A/N: This story is dedicated to AnErrorHasOccuredLoadingLife
The Court Case
Barry Baricza laid in bed, not wanting to get up. The alarm on his fitness watch started to go off. A soft vibration against his arm. Nothing more. "Hmm?" He mumbled into his hand. He'd been hard at work the night before, preparing for a court case. He and Ponch were supposed to be there at seven that morning, but it took took a couple hours to go from L.A. to Bakersfield. Ponch liked to be early, and considering the traffic they figured it might take a little bit longer than they originally planned. Nothing ever seemed to go the way it should.
The vibrating continued, Bear cursed under his breath. He sat up, yawning. "It can't be that time already," he said, glancing at the clock he saw it was almost 4. "No...no!" he jumped up and rushed around, getting himself ready for work. He needed to be out the door by three-thirty to pick Ponch up. After the case was over they could go home. They didn't have to work today, so Bear agreed they could just go in together, keep each other awake.
He rushed out the door, running to the car and getting in. He would have called ahead to say what happened, but he didn't have the time to talk, he needed to focus on his driving. Trying to keep from going above the speed limit, Bear rushed to Ponch's apartment. To his surprise, Ponch wasn't even waiting for him yet. "Ponch…" he whined even before going into the apartment. He didn't even see a light on, and he could see Ponch's room from the parking lot. He headed up, and let himself in.
The room was dark, and surprisingly clean. He didn't bother to look around much, he headed straight down the small hallway to the bedroom, where Ponch was laying in bed. He was in uniform, and clearly had been up recently unless he slept in uniform. His feet hung off the bed, and Bear heard soft snores coming from his friend.
He sighed. "Man, I wish we could be sleeping," he said heading over to the bed. He hadn't even laid a hand on Ponch before Ponch woke up. Ponch rolled over quickly and fell right off the bed. "Hey! Who's here!?" he asked, starting to panic, his back still turned.
Bear bit his lip. "Um, Ponch-"
Ponch turned around. "Barry!? What are you-" he started then looked at the clock, he hopped up. "We should have been on the road a half hour ago!"
"I know, I know! I over-slept!" Bear said as they rushed out the door.
"It's fine, I hope traffic isn't bad."
"It's 4 in the morning, Ponch! No one should be up at this hour!"
Ponch laughed, he couldn't disagree with that.
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They'd been on the road for a little over an hour now. Ponch sat in the passenger seat, and kept falling asleep. Bear had to keep talking, hoping it would keep him awake. Occasionally he looked over and told Ponch to wake up. "You said you'd keep me company, remember? That's why we rode together," Bear said as he watched Ponch trying to wake up again.
He yawned. "Sorry, Bear. That was before I didn't get sleep last night."
Bear sighed. "Well, you can sleep on the way home. What should we talk about?"
Ponch shrugged. "We don't have to talk," he said as his eyes closed again.
"Ponch!"
Ponch's eyes popped open. "What? Are we there?" Ponch looked around, only seeing open road for miles.
"No! You said you would-' Bear started. "Never mind... sleep," he sighed.
Ponch didn't respond.
Bear yawned.
"Don't fall asleep," Ponch mumbled.
Bear rolled his eyes. Keeping his eyes on the road instead of sleeping wasn't an easy task, as he heard soft snores coming from the passenger seat. He yawned again, his own eyes closing for a short moment. He felt the car start to swerve, his eyes opened. "Dang it..." He muttered, trying to keep his eyes on the road. He soon found himself falling asleep again.