Sorry guys, it's been a year since I've updated this. Been busy on my screenwriting.
The night air was silent except for the light sounds night animals. A full moon is the only form of light on this desert terrain. The light from the moon helps create silhouettes of every object on the flat land. On the horizon, six silhouettes can be seen moving at a medium pace. The six figures are moving slightly crouched and in a line. The lead figure stops and raises his hand to signal stop, then uses it to tell the rest of the team to get down.
The lead man slowly makes his way to the top of a sand dune and turns on his night vision, only to find that the full moon makes it a little harder to see. After a significant amount of time, the man returns back to his team. When he reaches his team he whispers, "Street, your on point. I need you to get a closer look at that rag head bunker." Street looks at the lead man and answers "I'm on it sergeant." Street gets up and begins to move. After Street goes over the top of the hill, he begins to feel a significant amount of weight on his upper body. "What the hell?" Jim thinks to himself. When the weight becomes to much, Jims feet slip which causes him to fall to the ground.
After cursing to himself for being so clumsy, Jim lifts himself off the ground only to find that he was in some sort of hanger. "Ok, what the fuck is going on!" Jim yells. So confused about what was going on Jim starts to move around to survey the hanger. In the middle of his survey, he begins to hear noises which are slowly getting louder. "Help us!" "We need back up…." "It's your fault their dead!" "You killed them all!" Jim hears these voices and turns around to find no one. "Whose there," Jim asks with his M-16 in hand. "Show yourselves!" When he turns around once more he sees bloody, broken bodies everywhere.
The carnage was so bad that Jim was beginning to feel nauseous. He had never seen so much death and blood before in his life. Suddenly one of the bodies moved slightly and the chest began to move slowly up and down. "One of them is alive? I need to get to him," Jim thinks to himself, trying to will his feet to move. After a second of fighting his feet, Jim runs to the persons side. Upon reaching the dying man, Jim is horrified to see that the man is his sergeant. Jim looks up and sees his entire team slaughtered. "Oh God….." Jim whispers to himself, trying to fight back the on coming tears.
Using his hands to wipe the sweat off his face, he realizes that his hands are already wet. Looking at his hands he discovers they are covered in blood. "Oh my god I'm going to be sick," Jim whispers. "You did this Jim," the Sergeant whispers. Tears already beginning to fall from his eyes Jim can't hold back his emotions. "I'm sorry Sergeant. I'm so sorry," Jim says grabbing his fallen comrades shoulders. "You were always the weakest. It's your fault Jim!" the Sergeant yells. "No! I couldn't have. I would never!" Jim says backing up while still staring in his sergeants eyes, seeing them full of hate. "Your fault Jim! Jim! Jim! Jim! Jim! Jim….." Jim grabs his ears to close off the sergeants voice only to find the voice was getting louder.
"Jim!" the voice yells which causes Jim to open his eyes and jump up in his bed with a start. Sweat was pouring down his head and his breathing was ragged. Suddenly he felt someone holding him in the bed which he fought desperately. "Jim! Buddy! Calm down, it's me Deke!" Deke says desperately. Jim stops moving when he recognizes the voice and says "Deke? What's going on? Where am I?" Showing a bit concern for his injured friend, Deke looks at Jim and responds with "Dude, your in the hospital. You had to stay over night because of your injuries from that battle you and Sanchez were in. When I walked in you were talking in your sleep and moving about. It looked to me like you were having a nightmare bro, anything you want to talk about?" Jim looks at Deke and considers telling him about his nightmare, but decides it would be best not to. "Nah man, I'm good. Thanks though."
Deke looks at Jim and realizes that he was hurting but decided that if he wanted to tell him, he would. "Alright man, if you ever want to talk, I'm here," Jim nods and smiles to signify his gratitude for his friends concern. "At any rate Street, I have some good news from your doctor. He's going to release you today. He also said that your injuries are not career ending. Unfortunately there is some bad news." Deke stops knowing that Street would not like what he was going to hear.
"What's the bad news Deke?" Jim asks. "Your going to be out for about three weeks. The bullet that hit your leg did more damage then they originally thought, so you wont be able to lift heavy objects. I don't know all the medical jargon, but I do know that your on medical leave for a bit. Hondo agreed to it." Jim's boyish eyes suddenly turned into an enraged animal as he sits up in his bed and yells "Bullshit! I won't not sit on my ass all day long while you guys have all the fucking fun!" The outburst scares Deke at first, but he gets his bearings and tries to calm his friend. At that exact moment the door to Jim's room opens and Hondo walks in with a look of Calm your ass down or I'll kick your ass. "Oh yes you will Street!" Hondo says flatly causing Jim to stop trying to get up from his bed. "Come on Hondo I……" but Hondo did not let him finish.
