I JUST GOT THIS IDEA RIGHT NOW AND IT WOULDN'T LEAVE ME ALONE. *DARN, PLOT BUNNIES* AND IM WORKING ON MORE. PLEASE REVIEW.
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A CHANCE AT TOMORROW.
Chapter 1: Flirting with your Partner.
Jessica Angell walked onto the front lawn of her crime scene. She had returned from a trip to Vermont some days ago and had returned a few days ago to continue working with her partner and the CSI's. At the same moment she entered the precinct they had gotten a call to all officers to be present to a crime scene. She had been one of the first one's onto the scene along with Det. Danny Messer and Det. Will Mulligan. Without a word to each other they had entered the ordinary suburban home, set back towards tall hedges. Each of them entered with weapons drawn and cleared the house carefully.
As they had neared the second floor they heard a noise. A scraping sound, in the attic. As they crept towards the sound all Angell could hear was the weary silence that even then shouted out to be careful to the three detectives.
Angell had known Messer and Mulligan. She had worked with them a lot. She knew Messer was a CSI and he was going to be a father soon. Hell the whole NYPD knew that latest bit of news and the mother being Det. Lindsay Monroe. She and Messer had talked a few times after cases and she knew he was also a caring friend and there was a whole other person to the prankster king even if the Ruben Sandoval case had taken it's toll on him. She judged people quickly and correctly. Mulligan on the other hand had been with the NYPD for as long as Danny which has been four years. He had red hair while Danny had brown hair and eyes. Mulligan had blue ones. Except not as icy blue as those of a certain detective. *A/N. You know were im going with this.*
As they proceeded upstairs Jessica would have sworn her heart was starting to skip beats and the other two detectives could hear it. As they ascended up the stairs a blood trail began to appear. Other than the single man in his late 30's who had been found gunned down they did not find anyone else. The blood trail had begun to grown steadily while Angell who was in the lead reflected 'Anyone with this much blood loss has gotta be dead' They finally reached a small landing with a firm maple door. The blood trail lead under it.
Angell sucked in her breath as she tried the door knob. Surprisingly it turned and she took one step back and the other two took positions on either side. Mustering all the strength she could Jess lifted up her leg and kicked the door.
Suddenly three men came running out. All of them were dressed in black jeans, hoodies and ski masks and gloves. After first registering the shock all three of NYPD's detectives moved into action.
As the men ran by Danny grabbed one of them and knocked him to the ground and got on top of him but the unidentified assailant punched him and got the upper hand and both of them rolled around in the small landing just concentrating in their struggle with Danny's gun kicked down the stairs.
When the other man in black ran by Will stuck out his foot and tripped him as he rolled down half a flight of stairs. Mulligan ran down the stairs and lifted the man by his shirt. As he turned him around and pressed him to the banister to cuff him the guy lofted his leg and kicked him in the shins. Mulligan's face twisted in pain as he tried to grab the other assailant, his gun being kicked out of his hands with the second kick. He ended up grabbing him by the shoulders but the assailant put his arms around him as he pushed him forward and pressed him against the banister. Them only aware of their deadly embrace and the danger of falling.
Meanwhile as the men fought for their own lives *A/N, A bit dramatic, sorry* the third guy had pushed Angell who was standing directly in front of him. As Angell was pushed against the banister and she tried to upright herself, her fire arm went over the side the same time Danny got on top of his guy. She looked and saw the perp halfway down the stairs and she immediately gave the chase. As she passed Will and the other guy she willed herself to give the chase.
'They were seasoned cops, they could win in a simple fistfight' she told herself.
As she chased the perp he went into the kitchen were the body was. As Angell rounded the corner she was in time to see the guy shoot out of the open double French windows in the back yard. She ran after him, her black stiletto boots, clicking on the kitchen tiles as her open hair flew after her and her jacket opened to show her shield.
As she went after him her long legs carrying her as fast as they could she went after him as they ran into the driveway through the back gate. She would hear the sound of other police issued vehicles as she continued running, the adrenaline still willing her to run. They ran behind each other as he suddenly threw the trash can, which had been resting on the curd at her. As the can tipped before her she was running to fast to run around it. So instead she jumped over it.
