After a fight with her co-worker Officer Mitchell was called by their Chief Officer for a certain disciplinary action for what she did.

"Our police station just set up a psychological treatment program. Either you accept the penalty or you agree to go for a psychological treatment. You choose one. To have met such a good director is your luck. Take some sessions with her and you can keep your position. If you're not willing, we'll have to hold a disciplinary committee meeting." Her Chief Officer told her. Without saying a word she turns around and leaves.

"Am I a guinea pig or what? Seriously… this person…" She asked herself while walking to go to the said clinic. Reaching the clinic she saw the sign written in cursive that says: 'AP Psychological Treatment Center: Please use a positive way of thinking!'

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"A positive way of thinking? Don't you think it's ridiculous? Me really take pleasure in suspecting this world." She said talking to a blond she found inside the clinic seating on a chair behind a table.

"Is that so. Seriously! They sent you here because you said what you wanted to say. That was so wrong." The blond replied after she state why she was sent there.

"I don't need you to speak for me." She replied.

"I didn't speak for you. It can be considered a near miss to have made such a serious mistake and yet not receive any penalty. And you also met me. Your Chief is very interested in this psychological treatment. It's worth being thankful for."

"He probably thinks by offering this psychological treatment, he has put his name down in history."

"Yes, you can say this is an experiment." Suddenly Officer Mitchell became alert of her surroundings by those words.

"Isn't this Dr. Aubrey Posen's Psychological Treatment Center?" she asked looking at the name written on the table.

The blond look around her before saying "I am Aubrey Posen."

"Officer Mitchell you really is beautiful. Were you also this beautiful when you were a kid? What kind of kid were you?" Aubrey says sounding all business.

"A kid is a kid how special can they be?" Officer Mitchell replied slightly taken a back.

"Ah… Then what were your parents like?" Officer Mitchell now looks uncomfortable because of the question. The session continues with other uncomfortable questions.

Once the session ends and she is now walking home. Slapping her face in annoyance to all the questions thrown at her.

"Stop joking! How old am I now still looking for parents? It's too obvious. What is your childhood's secret wish? Isn't this a commonly used trick? Seriously! I absolutely won't go there a second time." she mumbled to herself as she recalls some of the questions. Glancing at her watch she walks faster as it seems that she is now late to her night shift at the station. Suddenly a girl in motorcycle almost hit her and thanks to her fast reflex she avoided it to happen but all her bag's content is scattered on the road. 'Great! I'm late and now I need to pick this all up' she thought as she crouches down to pick her things. She looks at the girl still on the motorcycle wearing a helmet to see that the girl still not moving and just staring at her in shock.

"I'm sorry. Are you alright?" the girl asked.

She continued to pick her things back in her back before speaking.

"Over there…" She points somewhere. "You dropped something." The girl looked for something in the place pointed to her but found nothing but then officer Mitchell speak again. "Pick your eyes up, and put them back in safely. Pay attention to the road next time." She then leave. The girl just looked at her. The girl removed her helmet that reveal her read long curled hair and called after her. "Excuse me… You dropped something!" she pretends to pick something on the ground. Mitchell then checks her bag if she really forgot to pick something before replying "It's not mine"

"It's yours." The girl replied.

"What is it?"

"Come and get it!"

"Stop joking!" she says and continues to walk away.

"You'll regret it."

"Trying to trick me" she mumbled.

"You really will regret it."

"You think I will take that bait? Not even close. Why would I be curious?"

"Okay I'll take it with me."

"I'm not even a bit curious. Why would I be curious?"

"Okay I'll take it with me then." The girl then again rides her bike. Can't help the curiosity wins over her and came back to see what she 'dropped' according to the girl.

"What is it? Let me see!" the girl then laugh and open her palm to show that she actually was just kidding.

"Curiosity, you drooped your curiosity here." The girl said.

"You think I have time for this?"

"Yes"

"Do you know me? Why do you speak to me so casually?" she asked then suddenly the girl pinches her face and leave riding the motorcycle which leaves her furious. But she has nothing to do. She's not even in uniform yet so she just decided to go the station.

Once she reaches their station a brunette guy she's not familiar approach her.

"How do you do? I'm Officer Jesse Swanson of this local police station. How may I help you?" the guy said but she just ignored him and goes to her locker. Once in there she strip to change into her uniform when the brunette guy appears in the door and immediately cover his face with his palm.

