Disclaimer-I don't own Third Watch or it's characters but I do own my characters.
My muse has returned!
Or maybe it's because school is out and I have some free time? Anyway, I wrote this entire story in a week and I couldn't believe I had thirty plus pages! After proofreading over and over, I bring you my story. I hope you like it as much as I do.
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"So how was you weekend?" Faith asked buttoning her shirt over her vest.
"I was bored silly." Bosco said resting his shaved head on the back of the locker doors. "Misha cancelled our date on me twice this weekend."
"Misha? Sounds exotic." Sully said pinning on his badge.
"I thought so too. Turns out she's from Brooklyn." Bosco confessed hearing Faith laugh from the other isle. "Well anyway, I go to the store on Sunday and guess what?"
"No thanks." Faith said shutting her locker.
"We're going to hear it anyway Faith." Sully said putting his bag in his locker along with his street clothes.
"I see her shopping!" Bosco said.
"That's the big climax to the story Bosco? That she was buying some Cheerios?" Sully asked glancing at his watch. Ty was about to be late if he didn't haul it.
"She was wearing a wedding ring."
"Ouch."
"And a husband and two kids." Bosco hitting his head on the metal.
"Ahh, she wanted a little something on the side?"
"I was giving her more than a little Sullivan." Bosco said standing up and puffing his chest out some.
"Right." Sully muttered seeing the back door slam open. His partner Ty Davis came in already starting to pull off his shirt.
"How many more minutes until roll call?" He asked seeing everyone else dressed.
"Three minutes but whose counting?" Sully said. "What made you so late?"
"The damn car broke down on the way here." Ty said slipping on his vest. "Carlos called the mechanic and they towed it but then we had to walk here- well run."
"They know what's wrong with the car?" Bosco asked thinking about his own past car troubles.
"Something about the engine?" Ty remembered pulling on his uniform.
"Oooh, and I thought I was having a bad day."
"What do you mean?" Ty asked pulling on his shoes.
"Engine problems will probably run you three-hundred minimum if you're lucky." Bosco answered seeing Davis shake his head.
"Three-hundred!"
"I said minimum."
"You gotta be kidding me!" Ty said slamming his locker shut. "Do you belie-" He turned to look at Sully and Faith but they weren't there. "They left without us?"
"Hey Boscorelli, Davis," An officer stuck his head in the door. "You're about to be stuck on desk duty if you don't hurry it up in here."
"Great." Ty said to himself. "A great start to a perfect day."
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"Yeah, I brought in my car this afternoon. It's a grey- What do you mean 'ooh that one?' Yes, I just wanted to know if the mechanic knew what was wrong with it yet." Ty asked the mechanic holding the phone book open on his lap.
Sully listened to the one sided conversation as he drove curious to see what was wrong with it too. It was only thirty minutes into their shift and Ty spent most of it looking up the mechanic's name in the phonebook.
"You think it'll cost how much?" Ty asked not believing the price just quoted to him. "You don't fix my model car?"
'Ouch.' Sully thought looking around the streets as he stopped at a light. No matter how many years he worked the third shift, he never liked the traffic they had to deal with.
"I have to tow it to someone else's garage in the next two days? Wait a minute, who can fix my car? Yeah I'll hold." Ty said.
"How much?" Sully asked.
"Five hundred." Ty vented covering the mouthpiece of his phone. "I might as well get Carlos to put his money together with mine and buy a new one."
"Don't blame you." Sully said rolling his eyes. He heard Ty talking on the phone again as he spotted a man walking down the street.
"I have a pencil..."
Nothing really made him stand out except that Sully had seen his face before.
"Where? You're gonna have to give me directions."
Sully reached under his seat with his left hand pulling up a flyer. He held it up and compared the two pictures.
"How stupid do you have to be?" Sully asked the piece of paper.
"Huh?"Ty looked up from his phone seeing Sully looking through the windshield to the sidewalk across the intersection. He saw a man fitting the description from roll call earlier in an instant. "Couldn't be." Ty muttered looking at Sully's flyer. It was a shot from the Rubio's Deli security camera giving police a perfect view of the wanted man's face. Tony Harper. "He's still wearing the same thing from the robbery." He put his phone back to his ear. "I'll have to call you back, thanks." He hung up without waiting for an answer. The thought of catching Harper made him unbuckle his seatbelt getting ready to jump out the car and catch him before he saw it coming. "Pull up a little more and then let me out."
"You got it." Sully said speeding up a little more. "Box him in at the end of the street?"
"Tried and true." Davis said smiling. He moved his hand to the door handle ready to get out but as soon as he was opening the door Harper turned around spotting them before he started running down the sidewalk like someone had lit a firecracker under him.
"Wait! Davis!" Sully shouted but seeing Ty hop out ignoring him and cutting through the crowd of afternoon shoppers. "Crap."
