0400 Zulu/11:00PM
Peter's hotel room
Falls Church, Virginia
As the images of Blaisdell's mangled face played over and over in his mind, Peter slowly got undressed and ready to take a shower to turn in for the night. He was only in his boxers when there was a sudden knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Peter said apprehensively.
"Peter, it's Jody. I wanted to talk to you."
"Well, Jody now's not the best time, you know."
"Peter, please... It's important." She pleaded from behind
Peter sighed and reluctantly went to open the door. Jody glared at Peter's shirtless, chiselled frame, before stopping herself.
"Umm... Peter, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were in the shower. I'll come back."
"No it's okay Jody, come in. I was just about to shower but it can wait."
Jody entered the room cautiously. Although, it was not so much out of fear as it was the fact that she was really concerned about something. She slowly took a seat on Peter's bed.
"Peter, I'm really scared," she started.
"I can't make sense of things anymore. I mean, Blaisdell's gone. Al Queda's involved. Now the US Navy? It's just too much, Peter. I thought being a detective with a partner like you after all this time we've been together would make me able to handle it. I mean the amount of times I've seen you risk your life no matter how much the case mattered can't possibly be measured, and I thought living through all that made me even stronger. But I can't handle this."
She continued sobbing.
Peter rose from the seat across from the bed and pulled her into his arms, gently caressing her cheek as she looked away.
"Jody, we'll get through this. Like we always do."
"Oh Peter, God, I hope you're right."
She leaned more comfortably into his embrace and rested her head on his heaving chest. At the sound of his racing heartbeat she looked up, her eyes begging for forgiveness.
"I'm sorry Hutch, you shouldn't have to worry about me. I'm a big girl."
She was now forcing a smile through her tears as they stung her face.
"Hutch?" Peter questioned puzzled as to where he had heard that name before.
"Your father told me. He said when you were young you wanted to be like Starsky and Hutch. That's why you became a cop." She smirked just a little. "To catch the bad guys."
Peter smiled at the memory.
"Jody, I don't know what I'd do without you. I screwed up so many times, almost never came back a few times. I really hated myself for making you worry. Jody, I really sorry about everything."
"No need to apologize, cowboy." Jody said smiling through her faded tears.
"My life wouldn't be my life, if didn't have Peter Caine to worry about."
They were both smiling at the thought, unaware they were still enveloped in each others embrace. As they leaned into each other innocently their lips touched, and then tensed passionately at the feeling of contact. They stayed feeling each others touch. It had been a long time.
As Jody slowly pulled away, Peter caught notice of his badge on the nightstand by the bed.
He pulled away suddenly.
This startled Jody. She was sure this was what he wanted.
He spoke suddenly.
"Jody, I'm sorry. We can't...We can't do this. I'm sorry."
"Peter?!"
"Jody, I don't want to hurt you again. I don't want ruin our friendship or lose a great partner."
"So what, that's all I am to you?! Just a partner?!"
"Yes, just a partner."
She could feel her heart break. She had waited so long for Peter to commit to her. She felt foolish. She turned away from should that he wouldn't see the tears forming again in her eyes. Not tears of fear but of a broken heart. She ran from the room terrified at what all of this could possibly mean.
As she left, Peter sighed puzzled at what just happened.
"Great Caine, now she'll never forgive you." He thought to himself.
As the images of Blaisdell's mangled face played over and over in his mind, Peter slowly got undressed and ready to take a shower to turn in for the night. He was only in his boxers when there was a sudden knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Peter said apprehensively.
"Peter, it's Jody. I wanted to talk to you."
"Well, Jody now's not the best time, you know."
"Peter, please... It's important." She pleaded from behind
Peter sighed and reluctantly went to open the door. Jody glared at Peter's shirtless, chiselled frame, before stopping herself.
"Umm... Peter, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were in the shower. I'll come back."
"No it's okay Jody, come in. I was just about to shower but it can wait."
Jody entered the room cautiously. Although, it was not so much out of fear as it was the fact that she was really concerned about something. She slowly took a seat on Peter's bed.
"Peter, I'm really scared," she started.
"I can't make sense of things anymore. I mean, Blaisdell's gone. Al Queda's involved. Now the US Navy? It's just too much, Peter. I thought being a detective with a partner like you after all this time we've been together would make me able to handle it. I mean the amount of times I've seen you risk your life no matter how much the case mattered can't possibly be measured, and I thought living through all that made me even stronger. But I can't handle this."
She continued sobbing.
Peter rose from the seat across from the bed and pulled her into his arms, gently caressing her cheek as she looked away.
"Jody, we'll get through this. Like we always do."
"Oh Peter, God, I hope you're right."
She leaned more comfortably into his embrace and rested her head on his heaving chest. At the sound of his racing heartbeat she looked up, her eyes begging for forgiveness.
"I'm sorry Hutch, you shouldn't have to worry about me. I'm a big girl."
She was now forcing a smile through her tears as they stung her face.
"Hutch?" Peter questioned puzzled as to where he had heard that name before.
"Your father told me. He said when you were young you wanted to be like Starsky and Hutch. That's why you became a cop." She smirked just a little. "To catch the bad guys."
Peter smiled at the memory.
"Jody, I don't know what I'd do without you. I screwed up so many times, almost never came back a few times. I really hated myself for making you worry. Jody, I really sorry about everything."
"No need to apologize, cowboy." Jody said smiling through her faded tears.
"My life wouldn't be my life, if didn't have Peter Caine to worry about."
They were both smiling at the thought, unaware they were still enveloped in each others embrace. As they leaned into each other innocently their lips touched, and then tensed passionately at the feeling of contact. They stayed feeling each others touch. It had been a long time.
As Jody slowly pulled away, Peter caught notice of his badge on the nightstand by the bed.
He pulled away suddenly.
This startled Jody. She was sure this was what he wanted.
He spoke suddenly.
"Jody, I'm sorry. We can't...We can't do this. I'm sorry."
"Peter?!"
"Jody, I don't want to hurt you again. I don't want ruin our friendship or lose a great partner."
"So what, that's all I am to you?! Just a partner?!"
"Yes, just a partner."
She could feel her heart break. She had waited so long for Peter to commit to her. She felt foolish. She turned away from should that he wouldn't see the tears forming again in her eyes. Not tears of fear but of a broken heart. She ran from the room terrified at what all of this could possibly mean.
As she left, Peter sighed puzzled at what just happened.
"Great Caine, now she'll never forgive you." He thought to himself.