"Are you new here?" she asked as if he just didn't see her in her shorts and tank tops.

"Perhaps yo… you are Senior Officer Mitchell?" he asked still keeping his palm in his face.

"I can't be here if I'm not, can I?"

The guy then straightens his stands and speak while in salute "Reporting to you. New Officer Jesse Swanson, here to receive your commands October 1, 2015 onwards to start carrying out duties at the local police station specially reporting to you."

"Once more!" she commanded.

"Reporting to you. New Officer Jesse Swanson, here to receive your commands October 1, 2015 onwards to start carrying out duties at the local police station specially reporting to you."

"Not continuously. You need to pause. Again" She says which obviously says that she's just messing up with the newbie. The new repeats himself until they were both settled in one of the police station patrol car.

"Reporting to you. New Officer Jesse Swanson, here to receive your commands October 1, 2015 onwards to start carrying out duties at the local police station specially reporting to you. Is that already fine?" He again finished reciting.

"Yeah"

"Breaking the words into two and two instead of one and one. Why couldn't you have just said so from the beginning? Don't tell me that you're trying to play tough with me?" he asked

"Yes" she replied nonchalantly.

"You are quite honest. Can I be honest with you about something also?"

"As you wish." She says in the same tone.

"You're just relax when you're talking. You're really a beautiful woman."

"A bit of make-up and change of clothes and I'll become more pretty."

"Really? I like it very much." He says staring intently at her.

"Done staring? If you want to stare, just stare using your heart and judge what you feel not what you see. Do not blatantly stare at me! You will become cross-eyed."

"How old are you?"

"Now minus the day I was born"

"Where do you live?"

"At my house"

"Can I treat you like a family?"

"That's a word I hate the most. Family. It's a fucking shit."

"So you have a boyfriend?"

"Don't have. Do you plan to die? Sorry. You're too male for my liking."

Suddenly her walkie starts to beep and a voice came "Patrol Officer 1023, there's a disturbance at the B Mall area requesting dispatch"

"Patrol 1023 Unit 3, on the move." She response trough the radio.

Once at the location she and Jesse saw a big blonde woman on the floor crying and making a scene by wailing too loud as if she was protesting about something.

"Move out of the way miss.." Officer Mitchell says.

"I'm Amy, no I want to stay here! Let go! Let go of me!" the girl whine. "I want to die like this!"

"You look like a panda. Get up quickly!" A guy obviously the one this girl is with says.

"What? Am I so disgraceful? Am I disgraceful? Such an embarrassment!"

"Still not getting up? Are you tired of living?"

The girl continue to protest but caught a glimpse of the police officers in front of her. "It's the police. Who called the police?" giving her hands to the police she said "Arrest me!" Officer Mitchell made no move to cuff her.

"See. I am not a woman in cuffs. And you actually dared to dump me? Who do you think you are?" the girl says as she looks at the guy she's with.

"Please get up ma'am" Mitchell told the girl while crouching down to be level with her.

"Don't touch me!"

"It has to stop now! Even if you're drunk, you've got to stop it right now! I can be scary when I'm pissed."

"Who do you think you are?" she leans forward looking closer to the officer. "Quite pretty. Who do you think you are being so pretty? What is your name?" she says pinching Beca's face.

"I advise you not to touch me. If you dare to touch a police officer, you are obstructing our duty."

"You've had plastic surgery, haven't you?... What a bullshit world! You actually used our tax money to get your plastic surgery!" The big blonde wail.

"That's enough! I'm going to start to record."

"Good! Record! Is it in video or audio? I also want to record! Babe give me my purse!" she tells the guy with.

"Seriously, I'm going to go nuts! Drag her out." the guy responded and throw the girl's bag to her. This time Beca saw the red headed girl she encountered earlier besides the guy. 'It's payback time' she thought to herself. She stands up and go to the guys and kick the shin of the redhead. Everyone was shock even the blonde girl seems to sober by what she saw.

"A kick like this should take care of the problem. Do you have to weep and scream? Or you still hope to start a new with him? Still hope for a relationship?" Beca said. The girl only shakes her head.

"Since you've sobered up you should know how embarrassing this is. Hurry and get up."

"No, it's not like that. In the past when I was drunk and crying like this, he said to keep on going."

