Maylee rushed through the door at the CHP building. "Where's Ponch?" she asked sounding pretty desperate.
"Uh…" the front desk officer began he looked around at the other officers. He wasn't getting much help. Just a bunch of shoulder shrugs and 'beats me' looks. "I'll be right back," the tall redhead officer replied. He walked behind the door that led to the back of the building. He went to the Sergeant's office. He peeked his head in.
"What do you need, Martinez?" Getraer asked looking up from his papers.
"Where's Poncherello?" he asked.
"I think he's still out on patrol...may I ask why?" Getraer replied curiosity rising in his voice.
"Some redhead chick is out there looking for him. I think that's Maylee Johnson," Officer Martinez replied. Getraer rolled his eyes.
"That's the third time this week…" he started he got up from his desk. "I'll talk to her," he added then headed for the door.
"Oh okay," Martinez said. He watched Getraer walk out of the room.
"Excuse me, miss...uh Johnson…" he started. Maylee was too busy fixing her makeup.
"Oh darling, just call me Maylee," she said while puckering her lips at the makeup mirror.
"What are you doing?" Getraer asked.
"I'm getting ready for when i get to see my baby tonight," she said, as she smiled at the perfection that she had done with her makeup.
"Your baby?" she heard many officers ask in unison. She snapped the mirror shut.
"Yeah, Ponch...awe he's just adorable!" she squeaked. "So, where is he?"
"He's on patrol…" Getraer started. He scratched the back of his neck. "I need to talk to you," he added.
"What?" Maylee asked now working on her mascara and eyeliner.
"I need to you set aside your make up and listen to me, miss Johnson," Getraer said sternly. She huffed before following his orders. She put her hands on her hips and looked at him. She flipped her hair then smiled. As Getraer began talking she dug in her purse for a hair tie. "Are you listening?" Getraer asked.
"Uh-huh, keep going," Maylee said nodding her head. She kept doing her hair. Getraer rolled his eyes.
"Anyway, all I'm trying to say is unless it's super important you'll have to wait to talk to Ponch until he's off work. He really shouldn't be getting visitors all the time during his shift," Getraer finished.
She nodded her head.
"Yeah, okay," Maylee said then pulled her makeup out again. Getraer walked away feeling as if he just wasted his breath and time. Soon Ponch and Jon walked in from the front. Ponch was leading in a girl that was crying her eyes out.
"Hey, honey calm down. These officers can help you. Just tell them what you need," he said. Then straightened up and looked at the front desk officers. "She was sitting out there crying. She said she couldn't open the door...she insisted on talking to you, Martinez," he told them. Officer Martinez walked out from behind the desk and smiled.
"Hi, baby," he said picking up the little girl. It was his six year old daughter.
"Daddy, who is that nice officer?" she asked.
"Who, him?" he asked pointing to Ponch.
"Yeah...he said his name was Ponch…" she said. Martinez laughed.
"And he was telling the truth. That's Ponch. He's a nice guy," he replied. His little girl giggled.
"Ponch is a funny name," she said. Ponch smiled slightly, Martinez laughed.
"Sorry, Ponch," he said.
"Oh, it's okay…" Ponch started then felt someone's arms wrap around him from behind.
"Baby you're here!" he heard the woman exclaim. He smiled.
"Hiya, Maylee," Ponch said. He could feel her lips against the back of his neck. "Um...I think you should do that later. Getraer'll kill me if he sees this," Ponch said. She just continued. "Maylee? Did you hear me?" Ponch asked. Maylee pulled away.
"Huh? Did you say something to me, baby?" she asked. She turned him around. He smiled when he saw her. She was wearing something similar to what she wore when they first met only this time the tank top was a hot pink color.
"Oh...um...I was just sayin'..." Ponch started when their eyes met he went speechless and got lost in those sparkling green eyes of hers. She smiled sweetly and put her finger up to his lips.
"Shh...I know what you're trying to say. I'm sorry got a little carried away. I'll see you tonight, baby. Please be there," Maylee said.
"Oh I wouldn't miss it for the world!" Ponch replied with a wide grin.
"Good!" Maylee said then beeped his nose. "See ya," she said. She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek then left. As she was walking away Ponch just stared at her. Jon walked over.
"Ponch, just what exactly are you doing tonight?" Jon asked. Ponch was still just staring straight ahead lost in a dream. He didn't hear Jon. Jon shook Ponch a little, and still got no response. He snapped his fingers up by Ponch's ear and still got nothing. Finally he just waved his hand in front of Ponch's face a couple times. Ponch jumped slightly startled back to reality.
"Oh...hi, Jon," he said turning to look at his partner. "Isn't she just gorgeous?" he said still gushing over Maylee. Jon stared at him.
"I'm not so sure I like this," Jon said.
"Like what?" Ponch asked.
"Oh don't tell me you haven't noticed?" Jon replied. Ponch just stared at him with a puzzled expression on his face. Jon started to walk away. "I'll talk to you later," he said.
Ponch shrugged. "Yeah, okay, Baker," he replied. Jon walked towards Getraer's office.
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"She's a very disrespectful person," Getraer told Jon.
"Oh I can believe it," Jon replied.
"I don't even trust her, I can tell she's only after one thing. She doesn't even bother to listen to anybody.."
"I'm pretty sure I know what she wants...and if I'm around...there's no way she's getting that. The thing that bugs me is the age gap and how immature she is," Jon replied. He hated going in and complaining about someone but this was something he needed to get off his chest. "Sarge...I don't think I like this…" Jon started. He scratched the back of his neck. Getraer could tell something was up.
"What?" he asked.
"It's Ponch I'm worried about...he doesn't even seem to notice how…" Jon stopped and bit his lip.
"How much Maylee has him wrapped around her finger?"
"Yeah...it's almost as if he'd do anything for her...Sarge...I don't want to sound mean...but is he that dumb? Or is he just blind?" Jon asked.
"None of them. He's just lovestruck. Love, after all, can be blind at times," Sarge answered.
"I've seen him in love before...it's never been like that," Jon said.
"I know, which worries me."
"Joe...I try my best never to get too much involved in Ponch's dating and..but this time...I can't help but think I need to break it up."
"Just don't force him to do it, because then he'll be mad at you. Just try to help him okay?"
"Yeah...I'll try." Jon took a seat finally. "I don't want to see him get hurt," he added. Then there was a knock on the door. Before they could answer it flung open.
"Hey, Sarge...Imma be heading home now," Ponch said with a bright cheery smile.
"Alrighty then...have a great night," Getraer started. "What's on the schedule for tonight?" he asked.
"Well...I'm going out with Maylee...I think that's it. I'll be in bed by ten though," Ponch said winking at Jon. Jon threw his head back and laughed slightly.
"Oh Ponch you're one of a kind," he said as his partner left the room again. "I told him a few days ago that midnight was too late for someone like him to be staying up. So then he joked and said he'd be in bed by ten."
Sarge sighed.
"I hope all goes well on that date," he said.
"Yeah, I hope so too" Jon replied. Jon sat there a little longer. "Sarge?"
"Yeah?"
"Would it be wrong for me to spy on them?" Jon asked. Sarge thought about it for a moment.
"Yes, but it's necessary. Just don't get caught, okay?"
"I won't...oh can you come with?"
"I could, but then it'll be easier to be spotted. Just keep me posted, alright?"
"Okay...you got Google hangouts?" Jon asked. Getraer nodded.
"Yeah, I do."
Jon nodded and smiled. He made plans to just talk with Getraer on Google hangouts all night while he was at the restaurant.