The other officers in the vehicles watched in shock as they suddenly saw the perp in black run out of the house and one of their detectives chasing him and they watched on as she jumped over a trash can threw perp threw at her. Detective Don Flack watched in shock as the guy ran past the cars with his partner detective Angell chasing him. All the vehicles stopped as Angell and the perp rushed by. Det. Don Flack, Det. Stella Bonasera and Det. Mac Taylor came out of their cars as quick as lightning as they saw Angell jump at the perp and land on him as she cuffed him. The other detectives ran towards both of them as a new found respect and admiration was grown for the third grade homicide detective.
Angell ran as she had never before. She only heard the rhythm of her steps as she ran. Finally with a final burst of speed and effort she threw herself at him. As she landed on top of him she felt a slight tugging pain in her right arm. Pushing that aside she unclipped her cuffs from her belt and cuffed him as her colleagues ran up.
Flack helped her get up and said in an admiring tone "That was some running."
Angell returned the smile and said "Thanks but Messer and Mulligan were inside last time I checked and they weren't doing so good."
All the personnel rushed inside to see Danny and Will bring out to cuffed and sullen looking young men dressed in the same black attire.
"Hey you got them." Angell exclaimed.
"Yep we did." Danny said proudly "Along with some angry bruises except the other one got away from our grasp into your's."
"Uh-huh, think again Messer your not the only one that can fight." Angell said as the uniforms escorted the two thugs out the followed. Then Messer and Mulligan saw the third man spouting of curses like a kettle of hot water and steam.
"Cant believe I let a bitch take me down." The perp muttered.
"Nice you got them." Will said slapping Angell on the back.
"Hey Angell, where did you learn to tackle like that?" Mac asked as he and Stella walked up.
Angell shrugged "I played soccer in high school."
"She tackled?" Danny asked in a shocked voice
"Yes Messer." Angell replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Mulligan whistled and said "Remind me never to get on her bad side."
He then shut up as he received Angell's glare.
"Hey, girls can do anything boys can do and twice as well to." Stella piped up.
Angell shot the older detective a grateful look as they started to process the scene. As they entered the building Danny said in got an id.
"Sebastian Jallion, age 35, married, no kids, software engineer and wifes name Alex Jallion."
"Well we found Alex upstairs dead in the same room the three guys were." Lindsay said coming down the stairs.
"Hey Linds." Danny said obviously happy by her presence.
"Hey Danny, guys." Lindsay acknowledges the team. "I heard you guys had a little run in." she smiles worriedly.
"Yeah, but don't worry we're fine." Will says coming into the room. "I have come with progress." He says "Alex Jallion, age 32, blah blah blah, nurse at Queen of Mercy." He concludes.
"Hmm" Angell says. Her mind is processing half of what Will has just said. The adrenaline was wearing of and the pain was becoming visible in her hand. As they started moving through the house Angell accidentally hit her hand against a wall. As pain coursed through her she gritted her teeth. Flack looked a her at that moment and saw the pain in her eyes and the erect position in which she held her left arm. As the team scattered through the house Flack gently touched her shoulder. He knew Jess well. He admired her and was her good friend and partner. Jess turned around at his gentle touch.
"Hey you hit your hand pretty hard when you jumped the guy, you should let Hawkes or Sid check you out."
"Naa. Im alright." Angell reassured him.
Flack wasn't convinced "Please." He asked his blue eyes twinkling as he looked into her eyes. "Or ill drag you to the hospital." He half threatened.
"Your not gonna drop it are you?" Angell asked in exasperation.
"Nope." Flack answered defiantly.
She sighed. If this was any other detective she would have pressed the matter and gone the other direction. But with Flack it was different. She just couldn't say no. That was one of the things she liked most about him. He was caring person.
"Fine." She gave in.
He smiled and called Sheldon Hawkes.
"Your gonna live." Sheldon looked at her and laughed. "Its just a minor sprain." He told the two detective as he placed a ace bandage over her wrist.
"Told you." Angell told Flack who was standing while she was sitting in the lawn chair in the back yard being passed by Hawkes.
"You can never be too careful." Flack folded his arms in front of him.
"A bit protective there I see detective." Angell teased as Hawkes slid away. "Are you this worried about all your colleagues?"
"Only the ones that look good in a Kevlar and are a sight to behold." He said his eyes smiling at her as she slightly blushed.
I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED THYAT CHASE SCENE AS NUCH AS I DID. I JUST LOVE PLAYING SOCCER AND I READ IN A FIC SHE PLAYED SOCCER IN HIGH SCHOOL SO I GAVE IT IN.