Have you ever wondered, "What if Gary (Jon's first partner) never died?" "What if Ponch never got back on his motorcycle in season 5 episode 13,"Breaking point?" "What if Jon finished his story about Ponch, in season 1 episode 7 "Taking its Toll?" "What if..." There are lots of "What If" questions, about stuff that could've happened. Welcome to the "What if." Series, where all of those questions are answered.

"What if Ponch was never a motorcycle cop?"

In this story, Ponch is at the CHP, but he isn't a motorcycle cop yet. He started out as a cop in a cruiser. The question the whole story is based upon is, "What if Ponch was never a motorcycle cop?" So in this story, Ponch never does get the chance to be a motorcycle cop. He ends up leaving the CHP much earlier than he expected to. He never quit or got fired though. So how did he leave? Read more to find out…. Don't forget to review please.

Authors note: all of these stories are fictional, none of them are true. Yes some things in the stories might be true, but not everything is. This is just for your enjoyment. So enjoy.

Ponch and Jon sat next to each other in the briefing room. Ponch was in a great mood today. He hadn't seen Getraer at all yet. That might have been why he was so happy. Jon smiled at Ponch.

"You seem happy."

"I haven't gotten into any trouble today," Ponch said cheerfully. Then Getraer walked into the room.

"Um, Poncherello, I think something is wrong."

"What?" Ponch asked.

"You haven't caused any trouble. And on top of that, you are on time for briefing," Getraer replied.

"Sorry, should I do something wrong?" Ponch asked.

"No, I don't think so," Getraer replied. Ponch smiled.

"Good, because I am gonna try not to cause any trouble today," Ponch said cheerfully.

"Good luck with that, Ponch," Bear said in a teasing way. Ponch rolled his eyes. Jon smiled,

"I am sure you can do it," he told Ponch.

"Thanks, at least someone believes in me," Ponch said.

"I believe in you Ponch," Grossie said.

"Oh wait, what is it you are trying to do?" Grossie asked.

"Not get into trouble today," Ponch replied. Grossie tried to hold back laughter.

"Ok, I take that back. Jon is the only one that believes in you still," Grossie said. Ponch wasn't sure if Grossie and Bear really didn't think he could do it. Or if they were just messing with him. So he didn't respond.

Meanwhile….

"I really don't feel like driving today. I hate being in a cruiser. I am excited about motorcycle training though. That starts next week. Not that I wanna go, I just want to be on a motorcycle," Ponch told Jon.

"Yeah, I know how you feel. I think I am gonna get back on my motorcycle soon," Jon said. Ponch looked at Jon with a raised eyebrow.

"You used to be a motorcycle cop?" he asked.

"Yeah, before I met you. I had a partner his name was Gary. We were both motorcycle cops. One day Gary got into a bad accident. I watched him die. I couldn't do anything to help him out. After that, I never wanted to be on a motorcycle again. It was scaring me. I thought that I'd get a new partner. I didn't want to see something like that ever again. So I was in a cruiser for a while. I'm kinda glad I was. I got to meet you, and then my life seemed to get a whole lot better. Because you are gonna be a motorcycle cop, I decided I'd do it too," Jon said.

"Wow, you actually enjoyed your cruiser? It must have better air conditioning than mine," Ponch said. Jon laughed.

"No, I am serious. I think that thing wants me to die from heat stroke or something. It gets so hot in there. The windows don't work right. I think Getraer gave it to me as a punishment," Ponch said. Jon laughed again. He put a hand on Ponch's shoulder,

"It is gonna be ok, Ponch. Next week you'll be out of it. And off in motor school," Jon said.

"Yeah, is that teacher really as bad as Grossie said he was?"

"Even worse, but I think you can handle it," Jon replied. Then Getraer walked past them.

"You two need to get out there where you can be seen," he said.

"Sarge, I am kinda tired. Do you think maybe I could ride with Jon today?" Ponch asked.

"Nice try Poncherello. You were not tired a few seconds ago…."

"A lot can change within three seconds," Ponch said with a forced yawn.

"Poncherello, I can tell you are faking this sudden tiredness. It is ok for you to want to not be in your own cruiser. In fact it is kind of normal for you specifically to not want to be in it. Just remember this Poncherello, in a few weeks; you will be a motorcycle cop. Maybe Jon will consider getting back on his motorcycle and being your partner," Getraer said. Ponch looked over at Jon with a hopeful expression on his face.

"I guess it's a thought," Jon said. Then smiled at Ponch,

"Why wouldn't I want to be partners with my best friend?" Jon asked himself.

"I think I'll have to pray about this. I am not sure if getting back on a motorcycle is the right thing for me right now," Jon said.

"I understand," Getraer said. Then both Jon and Getraer turned their attention back to Ponch.

"So, are you still tired?" Getraer asked.

"Yeah, tired of you," Ponch said then walked away. Jon looked at Getraer.

"He didn't mean it Sarge. He is just fed up with his cruiser it is terrible," Jon said. Getraer nodded his head. Trying to understand, he still wasn't so sure he understood. Life at Central had been so different ever since Ponch came along. Getraer all of the sudden felt like he was more mean to people than he thought he was. Ponch showed a lot of emotions for whatever he was feeling. Most the time towards Getraer it was either anger, or extremely annoyed. Getraer wanted to be Ponch's friend. But before he could do that, he had to get Ponch to understand why Getraer got on his back for the things that he got on his back for. Like going by the book, and writing reports. Ponch hated both. In fact a few times he offered to rewrite the book. Ponch wished he had a partner, so he could have someone else write the reports for him. Getraer wished he could understand Ponch. He seemed so much different from all the other people that he ever had to work with. He had a kind of rough past. He had troubles with opening up to Getraer a little more. He had crazy ideas that got him into trouble all the time. He was a trouble maker. Everyone who knew him knew that. Getraer didn't understand why though.

Meanwhile…

"I think I might meet you somewhere for lunch today. I hate eating alone," Ponch said to Jon.

"Sounds great," Jon replied with a smile. He really did like spending time with Ponch. Ponch was such a great friend to Jon. Jon thought of Ponch more as the younger brother he never had, than a friend. Ponch loved to spend time with Jon too. Jon was like an older brother to him. Of which Ponch already had two of them. But none like Jon.

"Ok, so like twelve thirty or something," Ponch suggested.

"Yeah sure, but it might not be exactly twelve thirty. You never know," Jon said with a smile. Ponch smiled back.

"Ok, I guess its time to go get into my death trap. See ya later," Ponch said. Jon laughed,

"It can't be that bad," he said to Ponch.

"Have you never been inside car number twelve? It is terrible. I wouldn't want anyone else to experience how miserable it is driving around in that car," Ponch said. Jon smiled. He hugged Ponch.

"Hopefully it isn't too bad today," he said.

"Yeah, hopefully," Ponch replied. Then he went towards his car.

To Be Continued