medical Examiner's Office was examining the deceased suspect.
Ed nodded to the slightly greying, stocky Parsons, "How you doing Captain?"
"Not that good Ed. We got one dead suspect and an Officer in bad shape on the way to hospital. She crashed twice before the Paramedics got her stable enough for transport."
"Jesus," stated Lupo. "What happened?"
Captain Parsons pointed towards the uniformed Officer sitting on the concrete wall. Both detectives recognised him immediately and frowned.
"Officer Yates and Sergeant Stanton," began Parsons.
"Did you say Stanton?" interrupted Green.
"You know her?"
"Yes, she is a close friend," replied a clearly upset detective.
"I know of her from my days with uniform," added Lupo. "She's an excellent cop, but I don't know her personally. So how did it go down Captain Parsons?"
"The Officers were in pursuit of a Freddy Timber who was wanted in connection to a spate of robberies in the area. When Yates pulled up outside Timber's building, he took off. The Sergeant gave chase on foot then Timber attacked her with a knife then shot her. Yates caught up to them and shot Timber as he was fleeing. CSU have recovered the knife and a thirty-eight beside Timber's body."
"Seems fairly straight forward," remarked Lupo while Green stared at Yates.
Parsons arched his left eyebrow, "A little too straight forward for my liking. Go talk to Yates and get his statement."
"You got it Captain," replied Lupo.
"Something bothering you Gordon?" enquired Green.
"I don't trust Yates, he's a slimy bastard."
"Thanks for the heads up," acknowledged Lupo.
"You're welcome."
"Okay, talk to you soon and I hope Sergeant Stanton will be all right," said Lupo as he headed towards the Uniformed Officer.
"Me too," replied Green, trying to keep the panic from his voice. He followed his partner and took notes as Officer Yates recounted his version of events.
"So how long was Sergeant Stanton out of your line of sight for before you caught up with her?" asked Lupo.
"Only a minute or two, I fell over while getting out of the Patrol car and Sarge is much quicker than me."
"Okay, I think we have enough for the time being, but we will need you to make a formal statement down at the station as soon as possible."
Ed looked at his watch, realising that dinner with her girlfriend Christine was now inadvertently cancelled and a good friend was fighting for her life.
Officer Yates got to his feet, "I'm ready to do it now. You know, get it all down while it's still fresh in my mind."
Lupo enquired, "Are you okay to drive?"
"Yeah, I am good. I'll meet you back at the station house."
Green noted the man didn't seem too upset with his partner's predicament and asked, "So where is your Patrol car?"
"Four blocks away," answered the Officer while pointing in an easterly direction.
"All right," said Lupo. "We will see you back at the station."
The two detectives were immediately approached by CSU Captain Judith Siper, "Detectives."
"Hey Captain, watcha got for us?" enquired Green.
"We have recovered a thirty-eight from the right hand of the perp and it's been fired at least twice. Officer Yates' service weapon is missing one bullet and Sergeant Stanton apparently got one shot off."
Lupo cocked his brows, "Why did you say apparently?"
"We haven't located the slug. The shell casing we recovered, but still no bullet."
"Thanks Cap," said Green as the two detectives stooped under the crime scene tape and walked with the Captain to the pool of blood four feet away from where Elizabeth Rodgers was kneeling down beside Timber.
The doctor was busy zipping up a body bag when she looked up, "Green, Lupo, how you guys doing?"
"A lot better than our perp there," replied Green while trying to stay focused on the case and not think about Kristen.
"You could say that," responded the M.E. "I'll call you as soon as I have anything Detectives."
"Appreciate it Doc," replied Lupo as an assistant helped the M.E. load the body onto a gurney and wheel it over to the dark blue van.
Captain Siper went and examined the ground where Timber had been lying, "Well, the slug isn't here either."
"What's your theory?" asked Lupo.
"It pretty much ties in with what Yates said, but something is just not right. I'll get back to you when I'm done. I'm going to widen the search area."
"We'll leave you to it," offered Green.
Green and Lupo walked back over to Captain Parsons and Lupo asked, "How long were Yates and Stanton partners?"
"Only this shift, the Sergeant's regular partner is out with the flu. I had to roster Yates on because I had nobody else to fill the spot."
Lupo continued to take the lead as Green lost himself in thoughts of how Kristen was doing. "I couldn't help but detect some animosity towards Yates Captain."
"I don't like the guy and no one wants to work with him."
"And why is that?"
"He's a cowboy, does things his way and doesn't mind breaking the rules and has been cited for misconduct on a previous occasion. I've had him cleared for transfer to the four-two, he starts there next month."
"How did Sergeant Stanton get on with Yates?"
"She tolerated him and was professional at all times, but didn't like him. You guys think there is more to this then a simple chase down and shooting?"
Lupo smirked, "We are just looking at all angles Captain."
"What hospital did they transport Stanton to?" asked Green eager for some news.
"Hudson, I'm on my way there now," answered the distressed Captain.
"I'll hitch a ride with you, I need to be there. I'll meet you back at the house, but go ahead and start the interview without me Lupes."
"I'll have the Lieutenant sit in," suggested Lupo.
Detective Green followed Parsons to his vehicle and swiftly called his girlfriend to apologise about dinner and to inform her Kristen had been seriously injured. He tried not to cry when Christine broke down and he reassured her he would call as soon as he knew anything.
Onto the next chapter!