Mal's POV
Yawning, I shuffle into my kitchen. I ruffle my hair, eyes barley open, and hear a loud bang. Startled, my eyes fly open, and I see Nat blushing. A large, hot pool of coffee sits at her feet, and shards of a mug threaten to stab someone in the foot. I can't help but laugh at her blunder.
"Mal! Stop laughing and help me clean this up!"
She struggles to bite back a laugh.
Grinning, I cross my arms over my chest and lean against the counter." Nah, I'm good."
" Fine, you explain to my doctor why I'm doing manual labor."She throws a rag at my head and I catch it. A month after the kidnapping her bruises and cuts- expect the deepest ones- were almost healed. I walk over and wrap my arms around her. She looks up at me with her deep, almond shaped eyes. I peck her nose, which is still crooked. Even though we've only been together for a month and a half, I love her.
"How about after work we go to Sean's?" She nods her head, and unwraps herself from me. Putting on a fake pout, I clean up the spill.
" I'm going to get ready. Oh, and Mal, walk in on me again and I won't come back." I grin stupidly at the memory. Two days of Nat was released from the hospital, I walked in on her the shower. I said I was sorry but she wouldn't let it go. Sure I wasn't sorry, but I wanted to be. After cleaning up the coffee, I went into me room and put on my uniform. Waiting on Nat, I went over to my safe. What I found was shocking. My gun was gone.
"Nat! Come here!" She came in with a look of confusion on her face. " Have you seen my gun?"
" No, last night when we came in, you slipped it in your safe."
" Well, someone's been in here and it wasn't me! Your the only other person who knows my combination !"
" Calm down! Quit blaming me, and start looking!" Frantically, we tear apart my apartment. Catain Yeong calls and asks where we are. She gives us half an hour before we come in. Gun or no gun.
"Mal, you are so bad about loosing things! Remember the keys?" Our fight already forgotten, we began laughing.
" Sorry princess, I'd rather lose things than have everyone scared of my mind-reading skills." I shot back at her." I'm going to check the bed room." Opening the door, I see the shirt I threw haphazardly on the floor. When I pick it up, my pistol falls to the floor.
" Fallon! We gotta go! You can use my other gun today." Nat steps into the door way, sees my gun, and shots me her know it all look. On the way to the car she mocks me.
" Nice one Fallon! We should put beepers on all of your belongings. I'm mean come on! One of the SFPD's top detectives loses his gun! Even after saying how pretty it was! Remember that? The Veritox Incident?" I sling my arm around waist and pull her back.
I teasing whisper in her ear, " Mention it again Williams and you want see the light of day."
She pulls me close and gives me a long, tender kiss. While I'm distracted, she pulls away and sprints to the car. Laughing, I follow her and drive to the station.
Natara's POV
In the bull pen, you prepair to question former DA Santos again. He still refuses to confess on the murders, no matter how hard you push.
"Detective Fallon my office." Maria calls.
"Dont go in without me!" Mal calls over his shoulder as he jogs to the Captain's office. Agreeing, I walk over and pour myself a cup of coffee. Siping the dark liquid, I get ready to face my former fiancee again. After all he put me through, he still thought I love him. This would be the fourth interrogation, and every time he called me babe or one of his 'pet' names.
"Nat, I've got some bad and some bad news. So which first?"
"The bad. What is it?" With my job, I never knew.
" Chief Blaire called. He wants you back at Quintico. The other news is that Oscar might escaped last night."
"What? He locks me in a shed, beats me, and then runs away! I swear when I get my hands on him I'll kill him! Only first we have to find him! And what is this about Blaire?"
" Natara, as cute as you are mad, calm down. People are staring. Apparently, I.A. caught wind of our relationship and reported it to him. He wants you back first thing tomorrow." Angrily, I storm into the office I share with Mal, and dail my Cheif's number.
"Agent Williams, I expected a call from you." His even voice crackled on the other end.
"Chief, I think your making a mistake moving me."
" And I thought you knew better than to get involved with a coworker."
" Sir, Mal and I have taken down tons of serial killers, and Captain Yeong believes we are capable of maintaing a heathy work, and private life."
" This has to do with more then just your romantic ties to Detective Fallon. You are being promoted."
"Well, I decline the offer. And I request a permeant placement in San Fransico."
" Fine, I will speak with Yeong."
" Thank you." I hang up, breathing a sigh of relief.
" Nat, Captain said we have the rest of the day off since our only case is gone. So how about lunch instead of dinner?"
"Shouldn't we find him first?"
" After lunch, now let's go."
" Mal, I'm not eating till we find him. Now the sooner we get started the sooner we can find him and go to Sean's."
"But-" I didn't the last part because I was well on my way to Captain Yeong's office. I barged in without knocking, earning a glare from her.
" Mr. Holland, please listen. We have our best guys on the case and I'm sure we'll find him. Yes, it is Fallon and Williams. It doesnt matter! They're the best we got." She slammed the phone down.
"Captain, I apologize, but why wasn't I informed on our latest suspect escaping? After all, he did kidnap me, or did you just happen to forget?"
"Agent Williams, you are ouut of line!" she said , I sit down.
"I'm sorry. I guess I'm just stressed about him getting out. How did he, anyway?"
"We aren't sure, but we'll find him. You and Mal are being put on the case. I don't want you taking a break until you find him. And Williams, be careful."
Mal POV
Why couldn't she just go to lunch? I was going to ask her something, but noooo Oscar just had to go and escape! In my office, I picked up his profile. Again and again I poured over his history, and predicted movements. Just as I was worrying were Nat was, she stepped in.
"Do you have any idea where he could be?" she asks wearily.
"Honestly, no. I've reviewed everything we have on him and nothing's come up. For all we know he's in this office." I throw my hands up frustration. Nat comes over and wraps leans over my shoulder. She puts her hands on my chest, and pressed her chin on my head.
"Mal, we'll find him. We always do."