"Hey, stop!" Ty shouted knowing Harper wouldn't as he crossed the busy intersection. Davis paused seeing a car skid to a stop to his left just short of hitting him before he took off again. 'What did Sully know about chasing suspects like this?' He burst down the street trying to close the gap between him and Harper weaving through the people. His adrenaline was still pumping as he crossed two more intersections. "55-Charlie at-" Ty looked up at the street signs. "800 W 54th." He said in his radio nearly tripping over a trash can.
"55-Charlie one block behind you." Sully said over the radio. Ty could tell he was running somewhere behind and not in the RMP anymore. He saw Harper dart inside an apartment building and he followed knowing Sully would be right behind him. He was out of breath when he entered the building so when he saw Harper running up the stairs he had no choice but to follow him. "Stop! Police!" He shouted running up the steps catching up to him rather easily. Harper was getting tired too as he forced a door open running inside about to shut it but Ty wedged his foot inside the door shouting when the door tried to slam on it. "Hey!" He shouted squeezing the rest of his left side in the door inching it open before he forced the door open. "Police get down!" He shouted tackling the suspect to the ground not bothering to look around for anyone else in the apartment. His mind had zeroed in on the man stupid enough to try and run.
"I didn't do nothin!" He shouted feeling Ty wrench his hands behind his back.
"You didn't do noth-" Ty scoffed pulling the man up enough to see the front door. "You rob a damn store in broad daylight, you run nearly a mile trying to get away from me, then you try and crush me in your doorway, and now you want to talk and say you didn't do nothin'? Save it." Ty said looking to his belt for his cuffs. 'Where the hell was Sully at?' He was about to radio his partner, he had his finger on the button but heard a woman curse from behind him. 'Wha-' He turned his head shouting when he felt a weight on his back that screamed.
"He didn't do it! Tony run!" The woman shouted trying to pull Davis' arms away from her boyfriend.
Two stories below, Sully paused a second catching his breath seeing that Ty was on the heels of the suspect anyway. They were after a man suspected of holding up a deli on the corner a few hours ago. They's lucked up spotting him fitting the description from earlier down to the hat and coat. That had been ten blocks ago and Sully needed to regroup after trying to keep up with his partner who was almost twenty five years younger than he was. Not to mention they were chasing a guy who was running away in fear of going to prison. If that didn't make you run like the wind, nothing else could.
Sully pulled out his gun stepping into the doorway cursing when he didn't see his partner. He only heard a baby crying in one of the apartments as he listened for anything. He rested his finger on his radio trying to decide if he should call Davis from the radio and risk exposing his position. He heard a shout from the floor above him that sounded pretty familiar as he bounded up the stairs with his gun out and ready. "55-charlie requesting back up at 1269 W 54st." He crept down the hallway hearing a fight between a few people. He recognized one of the voices behind the door before he kicked it open.
"Get off!" Ty felt the woman on his back feebly trying her best to knock him away by hitting his arms with her fist. The side of his face stung as he still managed to cuff the struggling man. This day was getting off to a horrible start. Ty heard more footsteps behind them hoping it was Sully, back up, or at least a concerned neighbor.
"On the ground! Now!" Sully shouted targeting his gun on the woman who was trying to tear Ty away from arresting Harper. Sully easily pulled her away wrenching her hands together quickly handcuffing her wrist together. "Shut your mouth!" He bellowed turning to help Ty who was slowly pulling the cuffed man up. "You all right?"
Davis felt the woman get pulled off his back still shouting and took the opportunity to stand up dragging Harper with him. He turned seeing Sully cuffing the woman as well. "Why didn't you wait?"
"Well, why didn't you..." 'Damn it, he's right.' Ty thought trying to think of something to say. He should have called back up as soon as he saw Sully wasn't behind him. He could've been killed if she had a more dangerous weapon besides her fists.
"You all right?"
Ty looked up trying not to look too embarrassed. "Yeah. Just a little sore."
"She was clocking you pretty good."
"I didn't see her coming." He mumbled feeling his cheeks burn. He decided to avoid looking at Sully as he moved past Sully with Harper. "Let's go. Resisting arrest and armed robbery. A long time before you get out again."
Sully watched him leave still holding onto the woman who was still shouting at them.
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Sully looked over at his partner before glancing back at the road. They'd just left from the house filling out too much paperwork on the couple before being able to return to the streets. Sully was sure Ty was quite embarrassed. Not that Bosco hadn't had a good laugh about the small lady in lock up accused of assault on a police officer. That was before Faith gave him one of her patented looks to make him sober up long enough to laugh not within hearing distance.
Sully sighed not able to handle only hearing the radio chatter. "Are you still on that lady from earlier? Because if you are, get over it. It happens."
"Bosco sure didn't think so." Ty grumbled still hearing him laugh. Davis was pretty sure he was still laughing in 55-David right then. It was just another reminder that to Ty that he still wasn't as experienced as his friends.
"It was Bosco." Sully said stopping the car allowing a few children to cross the crosswalk. It was around the time they got off of school anyway. "No one else was laughing in the precinct. It could've turned serious in a minute."
"Thanks, but you're still not helping much." Ty said fiddling with the visor. "Maybe if she had been two hundred pounds heavier and looked like a man, I'd feel better."
