I decided to put up the second chapter sooner than I expected. I hope you liked the first one :3 and yeah. This chapter is more drama filled. And excuse my spelling mistakes and grammatical errors.

"Put the gun down and let the girl go, sir! I have permission to fire!"
The shadowed man remained still, clutching the girl close towards him, holding a gun to the woman's head.
"Sir! I wont tell you again! put the gun down, and let the girl go or i will open fire!"
The man continued to remain still.
Natasha Watkins opened fire at the man, shooting him once in the head, leaving the girl unscathed.
Another man, walked up behind Natasha, and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Well done, Detective, you passed your routine training." he said with a smile.
Natasha looked at the man.
"Thank you, Chief."
Natasha walked up to the cardboard cut out, of a man, clutching a woman.
"I got him right in between the eyes!" Natasha said rather loudly with a smile on her face.
"Now, now, Detective, dont be too rash. There was still another way- you could have imprisoned the man, and still saved the woman."
Natasha's smile dropped.
"How?" she asked.
"Shoot him in the balls!" the Chief burst out laughing and Natasha joined in.
The Precinct Chief was the best chief any police recruit could ever ask for.
Natasha wasnt a police officer anymore, but she had been promoted to detective from her hard work on the Maskmaker case a few years back.
Natasha looked at the Chief until he spoke again.
"Natasha, me and a bunch of other officers from the precinct are going out for a drink tonight, care to join us?"
Natasha thought about this for a moment, then suddenly realized she had to visit her mother.
Her mother was schizophrenic, had very bad OCD, and was terrified of going outside, so Natasha had to visit her mother, on a specific date, at a specific time, and if Natasha wasnt there on time, or even at all, her mother would have a panic attack, and call the police, trying to file a missing person report.
She wasn't always like this though.
She was.. normal.. before her father had run out on her when Natasha's younger sister was born.
Her mother didn't realize he had gone until that night when he didn't come home. He didn't even pack up any of his things.
he just.. suddenly vanished one day.
Natasha was mad at him at the time, but her mother was worried.
That's when she started to develop her schizophrenia, and her fear of going outside.

"No thanks, i have to see my mother tonight," she finally replied.
"Ah ok, i understand. You are relived of your duty, Detective, see you tomorrow." The chief gave Natasha a nod, and walked out of the building towards his car.
Natasha looked away, and back at the target she had shot.
'Time to see my mother,' she thought.

Natasha hopped into her car, and stared into the rear view mirror, at the reflection of herself.
She was reasonably pretty, strong features, blue eyes, long, dark brown hair, but she always had trouble dating men.
She pushed that thought to the back of her head.
She'll dwell on that later.
She had more important things to do.
Natasha pulled out of the station's car park, and headed towards her mothers house, further in the city.

Natasha arrived at her mothers house a few hours later, and greeted her mother as she walked in the door.
"Hi, mum." She yelled "It's me, Natasha,"
Her mum walked out of the kitchen, and greeted Natasha with a warm smile.
"Hello Natasha," she whispered.
Natasha could barely hear what she said.
"Mum, are you sick again?" she asked with a frown.
"Yes.. i am." her mother replied.
"But why didnt you tell me? i would have bought some medication for you,"
Her mother chuckled.
"Its nothing a little medication can fix, my dear,"
"W..what do you mean?" Natasha stuttered.
"I have cancer."
Natasha's eyes immediately started to fill with tears.
"H..how long?"
"i've had it for a few weeks now."
"Mum.. why didnt you tell me? You know how i feel about these things."
"I didnt want to worry you.. i didnt want to stress you out even more than you already need to, plus, i wanted to do it face to face."
"i.. appreciate that mum, but still..
so how did you react to the news?" Natasha asked.
"I.. had a few panic attacks.. i didnt want it to be true, but now ive accepted it, i cant outrun the inevitable."
"Words of wisdom mum," Natasha smiled. "How.. long.. have you got?"
"about a month."
Natasha's smile was replaced with a sad frown, and then the tears came.
she hugged her mother tightly as her tears stained her mothers shirt.
"Mum.. i promise i will visit you more, no matter what."
"Its okay, Natasha, i know how busy you get with work."
"But mum.. family should come first, and work come second. I dont want to abandon you at a time like this."
Her mother sighed.
"Visit me whenever you want okay? it might not be good on my schizophrenia and OCD, but, i want my daughter happy."
Natasha and her mother pulled out of the long hug they were embraced in.
Her mother shuffled onto the couch, and gestured for Natasha to follow.
For the next hour, Natasha and her mother hashed out the details of her cancer, until Natasha's phone started ringing.
She looked down at the caller ID.
It was the chief.
"Sorry mum, i have to take this one."
She walked outside into the fresh air, and answered the phone.
"Detective Watkins here."
"Hi Natasha, there's been a murder down in the subway station, and we need you back at the precinct for briefing,"
"On my way, sir."
Natasha hung up, then walked back into to house, where her mother was waiting.
"Mum? i have to go back to the precinct. I'm needed there."
"That's ok, we'll talk later, see you hun."
Natasha walked over to her mother, and kissed her on the cheek before hugging her tightly.
"Bye, love you."
"Love you too." her mum whispered.

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