April 9th, 2004

Sasha walked up the steps towards the locker room. She could feel everyone's eyes burning into her back. She just stared at her feet. Sasha went into the locker room and directly to her locker. Everyone stopped talking. She was the black sheep of the precinct. It took the heat off of Cruz, she guessed.

"You're going to be late, Monroe." Bosco said standing in the doorway. Wow, someone talked to me, Sasha thought.

"I'll be right there." She said sliding her gun into the holster. This wasn't her original gun. This wasn't the one she had bought and registered. This one was new. She sighed and walked into roll call.
"Nice of you to join us, Officer Monroe." Lt. Swersky said.

"Sorry." She sat down and glanced around her. No one was looking at her. It was all in her mind.

"The flu has hit the 55 once again and our dear Sullivan is sick." Swersky said. Ty groaned.

"He's faking." He said.

"He claimed her had the squirts. Do you want to risk it?" Swersky asked. Ty shook his head.

"No, Sir." He said.

"Good." Swersky pulled out his clipboard. "Yokas and Bosco in 55-David. Monroe and Davis in 55-Charlie."

"What?" Sasha sat up. She looked at Bosco and then Swersky.

"Do you have a problem, Monroe?" He asked her.
"Yeah! Riding with Ty." Sasha said. Ty frowned and looked at her, "No offence." he chuckled.

"You ride with whom I tell you to, Officer Monroe. you're a floater now, Monroe. When we know you can be trusted with your equipment, you will be back to regular partners." Swersky said. Sasha shrunk in her seat. This was going to be a long day.

"Come on." Ty looked down at her. She sighed and got up. "Here's your radio."

"Thank you." Sasha said hooking it on her as they walked outside into the cool air. They were silent as they went to the car. it'd be good to ride again. She had really missed being a cop.

"If you would have danced with me, all of this...it wouldn't have happened." Ty said. Sasha glanced at him.

"What the hell are you talking about?" She asked.

"I wanted to dance with you, but Doc got to you first." Ty said. "If we danced, it wouldn't have happened." Sasha couldn't help but to laugh as she buckled in.
"Do you really think you're that good?" She asked, "One dance with you and I would have fallen head over heals in love with you?"

"Were you in love with Doc?" Ty asked.

"It's none of your goddamn business!!" Sasha snapped. "Doc...Doc was...is a wonderful man."

"He nearly killed someone, Monroe." Ty said. "With your gun." Sasha's lip quivered slightly as she looked out the window. She knew that. She thought about it all month long. He looked at her. "I'm sorry."

"No. You're right. I am a very irresponsible person." Sasha whispered.

"You just had a careless moment, but it's not like you hid your gun in the open." Ty said, "He knew you had one. He knew here to find it."

"So what you're saying is that he used me." Sasha said. Ty nodded.

"Yeah." He said. That hurt her more than anything did. She could feel her heart breaking into a thousand pieces. She was used and it made her want to throw up. "We can talk about something else."

"I don't want to talk." She said.

"Neither did he and look what happened." Ty said.

"God damn it, Davis! Just drop it!" She snapped. He looked at her.

"Sorry." He mumbled.

"It's not just you who should be saying sorry." Sasha said, "Everyone thinks that this is a form of entertainment. My misery, Doc's pain, it should win an Emmy apparently."

"That's the way the 55 works. it's like a high school." Ty said.

"I'm starting to see that." She said as they drove in silence. Sasha glanced at him, "Why did you want to dance with me?"

"Because I like you." Ty said.

"But why?" Sasha asked him. Ty chuckled softly.

"Because you're beautiful, smart, funny, tough, and everything else." Ty said, "And I thought you were kind of into me."

"Yeah..." Sasha chuckled softly. "I'm taking a break from men."
"Good idea." Ty said. He hated that idea. he could easily take her mind off of Doc.

"55-Charlie, public disturbance at Momma Papa's Cafe." A call came out over the radio. Sasha sighed loudly.

"55-Charlie to central, we have it." She said glancing at Ty.

"And let the fun begin." Ty said to her. She snuffed.

"Yeah, right." Sasha said as Ty turned the corner. She could see Momma stand out side of the cafe screaming at the top of her lungs at a young man. "You gotta love Momma." Ty pulled the car up to the sidewalk. Sasha got out, "Momma. Momma. What's going on here?" Momma stalked over to her.

"This young piece of trash is trying to get away with out paying AGAIN!!" Momma screamed, "Officer Monroe, He's ran away before. I'm not letting this asshole get away with it."

"Calm down, Momma." Ty said.

"She's nuts." The man said.

"I am not nuts. you are!" Momma took a step towards him. Sasha stepped between them.

"How much does he owe you, Momma?" Sasha asked.

"Seven dollars for this time and ten for the last time." Momma said. Sasha looked at the man.

"Can you give her a twenty and never come back here?" She asked.

"But this is ridiculous." he said.
"I can bring you downtown." Ty said, "Now that would be ridiculous." The man grumbled and pulled out a twenty.

"Here." he said handing it to Sasha.

"Thank you." She said handing Momma the twenty, "I don't want to come back here, Momma. Go back inside."

"Thanks, Officer Monroe." She said going back into the cafe. Sasha turned to the man.

"Never come back here again, Man." Sasha said.
"Don't worry. I won't." He grumbled walking away. Ty smiled.

"You handled that well." He said.
"It's my job." Sasha climbed into the car. Ty sighed getting in.

"And you did a wonderful job." he said, "You're a terrific cop, Sasha. Don't let anyone ever tell you other wise." Sasha smiled looking at him. She WAS a good cop. She was a great cop. She knew that. She had just made some mistakes...just like every other cop at the 55.