A/N Thanks to Briroch for checking this story over for me.
Disclaimer
I do not profit from the characters from "The Streets Of San Francisco" I am not the creator of the series, that is Quinn Martin.
Who Would Have Thought
I could hear him yelling all the way down the hall and then some. I had no idea what was causing that anguished yell, all I knew was my partner was in trouble.
I was supposed to be going to R&I to do quite a few checks but I turned around and raced back to see what was the matter.
When I got in the squad room I could see the others were not moving anywhere near the sound of Mike's yelling, I moved toward his office with my gun drawn not sure what I was going to find.
How in the world did he get up there?! That was what was going through my mind when I saw big old tough man Iron Mike Stone on top of the filing cabinet. The water pitcher and glass had been knocked to the floor in his hurry to get on that cabinet!
The look on his face and in his eyes were one of sheer terror. He couldn't even speak, just yet, all he kept doing was pointing toward his desk. I looked but didn't see nothing then his voice came out very quiet and panicky.
"The chair, you lamebrain, the chair." Mike whispered as though he was trying to not disturb something or someone.
I reholstered my gun that I remembered I was holding and walked over and looked. There crawling on the back of Mike's chair was a grandaddy long legs spider. I looked at it then looked at Mike and he was shaking like a leaf!
"Mike, you mean this is what has you on top of the filing cabinet?! It is just a grandaddy long legs, it won't hurt you. This is what I came runnning back all this way for?!" Steve was shaking with laughter and disbelief.
"Get it out of here, get it out!" Mike's voice was stifled but a bit stronger.
I got an envelope out of Mike's desk drawer where he kept a box of them and using one of my cards scooped the spider into the envelope to transport it outside. After I had done that little chore I hurried back to find that this partner of mine was off the filing cabinet and guzzling water like he was dying of thirst.
"Mike, what was the idea, it was only a spider. You could have hurt yourself climbing up on that filing cabinet." Steve stated mischievously.
My only answer was this murderous glare and I thought oh boy am I in for it! His voice was back that was for sure even if it was just in a glare. Then all of sudden you could hear him find that voice from his throat as well.
"GO GET THE INFORMATION FROM R&I LIKE I ASKED YOU TO! WHAT DO YOU DO BESIDES JUST STAND AROUND HERE ALL DAY! NO WONDER I CAN"T GET THE ANSWERS I NEED!" Mike bellowed indignantly.
I walked out shaking my head and headed back to the task I had started to do in the first place when I was interrupted from my journey by his voice. Who would have thought it? Iron Mike Stone scared of a little bitty old spider...