A/N: I had no plans on making this into a chapter story. It was just an idea that was playing in my mind and I wrote it down. But seeing how many people have added it to their Favorite list and how many people followed it. I decided to keep writing. Hope ya'll enjoy this next chapter. Let me know! . Thanks for Reading! Also Rated for some Mild Adult Content. Just so ya'll know!
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Heat.
When she walked through the Hall of Justice door's she couldn't help but feel awkward. It was her first day back on duty. It had been seven weeks since she'd been there since she was injured in the line of duty. Her hip still ached but it was completely healed. Modern medicine allowed for much faster recovery time. What use to take months now only took weeks. And she was 100% fit to return to active duty.
It had been a few weeks since she saw Dredd as well. He was sent to sector 17. She was anxious to see him. She held her helmet under her arm as she scanned her ID allowing access to HQ.
The hall was huge. The ceiling was a large sky light allowing natural light to illuminate the hall. Desks every where. Judges coming and going. None of them paying her much mind. She could hear their thoughts whispers bouncing off the walls but she tuned them out as she walked to her desk and sat down. A Message blinking on her screen.
She tapped the space bar and the message opened.
" My Office.
Chief Justice Hendrix "
She sighed and pushed herself up from her chair.
She didn't need the Captain to tell her what was going on. She could hear the Captains thoughts before she entered the room. The Captain was angry. Not at her but she was just informed that more corrupt Judges have been discovered. They didn't have names but they knew Judges were taking money to look the other way. Acting as hit men for hire. The four at Peach Tree had only been the tip of the ice berg. It was a sad truth. Dredd was furious. To him a judge betraying the law was unthinkable. A Crime worse than most.
Anderson knocked on the door and waited for the Captain to call her in. She walked across the office and sat down. Her back straight.
The Captain huffed and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. An antique from the 20th century. The Captain had once called it a " Coo Coo Clock ". Every hour on the hour it would chime a cute melody. It dinged Eight times representing the time it was. It would ding nine at 9am.
A little mouse popped out and spun around as if dancing in front of its little house before ducking back inside the little door.
Anderson found it sort of annoying.
Dredd did to. She could always feel him cringe a little each time it chimed and his mouth turned down a bit more than normal.
" So. Do I need to start from the top or can we skip to the end? " The Captain sat back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest.
Anderson looked confused but she knew what the captain was getting at. She played dumb.
" Sir?"
The captain sat up. Resting her forearms on her desk.
" More Judges are suspected of being corrupt. I just got back from an all night meeting with Prim Minister Castle. Who brought to light some interesting things. Cases that went from hot to cold real fast. All leads were dead ends until it went into cold storage. He thinks they were bought and Judges looked the other way. These aren't just the normal perps. These are higher up the food chain."
Anderson nodded. She knew this before she walked through the door but she didn't want the captain to know. It always made people feel uncomfortable. To know some one was just inside their head poking around. Not having to speak to tell some one something.
" Okay. I don't understand, Why your telling me this? "
" I'm telling you this because I'm assigning You and Dredd to the case. Pursue the Judge's suspected of
corruption. Do your mind reading thing. Report back to me"
" Yes Sir. "
" One other thing Anderson. This could go a lot higher than you and I might think. We need to approach this with the up most discretion."
" Yes Sir..." Anderson paused for a moment then added " Sir what about Dredd? Shouldn't he be here to? "
" He already knows. We spoke two hours ago. "
Anderson nodded again.
" Your excused. " The captain gave a smile and a slight nod towards the door.
Anderson stood and left the room pulling the door closed behind her. She made her way to the lift.
She watched the numbers climb as the elevator made its way to the level she was on. It stopped on number 368. The doors slid open and there stood Dredd.
She stepped in and stood beside him.
" Anderson " Dredd tilted his head towards her. A smirk on his face.
" Sir. "
He frowned a little. As if her still calling him " Sir " bothered him. But it was habit. He was after all still her commanding officer.
No matter what she felt she still had to show a level of respect of his authority.
Anderson tried to reach out just to get a feel for what he was feeling. Not to pry in his mind. But all she got was a mental smirk. He was getting better at hiding his emotions around her. And with his helmet already making it difficult to get a sense of what he was feeling it was almost pointless to try.
Thing's had changed since that night at her apartment. He'd changed. Not to the out side world. He was still hard and cold. Law and Justice still defined him. But around her when they were together when they were alone. He'd let his guard down a little. He spoke more openly with her. He would take his helmet off when he'd stop in to see her. Checking on her recovery.. When she said something smart he'd smirk as if he enjoyed her sense of humor. Once or twice he even touched her cheek. He always left soon after but it amazed her how he was when he was with her. Soft and gentle. Caring.
Those moments broke her heart. She'd ache for him for hours after he would leave.
The dream she had that night he stayed with her. Haunted her. It was like a fresh memory. She could still see and hear everything. Her skin would tingle every time she thought about it.
The need to feel him. Touch him. For him to touch her was over whelming some times.
She glanced at him from the corner of her eye and stared at his lips. Full kissable. A cold chill ran up her spin and she looked away. He shifted from one foot to the other and looked down at her.
