Hey so guys so this is basically my second fic, an idea popped into my head so thought I'll write it down and see where it goes. Please read and review if you would like me to continue.
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Chapter 1 – Never judge a book by its cover.
Charlie P.O.V
I sat on the cold bathroom floor, in one hand I had my mobile phone and in the other I had a pregnancy test. As the timer counted down the beats of my heart decreased with it, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... I didn't want to look but I had to, at least like this I would get my answer.
Negative, this wasn't unusual I expected it; this is what the result was every time I did a test, trust me in the past year I had done quite fair bit. After an extensive amount of undesirable sex, I would sit on the same bathroom floor and wait the 5 minutes, not knowing what my reaction would be if it was positive. Everything had changed, the deco in the bathroom, the position I sat whilst waiting, the excuses to get Angelo out the house, even the phone I used to count down had been changed, the only thing that was the same was the result, always negative. Déjà vu was an experience I was really familiar too...
Like in the past, again the result doesn't faze me, I can't recall a moment when it did, I don't wallow, instead I get up and get ready for work, normality, this is the way I lived my life.
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Work should be a place you love, I had begun to detest going in, there was no enthusiasm to go in. Some might think it is because of the result being negative, but as selfish as it might sound, I had already forgotten about the test before I set of for the ten minute drive to work. I detested work because the last few months I slept, ate, and even breathed the case I was working on, it was taking over my life, it was complex and due to the nature of it, only a fair few officers knew about it.
I arrived at work and upon entrée I saw a tall well built muscle man in the seating area. He wore a pair of black combats with a green checked shirt/hoody, the sleeves rolled up and the buttons opened showcasing his tattoos in all their glory. I could really not be bothered with dealing with him, why was it because I was the sergeant, I had to assess each arrest, knowing the incompetence's that had been happening lately, he probably had been arrested for something mediocre such as speeding. I ignored everyone and walked into my office, that moment of déjà vu again, on my desk like expected, there was a great big pile of paperwork.
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I couldn't concentrate, today the mornings events ran through my head. The worst time in your life is when you are not answerable to others, it's when you're answerable to yourself, you have the questions but can't seem to find the right answer.
Angelo and me had been trying for a baby for the best part of a year now. I know it was bitchy but I was glad I wasn't pregnant. I love Angelo, well I think I do and maybe the reason I wasn't getting pregnant was because I didn't want to have a baby with him, or anybody else for that matter. When he one day dropped the bombshell of having kids, I think my silence spoke to him saying that I wanted a child. Since that day we were on two different modes, him on the 'get Charlie pregnant' and me on the 'go along with it' mode. Surely if I was to get pregnant, I would love my child and want him or her. That's what I keep telling myself.
Bringing a child in to this world should be on the basis of love and not for compatibility, not a way to cover up a breaking relationship. You get all these different circumstances in the way children are brought to this world, you get the teenage girl who leaves school because she is in 'trouble', you get the married couple, the wife trying to get pregnant so her husband doesn't file for divorce, or you got someone like me and Angelo, I was unsure of our circumstance, but I could honestly conclude that most children are born 'happy' accidents, or the participants were too drunk on a certain night, or maybe because birth control is not 100%, or maybe just maybe you are unfortunate enough to fall pregnant after being raped.
Everyone but Angelo could see that our relationship was in trouble; he thought we were love's young dream, the 21st century Romeo and Juliet. I was unhappy and the only reason I plastered the fake smile on my face was simply so I didn't have to say to people that I was single, instead I was in a loving relationship, loving being the definition of boring, predictable and simple. I wanted thrilling, spontaneous, edge of your seat type of love.
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After a hour or so I decided to stop neglecting the rest of the station and see what was happening. I walked out of the office to see the foyer full of young men; they all seemed to be surrounding the man from earlier. Great just what I needed, first I had to deal with paperwork and now a backlash from the local testosterone. I couldn't be bothered shouting instead I grabbed my whistle and whistled, wow what a mistake. As soon as I blew the whistle, ten pair of eyes turned to look at me, the guys from this morning were mesmerizing, the most gorgeous green I had ever seen with hues of blue. I was getting drawn into them before I was brought back to reality; I heard one of the lads wolf whistle and like a smart arse decided to throw a remark in with it,
''not too bad yourself officer'' even before I could retaliate the guy with the gorgeous eyes slapped him around the head,
''get out of here now Heath, I will see you guys later,'' the guys didn't need telling twice, they all walked out and me, well me instead of showing gratitude I swanked past the guy who initially had just restored calm to the station.
''Georgia, what is happening here?'' she was about to respond before I heard a different voice,
''excuse me... '' oh my god what was this man still doing here, frustration had taken over my body and I snapped at Watson,
''what is he still doing here, just slap him with a warning; I really can't deal with these trivial arrests''
''Charlie…'' Watson replied but her voice was weary,
''oh so you're the infamous Charlie… '' I turned around to face him, '' am I right in saying you're Charlie Buckton''
''Yes problem'' it came out a bit more harsh than intended.
''Ooh feisty, I think I'm going to enjoy this,'' he laughed slightly whilst I looked at him confused,
''enjoy what exactly''
''sorry I didn't get to introduce myself before seen as you was too busy ignoring me and not paying attention,''
''quit it with the smart talk, I'm not paying that much attention now either but go on tell me what you been arrested for then,''
''oh again with the arrest, I'm no criminal Charlie''
''it's Sergeant Buckton'' he was really beginning to test my patience; I couldn't be bothered with the pleasantries.
''very well SERGEANT BUCKTON, I am Daryl, Daryl Braxton'' as soon as he said his name, why did I feel like I should know who he was. '' you can call me Brax or just to be awkward you can call me sergeant Braxton, seen as I'm your new partner''
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Okay guys honest opinions, is it worth continuing. Please read and review and let me know. I have read lots of fic's but I have not come across one where Brax is a police officer, if there is any out there, please PM and let me know. Thank you and please, please, pretty please, review :)
Also any of you guys who read my other story, Eternal Love, I somehow lost all the new chapters so i am in the process of writing them again, should have an update for that in the next few days..
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