April 23rd, 2004

There was blood every where. It was beginning to clot. Sasha and Ty were just too late. Four little bodies sat on the living room couch. Their brains were splattered on the wall behind them. Their mother lay on the floor bludgeoned to death. Sasha felt sick to her stomach. She could feel the tears prickling the back of her eyes.

The woman had called twenty minutes ago screaming for someone to help her children. Her husband was going ballistic. He beat all four children unconscious and while the dispatcher was on the phone, shot each child. The wife was hysterical and tried to stop him. He beat her with the floor lamp.

"This..." Sasha croaked out. She stared at the children. The all had to be under five. "Oh god." She ran out of the house. She bile rose up in her throat.

"Sasha..." Ty backed out of the house and saw her throwing up at the curb. "Are you okay?"

"How could...How could someone do that??" She asked. Ty watched a fear tears stream down her face.

"He was messed up." Ty said.

"Messed up??" Sasha cried, "Those children....This isn't why I became a fucking cop!!!"

"I know." Ty whispered. She leaned against the cruiser. He watched her cry into her hands. He sighed softly. "55-Charlie to central, we're signing off. We need a mental break after this call."

"All right, 55-Charlie, be at the house tomorrow." Ty walked over to Sasha.

"Come on. I'm taking you home." He said. Sasha wiped her eyes.

"Not before we buy some liquor...and lot's of it." She said. Ty smirked slightly. He nodded. Frankly, he needed to drown the visions of that scene away.

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Sasha and Ty walked back into her apartment with two armloads of liquor. It was a good thing Monique and Deon were gone. She didn't like showing them how drunk she could get.

"Go change and I'll mix some drinks." Ty said. Sasha smiled.

"Thanks." She walked into the bedroom. She stared at her gun. Sasha wouldn't let Ty steal it. She put it in her lock box and beneath her dresser. She put the key on the windowpane behind her curtain. She sighed softly thinking about the scene as she got undress.

She had learned the children's names on the way back. LawShaun was four. Deontay was three. Ayja and Chanterella were one. Their mother, CiCi, was only twenty-five. All five had their entire lives ahead of them. This was why she was going to get completely trashed.

Sasha got out of her uniform and threw it in the closet. She never wanted to see it again. She pulled on her sweats and pink baby tee. She wasn't trying to impress anyone.

"Drinks done?" She said walking back out. Ty stared at her. She was beautiful no matter how she dressed down.

"Yeah. Here's a gin and tonic." He said.

"Good." Sasha sat down on the couch and drank it in one sip. Ty chuckled.

"Another?" He asked.

"Yeah." She said closing her eyes, "Make it harder and keep them coming." Ty nodded. With in fifteen minutes, both Sasha and Ty had a huge buzz going on. The gin and tonics turned into screwdrivers. "Why did you become a cop?"

"My dad. He was a cop and he got killed on the job." He said.

"Yeah. I heard about that." She said.

"I guess it was in my blood, but I really wanted to be a lawyer. I'm close to being one I guess." Ty said, "I need to take the LSats. I'm doing that next month."

"Wow." Sasha smiled, "Going from a pig to a rat." Ty laughed.

"Never thought about it like that." He said, "How about you?"

"For my nephew. I wanted to clean up the streets for him." Sasha said nursing her drink.

"I admire that." Ty said. Sasha rolled her eyes. She leaned over and poured another drink. "This wasn't my worse case."

"This was mine." She said. "What was yours?"

"A few yours ago, some teens were drinking and driving after prom. They crashed and were burned alive." Ty said, "We watched them burn to death and we couldn't do anything."

"Oh." Sasha said. "Why do things like this have to happen?"

"We'd be out of a job if they didn't." Ty said.

"Good!" Sasha cried, "I would want to be out of a job if all the evil would be gone! I wouldn't mind it. I just...Man!"

"It's okay. It's really okay with drinks." Ty said. Sasha chuckled softly as she wiped her eyes.

"You're drunk." She said.

"You are too." Ty said. Sasha shrugged.

"I have a major buzz going on." She ran her hand over her hair. "I'm a sappy drunk I guess."

"I am a very happy drunk." Ty said stumbling up to his feet. "I'm going to put on some music." Sasha nodded.

"There's an Al Green CD in the player." She said.

"Perfect." Ty said fumbling with the CD player. He groaned. Sasha chuckled as she got up.

"All you have to do is push play." She said pressing the button. Ty looked at her.

"You still owe me a dance you know." He said. Sasha looked up at him. She nodded slowly.

"Okay, yeah." She said. The soft music came through the speakers and through their legs. Ty slid his arms around her waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Thank you for finally dancing with me." He said.
"Thank you for asking me." Sasha said. The two bodies slowly swayed to the music not really in beat. Sasha lay her head on Ty's shoulder. His hand caressed her back.

"You're a good match." Ty said.

"Huh?" Sasha asked.

"In drinking. You drink good." He mumbled. Sasha chuckled as she closed her eyes. She felt safe in his arms, "Police are good." She giggled.

"Police are mighty good." Sasha said looking up at him, "And very good looking." Ty nodded.

"And hot." He said.

"Very...Very hot." Sasha said. Ty's glazed eyes looked at her.

"Ah huh." he mumbled leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. Sasha threw her arms around his neck and pulled him into a deeper kiss. Maybe it was the liquor or the scene from earlier, but Sasha needed Ty. Her tongue slid into his mouth and slowly danced with his. She pressed her body tight against his. Ty's body quickly responded and she could feel his excitement press into her stomach.

"Ty..." She croaked out. her heart pounded in her chest.

"Do you want me to stop?" Ty asked as he began to kiss her neck. She groaned loudly.

"No." She said. Instinctively, Sasha began to unbuckle Ty's pants. Last time she had sex, someone was almost murdered. This time it wouldn't. Ty held onto her body as She walked back towards her bedroom. His heart pounded as she showed him to the bedroom. Ever since he saw her for the first time, he wanted her. he wanted her badly. it was hard to believe that he was falling onto her bed. He looked up at her. She was removing her shirt and lord, she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Whoa." He mumbled. He liked it when women took control.

"Do you like what you see?" Sasha asked as she straddled him.

"Yes." Ty croaked out.

"Good." Sasha leaned down and began to kiss Ty. His hands cupped her breasts causing her to shiver. Soon, all their clothes were removed and their bodies slid together to form one body. Their bodies quivered as they had sex. Two people, both drunk as a skunk, needed this. They needed to be together.