Title: Punish the Children (1/?)
Author: Lynne Facella
Category: Drama/Angst
Email: lynne1919@aol.com
Spoilers: Through current season 4
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of John Wells and Edward Allen Bernero. I wish they were mine but unfortunately they're not.
Summary: Ty's life becomes a living hell when he becomes the target of a man his father put in prison 25 years ago.
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"Oh man...I'm stuffed. I cannot eat another bite." Ty patted his stomach contentedly and grinned at Krista. "You keep giving me dinners like this, I'm going to need to think about working a different shift." The young couple was sitting on a wicker couch on the porch of Krista's house. The night air was cool, but not overly so, and they had decided to come out on the porch to enjoy the crisp night air.
"Well...that wouldn't be so bad now, would it?" Krista smiled as she leaned in to press a soft kiss onto Ty's lips. "I wouldn't mind being able to have dinner with you on a more regular basis, instead of just your nights off."
"But that would mean leaving Sully...I can't do that..." Sure it was something he'd threatened to do, but he hadn't really meant it. Sully needed him. Besides, he liked the shift he was working and he couldn't even imagine working with anyone besides Sully. Sure the guy could be a pain in the ass at times, but Ty cared a great deal about him, just as he knew Sully cared for him.
Krista giggled at the serious expression on Ty's face. "Oh don't look so worried," she said as she put her arms around his neck. "Of course you can't change shifts. I wouldn't want you to, not on my account. I mean it would be nice and all, but, it's not something I expect."
"Well...thank you for being so understanding..." He just gazed back at her for a few long moments, inwardly marveling at her beauty and how lucky he was to have met her. It had been a chance meeting, a few months back, when he and Sully had answered a call. She'd reported a disturbance outside the bank she worked at. Ty had been attracted to her the moment he set eyes on her. There was something different about this young woman. It wasn't just her physical beauty, though admittedly that was a large part of it. She had smooth, honey-colored skin, a slender frame and the most incredible green eyes he'd ever seen. She also had a bubbling infectious laugh that he was unable to resist. It wasn't just her outward appearance that had drawn Ty in though. Krista also had a true inner beauty. Like Ty, she had lost her father at a young age. An only child, she was extremely close and devoted to her mother. Ty had been utterly charmed by her right from the start.
He smiled and pulled her towards him as their lips came together once again. A few moments later though they hastily drew apart at the sound of someone's throat being cleared.
"Just thought I'd let you know, I'm heading on up to bed." Krista's mother smiled good-naturedly at her daughter and boyfriend. "Not that I reckon you'll be missing me very much."
"Good night, mama," Krista delicately pulled out of Ty's arms and stood up to give her mother a hug. "Sleep well."
"Good night, Mrs. Fredericks," Ty said as he stood up awkwardly. "Thank you for inviting me to dinner. It was delicious."
"You know you're welcome here any time, Ty. But how many times do I have to tell you, just call me, Rose," the woman said with a chuckle. "And please, don't be standing on my account."
"Okay, whatever you say." Ty smiled as he sat back down.
"That's better." Rose smiled in satisfaction and put her hand on the front doorknob, turning it and opening the door partway. "Now don't you two be sitting out here all night. You've got to be at work early in the morning, Krista."
"We won't, mama...Goodnight." Krista smiled as her mother went into the house and then cuddled against Ty's chest as he put his strong arms around her. "Sorry about that...I swear, sometimes she thinks I'm still her little girl back in high school."
"Hey, it's fine. I understand." He smiled as she burrowed into his arms. "If I had a daughter like you, I'd be overprotective too."
"I bet you would be. Though I don't think you'd have to worry too much. A tall, muscular guy like you who's a cop... all your daughter's boyfriends would be scared silly."
"You think?" He chuckled at the thought.
"Oh, I'd be willing to bet on it," she said, slowly trailing her hand along his arm. "So you do anything exciting for your day off?"
"I did laundry," he replied with a grin. "That was real exciting. And I met Sully for lunch."
"How is Sully?" Krista knew Ty had been trying to help him with his drinking. She liked him and hoped he would be able to move past his problems.
"You know how he is," Ty shrugged. "He seems okay, but it's hard to tell for sure. I just hope he'll be alright."
"You're doing all you can for him, Ty." Krista said encouragingly as she rubbed his shoulder. "The rest is up to him."
