The New York Detective That Complicated My Life
I get into the shower, allowing the water clean off the sweat and anything left from sitting in that holding cell because let's be honest, a holding cell in a new york city police department isn't exactly the cleanest place around. After getting out of the shower, I just put on the grey tang top and shorts til I get into the bedroom to get new clothes. I walk into the bedroom than grab my bag and grab the only clean set of clothes I have which are a button down green with the sleeves at my elbows and black skinny jeans. I then stick on my black inclosed high heels. I put all my clothes in the bag then walk out of the bedroom.
I get into the kitchen and set it on the counter.
"Flack?" I call. He comes out of one room towards the right of the hallway and his eyes widen slightly.
"What are you doing? Please tell me your not leaving." He asks as he steps up to in front of me.
"I'm not leaving, I just need to go back to my place real quick and grab some things, that's all." His eyes return to their normal size.
"I'll go with you, I can drive you." He grabs his keys but I reach into his hand, grab his keys, then set them on the table.
"I can handle this on my own. I'll just take a cab or a bus."
"Are you sure? Cause I can..."
"Flack, I'll be fine." He looks at me before sighing.
"There's no way in winning is there?"
"Nope."
"Just be careful ok?" He asks as he leans down to kiss my cheek.
"Think I can't handle myself?" I grab my bag off the counter and head towards the door.
"I don't know, you are from Oklahoma."
"Thanks for insulting Oklahoma. Next time, it will be me insulting the Yankees." He all but drops his jaw. "Exactly. I love you Don." I call as I open the door and step out.
"Love you too." I look at him and he's smiling as I close the door and start walking down the flight of stairs. When I get outside, I cab just pulls up to the curb, so I climb in and give him my address. When he pulls up to my place, I climb out and pay him. Then I climb the steps to my place and when I unlock my door, its just as I left everything. I hurry into my bedroom and put the old clothes in my hamper, then grab some new ones and put them in a the bag, along with some other items.
My phone rings just as I close my bag up, so I take it out of my pocket and answer it.
"I'm not dead you know." I answer, assuming it's Flack.
"I know your not dead cause you're talking." Tony responds, his voice sounding closed.
"Woah, Tony what's up? What's going on?" I ask sitting down on the bed.
"Annabel, it's Taylor. She's umm in the hospital." Taylor is his sister, therefore being my cousin Taylor.
"Wait, why is she in the hospital?"
"Annabel, they think somethings seriously wrong with her. Apparently she's had a 102.4 fever for days now. She just went to the hospital with pains in her stomach." The thing is my cousin Taylor is like, no is my sister. I practically grew up with her, we were inseparable even when we were in high school.
"In Oklahoma right?"
"Yeah, she's there."
"I'm on my way there now." As I launch of my bed with my bag and my wallet in hand.
"Ok, just hurry up." He hangs up, and that's when the tears start forming in my eyes. I walk out the door and lock it, then call Flack. I sit outside my place with the phone to my ear, but he doesn't answer. So I rush outside and get into the same cab that brought me here, telling him to take me to the airport. I try to call Flack again but this time it goes straight to voice mail. This time, I call Stella and she answers.
"Stella Bonasera." She answers.
"Stella, it's Annabel. Flack won't answer his phone and I need to tell him I have to go to Oklahoma."
"Rewind, tell me what happened." So I tell her the entire thing from beginning to end.
"I'm on my way to the airport but he won't answer the phone so I can tell I'm leaving." I take a deep breath.
"Ok, calm down. I'll see if he's in the field real quick. Putting you on hold." She puts me on hold and I sit there in silence for about 2 minutes before she comes back.
"Yeah, he's out with Danny checking out a lead. I'll give him a call and tell him, you just go to Oklahoma and worry about your Cousin ok?" She comforts me.
"Ok, thanks." I hang up on her, then lean my head the black head rest of the seats of the cab, trying to calm myself down. Hopefully, she can get a hold of him.
(Flack's POV)
I wasn't expecting to be called into work, but we had a lead on a case, and in the rush I left my phone at home. Danny and I checked the lead out, which turned out to be nothing and are on our way back to the Department.
"So Flack, how's everything with Stevens now that she's not in a holding cell?" Danny asks at a red light.
"Things are... surprisingly calm."
"That's it? Nothing else? I'm surprised ya haven't slept with her yet." I laugh at that as the light turns from red to green.
"I've tried... 3 times."
"And nothing?" He asks.
"Nothing."
"Holy shit, are you loosing your touch Flack?"
"She's different Danny, and I want to actually keep this one. I love her man." Danny gives me a side glance.
"Flack? Are you feeling all right?"
"Very funny Danny." At that moment, his phone rings. So he puts it on speaker.
"Hey Stell, what's up?" Danny asks nonchalantly as he turns stops at yet another red light.
