Emily's P.O.V. ~
Tyler starts to cry and one of the officers gets angry.
"Shut that baby up!" He yells. "Shut the baby up!"
Phil, Alan, Stu and I are all handcuffed and taken to their station. They put us on a bench. Phil is handcuffed to me. Alan's left hand is handcuffed to my left one, while his right one is handcuffed to Stu. I sigh from the bench and I look as Phil stands up.
"What are you doing?" I ask, moving my arm up so he can stand.
"Someone needs to call Tracy." He pulls a couple quarters out. "We need to buy some time."
"Should you be the one to do it?" I ask, softly.
"Don't worry, babe. I got this."
He walks to the phone and puts in the quarters and dials Tracy's number.
I look up when I hear a police officer. He's talking to a group of middle school age children, who must be here on a field trip.
"After we take the mug shots, we bring them down here where they wait to be interviewed by the arresting officers." He turns to us. "Trust me, kids, you do not wanna be sitting on these benches. We call this place Loserville."
All the kids start laughing at us. The police officer ushers them away but a bigger kid brings up his cellphone. I lean out of the way and he takes a picture of Alan. Alan kicks his leg up and kicks the phone out of the kid's hand.
"Alan!" I snap at him. "I'm sorry for him. He's a little…"
"It's okay, ma'am." The kid smiles at me before glaring at Alan.
Alan goes to kick him again but I use my leg to stop him. The kid walks away, going with his group.
"Alan, you can't kick kids." I glare at him.
"He was taking a photo of me, Em!" He whines.
"I don't care! You can get more charges on your record." I sigh.
"But, Em-"
"No buts...You will-"
I'm cut off by a police officer calling our names.
"Wenneck, Billings, Price, Garner. Room Three!"
Phil hangs up the phone and we all stand up. We try to detangle ourselves and walk to him. He uncuffs us so we sit down. Alan sits by the wall, then me, Phil and Stu. A few seconds later, a cop walks in.
"Gentlemen, Lady." He looks through the file. "We've got some good news, and we've got some bad news. The good news is we found your Mercedes."
"Oh thank God." I put my head down on the table.
"That's great news!" Phil says, rubbing my back, excitedly.
"Yeah, it's over at impound right now. We picked it up at 5 A.M. this morning...parked in the middle of Las Vegas Boulevard." He says.
"In the middle...That's weird." Phil says, glancing at us.
"Yeah, that is weird. There was also a note. It says, 'Couldn't find a meter, but here's four bucks.'" He throws the paper to us.
I take it and then hand it to Stu, knowing it's his hand writing.
"The bad news is we can't get you in front of a judge until Monday morning." He sits down.
"Oh, no officer. That's just impossible." Phil says. "No, we need to be in L.A. tomorrow for a wedding."
"You stole a police car." The lady cop speaks up.
"We didn't steal anything. Um...We found it." Stu speaks up.
"Yeah. If anything, we deserve a reward or something. Like a trophy." Alan says from beside me.
I pat his leg to shut him up.
"I see assholes like you every day." The man says.
"Every fucking day." The lady butts in.
"Let's go to Vegas! We'll get drunk and laid!" He acts out.
They both start cheering.
"Let's steal a cop car, because it'd be really fucking funny." The man snaps.
"Think you gonna get away with it? Not up in here." The woman snaps.
"Not up in here!" The man comments.
Phil takes in a deep breath while Stu rubs his temples.
"Sir...If I may…" Phil starts. "I'm assuming that that squad car belongs to one of you."
"Yeah." The man says.
"Yeah...Look, I'm not a cop. I'm no hero. I'm a school teacher. But if one of my kids went missing on a field trip….that would look really bad on me." Phil gestures to himself.
"What are you getting at?" The man glares.
"Yeah, Phil. What are you getting at?" Stu whispers.
"No one wants to look bad." Phil says, glancing at me. "We gotta get to a wedding...and you guys don't need people talking about how some obnoxious tourist borrowed your squad car last night. But look, the point is, I think we can work out a deal. Discreetly, of course, ma'am." Phil says, to the lady. "What do you say?"
