Fighting Against the Odds

Ally's POV (Prologue)

"Make sure you lock him up nice and tight, we're not letting this sucker get out again." I said eyeing the red headed criminal that was sitting in the back seat of the cop car.

"Yes ma'am Ms. Dawson we'll make sure he won't get out again thanks for your help." The cop said with a tip of his hat. He walked to the other side of the car and hopped inside driving off down the road. I smiled and walked back to the building, we had just caught the criminal that was robbing almost every bank in Miami. I was lucky enough to be going to the bank for a withdrawal when he busted in through the air vent.

Officer Clark suddenly appeared around the corner with a warm smile on his face.

"Great job today Dawson I'm proud you caught the thief red handed." He said wiping some sweat off his forehead. I blushed at the sweet comment, Officer Clark has been my boss since day one in the Miami police department.

"Well thanks Officer Clark, it wasn't that hard actually I was glad I was there to protect the people." I said with a soft laugh. He smirked and grabbed his gun along with his badge. "We need to get back to the office I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise?" I asked a bit shocked. In all my years of working for the Miami PD I have never once have gotten a surprise, it's not like I wanted one really I didn't expect much of a present out of this job. My present was to stop crime in Miami and keep the citizens safe and unharmed.

He nodded at my irrelevant question, "I know you may think it's crazy but I think this was benefit you in more ways than one."

I cocked an eyebrow suspiciously, okay now I'm a bit scared.

We walked out of the small crime scene and down the sidewalk to the police department. The department was only a three minute walk from the bank, I was considered lucky for it being here today since I have never liked the location of where it has been for a while.

He opened the door for me and I walked inside. I passed my office and decided to head up the stairs. But then I stopped realizing that something was different about my office. I took four steps back and looked through the window of my office.

It was completely empty. I felt as if the air was taken out of my lungs.

So this was Officer Clark's surprise; to fire me.

I knew I shouldn't have stolen his donuts the other day, I told him it was an honest mistake but he apparently took it to the heart.

"Officer Clark..."

"Ally," He said putting a hand on my shoulder. I was preparing myself for the worst. "You've been working here for a while and I thought just maybe..."

"Maybe!? Officer Clark I love my job you can't just do this to me! I thought I was worthy to be here and if you think doing this will get your donuts back it will not!" I yelled offensively. I know, maybe I should have been a bit nicer but I was furious more likely to be upset.

Officer Clark looked at me with confusion and complete awe. "But Ally I just thought maybe it would be better for you. You know move on do bigger and better things with your life than just this." He explained. I looked at him in anger and he stepped back, "Better!? You think firing me from the only job I love will make me feel better?!" I yelled. I was getting strange looks from the office lady but I simply didn't care I was too busy being mad.

Suddenly he started to laugh, I gawked at him, "This is not a laughing matter I demand a reason to why this is happening!"

"Dawson, I'm not firing you."

I sighed and took a deep breath of relief as I held a hand to my chest. Thank God he wasn't firing me I don't think I would be able to live myself not knowing why I had gotten fired from the best job ever.

I laughed awkwardly and crossed my arms trying to look more composed than I felt.

"Then what were you exactly talking about?" I asked raising an eyebrow. He bit back laughter and maintained his composure, "Well I was thinking about transferring you."

"Transferring me? To where?" I questioned. I didn't want to be transferred. I loved this place more than anything. It was my everything. "To the highest ranking department in the city, Miami detective department."

"There's a detective department?"

"Yes." He answered. He pulled a set of keys out of his pockets and opened the door to my office. He jerked his head to the inside and I walked inside carefully. I sat down in a solid black chair as he took the other seat behind the desk. He sat his hands upon the desk intertwining his fingers.

"Ally I think this would be a great opportunity for you, the detective department is basically full of detective's we work with state crimes as they work more with worldwide investigations." He explained. I bit my lip a bit doubtful about the recent offer.

"What do you mean by worldwide investigations?"

"As in they deal with assassins, serial killers, terrorist, you could basically say they work like the FBI but they are more discreet about it." He said with a smile. I could tell he was trying to persuade me with the point of all the action but I still wasn't buying it. I loved how simple my job was and I didn't want to change it.

"So what makes them so important?" I asked. He sighed rubbing his temples, "Ally I know this is hard but this is really great offer even I would take it. Getting the chance to actually take down the bad guys, go undercover in foreign lands, meet the ladies..."

I laughed and flashed me a smile, "But I'm being serious Ally you've always wanted some action, this job just may be your chance to change history in the Miami detective department." He spoke.

"Wait change history?"

"If you take the offer you'll be the first woman to become a detective in all of Miami!" He enthused. "Whoa Officer Clark, you mean they're are only men there?" I asked in disbelief. I would have thought that there were at least a couple women there...

He nodded. "Ally you have got to do this, for me please. This is an honor a once in a lifetime thing don't waste it."

I bit my lip in hesitation. Trying weigh out the pro's and con's of this situation. If I went I would get to kick some butt and prove that women can accomplish things just as men can. But on the down side I would have be the black sheep of the place, the only girl as a detective. I would probably be looked down upon as an underachiever.

But I realized that the pro's would weigh out the con's.

How hard can managing a couple of guys be? If I just be myself and stay strong and positive I can do this.

Suddenly Officer Clark stuck out his hand, "Well Dawson do we have a deal?"

My hand reached out reluctantly but made its way to his shaking it firmly. "We have a deal." I said proudly.

He smiled and stood up, "Great you start tomorrow."

A/N- Hey guys I hope you like this new story it's kind of an action packed, romance kind of story I thought you might like something different. Something a little more original...anyways please review as much as you like. This is only the prologue but if you like it review and I'll continue as soon as I can:)

-Taylor:)