Green fire rose into the night. The quay had been set ablaze. I heard screaming. I spotted Winter pinned by a car. "Winter!" I shouted as I rushed towards him.

Winter looked up. "Malcolm! Look out!"

I turned around. A pair of green lights shined in the dark. I suddenly felt something metal collide into me.

I bolted upright in bed. I panted, looking around. Winter stirred in my arms. "Babe, you okay?"

I didn't answer him. I could still make out the fire from my dream. My heart rate went through the roof. I didn't notice that Winter had touched my cheek. He made me face him. "It's alright. I'm right here. Just focus on my voice."

I stared into his eyes. "Your safe." he comforted. He pressed his forehead to mine. "I'm right here."

I sighed softly. Winter's touch grounded me back in reality again. He kissed my cheek. "There we go."

I laid down on my side. Winter held me from behind. I fell into a dreamless sleep.

I woke up the next morning to Winter being gone from my side. I could smell breakfast being cooked. I headed downstairs after him. Winter hummed quietly to himself. I snuck up behind him. I wrapped my arms around his waist. Winter jumped. He went to turn around only to lower his spatula. "Damn it. Don't do that!"

I chuckled. "Sorry. I just couldn't help it." I planted a kiss on his cheek.

Winter pretended to be mad at me. He folded his arms over each other. He looked away. I smirked. "Your fake being angry with me isn't going to work."

Winter sighed. "It's so hard to be mad at you because you know how to weasel your way out of it."

I grinned. I kissed him gently. "I'll leave you alone to cook."

I headed off into the living room. I watched him cook. He was making an omelette with the leftover chicken from last night. I smiled. "Making a Caribbean chicken omelette?"

"Yeah. Trying to at least."

"It smells heavenly. That chili sauce must of really settled in."

I took my phone out of my pocket. I opened up the news app.

In local news, PontyPandy is set to open it's new Police Station today. The police force will also be welcoming a new Sergent into it's ranks. The event is being held at noon today.

I smiled. "Looks like everyone in PontyPandy is hyped for our new station to open."

"Sounds like it. Oh! You should check the other article that went up today! Some smuck tried to scam a couple of Dragons."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Take a look. Should be under the World News tab."

I tapped on the article that Winter was talking about.

Pol-Tec tried to scam some Dragons out of a quarter million dollars this week after a failed presentation. Pol-Tec is responsible for the invention of a Mouse Deterrent. The product hasn't done well enough online, only having a one-star review. The Dragons rejected Pol-Tec's offer after finding out that the company mostly ran on scams.

The fate of Pol-Tec is currently unknown but it doesn't look like they'll be getting business any time soon.

I rolled my eyes. "Let's hope they don't try that stunt again."

"Dunno. Once a scammer, always a scammer." Winter finished cooking. "I can tell you what's not a scam though, A Williams approved breakfast."

Winter walked over with two plates of food. He set them down on the table. "Enjoy."

I put my phone back into my pocket. I took a bite of the egg. I cringed. Winter looked up. I smiled weakly. He tilted his head to the side. He was studying my facial expression. I choked down the bite I had on my fork. It tasted super bitter. "Its...great...love." I choked out.

Winter's face fell. "In other words, this was a bust."

'No. No. Maybe I just had a hard piece." I tried again. The second bite was much worse. "Yep, this omelette is screwed."

Winter looked really upset. "Sorry babe. Perhaps I should of tried a different filling?"

"Perhaps." I placed a hand on his shoulder. "You did try your best."

I ate only about half of that omelette. I had a feeling that it would probably come back to bite me in the ass later. I changed into my work outfit. Winter put on his cap. The two of us headed down to the station.

The townsfolk were already gathering outside of the police station. Winter got to work on keeping everybody a safe distance away. I walked over to the front door. Sam was standing there. "I can't wait to see inside of the new police station." He said.

"Neither can I, Sam. Just have to wait for the new Sergent to arrive." I folded both hands in front of me.

Station Officer Steele grabbed the pair of scissors that were resting by the door. "Well if she's not here, then I could always cut the ribbon for her. Done quite a few openings in my days."

Sam and I glanced up in enough time to see Sergent Ravani walking from behind. She grinned. She gently took the scissors from Station Officer Steele. "I'm sure you have, Station Officer Steele." she mused.

Steele jumped. "However, since this is my new police station. I would like to be the one to start things off."

Steele looked down. "Of course. As you were."

Rose and I both looked at each other. Rose dipped her head towards me. I stepped forward. " Ladies and Gentlemen! I want you to say "hello" to my new boss, Sergent Ravani!"

Rose waved to the crowd. " Hello Everyone!"

" Hello!"

" Welcome to PontyPandy!" shouted Charlie.

" Thank you and thank you to PC Malcolm as well." Rose readied the ribbon. " I now declare the new PontyPandy Police Station open."

Rose gave the ribbon a good snip. The crowd cheered. She smiled. " Now if you guys will all come inside, we have tea and Battanberg cake for everyone."

I watched as the crowd got excited over the mentioning of Battanburg. I held the door open as the herd came rushing in.

Winter rubbed behind his head sheepishly. " I guess people really like their cake, huh?"

I nodded. " Yep. Come on. Lets make sure our poor Sergent doesn't get plowed down in the process."

We entered the building. Rose was doing a very good job in keeping the crowd under control. She looked up at us. " Ah. Gentlemen. Shall we do a tour of the building?"

Winter nodded. "Yes please!"

