Sorry it took a while to write this up, as I mentioned before, Spring is a busy time for me. :)

As a happy note, I'd like to announce this is the final chapter! :D Yay! As a sad note...this is the final chapter. :'(

I hope you all have enjoyed this story and thank you for your positive reviews, favorites and follows! Thank you so much!

-Shire from CollieandShire

Chapter Seven

Destruction and mayhem was what greeted the Cop and Emmet when they arrived at the bank thirteen and a half seconds later. The infamous Doc Ock was throwing empty vaults and chairs at any security officer who dared to go up against him, and people were running and screaming all over the place.

"I'd like to know how he got back out," Bad Cop muttered, grabbing his gun and checking to make sure it was off safety. "I'm going to blast that guy to pieces."

"Good. I'll wait here." Emmet offered.

Bad Cop glanced at his colleague and raised an eyebrow. "Wasn't it you who insisted you were coming along?" he taunted.

Emmet didn't reply and Bad Cop decided not to waste any more time. I've got a job to do.

The officer shut the door of his car and jogged forward, his gun ready and set to fire. Bang! Bang! Bang! He fired three consecutive shots, all of them finding their target as they hit Doc Ock in the back.

The scientist whirled around and beheld the officer, a grin on his face as he rubbed the spot where he'd been shot. The lasers hadn't even had an effect on him. "Well if it isn't Bad Cop!" he crowed. "You're late!"

"Thanks for not saying the stupid corny joke," Bad Cop growled, his gun ready to fire again as Doc Ock stomped towards him. "I'm really tired of it."

"What, the 'police to meet you' joke?"

A chair went flying through the air and hit Doc Ock in the chest, causing the villain to fall backwards.

Bad Cop stood by, another chair in hand and ready to smash the Ock into a million pieces. "Don't ever say that again."

The professor laughed slowly and sat up, his mechanical arm shooting forward as he tried to grab the policeman.

Bad Cop flipped backwards and brought the chair down on the robotic arm, then flipped to the side and started firing chairs as Doc from all directions. "How did you get out, anyways?" Bad Cop snarled.

"We (umph) villains (grunt) have our ways," he replied. This time he caught one of the chairs and threw it back. Bad Cop ducked as the chair hit the wall behind him, causing the seat part to break off and the stool part to land next to the lawman.

"Ha!" he sneered, grabbing his new weapon and throwing it with all his might.

He hit Doc Ock in the head, knocking the notorious lawbreaker out cold.

"Robots, come in, I need you to come and take this Lego to the city jail," Bad Cop boomed into his communicator.

"Calling all available units," a robotic voice replied, "trouble on the corner of Build street!"

Bad Cop did a face palm and then hit the communicator once more. "What is it now?" he groaned. Why can't the city remain nice for fifteen seconds?

At least it gives us a job to do. Good Cop offered.

Correction, it gives me a job to do. Bad Cop snorted. You're too busy thinking about that girl of yours.

"Cat stuck in a tree, sir," Came the reply. "One of Mrs. Scratchen's."

Switch.

Good Cop hit the talk button and announced, "I'm on my way!"

He made sure that his robots took care of the Ock, then turned around and headed towards his patrol car.

Once he was in the driving seat, Emmet remarked, "Whoa, Bad Cop did a great job fighting that guy."

"Uhuh. But now its my turn to save Mrs. Scratchen-Post's cat." Emmet visibly stiffened and Good Cop glanced at the construction worker. "What wrong?" he asked.

"It's not Jeff, is it?"

Good Cop nodded.

Emmet groaned and sunk back in his seat as Good Cop pulled up next to the old cat lady's house. "Jeff and I don't really get along."

Good Cop winced, remembering when the cat had scratched him in the face seventeen minutes earlier. "Yeah, he kinda drives me crazy too."

"Well, just let me know when you save him. Then we'll go find that girl of yours," Emmet offered.

Girl. Oh, yeah. He had to try again, didn't he?

The thought didn't sit well with him and he glanced at Emmet nervously. Oh, why can't I have confidence? I want to meet her, don't I? he wailed inwardly.

Do you? Or do you just want to imagine her all the time instead?

Bad Cop's pessimistic attitude grated on Good Cop and he shoved the thoughts out of his head.

Remember, just be yourself when you see her again. His mother's advice reminded him.

Are you just going to stand there and reminisce or are you actually going to do your stupid cat saving job? I have work to do, you know.

Bad Cop did have a point this time, and the good officer turned towards his task.

He moved away from the car and nodded a greeting to Mrs. Scratchen, and noted with a sigh that yes, it was indeed Jeff in the tree again.

"Oh thank you Good Cop. You don't know how much you mean to me!" Mrs. Scratchen cried, giving the policeman the best hug a Lego can muster.

"No problem, ma'am." he attempted to smile, but he knew what lay ahead of him. "Can I ask you one thing? Can I borrow a bee suit?"

"Oh, Jeff wouldn't hurt a fly," Mrs. Scratchen waved it off. "Just ask your friend Emmet."

Emmet made a throat slashing motion to Good Cop.

Heheh, have fun. Bad Cop snickered.

It didn't take long at all for Good Cop to get the feline out of the tree, he merely put the ladder against it and Jeff jumped onto his face instead. Stupid cat.

Mrs. Scratchen was full of praise and thanks to the scribble face officer, then proceeded on her way with her felines in tow.

"Whew," Emmet commented as he climbed out of the police car, "glad that's over."