He nodded and the two sat in companionable silence for a bit before he spoke again. "So...early day, huh?" He leaned in to kiss her, drinking in the softness of her lips before he breathlessly drew away.
"Early meeting with the bigwigs. I need to get my sleep so I can be on my toes."
"Well...I guess I can understand that...just as long as you didn't say you needed your beauty sleep, because that you definitely do not need."
"Always the flatterer," Krista shook her head and laughed.
"It's not flattery if it's true," he protested lightheartedly.
"Well flattery or not, I still need to get up early, so..." She stood up and turned towards him, smiling at the mock pout on his lips. "I'll make it up to you."
"Yeah?" His expression brightened with her words as he stood up and drew her back into his arms for one last kiss. "I'm going to hold you to that."
"Wouldn't have it any other way..." Her expression grew a bit more serious as she looked up at him. "Goodnight, Ty...you be careful out there tomorrow." It was the one thing that worried her about dating him...the fact that he was a cop and in constant danger. She knew it was something she was going to have to deal with if things kept going on the way she hoped they would. She just hoped she was strong enough to do so.
"I'm always careful, Krista. I'll call you tomorrow. You knock em dead at that meeting." He watched until she was safely inside and had closed the door behind her; then he headed down the porch steps to his car, a smile on his lips.
Life was good. He honestly couldn't remember ever having been so happy.
******
Seth Waters stared down at the newspaper article in front of him. Damn...the kid was the spitting image of his father, the cop who had put Seth away over 25 years ago for second-degree murder. He'd never forgotten the bastard. His face was imprinted in his mind like it had happened only yesterday. Seth had been sentenced to life, but he'd gotten out on parole just a few months ago - finally he was free from that godforsaken hellhole. It was only then that he'd discovered the cop who'd put him away had been killed in the line of duty years ago. Someone else had done what Seth himself had vowed to do once he got out of prison. It had been disappointing to say the least, but now it seemed as though things might be turning around for him. Maybe it wouldn't be exactly as he originally intended, but the cop's kid would fill the role nicely. Hell, he was a cop as well, which made it that much better. He was even named after his dad. It would be almost as good as if he could have made Tyrone Sr. suffer. And who knew? Maybe wherever he was, Tyrone would see what Seth was going to do to his son and he'd regret the day he ever sent Seth Waters to prison.
Author: Lynne Facella
Category: Drama/Angst
Email: lynne1919@aol.com
Spoilers: Through current season 4
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of John Wells and Edward Allen Bernero. I wish they were mine but unfortunately they're not.
Summary: Ty's life becomes a living hell when he becomes the target of a man his father put in prison 25 years ago.
******
"Oh man...I'm stuffed. I cannot eat another bite." Ty patted his stomach contentedly and grinned at Krista. "You keep giving me dinners like this, I'm going to need to think about working a different shift." The young couple was sitting on a wicker couch on the porch of Krista's house. The night air was cool, but not overly so, and they had decided to come out on the porch to enjoy the crisp night air.
"Well...that wouldn't be so bad now, would it?" Krista smiled as she leaned in to press a soft kiss onto Ty's lips. "I wouldn't mind being able to have dinner with you on a more regular basis, instead of just your nights off."
"But that would mean leaving Sully...I can't do that..." Sure it was something he'd threatened to do, but he hadn't really meant it. Sully needed him. Besides, he liked the shift he was working and he couldn't even imagine working with anyone besides Sully. Sure the guy could be a pain in the ass at times, but Ty cared a great deal about him, just as he knew Sully cared for him.
Krista giggled at the serious expression on Ty's face. "Oh don't look so worried," she said as she put her arms around his neck. "Of course you can't change shifts. I wouldn't want you to, not on my account. I mean it would be nice and all, but, it's not something I expect."
"Well...thank you for being so understanding..." He just gazed back at her for a few long moments, inwardly marveling at her beauty and how lucky he was to have met her. It had been a chance meeting, a few months back, when he and Sully had answered a call. She'd reported a disturbance outside the bank she worked at. Ty had been attracted to her the moment he set eyes on her. There was something different about this young woman. It wasn't just her physical beauty, though admittedly that was a large part of it. She had smooth, honey-colored skin, a slender frame and the most incredible green eyes he'd ever seen. She also had a bubbling infectious laugh that he was unable to resist. It wasn't just her outward appearance that had drawn Ty in though. Krista also had a true inner beauty. Like Ty, she had lost her father at a young age. An only child, she was extremely close and devoted to her mother. Ty had been utterly charmed by her right from the start.
