Title: Sara's New Neighbor
Synopsis: Starsky and Hutch meet Sara's new neighbor.
Written: September 2007
Category: Romantic/Humor
Disclaimer: Starsky and Hutch do not belong to me. This is my attempt to escape reality.
Feedback: Constructive feedback is always welcome. Should you find a typo or other error, please let me know so it can be fixed.
Sara's New Neighbor
Chapter 1"Police. Open up." Starsky and Hutch stood in front of the apartment door and knocked loudly, until they heard footsteps run up to the door.
The door opened slightly and Sara gave them a stern look, "David, I have neighbors, you know?" She then noticed Hutch standing in the hall; her eyes grew big and she slammed the door shut.
Starsky looked at Hutch and shrugged his shoulders, "Babe? You ok?"
"Ya, I just have my pajamas on, I need to change before you come in."
Starsky snickered and shook his head, "Babe, I've seen you in your pajamas before, it's ok." He looked over at Hutch still shaking his head, "As far as that goes, I've seen her without her pajamas, and that's really ok", grinning widely and wiggling his eyebrows.
Hutch laughed, "Ya, but think Gordo, not while I've been around."
"Oh ya…" Starsky turned back and talked to the door again, "Sara, your PJs look like a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, besides; Hutch knows what pajamas look like." He turned back to his partner and whispered, "You know what a woman looks like without pajamas too, but we won't tell her that."
"She probably knows, but thanks for not announcing it." Hutch laughed back.
"Sara?"
"Listen Dave, I'm unlocking the door. Give me a minute to get back to my bedroom to throw on my jeans."
Starsky got a big grin on his face, "Twenty seconds." He twisted the doorknob to see if she was still holding it on the other side.
She hesitated and countered, "Forty-five seconds."
"Hmmm… ten seconds."
"That's not a compromise; you're supposed to come up."
"Five seconds," he shot Hutch a mischievous grin.
"David!"
"What?" whined Starsky in his best innocent voice.
Hutch watched Starsky's head slightly bob up and down as he mentally counted five seconds and then he shot through the door after her. He heard a squeal and then a loud thud as their bodies hit the floor.
Hutch stood at the open door leaning against the door frame; listening to their laughter he decided they must be on the floor behind the couch.
"Help, Hutch, help me!" she yelled out.
"I'm sorry Sara, you still have your pajamas on; I just couldn't. I might get too embarrassed."
The room fell absolutely silent for a moment, and then the sound of Starsky's laughter was all that could be heard. Sara pushed him off from her, stood up and shook her finger at Hutch, "I'll remember this."
Hutch noticed that she was just wearing one of Starsky's blue shirts as she disappeared down the hall to her bedroom. He walked around the couch and offered a hand to help pull his still hysterical partner up from the floor.
Slapping his friend on the back, Starsky laughed, "Ah buddy that was perfect. If you could only have seen her face when you said that!" Their laughter was interrupted by a knock at the door and their attention was immediately focused on a woman standing at Sara's doorway.