"That's for sure! What kind of things people won't say when they try to seduce others? Constantly calling you beautiful and feeding you with more wine. He must have been so determined for you to take the bait."

"Every word is said so sincere"

"But why must he find excuse? That bastard has another woman. But why must he find an excuse?"

"If he said it out loud, he would surely be beaten. What kind of man would tell the truth?"

"Really? But.. why did he start to get tired of me?" Beca was all of a suddenly became quite and ask herself the same thing. 'why did he start to get tired of me' she ask herself. Then the red headed girl starts to say. "How can you think like that? Neither tired nor because you're a good for nothing person it's not because you're acting crazy after having a drink of wine, none of those, it's only that his heart doesn't belong to you anymore."

"Is it just that?"

"Yes, therefore you do not need to curse others or self-reflect. Just go home, wash up and go to bed. And then you only need to sleep until the next man comes into your life."

"Really?"

"Really"

"Okay then thank you I'll go home and do that." And then commotion ended. Everyone go home once the scene was cleared.

Officer Mitchell and Swanson is now heading to their patrol car when all of a sudden the red headed girl appear and said: "Cup size 75a, right?"

"What?" Officer Mitchell was startled of the approach regarding her cup size.

"Looks like a B cup to me. They seem to bulge out. Don't you look at the size when you're shopping for undergarments? Or did you not measure?"

"Hey!"

"I was in that business before, that's why I know."

"What does it have to do with you if I'm an A or a B?"

"Well, I'm a boob man."

"Oh, and what cup are you then huh?" She tried to challenge the red head.

"Oh, I'm also a B and I want you to know I have extra member down between my legs that wants to know you. And it's an F size." The red head answers with a wink and starts to walk away.

"Did she just say she has a dick?" Officer Mitchell asks to no one in particular. She then continue her way to the patrol car and finish her shift and go home to rest.

Once she's in her house she prepares herself a meal and remembers her session with Dr. Posen.

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"Irregular eating times… what is the portion size of your meal?" Dr. Posen asked her.

"I eat as much as what other people eat."

"How about sleep? Do you get proper sleep?"

"Of course. Although I work nights sometimes, it doesn't affect my sleeping habits. It's not much different from other people's sleeping hours."

"As many hours as other people? Exactly how many hours is that?"

"Roughly at least 6 hours, sometimes 8 or 9. If I am not on night duty, I will sleep more."

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"Just go home, wash up and go to bed. And then you only need to sleep until the next man comes into your life"

"Although I don't know who it will be, please come quickly!"

That's the last thought she has before she fell asleep. Today was a long day but a certain red head put hope in her heart.

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Once the morning comes Officer Mitchell is rounding for her patrol duty when she saw the red head parking her car in the side of the road where it is prohibited.

"Hey! Do you know that that is an illegal parking. Move it before I ask someone to tow it away!"

"The parking lot is full. Just let me go this once. We're neighbors after all."

"What neighbors? If you don't move it right away, you'll suffer." Officer Mitchell walk away.

"So cute." The red head says while shaking her head.

"Who's cute?" A blonde girl ask from behind her.

"Oh nothing, it's just there's a cute officer that I like to play with."

"Oh, I think it not just you but your extra member wants to play with her huh?"

"Yeah."

"Ha. Finally found a girl you like. I thought you'll never find one."

"Oh, I hope she's interested."

"Hey! Look at that, that's your car right?" the blonde says while pointing to a car being towed.

"Oh my God! Hey! Hey! Hey mister. That's my car. Hey!" the red head says while trying to chse the tow truck and failing miserably.

"I think you better go to the station for that." That blonde says.

"Yeah, yeah I'll go there now. Bye."

Once in the station she saw Officer Mitchell in the complaint desk and her plan has changed at the moment. She'll play with the officer first.

"Hey can I file a complaint here?" she says approaching the desk.

"Certainly, fill in the form and return it to the police station."

"Then I'll fill one in."

"Come over here! State your name."

"Chloe Beale"

"Address"

"Number 173-16 [insert street and city here]."

"Isn't in our area?"

"So?"

"Name of defendant?"

"Mitchell, Rebecca" this word makes the rest of the office turns towards the two of them.

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And I'm out. Thank you for reading. Hope you like. It will have mix emotion as the story progress into later chapters. Please bear with me here.