"Man, I've never been in the back of a cop car before," Lena said. "It's much like you see in the movies though. But I must say, there's not a whole lot of room back here. I can only imagine what it's like with three people in the backseat."

Her voice was falling on deaf ears as Stef didn't want to engage in any small talk. She rarely did that with people she arrested, and honestly, that's all she thought of Lena as at this point. Never mind the fact that Lena was absolutely gorgeous.

"What, you're just not going to talk to me?" Lena said. "Come on, I've had a rough night. And now I'm in the back of your car in handcuffs. I could just use a little conversation."

Stef had to admit, that she dug this person. So, she bit.

"I didn't want to arrest you," Stef said. "But you kept on, and on and on. And then when you called your ex again you really gave me no choice."

"I'm sorry about that," Lena said. "But she's a really awful person, and I'd been able to keep myself in check with what she did to me until tonight. I just lost it, and I'm sorry."

"It's OK," Stef said. "That happens to the best of us."

"Do you mind if I ask you your name?" Lena said.

Stef gulped. She didn't want to tell her, but felt oddly drawn to her, so she threw her a bit of a bone.

"It's Foster. Officer Foster."

"That's all you're going to give me, officer Foster?" Lena said. "Come on, you know you want to give me more…."

Stef did, but didn't want to get sucked in. So she played it cool.

"I can't right now," she said. "Besides, we're at the precinct."

"Nice save," Lena chuckled.

Stef parked her squad car and walked around the back of it to let Lena out. She undid the seatbelt and put her hand on Lena's elbow as she guided her up the stairs of the precinct. Both of them felt a charge as their bodies touched, ever so slightly.

"Man this is tough," Lena said.

"What's that?" Stef answered.

"Well, I've never had to get in and out of a car with handcuffs on before…I can tell you, it's definitely not easy!"

"I know" Stef said. "I've seen many people, bigger and stronger than you are struggle to do so. Plus, I got cuffed all the time in training at the academy, so unfortunately, I've had the pleasure of doing what you're doing."

"It's a shame I'm in these handcuffs," Lena said as she wiggled her hands to Stef. "Because these hands could work magic on your beautiful body."

Stef rolled her eyes and thought it was just the booze talking. While Lena was drunk still, she was sobering up and sober enough to know what she was saying. She thought Stef was absolutely beautiful, she was honestly turned on by the fact that she arrested her. Lena had always done the right thing, so to be powerless like this was pretty hot.

They made their way into the precinct and Stef showed Lena to the little holding area where there was about ten other women who had been arrested earlier in the night. All of them were handcuffed behind their backs, just like Lena was, and Stef sat her down with the group. Stef then locked the gate and was on her way.

As Lena sat for what felt like forever, she just thought, "Man that cop is hot," but she wondered if she would ever see her again. She sat and sat and sat, and finally, after two hours, she was being summoned.

"Adams, on your feet," a male cop said. Lena did as she was told as she was led to Stef's desk.

"So we meet again," Lena said. "And you're looking even better than you were two hours ago…."

Stef smiled. She really wasn't hating all this flirting as her own personal life was topsy turvy right now.

"Also, why am I still handcuffed?" Lena said. This was a legitimate question, and not flirting. She had been cuffed for hours, and her wrists were numb.

"You'll get them off when you're taken to holding," Stef said. "Now, is this about the jist of what happened?"

Stef showed Lena the arrest report which was pretty accurate. Stef didn't go over the top with it as many cops do, but was truthful and honest. Then She asked Lena some basic questions, name, address, phone number, social security number before it was time to take Lena to her cell.

"Hey Foster, I can take this one to holding if you need to get back on the road," another officer, a guy said to her.

"No, I can do it," Stef responded. "It'll only take two seconds"

Lena took that as a sign that Stef wanted to spend more time with her, which was not really a lie. So, Lena stood up and Stef lead her down to the drunk tank, which would be her home for the next several hours.

"So this is where we bid adieu" Stef said as she took off Lena's cuffs. She saw Lena rubbing her wrists. She was clearly in pain.

Stef then opened the cell door and Lena entered willingly. There were about ten other women in there, none of which looked too dangerous, so she felt like she'd be OK. She still couldn't believe that she was actually in jail.

"Well officer Foster, it was a pleasure being arrested by you," Lena said. She wasn't joking.

"hahaha, well thanks," Stef said. "Hopefully it doesn't happen again."

Lena woke up maybe five hours later with her head pounding. She then saw Stef on the other side of the cell doors, opening it up.

"OK Lena Adams," you're free to go. You can use the phone to arrange a ride."

"Wow," Lena said. "I'm so hungover. Oh god, I'm sorry for all I said to you last night."

"It's OK," Stef said. "A lot of people flirt when they're drunk."

"Oh, I'm not sorry about that at all," Lena said. "I meant every word of that. You're beautiful, and you should know you're beautiful. I'm sorry about making a scene on the street and screaming at my ex in front of you."

"Haha, it's perfectly ok," Stef said. "These things happen. Now Adams, go home, rest up, and forget you were ever in this place."