Rose motioned for us to follow her. We followed in behind her. She took us into the interrogation room. It was rather huge. It was kind of like one of those scenes out of Criminal Minds. Winter jokingly sat down in one of the chairs. I joined him on the other side. I folded my hands on the table. "I don't know why you keep trying to hide it. We know you did it."

Winter grinned. "You can't prove anything."

I gestured at the white frosting on his vest. "So it wasn't you that ate the Battanberg cake?"

Winter paled. "Listen, I just couldn't help myself. It was yummy."

Rose cleared her throat. "If you are done, gentlemen."

We both looked at each other. We followed her out of the room. We took a gander at the small jailblock we had. Winter peered through the window. "They are certainly bigger than some of the holding cells in London."

"I think Headquarters just wants our prisoners to have a taste of small town hospitality." I mused.

The last room we checked out was the investigation room. It had another one of those computer screens in it. Winter waved his hand. A small browser window appeared. "Wow. Cool."

I placed a hand on his shoulder. We left him to mess around the computer. We stepped out into the control room. "So what do you think, Sergent?"

"I think our new station will do nicely, Constable." She looked over and noticed that we had one of those Map Screens set up. "And we even have the latest version of the Map Screen 7000."

Station Officer Steele looked up. "I'm no stranger to the new technology. We have a similar one at the fire station."

I turned to Rose and mouthed "Oh dear."

She giggled quietly. She just kept watching him. Steele pressed a few buttons on the screen. He accidentally triggered our lockdown system. Emergency! Lockdown in Progress! came an electronic voice over the PDA system. Metal doors started blocking off the various exits inside.

Rose rolled her eyes. She went over to the screen. She pressed something on the screen which disabled the lockdown system. Lockdown Cancelled. All Clear. She turned to Station Officer Steele.

Steele cleared his throat. "I think this new tech has a few kinks that it needs to work out."

"Perhaps it does, Station Officer Steele. At least we know that the lockdown system works. Another cup of tea, perhaps?" she suggested.

"Oh! Don't mind if I do! Yes. Very kind." The two of them headed towards the table that had been set up with the cake and tea.

I shook my head in amusement. Sam walked up to me. "So you have a new station and a new Sergent. Looks like your settling in quite fine."

"I am, Sam. I love it here...except."

He held his cup of tea up only to stop. "Except?" he prompted.

"The one thing I missed about living in Newtown was solving really big mysteries. PontyPandy doesn't have that."

"I'm sure you'll be able to crack a really large case here one day, Malcolm."

"I hope so, Sam."

I immediately started to feel sick. I put my hand up to my chest. Sam looked at me in pure concern. "You alright?"

"I think Winter's omelette is fighting back." I groaned. "I'll be back."

I ended up vomiting in the washroom. I groaned softly. That was the first time I got food poisoning from Winter's cooking. A part of me really didn't want to tell him that I was sick. I cleaned myself up before returning to the floor. Winter walked out of the investigation room. Sam whispered something quietly to him. I saw the world crash around Winter. He ran up to me. "What's this about you being sick?"

"I'm fine. I think I just had too much cake." I lied.

He looked at me worriedly. "Should I let the Sergent know?"

"I'll be fine. Nothing a little air won't solve. Besides, I have the night shift tonight." I comforted as I ruffled the top of his head.

"If your sure."

The townsfolk had cleared out by the afternoon hours. I ended up worse to wear. Rose walked up to the table I was sitting at. "Constable, Officer Price has informed me that you ended up with food poisoning. I am hereby sending you home."

"What about night shift?" I asked. Winter...

"He's offered to trade places with you. I do not want an officer sick on duty."

I sighed despondently. "Yes Sergent."

I ended up heading home. I wasn't going to lie. I was kind of relieved that I was heading home. My stomach rolled again. I got barely a foot in the door when I vomited into the trash can. I gripped the counter for support. I think I should handle the cooking until Winter gets a little stronger at it. I thought.

I sat down in my recliner. I sighed as I fell asleep.

"Malcolm! Look out!" shouted Winter.

I was having the same dream again. This time I dodged the metal fist that was aimed for my stomach. The metallic figure eyed me firmly. It's eyes then locked onto Winter. I saw it edge towards him.

"No!" I got between them. The figure slapped me aside. I hit the ground rather hard. I weakly sat up. I watched as it brought it's metal foot down on Winter. A sharp yelp wailed through the night air.

"No!"

My body bolted upright on the recliner. I panted softly. I placed my face in my hand. What a horrible dream. I thought. I think that chicken is starting to get to me.

I checked my phone to notice two different texts. One was from my therapist's office.

Hey Malcolm,

It's Twila with Northridge. I'm just sending this text as a reminder that you have a 10 am appointment with me tomorrow. I look forward to seeing you!

The other text was from Winter.

Hey Big Cat,

Just wanted to check up on you. I'm really sorry that you aren't feeling well. I hope you get better soon.

-Winter

I shot Winter a small text back.

I'm doing fine. The wave of nausea I had earlier seems to have passed. I did get a text from Twila. I totally forgot I had a therapist appointment tomorrow. Other then that, I'm fine. How's night shift?

- Malcolm

Winter sent me back a reply.

Slow as fuck.

- Winter

What else is new? I still wished we had a big case to solve.

- Malcolm

Who knows? With the Sergent in town, we may just get one. I should get back to work. I'll see you in the morning.

- Winter

I put my phone back on the table. I leaned my head backwards. Tiredness steadily took hold of me.