Chapter 2
A/N: I'm having a little trouble figuring out what is going to happen next. Feel free to email me with any suggestions.
As they approached the suspect he took off running. Alastair rolled his eyes. Why did they always have to run, especially after such a big night out?
He let his partner David Lourdes take the lead as they wove through the darkness of the parking complex.
This suspect had already been arrested twice before. Once for possession of an unlicensed firearm and assaulting a police officer, then next for armed robbery. This time it was for possession of narcotics with intention to sell. He'd just returned to the country after buying more drugs from Mexico.
A surveillance team had been following him for the last fortnight, ever since he left the USA and had reported back that the suspect had returned and had the drugs stored in the boot of his car.
Alastair and David had followed him to this parking complex next to a shopping mall, abandoned for the New Year's Day holiday.
After a lengthy chase David caught up to the man and threw him to the ground. This suspect however, was not giving up without a fight, especially since this was his third strike. He drew his fist back and punched David in the side of the face making the detective stumble backwards.
By this time Alastair was on top of the suspect and pinned him to the ground with a knee in his diaphragm.
'Detective Alastair Maguire.' He said holding up his badge. 'You're under arrest.'
With that, the man gave a violent twist knocking Alastair off balance and making his lose grip of his badge. It slid along the cement.
The man started to run again but didn't get very far. He was pounced on by both officers and held firmly against the cement while he was handcuffed.
Alastair finished his spiel on the suspect's rights and lead the man towards the their 'back up' that had just arrived. He unceremoniously pushed the man into the backseat of the patrol car
David retrieved the badge on the ground and opened it. He smirked. 'You picked a really nice ID photo.' He said sarcastically.
Alastair snatched the wallet from him and looked at the picture.
This picture didn't look like him at all. In fact it wasn't him. This was female. This was Cory.
'You do know that's Peter McNamara's little sister don't you?' David asked him. 'He'll kill you if he catches you messing around with her.'
Peter was a few grades higher than them in high school and had been suspended from school for bullying a primary schooler who was picking on his little sister. He'd been pulled out of class and hollered at by the principal. Everybody had heard about the incident.
Alastair looked at the badge again. 'Did you know she was a cop?'
David shook his head. 'I guess you didn't either. The badge number looks like it was issued at Santa Monica.' He laughed. 'Is that where you got to last night?'
David continued to laugh as Alastair glared and started retracing his steps back to their vehicle.
If he had Cory's badge, then she had his. It was a good thing he'd be going to Santa Monica tomorrow to work on a case. It would be a great opportunity to retrieve his badge, and to ask why she hadn't told him she was a cop.
Cory was in a bike shop with Elvis the next morning. The gears on her bike had been sticking and he was giving them some oil before she and Victor went out on patrol.
The lieutenant peeked his head around the corner. 'Cory, can you come out her for a minute?'
'Sure.' She answered and headed into the main area of the firehouse.
Chris, Victor and Tc were all standing around waiting for her.
Cory's draw almost hit the floor when she saw who was standing next to the lieutenant.
'I thought I'd make the introductions with you all here.' Palermo said and motioned to the man beside him. 'This is Detective Alastair Maguire. He's here working on a case and may call on you from time to time for assistance.'
Alastair smiled and nodded a greeting to them but mainly kept his eyes fixed on lover.
Cory was stuck. She couldn't move. What was he doing here?
The group started to disperse and she became aware that Palermo was giving orders for her and Victor to go out on patrol.
She grabbed her helmet from on top her desk and held it to her like a shield as she headed back to the bike shop to get her ride.
She's almost made it to until
'Office McNamara, can I have a word with you.' He said quietly as he came up behind her.
Cory looked around nervously. The lieutenant had gone back up to his office but her other three officers were watching them with interest. Especially Victor who was eager to get out and start riding.
'Can I help you with something?' She said, pretending that she had no idea who he was.
Alastair took the wallet out of his pocket. 'You're going to need this before you leave.'
Cory took it from him. 'What is it?'
'It's your badge. It seems I picked it up by mistake.'
Her eyes grew wide. So he'd known all along that she was a cop. Why hadn't he said anything?
'Thanks.' She muttered. She dug out his badge, stuffing it in his hand and leaving to retrieve her bike, hoping no one had seen.
Alastair put the wallet in his pocket and turned around to see Chris and Tc watching him intently. 'Don't you people do any work around here?' He said arrogantly.
The pair averted their eyes if not their suspicions as Alastair started on his case.
'What was that all about?' Victor asked Cory when they were safely away from the firehouse.
'What was what about?' She replied innocently.
'You and Mr Hot-shot detective. I saw something there Cory. It's no use denying it.'
'I don't know what you are talking about.' She looked around desperately trying to spot something that could distract him.
'So why did you give him your badge.' He pestered her.
'It wasn't my badge.' She said without thinking.
'Ah! So it was his badge then which would mean that he had your badge and you probably got it after a great night out. Am I right?'
Cory could tell by his tone of voice that Victor really had no idea and was just teasing her. Still, it was scary how close he came to the truth.
'You know Victor, you really need a girlfriend.' She said and rode away quickly.
