Six months later…
"Hey look, Bosco is on diaper duty." Ty shouted as Bosco entered the precinct with Ava wrapped around him. "There's something you thought you'd never see."
"Never say never my friend." Bosco spoke with a smile as Ava sucked on her thumb. "Have you seen Becca?"
"Yeah, she's up in Anti-Crime. Let me get her." Ty said as he began to walk up the stairs.
"Cruz isn't going to be happy about that." Sully said as he stood next to Maurice. "I think her ego will bust."
"Yeah, well she's not my problem any more. Becca can handle it. It's about time someone gives Cruz a dose of her own medicine." Bosco said with a smile. "There you are, that was fast."
"I just finished up some paper work when Ty sprinted through the doors." Becca said with a smile as she gave her husband a kiss. "What brings you by?"
"Can I see my sexy wife at work, on her first day in a new precinct?" He said with a smile. "Ava has a fever so I'm taking her in to her pediatrician."
Becca picked up Ava and felt her forehead. "Aww, my poor baby girl. You'll be okay."
"Yeah, she'll be fine." Bosco said with a smile. Ava was starting to look like her father every day; from the blue eyes to the same dimple on the side of her mouth when she smiled. "Have you run Cruz yet?"
"No, she's not in yet. I can't wait to see her face." Rebecca said with a smile.
"I'd love to stick around," Sully began to say "but Ty and I have a date with the community. Fill me in later."
"I will." Becca said with a grin. "I've got to get back to work, but I'll see you later." She leaned in to give Maurice another kiss and handed over their daughter.
"Absolutely." Bosco replied with a grin of his own. "I'm going over to my mother's for dinner after the doctors. I'll tell her you say hello. Love you."
"Love you too." Becca said still smiling from ear to ear. She watched as they left the precinct and went back to her work in the Anti-Crime office.
Not even five minutes later, Rebecca heard a very familiar voice. To her, it was like nails down a chalk board. "What the hell are you doing here and why are you sitting in my chair?"
"Oh, I'm sorry Cruz. I didn't see your name written on it, so I sat on it." Rebecca spat. "And to answer the first part of your question, I work here now. So live with it."
"You?" Cruz scoffed. "Working here, in, Anti-Crime? With me?"
"Well I'm glad you understand English because that's what I just said." Rebecca smiled.
"And who gave you that clearance, because there is no way in hell I'm working with you?" Cruz shouted.
"Face it Maritza, we're destined to work together again. What happened at the two five stays at the two five, but if you want to bring it here, then bring it, because you know it's a fight I will definitely win." Becca seethed. She wasn't going to let Maritza Cruz get under her skin.
"I left the two five because of you." Cruz shouted yet again.
"Bull shit and you know it. You left because you couldn't take the heat of not being liked. No one liked your dirty politics and you were bounced like a bad check." Rebecca seethed.
"Now, that's no way to talk to your training officer. I taught you respect." Cruz said with a smile which slowly faded.
"Wow. Respect? I sure in hell didn't learn it from you." Rebecca shouted. "I learned respect from my parents."
"Oh yeah that's right. That's how you got the job, your daddy. Senator Robinson. 'Daddy, I want to be a big bad police officer so get me the job!'" Cruz mocked.
Rebecca shot up from her chair. "I got this job because I'm one damn good cop, one better than you'll ever aim to be." She paused. "You can continue to through that daddy card around, but don't forget Cruz, I know your darkest secrets, especially how you got ahead to be the head of anti-crime, so I'd watch it if I were you."
"Like anyone is going to believe that lie." Cruz shouted. "This isn't over."
"Ooh, I'm shaking in my boots Maritza. Face it; we have to work together again, so change the attitude. If not, I'll bounce you back to the two five." She watched as Cruz grabbed her jacket, a file from her desk and sprinted down the stairs and out the door.
"What was that about?" Faith asked as she stopped in the doorway. "Not a big fan of Maritza Cruz either?"
"Bad memories. Let's just leave it at that." Rebecca said.
