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A/N: Just so you guys know I am just getting warmed up. It's true that in the first couple of chapters I was lax in the character development category. I fixed and am still fixing it. Well the foundation has been laid for a great fan fiction. Now I am going to write this story like it was meant to be written. Now that I have made my promises it is time to prove it. Enjoy!

Chapter 6: On the Job

'You should eat something.' Said Brent as he moved about the kitchen. 'We don't exactly work at a place where you can go on an empty stomach.'

'I'm not hungry.' I mumbled as I downed another coffee.

'Nonsense. You're just too tired for your body to realize that it's hungry. You didn't get very much sleep last night.' Replied Brent as he laid a plate of sausages and eggs on the table in front of me. 'Eat.' He ordered.

I gave in and stabbed at a sausage on my plate. I glared at it when I missed and the sausage rolled away from my fork. 'Maybe you should become a vegetarian!' joked Brent.

'Maybe,' I mumbled and looked out the window. 'At least it has stopped raining.'

'Yeah, the only weather worse is snow. Remember that time I got the police car stuck in the snow on that dirt road?' laughed Brent.

'Yes!' I exclaimed, smiling for the first time. 'I told you it wasn't a good idea. Then when we got stuck you made ME get out and push!'

'The worst part of it was that he didn't even go that way!' added Brent. 'They still haven't let us forget that one!' One of the best things about Brent is that he can make you laugh. I had never seen him upset for more than five minutes. He would be just livid then calm down right away. He said get it all out right away and it won't simmer, that way it won't burn.

We finished breakfast (Brent was right, I was STARVING) and headed into the Millwoods Police Station. Millwoods was a part of Edmonton full of drugees. Brent and I were the best pair in the city for rounding them up. Four major drug busts this month alone. We set the record. We were the best.

'Morning Alice. Morning Brent. How are the newly weds?' greeted the chief.

'We're not married yet. Brent only proposed yesterday.' I replied quickly. I had had 4 cups of coffee already that morning, I was HYPER. Luckily I did a good job of hiding it.

'Right. The best officers I have soon to be a married couple.' Chief seemed to like the idea. 'I'll be invited right?'

'Of course Chief. I'll give you your invitation now. I don't trust the Edmonton Postal System' joked Brent as he handed the Chief his invitation. The Chief smiled and put it on his desk on top of a mountain of paper work. He is going to lose it, I thought.

'Well, I shouldn't keep you two from your work. I'm sorry but you are stuck on traffic duty today.' Said the Chief. Brent and I groaned. Traffic duty was the most boring job in the business. But all the officers had to do it so so did Brent and I.

We got in our patrol car and drove off. 'Great! We got radar on 99th.' Muttered Brent under his breath as he started up the car. We drove out of the station and headed out. Brent hummed under his breath as he drove. Another great thing about Brent is that he liked the same music as I do. He hummed "It's the End of the World" by Great Big Sea. So I sang along with it. 'It's the end of the World as we know it. It's the End of the World as we know it. It's the end of the World as we know it and I feel fine!'

We laughed and stopped singing. It wasn't very far so we reached the street quickly. It was busy as usual. But we got lucky and were stopped a block away from the Subway. Unfortunately there was no Tim Horton's in sight so no coffee.

The day went by much as expected. 99th was one of the worst for people speeding. So we were relatively busy. But it didn't stop us from being bored out of our minds. 'Sing me a new song Alice. You have such a beautiful voice. I want to hear one you haven't sang before.' Brent said over a Pizza Sub.

It thought for a moment, trying to think of one he hadn't heard yet. Then I sang:

'A Elbereth, Gilthoniel, silvren penna miriel o menel aglar elenath! Na-chaered palan-diriel O galadremmin ennorath, Fanuilos, le linnathon Nef aear, si nef aearon!'

Brent blinked. It was not the kind of stuff I normally sang. He had never heard a song like that before. 'Where did that come from? I didn't understand a word.' He said finally.

'I. Don't. Know.' I said. 'I don't remember.' I looked down at my sub, suddenly finding the pepperoni extremely fascinating.

'Is it coming back?' he asked cautiously. He meant my memory. He had found me in an alley five years before and I didn't remember a thing. I had all of my I.D. He let me stay at his place for a while and the rest was history. I think that we were both sort of afraid of what might happen if I suddenly remembered.

'I... don't know.' I said brokenly. He put his hand on mine and smiled that reassuring smile I had fallen in love with him for.

'We'll be OK.' Was all he said.

AN So what do you think? I am sorry that this took so long to update. Cookies to Luinramwen for writing that note to all of you guys for me. I couldn't leave you all hanging without a good excuse. I am so sorry! Cookies to all of you who patiently waited for me! I am so clumsy! Oh yes and tell me if you like this chapter. I am not very happy with it.