Short humor fic

summary: A call comes into the Mid-Wilshire intercome system, it's some kidnappers informing the police officers that they have one of the officer's wives. This is just for fun and being kidnapped is not fun in real life and I'm just feeling humorus.

A/N: I do not own The Rookie or it's characters.

There is a crackling over head at the Mid-Wilshire division, a voice modulater is heard, all heads turn to listen as well as trying to figure out how someone hacked into their intercome system,

" Attention Officer's and Detective's of Mid-Wilshire. I would like to inform you that as an hour ago, me and my assoicates have taken one of your officer's wife. "

All officer's and detective's present start calling their homes or their wives phones as they hear this. The man or woman is on the other end of the hacked system doesn't say anything, obviously listening for them to scrabble and figure out which one has a missing wife.

The person is confused when Sgt. Grey informs, " I don't know who you are or how you managed to hack into our system, but I think you are targeting the wrong station. No one here is missing a wife or girlfriend or fiance. "

" How can that be? She is from Mid-Wilshire. "

" Why don't you describe her to us. Maybe her husband's not in today. " Tim said now.

" She's short. Long black hair, has an attiude and is sassy as hell. "

" You just described Officer Harper and Detective Lopez. And I'm looking right at them. " Grey said.

" Give us something else. " Tim said.

" Okay...She's also really nice, polite, and has been asking me and my assoicates what our childhoods were like and if we have any low self-esteem issues. "

Tim's eyes widened, " You son of a bitch! You have Lucy! " he shouts.

" Wait a minute, since when are you and Chen married? " Harper asked with a raised eyebrow.

" Oh, so we have your wife. Well then... "

" Yeah good luck with that. " Tim interupted him with a smug smirk, crossing his arms.

" What the hell is that suppose to mean?...Ahhh! What the hell! "

" She's loose!"

" Is that a broomstick handle?! "

" How did she get out of the chair?! "

" Forget how she got out of the chair! She's using it like a damn shield! "

" Where the hell did that broomstick handle come from?! "

" I told you to use the rope! "

" I did! And I used the ducktape too! "

There was crashes, screams, and battle cries. All the while, all of Mid -Wilshire is standing and listening and trying to picture what's going on with Tim just grinning.

" It's just broomstick handle! Break it! "

Crack!

" Ahh HHaa! Take that!...What the?! Ahhh! "

" Break the broomstick he says! Nice one! Now she has TWO weapons! "

" Ahhh! She stabbed me! "

" Quite being a baby and grab her! "

" We're trying! Ow, my leg! She broke my leg! "

" She's just a tiny woman! How is she kicking your asses?! "

...

" Hello! Hey! I'm talking to you...How the hell did Lara Croft get in here? "

" Now why don't you be a good boy and take me back to my friends? "

They heard Lucy now and she sounded a little mad.

" I'm not take you anywhere!...Where did you get those clubs? "

" They're chair legs. I used them to knock your friends out. "

" Fine let's see how you handle me! AHHH! "

Crash! Scurt! Bang, Bang! Thunk!

" Lucy? You good? " Tim calls.

" All good guys. Code 4. "

Claps and cheers sounded throughout the station.

" That's my girl! " Tim shouted, everyone paused and stared at him.

" What? " he said with a glare, they went back to clapping and cheering.

And thats all I got.