******************AUTHOR'S NOTES*******************
Hey S.W.A.T. fanz!!! Thanks a lot for all your reviews! I am glad you guys are enjoying my story, believe me it's gonna get a WHOLE HECK of a LOT better. But sadly I have to go through this stuff in the plot before I can get to the good stuff, trust me, keep checking up for new chapters, it's gonna be a good story, I hope;)
WARNING----- there is a scene that is kinda umm sexual. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE don't think that I am a pervert and all I think about is sex, b/c it's not true. I put this in here for logical reasons, 1- S.W.A.T. has more sexual stuff/jokes in it. 2- I want to show you how I THINK Lara acts and how she acts in my story
Well here is the next chapter, I really have nothing else to say but thanks fpr r/r and continue to do soJ
Again, thanks to-
-Lou
-Captain Vocke
-gigles2003
-Donna Lynn
-Blue Crush/SWAT Lover
-lou serbio
For reviewing! And I completely agree with you gigles2003, Colin Farrell is a very loveable guy;) and the accent is very hot;) He's just hot. But like I said before I think Jeremy Renner (Gamble) is OK, he's cute, but he plays a mean bad guy! Very good at playing bad people!
Now on to the chapter!!!
***************************NATASHA**************************
The scenery hadn't changed to Jim any. He had been in this chair many times before. Jim groaned to himself as he sat straight up, leaning his back against the back of the chair and slouching down in it. He heard Chris and Deke leave then a couple minutes later, T.J and Boxer.
Jim looked around. Great, he was alone with the slave driver in this building, wonderful. Minutes passed, long minutes but finally the woman walked out of Fuller's office, followed by Fuller himself. Jim watched Fuller thank her for coming and apologized again for Jim's behavior. Jim watched the woman walk down the hall and then disappeared. Jim sighed and rolled his eyes upward, looking at Fuller who also watched her walk away and then once she disappeared around the corner looked down at her.
"Office." Fuller order sighing.
Jim rose slowly, chomping his gum nervously as he passed him and into the office and stopped in front of his desk, waiting for Fuller to come in. Jim winced as he heard the slam the door shut and walk behind his desk and stood there looking at him.
"Street your behavior towards that woman was inappropriate and embarrassing. You are a PROFESSIONAL! You DO NOT act like, especially to a guest in this building." Fuller yelled at him.
"Captain, that woman has no right walking into the LA S.W.A.T. facility to tell us how money she wants to bust out of us. That woman is alive thanks to what we did. We did our job, we stopped the bad guy and no body got killed." Jim replied as calmly as possible.
Fuller held up his hand.
"Enough, I heard enough. If the court goes on her side guess who'd payin'? Certainly not me." Fuller hinted.
"I didn't shoot that woman, I am not responsible for Gamble's actions." Jim warned.
"Well, what ever, we'll settle that IF we get sued. Now, Street, I am warning you. You've been in a big mess, now if that happens again, another serious screw up, your going back to the cage permanently. Now chances back on S.W.A.T. Now I am going to give you another chance to clean the S.W.A.T. name that you and your partner, Gamble, dirtied, with this team. But if you fail to bring these losers to S.W.A.T. material, it's the cage for you. Do you understand?" he yelled at him.
Jim didn't say anything he just continued to stand there. Fuller walked around his desk and up in front of him.
"I said do you understand me?" Fuller said a little louder.
"Yeah, I understand. Captain." Jim managed to say without sounding disrespectful.
"Good, now I gave you another chance not to screw up, say thank you." he growled at him.
Jim bit his lip, trying to keep the boiling anger inside of him.
"Thank you." he said.
"Good, now get the hell out of my office." Fuller said turning around and walking back to his desk.
Jim gladly turned and left.
Jim moved through the crowd of people in the local bar at Venice Beach, the craziest beach in California. The ocean gave it a cooler feel to the air and it smelled of salt water and sand. He passed many people, pot heads, drunks, black gangs, white gangs, kids on skateboards, but he didn't give. He walked into the bar, where it was dark, the smell of the beach, buffalo wings, and beer filled the air and he saw many people dancing, some girls professional dancers, and some people just partying'
He ordered a beer and almost instantly he was slide one. Jim took a big drink of it and ran his hands over his face stressfully, his mind troubled after getting that yelling from Fuller.
{if you fail to bring these loser to S.W.A.T. material, your in the cage permanently} Fuller's voice echoed in his ears.
Jim tried to shake it out of his head but it still haunted it. Jim groaned as he noticed he couldn't shake it out and took another drink.
"Jim?" a voice asked.
Jim turned around in his chair and his eyes widened.
"Lara?" he replied not expecting to see her here.
Lara looked at the beer in his hand then at him.
"Hangin' out after work Jim?" she said ginning.
"Yeah, what are you doing here? In Venice? You know, here? Carzyville? Does your brother know?" Jim asked getting up and walking out of the bar and down the wooden porch.
