A/N: Idea based on the tv show "The shield" Also borrowing the characters as well!

He smiles as he places the tray on the table. "Help yourself guys!" Eric beams, putting the tray of coffee and biscuits down. Lem, Vic, Rahim, Shane and Claudette all thank him and pat him on the back. Eric takes a biscuit and looks at the clock. It's Eight Forty Five AM. His boss gets here in fifteen minutes. He gets on his computer and Rahim tells him about the next case that they have on.

"We've just broken the Warner case, and they're still piling the cases on huh?"

"You know what they say...crime never sleeps" Rahim smiles tapping his table.

Eric loads up all his computer files, before getting up to get the rest of the biscuits. He hides them in his locker and makes sure one empty packet stays at the top of the bin. When his boss Adam Groff, finally makes his entrance, he nods at the steaming hot tea. And licks his lips when he sees everyone eating his favourite biscuits.

"Hiya guys, any spare?" He asked quickly rushing to the Kitchen. "I'm starved"

"Sorry Addy, everything's gone! Sorry mate!" Eric chirped smiling behind him as he got ready to follow some leads with Rahim.

"Her son is a preppy white thug. She's in freaking denial" Rahim said as they drove back from a suspects house. They were convinced that the mother's son Lloyd, had killed his classmate on purpose. But they couldn't prove it. The dead look in the boy's eyes. That text book correct answer for every question. That sadistic way he waved goodbye.

"Would you wanna admit that your kid's a psycho?" Rahim sighed. "Talking of psychos, Adam's denied our promotions"

"I fucking knew it! Who got it? Let me guess Ronnie? He's the biggest straight dick sucker I've ever..."

"Not Ronnie...Brett"

Fuck!" Eric whines. Brett was practically an intern. Fresh out of the police academy. Was too green to start working cases. Still couldn't walk the beat alone. Couldn't speak to suspects alone. Couldn't drive a car alone. But yet he was getting everything handed to him on a plate.

"He's hot" Rahim smiles.

"He's sexy, but can't write his own name. I'm stealing Adam's lunch. And his fucking dessert!" Eric huffs. Eric hides Adam's home-made lunch under his jacket. It's Shepard's pie. Obviously made by his mum. He creeps out with Rahim and shares it with him in the work car. It doesn't taste that good. The potato's lumpy and the mince could do with some seasoning, but they ate it anyway.

Everyone was packing up ready to go home, when Eric decided to tamper with Adam's dessert.

"Okay, the last meal of the day. He should be fucking off in a while. If you see him about to go in the office...distract him"

"With what?" Rahim asks.

"Your pretty face" Eric laughs with a wink.

When the officers started leaving Adam starts locking all the doors. He's got time on his side. Everyone knows that his boss has got a fridge, and a little freezer in there. He makes sure he's not being watched. If anyone asks afterwards, he was giving him paperwork. He tiptoes in Gently shutting the door and turns the lamp on. He has to get on the floor to open the freezer. He's on all fours, feeling his arse hanging out, when he pops open the silver door, and grabs Adam's prized Ben and Jerry's strawberry cheesecake Ice cream.

He begins to wriggle out, to open the fridge, when his trainers feel like they've hit a speedbump.

"Rahim?"

"Uhhhhh...not quite Tromboner" Adam squints stepping back. Eric freezes, before putting the Ice cream back in the freezer. He stands up and smiles, like going into someone's office and raiding their fridge is completely normal.

"Well...have a great evening Adam, say hi to the wife, and the little ones for me!" Eric said begining to make a move when his boss sharply turned around.

"Hang the fuck on? My food?" Adam asks.