" Everything copacetic? "
" Yes Sir " She turned her head away to hide the blush creeping across her cheeks.
If he only knew what he did to her. How he turned her about.
Her Bike sat idling as they waited for their turn to pull out on to highway.
Their objective playing in her mind. Preparing herself.
Only a handful of people knew she was a physic. She was their secret weapon in weeding out the guilty, the corrupt.
The man she met when she was a child. The man that administered her test to see if she was eligible to enter the academy. The man that discovered she was a freak.
After that only the Dean of the academy, the Captain and then Dredd.
Nine times out of ten perps that figured it out were sentenced to death so there was no real threat of them informing another Judge. And the few that were found innocent weren't paying attention to realize she was a freak. To grateful not to die to care. Just wanting to get as far away from them as they can. She never gave them a second thought.
Dredds foot twitched and his bike bolted forward pulling her from her thoughts. She kicked her heel putting the bike in gear and followed. It took her a moment to catch up. Dredd was weaving in and out of traffic.
Her bike was pushing 115 as she pulled in behind Dredd. Her bike mimicking his.
He was leading them to sector Eleven.
Crime was higher than normal there. Judge Stone was in charge of that sector.
Dredd was leading the way to a Crime in progress in Oakbrook. A housing complex on the out skirts of sector eleven. It was just as large as PeachTree. Just as many head's living there.
They were going under the pretense of back up. But She was going to get a read from Judge Stone. See if he was guilty of corruption. Her orders were to allow Stone to continue to go about his job. But to keep close tabs on him. To follow his mind and him. See if he'd lead them to others. To see how far up the chain it went.
They stepped out of the lift on the 139th floor and was greeted with four dead bodies.
Blood every where. Spattered on the walls. Pools of it around the bodies.
Three judges stood behind two suspects that were on their knees hands restrained behind their heads.
They were facing a wall. You could see their bodies shaking.
One of the Judges turned acknowledging their arrival.
Dredd stopped a foot away from them. And Anderson stopped a few feet behind him. She pulled her helmet off and roughed her hair about for a moment. Staring past Dredd at the three Judges in front of them.
" Report? " Dredd looked from the Judges to the perps and then looked over his shoulder at the bodies behind them. Noticing Anderson running her hand through her hair.
Another Judge turned.
" Six perps. Four were uncooperative. These two are headed to life in Iso cubes. Meat wagon is in route. Back up is no longer necessary"
Dredd Looked at Anderson. She had her helmet under her arm. Her eye's were glazed looking. He knew what she was doing. She was searching. Her eye brows were knitted together. Her eye's resting on each Judge for a moment.
Till they landed on Dredd again. She nodded just so.
Dredd nodded and turned on his heel. Walking past Anderson back to the lift.
The door slid open and he walked in. Anderson followed standing next to Dredd facing the doors she replaced her helmet as they slid closed.
" Judge Stone is hiding something. I couldn't get a good read. His helmet and the distance between us proved difficult. But He is guilty of something. The others were giving off vibes as well. You being there put them on edge. They were going to execute those two perps until we showed up. "
Dredd Nodded.
" Interesting."
Anderson walked out of the locker room dressed in civilian clothing. She made her way to the parking garage. Her 12 hour shift was over six hours ago.
She was exhausted. All she wanted was to make it back to her apartment and crash.
She walked through the gate and found her bike. She throw her leg over and went to put her helmet on only to find she didn't have it. She dropped her upper body over the top of her bike and closed her eye's. She was just to tired to walk all the way back and get it.
" Anderson? "
" hmmm? "
" What are you doing?"
Dredd was standing over her as she laid out on top of her bike. She had her arms crossed in front of her resting her head on her arms. She was facing away from the bright light filtering through the garage doors.
She buried her face in to her arms.
" I forgot my helmet. To tired to get it. Just gonna close my eyes for a minute "
Her voice was muffled by her arms.
Dredd tilted his head a little and then nodded before turning around and walking back towards the Hall.
A Little while later Dredd was standing back over Anderson laid asleep on her bike. Her helmet was tucked under his arm. Her mouth was open a little. Her bottom lip hanging just a bit lower than normal.
Her bangs were hanging over her right eye. The light was catching the strands in such a way that it looked almost gold and white. Complementing her cream colored skin.
His dick twitched and he snatched the helmet from under his arm. He gave a quick look around him before returning his eyes back to her.
He reached out to brush the hair from her eye's but he pulled his hand back when he heard two Judges talking as the came off the lift.
" Anderson! "
His voice loud.
She jumped. Sitting up right on her bike.
" What?" She demanded.
He pushed her helmet into her hands. She looked surprised. She looked at it in her hands and then back to him.
" Thanks... But this was in the females locker room? "
He nodded.
" Lets go. I'll give you a ride. "
He started for his bike not giving her a chance to refuse.
She followed. Climbing on the back she reached around him and clasped her hands together and rested her head on his shoulder. She was asleep before they hit the highway.
It was the second time he'd carried her into her apartment. He knew the place enough. He pushed her bedroom door open and laid her on the bed. He gently pulled her helmet off setting it down beside her night table. He moved down to her boots. They were calf high boots with a small heal. The slid right on. He picked up her left foot and started to pull it off when she rolled. Twisting her ankle as she spun over.