Lara ran down the stairs and stayed hot on his heels down the street filled with party people and party music.
"I'm just hangin' out here too. And what about you?" Lara added.
Lara saw Jim smirk and hold up his beer.
"Getting drunk." he admitted hitting the unlock button to his eclipse, it beeping in response.
Lara observed Jim's behaviors and his slouching walk.
"Take it work didn't treat you to well today. Have a bad day?" she asked.
"Hell yea." he groaned wondering what she was doing still following.
Jim reached his car and opened his door.
The man turned around and faced Lara, about ready to say goodbye, but suddenly Lara pushed him in the car. Jim fell in backwards, his upper body in the passenger's seat, and various things digging into the small of his back. Jim groaned in pain and suddenly Lara jumped on him, landing on his lower abdomen and shut the door, locking it. Lara clutched his wrists and held them down. Jim looked at her confusingly and weirdly.
"Lara? What the hell?" Jim asked not understanding what was wrong with her.
"Maybe I can make your day better?" Lara asked seductively as she leaned over and started nibbling on his earlobe.
Jim gasped as if someone poured hot wax or water on his flesh, the action taking him by surprise. Lara then sneaked his handcuffs out of his back pocket and clipped on to his right wrist and the other end to the door handle. Lara continued to kiss his neck when soon enough her lips found his. Jim closed his eyes tight and gave the expression with his eyebrows as if he were mad. He felt Lara's tongue ring against his tongue as he shifted, trying desperately to get the emergency break out of his back.
"Lara, stop, your making a mistake." Jim said breathless taking deep breaths of air, thanks to Lara's lips, who was not allowing Jim to get much air at all.
"No mistake." she conformed.
"You're gonna regret this." Jim added after getting another chance to breath.
"Never." she hissed still kissing him, sending her fingers through his stiff gelled hair.
"You're brother's gonna kill me." Jim admitted once Lara moved to his neck, making him able to say something, hoping the thought of her brother finding out will get her to stop, before something bad happens.
"Screw my brother." she replied.
Jim was about ready to loose control of himself, it was taking EVERYTHING in him to be reasonable with her.
"I know you want too, so just go for it. Come on Jimmy, where is that forceful cop at? " Lara asked.
Jim then grabbed her biceps and flipped them, causing her to be on her back now.
"Right here." he said his heart beating fast, wither it was from adrenaline or the lack of oxygen Lara caused him to have, Jim didn't know.
Lara grabbed his silver chain and pulled his face and neck towards hers, the response, their lips meeting.
Hey S.W.A.T. fanz!!! Thanks a lot for all your reviews! I am glad you guys are enjoying my story, believe me it's gonna get a WHOLE HECK of a LOT better. But sadly I have to go through this stuff in the plot before I can get to the good stuff, trust me, keep checking up for new chapters, it's gonna be a good story, I hope;)
WARNING----- there is a scene that is kinda umm sexual. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE don't think that I am a pervert and all I think about is sex, b/c it's not true. I put this in here for logical reasons, 1- S.W.A.T. has more sexual stuff/jokes in it. 2- I want to show you how I THINK Lara acts and how she acts in my story
Well here is the next chapter, I really have nothing else to say but thanks fpr r/r and continue to do soJ
Again, thanks to-
-Lou
-Captain Vocke
-gigles2003
-Donna Lynn
-Blue Crush/SWAT Lover
-lou serbio
For reviewing! And I completely agree with you gigles2003, Colin Farrell is a very loveable guy;) and the accent is very hot;) He's just hot. But like I said before I think Jeremy Renner (Gamble) is OK, he's cute, but he plays a mean bad guy! Very good at playing bad people!
Now on to the chapter!!!
***************************NATASHA**************************
The scenery hadn't changed to Jim any. He had been in this chair many times before. Jim groaned to himself as he sat straight up, leaning his back against the back of the chair and slouching down in it. He heard Chris and Deke leave then a couple minutes later, T.J and Boxer.
Jim looked around. Great, he was alone with the slave driver in this building, wonderful. Minutes passed, long minutes but finally the woman walked out of Fuller's office, followed by Fuller himself. Jim watched Fuller thank her for coming and apologized again for Jim's behavior. Jim watched the woman walk down the hall and then disappeared. Jim sighed and rolled his eyes upward, looking at Fuller who also watched her walk away and then once she disappeared around the corner looked down at her.
"Office." Fuller order sighing.
Jim rose slowly, chomping his gum nervously as he passed him and into the office and stopped in front of his desk, waiting for Fuller to come in. Jim winced as he heard the slam the door shut and walk behind his desk and stood there looking at him.
"Street your behavior towards that woman was inappropriate and embarrassing. You are a PROFESSIONAL! You DO NOT act like, especially to a guest in this building." Fuller yelled at him.
"Captain, that woman has no right walking into the LA S.W.A.T. facility to tell us how money she wants to bust out of us. That woman is alive thanks to what we did. We did our job, we stopped the bad guy and no body got killed." Jim replied as calmly as possible.