"You will go on this three weeks medical leave and recover. I want you to stay out of training, out of the locker room, and out of S.W.A.T. until your time is up so that way we can have our Navy Seal back in excellent health. I know it will be hard, but use it like a vacation. Catch up on some much needed rest or take up knitting. Just don't do any unnecessary work." Jim looks at Hondo knowing that he was right, though he wouldn't verbally agree. "What am I supposed to do for three weeks Hondo. I can't leave Sanchez by herself, she's my partner. We know each others every move, every reaction. I can't let her go off by herself or work with a partner unfamiliar with her," Jim says worryingly.
Sighing, Hondo answers, "Look, I know it's going to be hard. You have the S.W.A.T. bug which is a bitch once you've been bitten. You can't stay still, you have the urge to get right back in, but in this case you can't." Hondo looks at Jim in the face for the next part of his speech. "I need you healthy Street. As for Sanchez, she's a big girl and I know she can take care of herself. Don't worry, I wont replace your spot as her partner with someone else. You're a great team, it just wouldn't be right." Hondo stops again to look at Jim, making sure he understood. "So, I want you to go home and rest. Remember its going to be three weeks. You know the saying time heals all wounds, this is what they meant. As for me I need to go to a meeting with Fuller, he's called in all the team leaders for some emergency meeting. Get better and I'll see you later Street."
With that Hondo slaps Jim on the shoulder. He gets up and looks at Deke, silently telling him that he is driving, then walking out the door. Deke turns to Jim once more and says, "Get better man, we need you. You make us who we are." Then he follows Hondo out the door. Jim just sits quietly and watches the door close, then mutters "Shit."
Jim sits in his room quietly, thinking about what he should do to survive his up coming torture. He hated being inactive, always has since the Seals. It was the reason why he was rarely injured, he couldn't stand to be forced to do nothing. The reason was that it usually meant he would be left alone and we he is alone, he is left to his thoughts. Which he didn't want to do, they were always painful memories. They say time heals all wounds, but it isn't true because some wounds will never heal.
Outside the L.A.P.D. headquarters parking lot a black Escalade can be seen coming through the gates. It drives along the lot until finding an available space. Once parked, the two occupants get out and remove their sunglasses. "It rides smooth Deke, I'll give you that. I don't think I'll ever own one though, not enough speed," Hondo says with his badass swagger. "I didn't have a choice in the matter, wife made me get it. You know, with the kids and all. Got to take them to point C everyday," Deke responds only to hear Hondo make a whip cracking noise, signifying that Deke is pussy whipped. "Hey Hondo, I'm married man, of course I'm whipped." Both men begin to walk towards the elevators.
Once inside the main building, Hondo tells Deke to wait for him outside Fullers office until the meeting is done and then enters the office. "Welcome Sergeant Hondo, glad you could join us. How's Officer Street doing?" Fuller greets and asks Hondo at the same time. "Well he certainly is a fighter, but what can you expect from my squad. He'll be back on the team in three weeks, if not sooner." Hondo says. "I'm glad to hear it. He's a good officer. So, you are all probably wondering why I called this meeting today." All the team leaders nod.
Fuller turns to his desk and grabs a stack of News papers and tosses them on the table where all the men sat. On each Newspaper there are Headlines that say "Officer Slain on Duty", "Men of the Badge Gunned Down", "Officers Underfire", "S.W.A.T. takes injuries". Each man looks over the newspapers slowly. After Fuller feels that everyone has had enough time he begins his speech.
"The reason I have called you all here today is that in the past year there have been twenty five cops killed in the line of duty and over one hundred different reports of officers shot and injured on duty. We have seen a 200 increase in violent crimes against police officers, a 150 increase in violent crimes involving automatic firearms. Some how, there has been a flood of illegal weapons into this city and the creatons of this city are loving it. We have to figure out some way to stop it. The gang members do not fear us, there out to kill us. Armed robbers are becoming marines and our force is taking hits, with the recent injuries on Sergeant Hondo's team. We need a plan here folks."
The room was quiet while the men took in all this information. It was a lot to take, hearing that brothers of the badge were being shot and killed. Suddenly Hondo spoke up, "Ok, it sounds like this time crime is bringing the heat, so we need to find away to cool them down. Why don't we try to find out who is supplying these little shits with their toys?"
