Sorry it's a day late. I am fast forwarding about three months because there is so much stuff I want to fit in this part of the story and I don't really want to do a part 4 so I will be speeding things up every once in awhile.

"Everyone this is Trevor. The newest rookie of team one." Greg said stepping aside as everyone shook Trevor's hand.

"So where are you from?" Wordy asked

"Vancouver. Lived there for most of my life then moved here five years ago, when I was 21."

Sam looked at the young man and couldn't help but feel uneasy about him. Like he would be causing allot of trouble for them.

Natasha stood in her new shower letting the hot water run over her skin. She had to move. In order to move on she had to get out of that condo that held all her memories of Jake. She didn't want to forget everything she shared with him but she didn't want to spend the rest of her life alone either. She knew that's what he would want. As she turned the shower off she heard the loud ringing of her phone. Pulling the towel off the rack she wrapped it tightly around herself and ran towards the kitchen where the phone was.

"Hello" She answered quickly

"Hey Nat it's Jules."

"Oh hey. What's up?"

" I was just wondering if you wanted to come out for drinks with the team. We got the new rookie today. We're were thinking around nine"

"Sure." Natasha glanced at the stove clock. 7:58pm "Can you and Sam pick me up?"

"Of course. The rookie is riding with us too."

"Okay I'll see you in awhile, bye"

Natasha put the phone back onto the receiver and walked towards her bedroom. Her new condo was bigger then her last. It had two bedrooms and two and a half baths. The balcony was huge and her living room felt like a ballroom. It was probably too big for her but she liked it. The only thing that bugged her was that in her bedroom there were two closets. She could only fill one and the second was just empty space. It did make her think of Jake and how his stuff would fit in it. She shook away the thoughts and walked towards her closet. what do I wear? she thought looking through the closet. Pulling out random articles of clothing and laying them down on the bed she put together an outfit. It was simple yet it would make her stand out. But she wasn't sure if she wanted to stand out. Once she was dressed she walked to the mirror to examine her outfit. She wore a black tank with a line of vertical sequins down the middle of the shirt, simple dark skinny jeans with her black heels.

"It'll do." She said to herself.

She walked over to her jewelry box and dug around for a bit before settling on a pair of dangling black earrings and a rhinestone bracelet. As soon as she sat down in the living room with her book there was a knock at the door. Looking at the clock she realized it was nine fifty five. I took an hour to get ready? I'm such a girl. Natasha thought as she walked to the door. When she opened the door she was taken back by the gorgeous man standing next to Sam.

"Hi" She squeaked

Sam watched as Trevor's eyes roamed over Natasha's body and as hers did the same to his. It made him feel uneasy once again.

"I'm Natasha Scott. Sam's sister." Natasha stuck out her hand toward Trevor who shook it firmly

"Trevor. Trevor King. New rookie"

"Very nice to meet to you Trevor King." Natasha smiled still holding on to Trevor's hand. Sam cleared his throat to get their attention.

"Jules is waiting in the car. We should get going." Sam said shooting Trevor a pointed look.

Natasha grabbed her clutch from the side table by the door and the three left.

"So why did you become a doctor?" Trevor asked Natasha.

The two had been talking all night at the bar. Natasha probably hadn't talked to half of the team.

"Why did you become a cop?" Natasha laughed sipping her beer.

"I asked first."

Natasha thought for a minute.

"Honestly, I don't know. Since I was little I've just always wanted to do it. Now answer my question...why did you become a cop?"

Trevor sighed before starting.

"I barely know you but for some reason I feel like I can open up to you, and trust you. So if I tell you this you can't tell the team. I'm not ready to tell them yet." Natasha nodded for him to continue. "When I was about ten I was sitting on the front porch with my Dad and we saw these guys down the street banging on someones door...a women...more of a girl. She couldn't have been over nineteen...she answered the door. She must of known the guys because she stepped out onto the stoop with them. I remember watching them out of curiosity. The conversation got heated and she went to go back inside. They shot her as she opened her door. As soon as the shot fired my dad through me into the house and we called 911. I remember how scared my little sister was. She was only six she didn't understand what was going on and my mom couldn't calm her down. I just wanted to protect her so I let her sleep in my room for the night. I didn't let her see that I was just as scared as she was. I could hear the police talking to my parents downstairs. They were telling them that they hadn't caught the guys and how any information my dad could give them would be a big help. But my dad didn't see the guys. I did. So in my spider man PJ's I walked down the stairs and told the policeman everything I remembered about them...the next morning we watched on the news the footage some reporter had gotten of two cops tackling the guys as they tried to escape. I knew then that I wanted to protect the girls like the one that was murdered or girls like my little sister."

Trevor took a long gulp of his beer as he finished.

"That's an amazing story. I wish I could have some big noble reason for wanting to be a doctor."

"I can tell you have a story...what is it?" Trevor asked taking a step closer to Natasha

"I don't know if I'm ready to tell you yet..." Natasha responded looking down at her feet.

"Okay...how about I take you out to dinner Friday night?" He saw a mix of emotions cross Natasha's face. Excitement, fear, sadness. "It doesn't have to be a date...it can just be two people getting to know each other. Sound good?"

Natasha felt a little relived she wasn't sure if she was ready for anything but that.

"Okay. I'll give you my cell and home phone number so you can let me know when and where." Natasha agreed as she grabbed a napkin from the bar. Scribbling down her number she passed the napkin to Trevor.

The two stared at each other for a minute before Sam and Jules walked up to them.

"We're going to get going now. We'll drop you both off at home." Jules stated putting her jacket on.

The ride was silent as both Trevor and Natasha looked out their respective windows in the backseat.

"Here you go Trevor, home sweet home." Jules pulled into the parking lot of a nice apartment building and Trevor undid his seat belt.

"Thanks guys. I'll see you tomorrow." He opened his door and was about to step out when he leaned towards Natasha. "And I'll see you Friday."

So I'm going to start putting links to Natasha's outfits or other people's clothing in my profile because I know I'm not great at describing it. Review...write some predictions.