A/N: I'm having a little trouble figuring out what is going to happen next. Feel free to email me with any suggestions.
As they approached the suspect he took off running. Alastair rolled his eyes. Why did they always have to run, especially after such a big night out?
He let his partner David Lourdes take the lead as they wove through the darkness of the parking complex.
This suspect had already been arrested twice before. Once for possession of an unlicensed firearm and assaulting a police officer, then next for armed robbery. This time it was for possession of narcotics with intention to sell. He'd just returned to the country after buying more drugs from Mexico.
A surveillance team had been following him for the last fortnight, ever since he left the USA and had reported back that the suspect had returned and had the drugs stored in the boot of his car.
Alastair and David had followed him to this parking complex next to a shopping mall, abandoned for the New Year's Day holiday.
After a lengthy chase David caught up to the man and threw him to the ground. This suspect however, was not giving up without a fight, especially since this was his third strike. He drew his fist back and punched David in the side of the face making the detective stumble backwards.
By this time Alastair was on top of the suspect and pinned him to the ground with a knee in his diaphragm.
'Detective Alastair Maguire.' He said holding up his badge. 'You're under arrest.'
With that, the man gave a violent twist knocking Alastair off balance and making his lose grip of his badge. It slid along the cement.
The man started to run again but didn't get very far. He was pounced on by both officers and held firmly against the cement while he was handcuffed.
Alastair finished his spiel on the suspect's rights and lead the man towards the their 'back up' that had just arrived. He unceremoniously pushed the man into the backseat of the patrol car
David retrieved the badge on the ground and opened it. He smirked. 'You picked a really nice ID photo.' He said sarcastically.
Alastair snatched the wallet from him and looked at the picture.
This picture didn't look like him at all. In fact it wasn't him. This was female. This was Cory.
'You do know that's Peter McNamara's little sister don't you?' David asked him. 'He'll kill you if he catches you messing around with her.'
Peter was a few grades higher than them in high school and had been suspended from school for bullying a primary schooler who was picking on his little sister. He'd been pulled out of class and hollered at by the principal. Everybody had heard about the incident.
Alastair looked at the badge again. 'Did you know she was a cop?'
David shook his head. 'I guess you didn't either. The badge number looks like it was issued at Santa Monica.' He laughed. 'Is that where you got to last night?'
David continued to laugh as Alastair glared and started retracing his steps back to their vehicle.
If he had Cory's badge, then she had his. It was a good thing he'd be going to Santa Monica tomorrow to work on a case. It would be a great opportunity to retrieve his badge, and to ask why she hadn't told him she was a cop.
Cory was in a bike shop with Elvis the next morning. The gears on her bike had been sticking and he was giving them some oil before she and Victor went out on patrol.
The lieutenant peeked his head around the corner. 'Cory, can you come out her for a minute?'
'Sure.' She answered and headed into the main area of the firehouse.
Chris, Victor and Tc were all standing around waiting for her.
Cory's draw almost hit the floor when she saw who was standing next to the lieutenant.
'I thought I'd make the introductions with you all here.' Palermo said and motioned to the man beside him. 'This is Detective Alastair Maguire. He's here working on a case and may call on you from time to time for assistance.'
Alastair smiled and nodded a greeting to them but mainly kept his eyes fixed on lover.
Cory was stuck. She couldn't move. What was he doing here?
The group started to disperse and she became aware that Palermo was giving orders for her and Victor to go out on patrol.
She grabbed her helmet from on top her desk and held it to her like a shield as she headed back to the bike shop to get her ride.
She's almost made it to until
'Office McNamara, can I have a word with you.' He said quietly as he came up behind her.
Cory looked around nervously. The lieutenant had gone back up to his office but her other three officers were watching them with interest. Especially Victor who was eager to get out and start riding.
'Can I help you with something?' She said, pretending that she had no idea who he was.
Alastair took the wallet out of his pocket. 'You're going to need this before you leave.'
Cory took it from him. 'What is it?'
'It's your badge. It seems I picked it up by mistake.'
Her eyes grew wide. So he'd known all along that she was a cop. Why hadn't he said anything?
'Thanks.' She muttered. She dug out his badge, stuffing it in his hand and leaving to retrieve her bike, hoping no one had seen.
Alastair put the wallet in his pocket and turned around to see Chris and Tc watching him intently. 'Don't you people do any work around here?' He said arrogantly.
The pair averted their eyes if not their suspicions as Alastair started on his case.
'What was that all about?' Victor asked Cory when they were safely away from the firehouse.
'What was what about?' She replied innocently.
'You and Mr Hot-shot detective. I saw something there Cory. It's no use denying it.'
'I don't know what you are talking about.' She looked around desperately trying to spot something that could distract him.
'So why did you give him your badge.' He pestered her.
'It wasn't my badge.' She said without thinking.
'Ah! So it was his badge then which would mean that he had your badge and you probably got it after a great night out. Am I right?'
Cory could tell by his tone of voice that Victor really had no idea and was just teasing her. Still, it was scary how close he came to the truth.
'You know Victor, you really need a girlfriend.' She said and rode away quickly.