A/N: A/U

A/N Borrowing characters from the TV show "The shield"

A/N: Lyrics in bold, Alternate version of "Girls all the bad guys want" by the band "Bowling for Soup"

"Morning sun Eight AM and he's waiting,

To finally talk to a guy a little cooler than him,

His name is Eric, he's a gamer that's a sure thing,

He's got a contour but he's not quite sure what that means

And when he walks... the wind blows,

And the angels sing,"

But he doesn't notice me...,"

They only have three choices. Most of the guys are in Khakis. He's picked grey today. They're bigger and make room for his arms. He grooming the shelter dogs. He know's Adam would be so jealous. He wanted to do it too. But Lieutenant Sofer dragged him off to do chores. He's stroking the labrdoors and searching them for fleas. When the dogs, he's helping suddenly yanks himself off the lead.

"Oatie! Shit!" He scrambles as the dog goes running up to a silm black guy in a bright orange jacket and red jeans. He quickly gets the lead. "Shit..I'm sorry. He's friendly" He says. The guy smiles and his heart beats a little faster.

"No problem he's a cute little ting"

"Who you here to see? I can check you in. Saves you from from having to wait in a long ass queue"

"You american?" The guy asked his eyes bright and beautiful.

"Of sorts. Give me a sec to lock up the dogs and we'll go" He even watched the guy handle then and stroke the dogs himself. He appeared to be a natural. They got to the desk and he handed him the visiting clipboard. He took it back and stared at the name.

"Eric. Heard that means hottie in Greek"

"Smooth"

"I'll be even smoother when I take you out" He said getting out a post -it note and jotting down his number. "Who you here to see? I know everyone"

"Adam"

"Groff?"

"Yeah. Is he being a good boy?" Eric winks.

"Isn't he always?" He asked. They both smile and his chest gets tighter. Eric's smiling is the brightest thing he's seen this drab god forsaken place.

"Maybe I can send him stuff. You do allow that right?" Eric asked.

"Yeah, course"

"Do I get your name?"

"They call me Lem" He shrugs.

"Well then Lem, would you like to walk me to Adam?" Eric asks, assertively holding out his hand...