Good Cop glanced at Emmet a little dubiously. "Uhh, you didn't even do anything. I saved the cat," he reminded the construction worker.

Emmet opened his mouth to reply when a psycho laugh broke the conversation. A feminine scream followed.

The two comrades whirled around to see- "Loki?" Emmet gasped in disbelief. "How'd he get out again?"

Loki stood on top of a four story apartment building, holding a Lego figure by the arm. Good Cop couldn't make out who it was, but Loki meant business.

"I'm a master of escaping, you know." Loki sneered. "But that's beside the point." He pointed at Good Cop. "You!"

"Me?" Good Cop gestured to himself.

"Yes, you!" Loki laughed again. "I need the tesseract, and you're going to get it for me."

Who does that guy think he is, bossing you around. Tell him to jump off a cliff!

Good Cop ignored that last bit of advice from his bad side and chose to word things a little differently. "I can't give you the tesseract," he stated firmly. "I'm going to have to take you in."

"Oh ho!" Loki guffawed. "I think you will help me. You wouldn't want me to drop this special friend of yours, would you Good Cop?"

Time slowed to a crawl as Good Cop beheld the girl of his dreams, Loki holding her right on the edge of the apartment and threatening to drop her.

What-do-I-do. Good Cop froze in place, his brain evaporated.

It was then that Bad Cop made his move.

Before Good Cop even knew what was happening, Bad Cop swiveled over, grabbed a nearby drain cover and sent it flying like a Frisbee, hitting Loki in the face.

Loki howled and let go of the Lego girl, and with a scream she started to fall.

Bad Cop leapt into action, his feet flying as he ran towards the base of the apartment complex and raised his arms just in time to catch her.

She was much lighter than Emmet and he was able to keep his balance, rocking on his heels to avoid falling over.

"Are you hurt?" he demanded. "Do you need me to call an ambulance?"

She looked into his eyes and his heart stopped. You're talking to her! Good Cop sang with joy from within. Bad Cop, you're talking to her!

"You, you saved my life," she stammered, fixing her black hair so she could see him straight. "Thank-thank you."

Switch.

"You're welcome." Good Cop whispered, then a huge smile came across his face. I spoke to her! Now what had Emmet said he was supposed to say? "Hi."

She blushed as he set her down and she said shyly, "Hi."

From across the street a whoop caused Good Cop to turn around. Emmet smiled and waved. "You did it Good Cop!"

He'd said hi.

~oOo~

Fourteen seconds later

After overseeing his robot force to make sure Loki was taken back to jail, Good Cop and the girl walked slowly across the street towards Emmet.

"So, what's your name?" Good Cop asked. He couldn't believe how comfortable he felt talking to her, once he'd said hi his fears had melted away.

I told you so! Bad Cop grunted.

Uhh, no you did not. If you recall you were totally against this from the first. He reminded his bad side.

"Oh, well, my name is-" the dark haired girl began, when suddenly Emmet ran towards them.

"Eli!" he exclaimed, his eyes widening.

"Emmet!" the Lego girl reached over and embraced the construction worker, leaving Good Cop to stand there in shock.

Okay, I may have been ready to pound him for encouraging you to ask this girl on a date, but I'm going to PULVERIZE him for taking her from you!

Switch.

Bad Cop glared at Emmet and demanded, "How do you two know each other? What's going on?"

"Bad Cop!" Emmet cried, gesturing to the girl, "this is my cousin Eli. I didn't know she was the one you were interested in!"

Bad Cop stared at Emmet, then he said in a cool voice, "You mean to tell me you put Good Cop through all of this and you could have introduced her to him in the first place?"

"Whoa, I didn't know it was her!" Emmet defended, stepping back as Bad Cop magically found a chair and held it over his head. "She looks like all my other generic cousins!"

"Wait, you wanted to meet me?"

Her voice caused Bad Cop to drop the stool and turn to face the Lego girl. "Uhh, Good Cop did," he explained sheepishly. "Actually, he wants to ask you something."

Switch.

The scribble face police officer smiled a little and opened and closed his claw hands nervously. "Eli, would you, would you…" his voice trailed off as she gave him a beautiful smile. Oh no, how do I say this?

Do I seriously have to do everything for you?

Switch.

Bad Cop took a deep breath and stated, "Good Cop wants you to go on a date with him."

"Really?" Eli squeaked, her face beaming. A frown crossed her face and she glanced at Bad Cop. "And what about you, officer?"

Bad Cop froze. Oh man, what do I say? What do I do?

He felt his other side snicker. Let me help you.

Switch.

Good Cop grinned. "Bad Cop also wants to go out with you. He just is afraid you'd say no."

Thanks a lot, pal.

Eli smiled again and put her claw hand in Good Cop's, causing the officer to become several darker shades of yellow. "I would be happy to."

"Better mark your calendars," Emmet chuckled, "'cause you have a date, Good Cop!"

Well done, Good Cop. Good Cop was shocked to hear Bad Cop think. And not in a mean way either, he genuinely meant it. Well done.

The End

Special thanks go to the Guest Reviewer, who encouraged me the entire way through this story. Thank you so much. :)

And to all who reviewed, favorited and followed, may God bless you! I appreciate your continued support!

Sadly, this is probably one of the last times you'll see me on here for a long time. I'll still read and stuff, but I'm coming to a growing-up point in my life and its time to look at getting work and training some more horses.

Thank you for giving me a good farewell, if I write more stories you'll know. :D

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