Different storyline for me; this one will center on Wolf. I like his character but decided to take some artistic license. Azima and the chemistry that she and Wolf had will not exist. I also am going to play with some ages further ahead. This will also have some of Mike in it too but will be Wolfe's POV, mostly. Please enjoy and review! Very AU.

The Trainer

Chapter 1

It had been seven years since the Red Flu had killed millions and just shy of five since the Red Rust almost caused the world to starve. Wolfe Taylor had never gone home to Australia. His home had become the United States and he had become a citizen, and joined the Navy. He had a small house that was close to several of his friends from the Nathan James and when he wasn't deployed with the crew from the Nathan James, he helped with training the new recruits. It was easy and fulfilling for him. Admiral Slattery had tasked him with helping with the hand to hand combat portion of the training. He was in charge of the training facility and Wolfe enjoyed serving with him. He had been called into a meeting with him and so Wolfe was waiting in his office. As he looked around; he focused on the one picture of his "first family" that Mike had sitting on the cabinet behind his desk.

Mike had found out soon after they returned with the seeds that his wife, Christine had died from the Red Flu, but could not find anything on his two daughters. About two years later; everyone was shocked when he and Andrea Garnett invited everyone over for a barbeque. No one even knew they were dating and a Justice of Peace was there and officiated their very simple wedding vows. Six months later; Andrea gave birth to twins. A boy and girl, Tommy and Annika were now just shy of two years old and had their dad wrapped completely around their little fingers. Andrea was now expecting their third child; another girl that had already been named Lauren. Mike rarely mentioned his first wife and never spoke of the three kids everyone knew he missed terribly. He had several pictures of the twins and Andrea and even an ultrasound photo of Lauren tucked in the corner of a picture frame. Wolfe was shocked he even had a photo displayed of Christine, Willow, Hannah and Lucas. Mike finally breezed in and sat behind his desk.

"Okay, so, the President really put the screw to us here. We have been tasked with training new police officers. Apparently St. Louis is having trouble recruiting and training and the commissioner and President Baker are poker buddies. They seem to think since I was a cop ions ago; I will have a sense of the training they need. This isn't so much a matter of going into the academy and training them as it is, training officers that have already been on the street. I am not even sure what it is that you are supposed to be doing but you were specifically named. You will be doing ride alongs with a female officer who they seem to think has a death wish or something. Try and train her to stay alive, I guess. She is stationed out of the 13th Precinct. I guess, just do your best to stay alive." Mike said as he stretched out in his desk chair, put his feet up on the desk and lit a cigar. Wolfe actually enjoyed how relaxed Mike was compared to Tom Chandler. Tom tended to be a bit uptight.

"Yes, sir. Do you have a name?" Wolfe asked as he took the address of the precinct out of Mike's hand.

"Nope. I was told for you to ask the desk sergeant. I do want a report back. If this officer is too crazy; I don't want her endangering you." Mike told him as he sat back up, obviously dismissing Wolfe. Wolfe could see some sadness behind Mike's smile.

"Understood, sir. How's Captain Garnett and the little ones?" Wolfe asked, hoping all was well with Andrea's pregnancy.

"Good, just waiting on Lauren. She already has a mind of her own. Will be like her big sister, that one." Mike smiled as he said it.

"Annika?" Wolfe questioned.

"No, my oldest, Willow. Willow didn't show up until two weeks after her due date. I think Christine, my first wife, thought she was going to be pregnant forever. That's where Andrea is now." Mike said with a sad smile.

"You don't speak much of them." Wolfe stated. He really wanted to get off the subject because he didn't want to cause Mike any further pain but it was like a moth to a flame.

"No, not much to say. Willow was fifteen and Hannah was ten. Without Christine, they wouldn't have survived. I just have to hope they didn't suffer. I know Andrea is miserable but I really hope she doesn't go into labor today with Lauren as its Willow's twenty second birthday." Mike seemed to be getting pensive and Wolfe decided to make his exit so the man could grieve for his lost daughter. He couldn't even imagine the pain that he was going through.

"Well, if that is all? What time do I need to be there?" Wolfe asked as he stood up.

"She starts work at four. Report to me tomorrow and best of luck." Mike told him quietly. He seemed to be in another time mentally and Wolfe nodded at him and quickly left the office. He was pretty sure he heard the door locked behind him.