"Hey Danny, Flack still in the car with you?" Stella get's right to the point.
"Yeah, I'm here Stella. What's going on?"
"Annabel went to Oklahoma." Woah, she told me she wasn't leaving.
"Wait, she left? Why didn't she tell me?" I ask Stella.
"She did, tried to call you several times, but you didn't answer."
"That's because I left my phone at home. Now why the hell is she going back to Oklahoma, last moment?" I ask, getting worried very quickly.
"Her cousin Taylor's in the hospital. Looks pretty serious, she told me to tell you to not worry about her and she'll be back in a couple of days." I look over at Danny as Stella finishes.
"Ok, Stell. Thanks for telling me." I hang up rather quickly then look at Danny.
"Take it I'm taking you to the airport?" Danny asks as he begins to change directions from the Department to the airport.
"You know me so well Messer."
"No, I know how you are when it Comes to Annabel." I laugh slightly. I just need to get to Oklahoma and be there with her.
(Annabel's POV)
I've paced in the waiting room of the hospital in Oklahoma in which my cousin Taylor is being held in for an hour now. I'm pretty sure I've made skid marks in the tile flooring. Tony is sitting in one of the chairs next to me. Their parents would be there but they died shortly after Taylor had started living on her own. They've been on their own ever since.
"Annabel, I think if you keep pacing, your going to burn a hole into the floor." Tony comments and I over at him. I probably look like a nightmare with my red eyes and my messed up hair from running my hands through it, over and over again.
"It's been three hours, how long could one fucking examination take? Seriously?" Just as I say that, a doctor comes by with a clip board.
"Taylor Amirez?" They ask and we both stand up.
"Lucky, we were able to get her fever down quite bad, everything's well, turns out she had an insane virus in her stomach. Her room is 205 down the hall if you want." The doctor walks away before we can ask any other questions.
"Why don't you go and see her first Annabel? Looks like you need it more." I don't waste time walking to her room and shortly enough I spot Taylor lying in the hospital. I walk into her room and get a good look at her. Her looks are opposite when it comes to Tony's with her Red hair and hazel eyes which shocks me seeing that none of their parents had red hair.
I walk over to the side of the hospital, and Taylor opens her eyes lazily.
"Hey An.." Taylor mumbles.
"Hey there red, how you feeling?" She straightens up in bed slightly.
"Kind of like shit."
"Well your going to get better in no time." I grab a hold of her hand. I hear footsteps approaching the room and I turn around to see Tony standing there.
"Hey there Annabel, someone's in the waiting room for you." I mouth the word 'what' in disbelief as I let go of Taylor's hand and I walk out of the hospital room and walk back towards the waiting room, where my jaw drops because standing a few feet in front of me is Flack.
"Flack what are you doing here?" I ask, my jaw getting back into its normal place.
"I came when I heard you left, thought you could use the support."
"I'm fine, you didn't need to come here." I say while simultaneously rubbing my eyes. He just shakes his head as he steps closer to me. He takes my arm and pulls me towards him. He takes his right and raises it to my hair to smooth some of it out.
"Annabel, you gotta stop lying to Detectives." He smiles as he leans down and kisses me, before pulling away and pulling my head to his shoulder.
"How is she doing?" He asks he runs a hand over my back.
"She's going to be ok."
"Then why are you crying?" He asks he takes his thumb and wipes away a tear that was sliding its way down my cheek.
"I don't know." I walk away from him to sit down in one of the chairs. "I have absolutely no clue why." He comes to sit down in the chair next to me.
"Let me give you a piece of advice Annabel. You can't be strong for everyone, believe me I've tried that. It just doesn't work." He rests his hand on my shoulder.
"Flack, can you just take me back to my hotel. I just need some time."
"Of course." He stands up from his chair and grabs my hand, pulling me against him so I am tucked into his arm and my face is practically pressed into his upper torso. We take the long walk back to the parking lot. When we get to the passenger side door.
"You know your going to have to let go to get into the car right?" He mumbles into my hair. I step away from him and climb into the car. He silently climbs into the driver's side then turns to me.
"Where is it?" He asks.
"Down the street to the right. First one on the left side of the street." He turns his head to face forward towards the road. He starts the car and drives the short way to the hotel. When he get's there, he stretches across me and opens the door, pushing it open further. I step outside and walk towards the entrance of Hotel, and stop in front of it. Flack walks over to me and stops across from me.
"Everything ok Annabel?" He asks.
"Yeah.. I'm fine... I'll probably just finish up packing upstairs and then head on a plane back to New York."
"Do you mind if I take a quick shower in the bathroom upstairs?" He asks, pointing up with his finger.
