Disclaimer: I don't own these characters or anything affiliated with them. If I did, I would be lounging on a topical island somewhere not freezing half to death in rainy 40 degree weather. Tessa, however, is mine.

Author's notes: Please feel free to read and review. I will try my best to refrain from begging. I really wanted to wanted to play a bit with Sully and Ty, but look for others as well.

55th Precinct

Ty gazed steadily up at Sully, waiting patiently for his partner to speak. He had been paired up with the big man long enough to sense when something was bothering Sullivan. Sighing, Ty slowly lowered his foot and sat down on the bench. "Ok. I'm sitting, so out with it already, Sully." He cracked with a tentative smile.

Sully let out a soft, nervous chuckle. "Well, ya remember those talks we had about your dad and his other family?" He probed. Ty nodded up at him, taking a deep breath. "I...ugh...well..."

"Come on, Sully!" Ty urged, annoyance lacing his voice. "What about my dad?"

"There might have been more than one other one. Some woman out front claiming she might be your sister."

Ty frowned and stared at the floor for a long minute. It always hurt. The idea of his dad having another family on the side. It was a raw kind of pain. The kind he wasn't sure he would ever fully get over. Time didn't seem to numb it any. It should have just been them. His dad, his mom and him. It wasn't though, and nothing would change that. Just like nothing would bring his father back or fix the fact that he had been dirty. Standing back up, Ty grabbed his gun out of his locker and slammed it before looking pointedly at Sully. "Either she is or she isn't, Sully. You met my sisters."

Sully nodded and sighed. "Well, that's the thing Ty. I never saw this woman before, except..." He trailed off, wondering how many times he could insert his foot into his mouth. Would he ever tire of tasting his own shoes?

"Except?" Ty asked forcefully, raising an eyebrow. He couldn't even look at Sully. Instead, he averted his gaze by checking the safety on his gun and placing it in his holster. Ty wasn't even sure why he couldn't look the man in the face. Sully was a lot like a second father to him, a much older big brother. Sully was his partner and had seen Ty at his worst. Besides, his father's indiscretions had no bearing on him as a son...did they? He tried telling himself there was no reason for the shame he felt every time the subject was brought up.

"I saw pictures of a kid that looked a lot like her. Your dad showed them to me once. He was worked up because some woman sent a letter to the station claiming to be the mother of his child and wanted to know what he was gonna do about it." Sully admitted, shuffling his feet uncomfortably. "It was a long time ago, Ty. Your dad never said another word about it, so I don't even know if it was true or not."

"You said she's out front?" Ty asked, jutting his thumb in the general direction.

"Yeah, but Ty..." Sully interjected. It was no use. The strong willed young man was already charging out of the locker room. Folding his arms, Sully leaned them against the lockers and rested his head against them for a long minute. "Crap." He muttered dejectedly.

Tessa stood uneasily, politely turning down offers for assistance as she waited for Officer Sullivan to come back out and tell her to get lost. It was the response she expected to get. The one she braced herself for, showing up at the 55th precinct like this with what probably sounded like crazed allegations. She doubted she would forget the skepticism that lined the large man's face. Ruggedly handsome seemed an appropriate enough term for the man who greeted her. Vaguely, she wondered if those deep brown eyes of his ever filled with any warmth. He seemed like a man who had known much sadness in his lifetime. It was nothing he said or did, more in the way he carried himself, like he expected the world to lash out and injure him at any given moment.

As footsteps neared, Tessa raised her head, bracing herself for the worst. Her eyes widened momentarily as she became face to face with a man who bore an eerie resemblance to her own father. She had only seen him a few times, but memorized every detail of his face in the numerous pictures her mother had. Her eyes flew to his name tag, not surprised to see the name Davis etched into the small brass plate. He had the same strong jaw line, piercing dark eyes, and beautiful pale mocha skin. All resolve seemed to flee, seeing this man and wondering what affect all of this would have on him.

"I'm Officer Tyrone Davis." Ty stated, looking over the wide eyed woman standing near the Lieutenant's desk. Her skin was paler than his, and her eyes were a greyish blue. It didn't look promising, until he studied her facial features a bit more. The longer he scrutinized her, the more he could see his own cheekbones, nose, and mouth. They were the very same features he had inherited from his father. Even her eyebrows had the same wicked arch to them as his own.

"Thanks for taking the time to talk to me." Tessa offered, sticking out a polite hand in greeting. "My name is Tessa Davis. I really don't know how to even say this, but..."

Ty shook her hand quickly before sticking his own up, halting her in mid sentence. "I know what you are going to say." He cut in. Glancing at the clock, he licked his lips nervously and shook his head in disbelief. She looked more like him than his other half sisters did. It was a lot more like looking in the mirror. "Look, I don't mean to be rude or nothin' but I have to get to work. Can you meet me after my shift somewhere?"

Tessa nodded, stunned into speechlessness by the offer. She expected him to be rude, angry, bitter, not soft spoken and helpful. "Sure." She replied, barely above a whisper. "That'd be great."

"Ok...so I'll meet you around twelve out front here?" Ty suggested. She agreed and left, leaving him standing there gulping in rapid shallow breaths. Whoever said a domestic disturbance was the worst way to start a shift had obviously never had a bombshell like this dropped into their lap.