The lady thinks for a second before closing our file. She pushes a clipboard over to the man. She points out one of the things on a list, and he starts laughing before looking at us.
"Do, uh, any of you have a heart condition or anything like that?" He asks.
"She's pregnant." Phil gestures to me. "She's also a doctor. You know, just in case."
"What?!" Stu looks at me.
"Thanks for ruining the surprise, Phil." I lie before nodding at the cops. "I am a doctor, too."
They nod and stand up. They take us to a room with the students from earlier. The chubby kid from earlier waves at me and I smile. I wave by before looking at the cops.
"You can sit with him if you want." The lady says.
I nod and walk over to the kid.
"You're sitting with me?" He asks, excitedly.
I giggle and sit at his table. Good thing no one sat by him.
"Okay, kids! You're in for a real treat today. These gentlemen have kindly volunteered to demonstrate how a stun gun is used to subdue a suspect." He gestures to my guys.
My eyes widen as all of the kids comment, most of them sounding really excited.
"Wait a sec. What?" The guys start saying.
"Now, there's two ways to use a stun gun. Up close and personal." The male officer says.
All of the guys' eyes widen, not really believing that this is actually about to happen. The male cop tasers Stu in the neck. Stu screams and falls. All the kids around me start to laugh. I cover my mouth and stare at him.
"What the fuck?" Phil puts his hands on his head.
"Or you can shoot it from a distance." The male cop says. ""Do I have any volunteers? You wanna come up here and do some shooting huh?" A bunch of kids raise their hands. "Alright, how about you, young lady? Come on up here." The little girl he pointed out walks up toward the front. "Let's go handsome, come on."
Alan steps forward.
"No you, fat Jesus. Slide it on back." The cop says, pointing toward Phil. You, pretty boy." Phil steps forward, as the cop shows the little girl the taser. "Alright, now, it's real simple. All you gotta do is point, aim and shoot."
The little girl nods and holds it up toward Phil.
"Okay, look. You don't really wanna do this." Phil tries to talk her down.
"You can do this. Just focus." The cop says.
"Don't listen to this maniac." Phil points with his thumb. "Let's think this through."
"Finish him!" The cop yells.
The little girl pushes the trigger causing the taser to shoot out and hit Phil in the groin area. Phil falls straight to the ground, holding himself and groaning loudly.
"Right in the nuts! That was beautiful!" The cop cheers.
All the kids in the audience start laughing.
"Well done! Give her hand, everyone."
The kids clap. The little girl goes straight to her seat and sits back down.
"That was great. Good. Hey, we got one more charge left. Anybody wanna do some shooting up here?" The cop asks.
The little boy beside me raises his hand quickly.
"How about you, big man?" The cop points to him.
The kid smiles widely and stands, glaring at Alan. Alan walks over toward the aisle, eyeing the kid. They meet in the aisle, staring each other down.
"Okay, same instructions. Just point, aim, shoot." The cop hands him the taser. "There you go. That's the stuff." He sees the kid staring at Alan. "I love the intensity. Eye of the tiger. Good. You're holding 50,000 volts, little man. Don't be afraid to ride the lightning."
Without hesitation, he pulls the trigger and shoots Alan in the face. Alan starts grunting and all the kids laugh.
"In the face! In the face!"
Alan stays standing so all the kids scream, thinking he would have gone down. I stand up and run to the front of the room, but stay back just enough to where I'm not near the guys.
"Alright, everyone. Relax. Take it easy." The cop says, grabbing another hand taser. "We've seen it before. He just needs a little extra charge." He tases Alan again.
Alan goes straight down to the floor this time. Both cops start laughing.
"Some of these big boys, we gotta give two shots. Alright, kids. Who wants to get their fingerprints done?"
The kid runs over and hugs me around the waist. I hug him back and let him run from the room before I quickly kneel down next to Phil.
"You okay?" I ask him.
