"Greg let it go." Jen said trying not to laugh. She was sitting in a patrol car with her partner Greg and he was currently moaning about how he had been cheated of his 'correct' portion of breakfast this morning. He had been talking about this for almost two hours.

"I mean how can they expect a fully grown man to survive on that pitiful portion?" Greg muttered as he ate his second slice.

"Greg seriously the horse is dead, please stop flogging it." Jen snapped. Greg looked at her in surprise and then started to laugh. Soon enough both of them were laughing like hyenas and getting looks from passer-bys. Suddenly the radio started to crackle.

"Hey can you send some back up for us. Something doesn't feel right." Officer Jude's voice came over the radio. Greg picked theirs up and pressed the side button,

"We're ready to respond what's your location?" A smirk grew on Greg's face as he looked at Jen from the corner of his eye. Jen sat and shook her head at him.

"We're at the timber warehouse in the industrial block in downtown. We'll meet you at the entrance, Timbo's car have just arrive so there's no hurry, we'll survey the situation and then wait until you arrive. I just get a funny feeling about this. Weird huh."

"A cop's intuition cannot be ignored sunshine. Jude just check it out if you're concerned. You have Timbo with you. He has your back." Greg put the radio back into the panel and started to drive off.

"Go on say it now." Jen muttered. Greg laughed his deep laugh that made him sound very similar to Santa.

"All I was going to say was you never told me how the date went JT. And you two make a cute couple." Greg glanced at Jen who was staring out of the window.

"It was ok, he's sweet. How did Timbo get there so fast? I thought him and Ariel were working on the Deli shootout case." Jen asked lifting her head up from the window. The coolness of the glass was helping to stop thoughts of her date swimming around her head. Scott Jude had been the perfect gentleman all night and had even walked her home and kissed her goodnight. He was everyone's idea of a perfect guy, tall, handsome and kind. She was trying to stop herself from smiling but she knew Greg had seen straight through her this morning and he would have bugged her about it had the breakfast argument not occurred.

"Maybe they finished and they were driving past the location." Greg offered as a explanation.

"Greg the precinct is on the other side of town and in the opposite direction. And they still had witness statements to take this morning and it's only 11am."

"Jen let it go ok." Greg warned her. They pulled up to the location and spotted Freya and Oscar's patrol car parked up. Greg pulled in beside them and Greg and Jen got out of the car.

"Hey guys you know what's up?" Oscar asked.

"A funny feeling I believe." Greg laughed as he made this comment.

"Maybe it's just the aftermath of a feeling he had for Miss JT here." Freya nodded towards Jen, who scowled and lent against the car bonnet.

"I'm not sure it's that type of feeling…" Greg began but was interrupted by gunfire. All four officers ran towards the gunfire and were soon involved in a gun battle with one gunman who none of them could see. All eight police officers were soon cornered in and then events became a blur. Jen had seen who she thought was the shooter and had moved towards him but also directly into the line of fire. The next thing Jen knew was that Officer Jude had pushed her to one side and had taken three bullets meant for her. Bullets whizzed past her as she saw him fall to the ground. She heard Greg yell and the silence. Jen tried to breathe as normally as she could and dragged herself over to Officer Jude and rested his head on her knees. She placed her hands over the bullet wound in his chest and he placed a hand on top of hers and one on her cheek. His eyes were fluttering open and shut. He smiled slightly. Jen felt tears dropping down her face.

"Don't you give up on me Scott. Please don't go to sleep. Just stay with me for a while ok. Please don't leave me. This is all my fault. Just don't go to sleep."

"Sshhh Jenny, I don't have the strength to argue with you. I have always loved you, even when you ignored me.. You must listen….Timbo…..." Scott's voice had started to become weak and slow. A tear dropped onto his face and he gasped.

"Please." Jen sobbed. Scott's head became heavy on her knees and his eye's flutter close. Jen felt her entire body shift and arms close around her. She looked to the side and saw Greg's face, pale and concerned, looking back at her. He had one hand firmly place on her stomach, blood seeping between his fingers.

"JT you're bleeding. Just stay with me ok, don't you dare even think about dying." Greg yelled at her.