He smiled and pulled her towards him as their lips came together once again. A few moments later though they hastily drew apart at the sound of someone's throat being cleared.
"Just thought I'd let you know, I'm heading on up to bed." Krista's mother smiled good-naturedly at her daughter and boyfriend. "Not that I reckon you'll be missing me very much."
"Good night, mama," Krista delicately pulled out of Ty's arms and stood up to give her mother a hug. "Sleep well."
"Good night, Mrs. Fredericks," Ty said as he stood up awkwardly. "Thank you for inviting me to dinner. It was delicious."
"You know you're welcome here any time, Ty. But how many times do I have to tell you, just call me, Rose," the woman said with a chuckle. "And please, don't be standing on my account."
"Okay, whatever you say." Ty smiled as he sat back down.
"That's better." Rose smiled in satisfaction and put her hand on the front doorknob, turning it and opening the door partway. "Now don't you two be sitting out here all night. You've got to be at work early in the morning, Krista."
"We won't, mama...Goodnight." Krista smiled as her mother went into the house and then cuddled against Ty's chest as he put his strong arms around her. "Sorry about that...I swear, sometimes she thinks I'm still her little girl back in high school."
"Hey, it's fine. I understand." He smiled as she burrowed into his arms. "If I had a daughter like you, I'd be overprotective too."
"I bet you would be. Though I don't think you'd have to worry too much. A tall, muscular guy like you who's a cop... all your daughter's boyfriends would be scared silly."
"You think?" He chuckled at the thought.
"Oh, I'd be willing to bet on it," she said, slowly trailing her hand along his arm. "So you do anything exciting for your day off?"
"I did laundry," he replied with a grin. "That was real exciting. And I met Sully for lunch."
"How is Sully?" Krista knew Ty had been trying to help him with his drinking. She liked him and hoped he would be able to move past his problems.
"You know how he is," Ty shrugged. "He seems okay, but it's hard to tell for sure. I just hope he'll be alright."
"You're doing all you can for him, Ty." Krista said encouragingly as she rubbed his shoulder. "The rest is up to him."
He nodded and the two sat in companionable silence for a bit before he spoke again. "So...early day, huh?" He leaned in to kiss her, drinking in the softness of her lips before he breathlessly drew away.
"Early meeting with the bigwigs. I need to get my sleep so I can be on my toes."
"Well...I guess I can understand that...just as long as you didn't say you needed your beauty sleep, because that you definitely do not need."
"Always the flatterer," Krista shook her head and laughed.
"It's not flattery if it's true," he protested lightheartedly.
"Well flattery or not, I still need to get up early, so..." She stood up and turned towards him, smiling at the mock pout on his lips. "I'll make it up to you."
"Yeah?" His expression brightened with her words as he stood up and drew her back into his arms for one last kiss. "I'm going to hold you to that."
"Wouldn't have it any other way..." Her expression grew a bit more serious as she looked up at him. "Goodnight, Ty...you be careful out there tomorrow." It was the one thing that worried her about dating him...the fact that he was a cop and in constant danger. She knew it was something she was going to have to deal with if things kept going on the way she hoped they would. She just hoped she was strong enough to do so.
"I'm always careful, Krista. I'll call you tomorrow. You knock em dead at that meeting." He watched until she was safely inside and had closed the door behind her; then he headed down the porch steps to his car, a smile on his lips.
Life was good. He honestly couldn't remember ever having been so happy.
******
Seth Waters stared down at the newspaper article in front of him. Damn...the kid was the spitting image of his father, the cop who had put Seth away over 25 years ago for second-degree murder. He'd never forgotten the bastard. His face was imprinted in his mind like it had happened only yesterday. Seth had been sentenced to life, but he'd gotten out on parole just a few months ago - finally he was free from that godforsaken hellhole. It was only then that he'd discovered the cop who'd put him away had been killed in the line of duty years ago. Someone else had done what Seth himself had vowed to do once he got out of prison. It had been disappointing to say the least, but now it seemed as though things might be turning around for him. Maybe it wouldn't be exactly as he originally intended, but the cop's kid would fill the role nicely. Hell, he was a cop as well, which made it that much better. He was even named after his dad. It would be almost as good as if he could have made Tyrone Sr. suffer. And who knew? Maybe wherever he was, Tyrone would see what Seth was going to do to his son and he'd regret the day he ever sent Seth Waters to prison.