"Ponch?" Barry said to no one in particular. Not like they'd hear him since he said it so quietly.
Joe was behind Barry. "What's going on?"
"G-go get the cruiser!"
Barry kept running towards Ponch.
Barry heard gun shots
Joe got there soon with the cruiser.
"You heard the shots, right?" Barry asked.
"No?"
"Then I'm crazy? Let's just go," Barry got in the passenger seat.
They drove around a bit and soon found Ponch and another guy. "Stop the car!" Bear yelled. But he jumped out before Joe had even done that. He rushed to Ponch. "Ponch!?"
Ponch didn't respond he was lying in a pool of blood.
oOoOo
Joe Getraer woke up in a cold sweat his heart beating fast. The dream he had, had seemed so real to him. Like it could've happened any time…
Betty looked over still half asleep. "Joe?"
"I'm ok, honey go back to sleep." Getraer got out of bed and went to the kitchen. He knew this would be strange but he had to reassure himself Ponch was alive and well. So he grabbed the phone and dialed Ponch's number.
He paced the kitchen waiting as the phone continued ringing with no answer. "Oh God please let him be ok!" he prayed quietly.
Finally on the sixth ring there was a slight "huh?" on the other end of the line.
"Frank?"
Ponch nearly fell out of bed when he heard his sergeants voice. "Sarge, it's three A.M.! Believe me I haven't done anything wrong yet," he said sounding exhausted and still half asleep.
"I know…I just…uh…"
"You what?"
"It's nothing sorry I called."
"Sarge?" Ponch asked he was a bit concerned about this now. This wasn't the first time this week someone had gotten a call like this. First it was Jon, then Grossie, then Jeb, then Bear…and now Ponch. Ponch was starting to think there was something going on.
"Frank, really I'm sorry. I guess I just do things without thinking this early in the morning."
"Yeah…sure…" Ponch replied.
oOoOo
When Ponch arrived at work later that day he was a bit worried about Getraer still. He yawned as he looked through his mail.
"Tired?" Jon asked coming up beside his partner.
"Yeah…got a call from Getraer at three in the morning…after that I just couldn't get back to sleep. I'm really worried about him, Jon."
"Yeah I know what you mean."
"He spends so much time worrying over us…but maybe it's him we need to be looking out for," Ponch said seriously.
Jon thought about that for a moment...maybe Ponch was right. What if something was about to happen to their sergeant?
Just as they were still standing there thinking Getraer came in and headed for his office. He looked exhausted.
"Hey, Sarge!?" Ponch called.
"What?" Getraer asked turned quickly a sharp tone in his voice.
"Um…you got a minute?" Ponch asked suddenly feeling a little nervous.
Getraer sighed. "If it's about last night forget it, Frank!" he said then walked to his office. More like dragged himself there…
Ponch was fighting the urge to follow and ask to talk to him again, when he felt Jon's hand on his shoulder. "Leave him alone, Ponch. We can both talk to him after briefing," Jon said.
"Well…ok," Ponch replied.
They headed for the break room for Ponch's normal breakfast snack and found Grossie and Bear in there.
"Hey, guys!" Grossie greeted cheerfully.
"Hi," Ponch said rather glumly as he went to the vending machine.
"What's with him?" Bear asked.
"He's worrying over our sergeant," Jon said.
"Wait! You mean…Ponch, Frank Poncherello is actually worried about Getraer?" Grossie asked almost choking on coffee.
"Ouch…" Ponch muttered. "Of course I am! Who wouldn't be?"
Bear raised an eyebrow.
"You've got those phone calls at crazy hours of the night for no reason! You've seen how he's been acting lately! Guys I think something is going on!"
"And I think it's just your overactive imagination again and Getraer getting a lack of sleep," Grossie retorted.
Ponch let out a loud sigh, then turned and left the room.
Jon followed. When they were seated in the briefing room Ponch began to eat his ding dong. "I can't believe them!"
"Hey, calm down, partner," Jon said.
Ponch looked at Jon. "You didn't even defend me, Baker!"
"Sorry…"
"Yeah…yeah whatever."
"Ponch…"
"What?"
"Oh never mind…bad timing," Jon said.
Ponch rolled his eyes.
The rest of the time in the briefing room was silent until Getraer came in to do the briefing. Right after briefing Getraer quickly slipped out and back to his office.
Ponch and Jon however slipped out faster and where in there waiting.
Getraer closed the door and about had a mini heart attack when he turned and saw Jon and Ponch standing there in front of him.
"Sarge, you can't hide from us forever," Jon said.
"I know."
"Then tell us what's going on," Ponch said.
Getraer let out a sigh. "It's a long story…and it may seem stupid but to be honest with you I keep having nightmares that I'm losing all of you…" Getraer said.