Fuller sat down in his chair and looked at Hondo. "We're already working on that Sergeant. We have men at this very moment, working undercover, trying to find the black market. What we need to do until we find out who is behind the weapons is try to regain control of the streets. We need to bring fear back into the criminals, make them afraid to walk to in this town." All the men looked around thinking. "How about we just start beating the shit of every criminal with a high power assault riffle," a heavy set officer jokingly states, causing the men to laugh.
"What about training street cops in weapons and tactics," a balding officer asks to which everyone looks at Fuller. Captain Fuller thinks about this idea for a second. "That's a very good idea Sergeant O'Donnel, but it will take to long to have every officer trained." The group of men began to mumble ideas amongst themselves until Hondo spoke up with a winning idea. "How about we have S.W.A.T. teams patrol the streets with patrol officers until all the officers are fully trained in weapons. Just not enough training to be S.W.A.T. We can have each team take a couple of their S.W.A.T. each week and have them run regular patrol."
After hearing this idea, everyone became silent and looked at Captain Fuller. Fuller leaned back in his chair and began to contemplate the idea. "Hmmmmm, I like it Sergeant Hondo. It's a very good idea. Of course I have to run it by the Chief of Police, who will have to run it by the bureaucracy, but I have a feeling this is a winning idea. Let's work out the details guys." All the men gathered together and drew up plans for Hondo's idea for the rest of the meeting.
Throughout the entire day, Jim was visited by the entire team. About one hour after Deke and Hondo left, Sanderson and Castaldi came in to visit with Jim. They talked sports, movies, guns, and moves. They also exchanged war wound stories, though Jim kept his Navy Seal stories to himself. Then, after Castaldi got shot down by Jim's nurse, the boys left Jim to get some rest. As Jim was about to fall asleep, he was awakened by the greatest visitor of the day, his lovely Chris and her adorable daughter Eliza. Eliza came bursting through the door and jumped on Jim's chest the entire time yelling "Jimmy! Jimmy! I'm glad your ok!"
Her sudden appearance really brightened up Jim's day. Jim was no longer frightened by Eliza and was actually very attached to the little ball of energy. "Hey there Eli, where's your mama?" Jim asks Eliza, but before she could answer Chris interrupted them. "She's standing in the door way, taking in the view of Jim Street with a child in his arms. How are you doing?" Jim's eye's lit up at the sight of her. She was still beautiful even with all the bandages.
"I like that head bandage of yours, it's very sexy," Chris says with a smile. "Thanks, I'm thinking of getting it in a full body one day," replies Jim with his smile, which causes Chris to laugh. "Alright, so now that the greetings are out of the way, what's the scoop from your doctor? When are you out of here partner? When can we go back to kicking butt together?" Chris asks. "Well there's good news and bad news. The good news is that I'm out of here today." Upon hearing this Chris's smile grew wide. "The bad news is that Hondo says I'm off S.W.A.T. for three weeks, so he's…….." but before Jim could finish, Chris interrupted him.
"WHAT! He can't remove you from S.W.A.T. I don't want a new partner Jim, you're my partner. I'm going straight to Hondo and…." This time it was Jim's turn to interrupt. "Whoa Whoa, Chris I'm not getting kicked off S.W.A.T., just a three week medical leave. Hondo wants me to be at a hundred percent before I come back. As for the our partnership, you have nothing to fear. Hondo promised me that we would remain partners." After hearing Jim's answer, Chris calmed down and smiled. She then took a seat next to Jim and Eliza.
Suddenly Chris's cell phone rang. "Sorry Jim, hold on one sec," replies Chris. She gets up and answers. "Hello mama," she begins to trail off as she exits the room. Eliza turns from watching her mommy back to Jim. "Hi Jim, how are you feeling?" Eliza asks. He smiles at her attempt at small talk. "I'm feeling good, but I hate hospitals." Eliza smiles at him shyly. He looks at her. "Don't worry Ill be able to play cops and robbers again soon." A large smile crosses her face. The room door opens and Chris walks back in putting her phone back in her purse. She sits down and sighs heavily. "I can't believe my mom just decided to take off for two weeks on a cruise with her bingo group! I have no one to watch Eliza! Gah!" Chris yells.
"I'll watch her Chris," Jim replies. Chris looks up at Jim and begins to think. "That would be great, but you can't drive for three weeks, unless……," Jim looks at her confused. "Unless what?" She shifts in her seat looking uncomfortable. "Nevermind," replies. He looks at, trying to read her mind. Suddenly it hits him. "Well I could just move in with you two for two weeks. You know and watch Eliza on her summer break." Chris looks shacked that he read her mind and then smiles. "That would be nice Jim." He smiles back at her.