Present day 1979

X X. X

Starsky was behind the wheel of his Torino, he glanced toward his blond friend. "That day Hutch, it took a part of me, that I may never be able to get back."

Hutch lightly touched Starsky's shoulder "I'm here Buddy right by your side. What did the Doctor say?"

Starsky stared straight ahead. "The doc. wants me to talk to a neuropsychiatrist."

Hutch eyed his brunet companion, he had a concerned look, as Starsky continued. "The Doc. is going to do some further testing. Maybe change my meds, you know Hutch, I'm scared."

Hutch nodded his head. "I know pal, but I'm right here, and I'm scared too."

Starsky kept his eyes on the road. "You are."

Hutch replied. "Starsk how long have we known each other, of course I am."

X xx

Starsky and Hutch pulled into Bay City Metro.

Hutch's mouth moved. "Look Starsk, there's something I haven't told you."

Starsky stared at Hutch. "Ok, tell me."

The blond became uneasy. " Well Starsk, Maggie had to be put in the witness protection program."

Starsky could not believe what his ears had just heard. "What!"

Starsky hit the steering wheel. "You mean Maggie had to change her name. Go live God knows where. Why?

Hutch's features became unsettled, he knew this wouldn't go very well. " Starsk, some how Maggie's name ended up on that report, you filled out." Hutch's words pierced his own heart. "It was a mistake."

Starsky glared at Hutch in disbelief. "What the hell! who's mistake?"

The blond detective pinched the bridge of his nose, and continued. "We would of caught the mistake Starsk but the report disappeared."

Starsky's voice barely a whisper now."Who Hutch, who would of caught it?"

Hutch put his hand on Starsky's shoulder. "Me or Dobey. We have your back Buddy."

Starsky pulled away. "I don't need babysitters, Hutch."

Hutch ran his hand through his blond hair. "Hell Starsky, I know for a fact, that you would of caught it."

Hutch pointed his finger at Starsky. "Your a damn good cop."

Starsky slammed his door and hurried toward the station. Hutch rubbed the back of his neck. He quickly followed behind his partner.

X. X

Starsky sat silently and stared at his desk. Hutch came in and grabbed a cup of water, then sat down next to Starsky.

Captain Dobey walked in. "Starsky, Hutchinson, in my office."

The two detectives followed their Captain into his office, and sat down. Starsky studied his Captain. "My what a serious look you have Cap' n.

The big black man tried not to make eye contact.

Captain Dobey paced the floor.

Starsky remarked, "Come on Cap' n, it can't be that bad."

Captain Dobey eyed the floor. "I don't know how to say this."

Hutch appeared concerned. "The best way is just say it Captain."

Captain Dobey's features became harsh. The dark haired detective remarked "My what a serious look Cap'' n.

Captain Dobey glared toward them both, "Starsky, your relieve of your duties, until we hear from that Neuro...whoever."

Hutch spoke up. "Neuropsychiatrist...Why Captain?" Anybody can make a mistake on a piece of paper. That's what this is about, right."

The Captain yelled. "That's just it Hutchinson, it got out! It's going to be all over the news at noon today."

Hutch glanced toward Starsky, A worry, overshadowed his face.

Hutch put his hand toward his forehead, then stopped. His eyes dead center at his Captain.

Hutch angrily pointed toward his Captain. "That lady reporter. She came earlier yesterday, Christine... I bet she grabbed that report off Starsky's desk. Think about it the lady is always nosing around here. How else could it get on the tv that fast?"

Hutch turned and kicked the chair. "We should be out arresting her. We could charge her for stolen property in her possession."

Captain Dobey stared in disbelief. "How can you be sure of this Hutchinson?."

Captain Dobey could tell his detectives brain was clicking

Hutch thought back to earlier yesterday. "Remember Starsk, you handed her the paper on that hit and run. We ran out the door, because of the shootout."

Starsky thought. "Oh yea that new rookie, Martin was there. He had the hots for her."

Hutch opened the door. "Martin get in here."

Hutch eyed the rookie cop, he went over the incident in detail.

Starsky rubbed his forehead. "What we need to know Martin, is what happened after we left."

Martin seemed luv struck. "I ask Christine out, then she drooped the papers, Starsky had handed her on his desk. She grabbed them off his desk, then hurried out the door. I think the lady is playing hard to get."

Starsky breathed in deeply, as Hutch calmly opened the door. Martin's face beamed, as if he felt helpful for his memory.

Hutch's head turned toward Starsky. His features changed to protective, for his curly headed companion.

Dobey yelled. "Your forgetting one thing Hutchinson."

The Captain pointed his finger at Hutch. "That's my superiors daughter, Christine. I've known her father since the academy."

Hutch slammed his hand on his Captain's desk. "Were talking about your best detective. My partner, who almost died out on the street last year. Were talking about his career. What the hell, is happening here, Captain!"

Captain Dobey stopped to wipe his brow with his handkerchief. "If you can prove this Hutchinson, I will bring her in myself."

Hutch's face held a look of determination .

Starsky remarked. "My my, all this yelling for me, now it's my turn."

Starsky pointed his finger at his Captain. "Now I'm telling you Cap' n, I walk out that door I'm not coming back. You can tell your Superior where he can shove it!"

Starsky stormed out. Captain Dobey stared down. "I need his gun and badge...You think I like this Hutchinson, your both like sons to me."

Hutch now had a glint in his eye.

The Captain raised his hand in the air. "I have a boss, to answer to also."

Hutch's, features became disgusted. the tall blond stormed out, but turned around. He pointed his finger at his Captain. "You know this really stinks." He slammed the door behind him.

Hutch just stood, he rubbed his forehead, and found Starsky had cleaned out his desk.

Hutch put his hand on Starsky's arm. "Hey Starsk don't you think this is a little premature."

Starsky glared at Hutch. "They want me out, I'm out."

Hutch stared into Starsky's dark blues."Come on Starsk, let's just see what the Neuropsychiatrist has to say first."

Starsky's voice melancholy.. "You heard him Hutch, they want me out."

"Ah, come on Starsk, your appointment is tomorrow Buddy. Let's just see what the doctor tells us, ok." Hutch's voice soft.

Hutch's gentle face seemed to mesmerize Starsky.

Starsky glared down, as not to see his partners soft sky blues. "Hutch I've been a cop a long time. It's all I know, it's all I want."

Starsky reached in his pocket, and pulled his badge out. "Here I won't be needing this."

He also laid his gun on his desk, and strolled out the door.

Hutch eyed Starsky's badge. He closed his hand over the badge, as his eyes closed.

He picked up Starsky's gun, and stormed into his Captain's office. He tossed two badges on his Captain's desk.

The crease on Hutch's forehead now intense, his longish blond hair touched his black collared jacket.

Hutch put Starsky's gun on the desk. He pulled his gun out of the holster, dropped his ammunition clip in his hand. He lay his gun next to Starsky's. Then opened his hand, eyed the clip and handed it to his Captain...

The Captain's brown eyes were displeased. "What is this Hutchinson?"

The blond detective pointed his finger, his blue eyes stared into his Captain. "Starsky goes, I go" He turned and stormed out...