"Yeah.. sure." I walk into the hotel with him following me and I lead him to my first floor room, which is to the left of the entrance. When we walk into the hotel room, he heads straight towards the bathroom. He closes the door behind him as I go and sit down in a chair my the window and put my elbows on my knees. I hear him turn on the shower as for some reason, I start sobbing. Not to loud though, I assume though loud enough for Flack to hear because he turns the shower off. I hear the door to the bathroom open and then close again. I'm still sitting on the chair with my elbow's on my knees crying when Flack comes in front of me wearing a white muscle shirt and the black pants he was wearing.
"Annabel?" He asks crouching down in front of me. He takes his index finger and tries to tilt my face up to look at him but I forcefully don't allow it.
"What's wrong? This about your cousin?" He tries to get me to look at him again but I keep my eyes glued to the floor. He stands up in front of me, pulling me up along him which took more force then usual.
"Flack what are you..." I am stopped by him smashing his mouth against mine. He starts to pull away when I slide my hands up his arms and I locked my hands together at his neck, pulling him back down. He slides his hands around my waist to hold me still. He pulls away, slightly panting and he looks at me, his bright blue eyes shinning.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes." He doesn't waste time asking more questions as he crashes his lips back onto mine as he starts backing me up towards the bed. When we edge the bed, he pushes me down onto it slightly as he at the same time pushes me further onto it.
He balances himself on top of me as his lips finally leave my mouth as they make a trail down the side of my neck, to my collarbone and back up to my mouth. He tucks his thumb into my belt loop, pulling my hips closer to mine. My hands unlock from their position at the back of his neck to move towards his shoulder blades. Just as his hands move to the buttons of my shirt, a shirl ringing starts going off. He reluctantly pulls away and grabs his phone that's ringing on the bedside table he apparently put on there.
"Detective Flack." He answers professionally. "Yeah, ok got it. I'll be there." He shuts the phone and puts it back on the table, then get up from on top of me.
"I'm so sorry but I have to go back to New York right now. There's a major break in a case and they need me. You don't how badly I want to continue this, but I have to leave." He walk into the bathroom and comes out minutes later with everything else on.
"I'll make this up to you, I promise." He comes over to me and gives me a light kiss before walking towards the door. "Call me when you get back to New york. I love you." He smiles at me once more before opening the door and walking out.
Ok, First what the fuck? Seriously, he has to leave just as he was about to take my shirt, are like the god's plotting to do whatever it takes to not have us sleep together. Groaning I get out of bed, and finish packing what I originally suppose to be doing. Once I finish packing and making sure I have everything, I walk out of the room, and check out of the hotel room. Once that's done, I make my way back to the airport to get back to New York, like Flack is doing.
When the plane lands in New York, I am surprisingly wide awake. With my bag in hand, I walk out of the terminal and see Danny standing there. I walk over to him, where he takes the bag out of my hand.
"Danny! What are you doing here?" I ask him.
"Flack asked me to pick you up from the airport and take you somewhere." He starts leading me towards to where I assume he has parked.
"Where is somewhere exactly?"
"That my friend I can't tell you, I'm not allowed to tell you why either. I'm just suppose to pick ya up, and drop you off." We finally get outside the airport.
"That's sounds kind of suspicious."
"You say suspicious, I say mysterious." I laugh as we finally reach the car, and i get in as he tosses my bag in the back seat.
"Suspicious, mysterious whatever. It still sounds creepy as hell. I mean for all I know, your just luring me there so someone can kidnap me."
"Trust me, that won't happen any time soon." He starts the car and starts driving off to where he's suppose to drop me off at.
"So there was no break in a case was there?" He gives me a sideways glance.
"That's what he told you? Quick question, what were you guys doing that left him so... distracted?" I turn away so he can't see my face get incredibly.
"Ohh so that's what you were doing, tell me did you finish?" Oh my god, did he seriously just ask that question?
"Didn't even get started."
"Owch, I'd be distracted too." I glare at Danny before my face returns to normal. Soon enough, Danny pulls up in front of a random bar.
"Ok, so go in there. He should be there in 10 minutes. I'll take your bag back to your place, which Flack already gave me the address. Go in, head straight and sit down at the bar." I get out of the car but don't close the door.
"Wow, demanding much?"
"Hey don't shoot the messenger here, I'm just follow instructions. Have fun." I close the door, and head towards the entrance. When I step in, I do what I was told and go straight to the bar, where I ask for a simple rum and coke. I check my phone and it says 7:45. I put my phone back as I turn my attention to one of the many tv's hanging above the bar, which is some sort of hockey game. I end up getting lost in it, with no interruptions. Where the hell is he? I check my phone and it now says 8:15. And soon I find the time passing more and more. 8:20, 8:30, then 8:45 rolls around and it has me wondering, is he ever coming?
So, everyone's probably wondering where the hell is Flack? Well, you'll find that out next chapter :)