Hunk of Metal
S J Smith
Rating: K+
Summary: Nothing's changed...except everything.
Written for Kimberlyfdr.
It's just a hunk of metal but so much of my life is wrapped up in it. I turn it in my hands, feel the weight of it, how the ridges press into my fingers. My badge, I think; represents my job. Represents me, who I am. What I've become.
I look at my partner. Starsky stares back. He looks the same way I do, I'm sure - solemn. Bitter. God-damn tired of it all. I take a breath; glance at my badge. Starsky cocks his arm back at the same time as me and our badges disappear into the surf.
Straightening, I tuck my hands in my pockets. Starsky's already turning away from the water, giving me a quick pat on the back and we walk back up the beach.
Nothing's changed...and everything has.