He smirked as she laid there one leg twisted and elevated in an awkward position. A boot half way off in his hands.
He dropped the boot and pulled the other off.
She climbed to the head of the bed grabbing a pillow and shoving it under her head. She pulled her legs up and curled into a ball.
He smiled. He couldn't help but think she looked cute.
God if any one heard him say the word " Cute " out loud he thought he might shoot himself.
He dropped down on the bed. Cracking his neck. He was done. He'd been up for more than thirty six hours. He was on his way to his own loft when he came across her sleeping on her bike.
She looked uncomfortable.
His place was fifty miles the other way. He just didn't want to make the ride.
He pulled his helmet off and set it beside hers. He unzipped his leather jacket and peeled it off his shoulders slowly. He reached down and unbuckled his boots and kicked them off. He didn't hesitate to lay back onto his back and bring his arms over his head and stared at the ceiling before he closed his eyes and drifted.
The first time he'd slept in her bed was the best night sleep he'd gotten in years. He had been so ridged for so long. When he woke up his whole body was relaxed. He didn't know why but sleeping next to her seemed like the answer to his sleepless nights. Every night after leading up to that moment he hadn't slept well. A few hours a night and he'd wake up in a cold sweat. He'd lay there for a few minutes before getting up and going to the gym. He'd work out for a few hours before showering and reporting for his shift.
Some time in the middle of the night Dredd opened his eyes. The room was black and it took him a moment before his eyes adjusted. He could feel a warm body pressed to his side. A slender arm laid over his stomach. She was gripping the sheet under him as if to hold herself in place. Or him.
She was cuddling in her sleep.
He didn't tense up this time like he had before. He stretched his arm out and around her neck resting his arm over her shoulder and pulled her to him. It was more of a reflex. He hadn't put much thought into the action.
He looked down at her head resting on his chest. Listening to her breathe. His hair stood on end as she exhaled. Soft warm breath.
He brought his other hand up and ran his fingers through her hair. Gently letting the strains fall between his fingers. He'd let the last strand fall back into place and then runs his fingers through again.
Her hair was soft almost like silk. He loved the way it felt.
He leaned up a little and breathed in the scent of her hair. It brushed his nose as he inhaled. Vanilla and Spice. He dropped back on to the pillow and took a deep breathe. Her head rising with his chest. He held it for a moment before exhaling and her head lowered a little. He watched as it rose and fell with each breathe he took.
His whole body was wide awake as he watched her sleep. It was like a live wire an electric current buzzing through his body. The feeling grew until he was suddenly uncomfortable. Like he needed to get up only he didn't want to move her. But his body had to move around so he gently pulled her one hand free of the sheet and rested it along her side and slowly pulled himself free from under her. Her head resting on the mattress.
He walked out of the room and pulled the door shut. He moved to the sliding window and stepped out side on to a small balcony. It was bare. Free of any decor. It was raining. A cool breeze. It felt good on his hot skin. It was still early. The sun hadn't risen yet but the lights from the city lit up the sky line. You were lucky to see a star.
He rested his arms on top of the concrete wall and slid his feet back his arms stretched out his head fell leaning towards the ground and he took a deep breathe. And then another.
If he didn't know any better he'd swear he was having a panic attack.
What the hell was wrong with him?
He straightened back up and scrubbed his face before running his hands through his own hair. It was damp. Rain soaking it.
He leaned over the concrete wall looking down below. He couldn't see much. All he saw was lights and blackness.
He turned around and pressed his back into the cold wall.
He was trying to figure out why his body was acting the way it was and trying to ignore it at the same time.
He wanted it to stop. But in some strange way he liked it. It made him feel alive. It was just intense. A bit more than he could handle. Something he'd never admit to.
His pants were getting wet so he stepped back inside. Closing the window before walking to the small kitchen.
He pulled his shirt off and hung it over the back of one of the two stools at the bar separating the kitchen and small living room.
He pulled the fridge door open and the light lite up the room a little. Casting a glow over his bare stomach and chest. Both ripped with muscles. Very defined. Smooth free of hair besides a small black happy trail that came to a stop just below his belly button. His black pants hung a little low his white boxers standing out in contrast with the black pants.
He pulled a bottle of water out.
Twisting the cap off he took a large pull of water.
He let the door swing close. The room went dark again.
The feeling started to fade as he stood there. His body started to relax.
He walked around the bar back towards the bed room.
He pushed the door open and looked in. She hadn't moved. She was still laying in the same spot she had been in when he left her.
Her arm was laying across the bed. Stretched out where he had been.
Was she looking for him?
And the feeling returned. But this time it was pulling him towards her instead of away from her.
His body shivered. He stepped all the way in the room and set the bottle of water down on the small table next to the bed. He unzipped his damp pants and pulled them off and climbed back into bed with her. He pulled the blanket over the both of them and lifted her head and replaced where he it been before. He turned his body just enough that he was on his side but her head was still on his chest.
He ran his hand through her hair once and then he closed his eye's and fell asleep.