Fuller held up his hand.
"Enough, I heard enough. If the court goes on her side guess who'd payin'? Certainly not me." Fuller hinted.
"I didn't shoot that woman, I am not responsible for Gamble's actions." Jim warned.
"Well, what ever, we'll settle that IF we get sued. Now, Street, I am warning you. You've been in a big mess, now if that happens again, another serious screw up, your going back to the cage permanently. Now chances back on S.W.A.T. Now I am going to give you another chance to clean the S.W.A.T. name that you and your partner, Gamble, dirtied, with this team. But if you fail to bring these losers to S.W.A.T. material, it's the cage for you. Do you understand?" he yelled at him.
Jim didn't say anything he just continued to stand there. Fuller walked around his desk and up in front of him.
"I said do you understand me?" Fuller said a little louder.
"Yeah, I understand. Captain." Jim managed to say without sounding disrespectful.
"Good, now I gave you another chance not to screw up, say thank you." he growled at him.
Jim bit his lip, trying to keep the boiling anger inside of him.
"Thank you." he said.
"Good, now get the hell out of my office." Fuller said turning around and walking back to his desk.
Jim gladly turned and left.
Jim moved through the crowd of people in the local bar at Venice Beach, the craziest beach in California. The ocean gave it a cooler feel to the air and it smelled of salt water and sand. He passed many people, pot heads, drunks, black gangs, white gangs, kids on skateboards, but he didn't give. He walked into the bar, where it was dark, the smell of the beach, buffalo wings, and beer filled the air and he saw many people dancing, some girls professional dancers, and some people just partying'
He ordered a beer and almost instantly he was slide one. Jim took a big drink of it and ran his hands over his face stressfully, his mind troubled after getting that yelling from Fuller.
{if you fail to bring these loser to S.W.A.T. material, your in the cage permanently} Fuller's voice echoed in his ears.
Jim tried to shake it out of his head but it still haunted it. Jim groaned as he noticed he couldn't shake it out and took another drink.
"Jim?" a voice asked.
Jim turned around in his chair and his eyes widened.
"Lara?" he replied not expecting to see her here.
Lara looked at the beer in his hand then at him.
"Hangin' out after work Jim?" she said ginning.
"Yeah, what are you doing here? In Venice? You know, here? Carzyville? Does your brother know?" Jim asked getting up and walking out of the bar and down the wooden porch.
Lara ran down the stairs and stayed hot on his heels down the street filled with party people and party music.
"I'm just hangin' out here too. And what about you?" Lara added.
Lara saw Jim smirk and hold up his beer.
"Getting drunk." he admitted hitting the unlock button to his eclipse, it beeping in response.
Lara observed Jim's behaviors and his slouching walk.
"Take it work didn't treat you to well today. Have a bad day?" she asked.
"Hell yea." he groaned wondering what she was doing still following.
Jim reached his car and opened his door.
The man turned around and faced Lara, about ready to say goodbye, but suddenly Lara pushed him in the car. Jim fell in backwards, his upper body in the passenger's seat, and various things digging into the small of his back. Jim groaned in pain and suddenly Lara jumped on him, landing on his lower abdomen and shut the door, locking it. Lara clutched his wrists and held them down. Jim looked at her confusingly and weirdly.
"Lara? What the hell?" Jim asked not understanding what was wrong with her.
"Maybe I can make your day better?" Lara asked seductively as she leaned over and started nibbling on his earlobe.
Jim gasped as if someone poured hot wax or water on his flesh, the action taking him by surprise. Lara then sneaked his handcuffs out of his back pocket and clipped on to his right wrist and the other end to the door handle. Lara continued to kiss his neck when soon enough her lips found his. Jim closed his eyes tight and gave the expression with his eyebrows as if he were mad. He felt Lara's tongue ring against his tongue as he shifted, trying desperately to get the emergency break out of his back.
"Lara, stop, your making a mistake." Jim said breathless taking deep breaths of air, thanks to Lara's lips, who was not allowing Jim to get much air at all.
"No mistake." she conformed.
"You're gonna regret this." Jim added after getting another chance to breath.
"Never." she hissed still kissing him, sending her fingers through his stiff gelled hair.
"You're brother's gonna kill me." Jim admitted once Lara moved to his neck, making him able to say something, hoping the thought of her brother finding out will get her to stop, before something bad happens.
"Screw my brother." she replied.
Jim was about ready to loose control of himself, it was taking EVERYTHING in him to be reasonable with her.
"I know you want too, so just go for it. Come on Jimmy, where is that forceful cop at? " Lara asked.
Jim then grabbed her biceps and flipped them, causing her to be on her back now.
"Right here." he said his heart beating fast, wither it was from adrenaline or the lack of oxygen Lara caused him to have, Jim didn't know.
Lara grabbed his silver chain and pulled his face and neck towards hers, the response, their lips meeting.