"Well you got a skinny blonde with an attitude who must've been a monkey in a previous life the way she was on you." Sully laughed.
"Sul-"
"Run baby run!" Sully mimicked laughed. "God, she sounded like rabid animal." He said getting Ty to laugh with him. They were interrupted by the crackling of their radio.
"55-Charlie." The radio crackled.
"Not now." Ty said. "55-charlie go ahead."
"55-charlie there's a 10-69 possible missing persons at 1267 W 22nd."
"55 charlie 1267 W 22nd street." Ty said groaning. Missing persons. "This is going to last the entire shift."
"Everything is just getting better and better." Sully replied seeing Davis flip on the sirens.
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"Nice place." Ty stated seeing the tall brownstone. It was a rust colored two story building with vines purposely planted close to the building allowing them to grow up the building. There wasn't a car parked anywhere in front of the house but that didn't mean nobody was home.
"Yeah, it might be going up for sale soon." Sully said cryptically knowing family wouldn't call him in missing for no reason. He followed Ty up the steps walking past the potted flowers on the steps. "It is nice." Sully agreed looking at the front door. "Safe enough for ya?"
Ty looked at the many locks before chuckling. "Maybe someone's broken into his house before." He tapped the door with his nightstick opting not to ring the doorbell. "It might shock me." He cracked seeing Sully trying to hide his smile. "Hello? Anybody home?" He said returning to the task at hand.
They only had to wait a few moments when the door swooshed open. A man with perfectly cropped brown hair parted on the side. He had on a blue business suit and striped tie. He looked shocked to see the two at the door. "Can I help you? Is something wrong?"
Ty glanced at Sully before he spoke. "Actually sir, we're here about you."
"Me? What about?" He asked looking completely perplexed.
"Can we come in sir?" Ty said not really in the form of a question. 'Great, a false alarm.' He thought sharing a look with Sully who shrugged knowing they had to take a report.
"Oh, um sure." He said opening the door wider for Sully and Ty to come in. He shut the door locking all of the locks in a quick flurry of fingers. Something he was used to doing everyday he came home from work. He turned around seeing the two officers taking a seat on his couch. He'd paid a fortune for that antique and now two people from who knows where sat on it without even asking. 'It's just part of their plan.' He thought turning on a smile.
"Um, you can start by telling us your name, address, DOB." Sully said wanting to get this assignment over with as quickly as possible.
"Eric Rawlings 1267 22nd street. I'm thirty two and I was born in nineteen-seventy-three. I work at Marquette systems. It's just a software firm downtown." Eric said clasping his hands together as he saw the younger officer scribbling down all of the information on a pad. "Um Officer...Sullivan? You still haven't told me why you're here."
"There were concerns that you might be having problems." Sully said lightly.
"Problems?" Eric asked. "What kind of problems?"
"You're not having any problems are you?"
"What? Besides the ones everybody has. Paying the bills and what not." Eric said still trying to appear quite happy in front of the two officers.
"Nothing bothering you at work?"
"The coffee pot always being empty is all." Eric said chuckling. He turned sharply seeing the younger man move suddenly.
"Damn." Ty muttered seeing his pen run out of ink. He shook it up and down a few times before looking around at Eric. "You have a pen?"
"Yeah, hold on. I have one in my study." He said slipping out of the room. "Hard to find a decent pen these days, huh?" He shouted from the hallway.
"Blame it on the city budget." Ty shouted back stuffing his dead pen in his pocket.
"Yeah, well hopefully you won't have to worry about that for long." Eric said opening up the oak drawer in the study. He carefully slid out a handgun he had cleaned the previous night and that morning. He had intended to use it at work but they would wait. 'They must have sent the police for me.' Eric thought. 'But they won't stop you, you can still do it. You just have to change your plans.' A voice said. Eric smiled. He hadn't been to work in days and had cut himself off from everyone to prepare himself for this important day.
"Wonder how much he gets paid." Sully said out loud looking at the vases sitting on the mantle. "It's got to be at least sixty plus."
"Why? You thinking of becoming a white collar?" Ty smiled admiring the nice house.
"For this kind of money? Who knows. I might just have to join the computer age."
"All this from a person who still owns and uses a typewriter." Ty said looking around to the phone on the small end table. He saw a small yellow writing pad with it filled with red ink.
"It still works. Why would I throw it out?" Sully asked wondering how much just one of the vases cost. $1000? $2000?
"Never mind." Ty picked up the pad still hearing Sully grumble about 'technology' as he looked at the scribbling. It was angry by the way the words seemed to zig and zag with each letter. He read the top two lines. 'List of targets'. Below were a list of six names and addresses. "Oh shit."
"What?" Sully said seeing Ty blanch entirely.
"Don't move an inch or I'll kill you both."
Sully and Ty both looked up straight into the barrel of a gun.
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End of chapter! I wrote this entire story in about a week so no worries that you'll have to wait months to see the next chapter. -.-;
But while you wait for the next chapter, check out my other story Mistaken Identity!