/Twenty-one hours/
"Officer Moon, we've been seeking information on the traitor. He's been lurking in the shadows but we caught him sending confidential folders through a USB port. We have been informed that the information was sent to the enemy."
The six-foot tall blond clenched his fists in anger while looking at the surveillance cameras inside the Pentagon. He dismissed his informant and sat down in a comfortable swivel chair, turning towards his desk. Papers and vanilla folders covered his area with stamps of red ink labeling 'CONFIDENTIAL'. Muffled voices were heard outside his office.
"Lester better watch his back. Moon has him marked for the death sentence."
"I don't think he would do that, he'd let the sucker beg him to be electrocuted."
"Moon has to watch out. He's a 23 year-old man with the attitude of my father."
Officer Moon walked outside his office to confront the gossiping law-enforcement. With a quick glance to each of them, they stood straighter and kept their feet parallel. One of them tried to avoid his commander and turned around to find Moon's right hand, Officer Wade.
"Officer, I think you shouldn't be so concerned with your chief's personal life when your wife is asking around for you to come home." Wade smirked at the man and nodded toward Moon. "What should we do with them?"
Moon smirked in return and replied jokingly, "I'm not sure, maybe we should electrocute them."
One of the officers squeaked and began to ramble, "No, no! We were being silly! Let us continue back to work."
Wade shrugged, "Alright, but that's no fun."
All three men ran off and left the two officers alone in a fit of laughs and chuckles.
"Austin, today's Friday! We out for the pub?"
"Dez, I'm really not feeling the pub today. I'm insanely angry about the Dawson case." Austin Moon raked his fingers through his hair and folded his sleeves up to his elbow.
His red headed partner shook his head in annoyance, "Dude, you can't spend your whole life in the office. Where is the Austin that had every girl at his fingertips?"
"Let's see... He grew up and became an officer? Better yet, he's helping the nation by capturing a traitor." The blond threw a sarcastic smile at his friend in an attempt to show his priorities.
"Don't give me that bull crap, Austin. Watch out," Dez paused, "Or you'll lose your hair."
The captain's eyes widened in fear. "No, I hope that never happens." He grabbed his remote control and turned on the plasma TV by his bookcase.
"The nation continues to search for the suspect of sharing all passwords from the Pentagon's database. As a result, program's such as the security of the President's home have been hacked and taken over. It seems that the so-called traitor planned to aid anarchy. Until this moment, there is word that the suspect is named Lester Dawson."
Austin's hands once again clenched. "Son of a-"
"Dude! You're acting like this was your loss at the final hockey game of the season. I know we're supposed to look for this traitor but you're sacrificing yourself too." Dez sighed and took out his cellphone. "It's 9 p.m. Head with me to the pub and have a few drinks. I promise we won't be out too long."
Hesitantly, Austin agreed and grabbed his badge.
"And that, ladies and gentlemen, was the last score! The winning team: Steelers!"
A swig of beer seemed to be what Austin needed as he shouted to his friend, "We won!"
Dez chuckled and nodded, "See! I knew you needed to lighten up! Let's order some french fries with this Irish beer, yeah?" He whistled to the bartender, "Jack! Hit us with some fries!"
Officer Moon looked completely casual with a pair of black skinny jeans, yellow t-shirt and black converse. His badge was in his wallet, ready to make an appearance in extreme cases. "Dez, do you think I'll ever get a chance to get the girl? I'm talking about the girl that will have fun, but at the same can stand up to my stupidity."
"As your partner in judgement and best buddy, I can say you'll probably get the girl when you least expect it. And she will be a million times better than any of your exes."
"Even Kira? She was pretty nice."
Dez disagreed, obviously. "Nice doesn't cut it."
"What about Cassidy? She was hot!"
Once again, Dez disagreed. "She wasn't really... Nice."
"What about Brooke!" Austin seemed to cringe in remorse. "Actually, she was the worst girlfriend out of all of them." He chuckled and stirred the beer in his mug around. "'I'll just wait like a mature person would."
Dez scoffed, "You: mature? Right..."
"BREAKING NEWS: There has been an advancement in the news of the nationwide break-in. Lester Dawson is still not found in any of the fifty states."
Austin rolled his eyes, "That really isn't new."
"However, his daughter: Allyson Elizabeth Dawson has been captured and is being sent to question. There is no image on her physical appearance and where she has been but officers have found her connection to Lester. It seems that she could be the answer to the whereabouts of her father."
With a spit of beer all over the counter, Austin stood up from his stool and quickly pulled on his leather jacket.
"Austin, you just got here 30 minutes ago! Where are you going?" Dez slammed his hand on the counter and faced his friend.
"I have to find out what the traitor's daughter knows," Austin pointed at Dez, "you're coming with me Officer Wade."
Allyson Dawson was surrounded by dozens of people including security guards, reporters, agents and armed officers. It all seemed almost funny to the viewers behind television screens. She stood a couple of inches higher than five-feet, pale skin, delicate features, and wavy golden hair. Her button nose, red lips and doe eyes made her seem even more innocent. Everyone questioned how dangerous this woman can be.
"Allyson! How does it feel to be the daughter of the most hated man in the USA?"
"Are you helping your father? Are you a traitor too?"
"Don't act so innocent. The country is watching you."
Her doe eyes started to blur with tears but she didn't allow a single droplet slide down her cheeks. She had an enormous strain in both her arms from the handcuffs restraining her hands. In her mind she was grateful she wore comfortable attire to the library that day, because she can certainly not be arrested in uncomfortable booties.
"Allyson Dawson, please enter this cell and wait until further notice." A short, curly-haired woman opened the steel bars and closed them once she was in.
"Um, can I get a lawyer or...?" Allyson shyly looked to the woman's eyes.
"Ally- can I call you that?" The woman asked. The prisoner nodded and a slight smile appeared on her face. "Ally, this isn't a lawyer-bail type of thing. You have to be interrogated by our best officers to see if you are a dangerous traitor or an innocent bystander of your father's treason."
Allyson frowned and once again felt tears threaten her face. "Oh. Well, what's your name?"
"Guard Trish de la Rosa. This doesn't mean we're friends, Ally."
"If I'm declared innocent, can we become friends?" Ally offered, giving a friendly vibe.
Trish chuckled and shook her head. "I cant believe I'm about to say this but... sure. If you leave this super-locked joint as an innocent person, we could text and go to the mall or something."
Ally jumped in happiness. "How old are you, Trish? I'm twenty-two."
Trish turned to the Ally behind bars. "Same here. Worked my butt off to become an officer like my dad. Still working on it." She started to smile a bit as she talked with her prisoner.
"That's so inspiring! Before my dad was," Ally signaled to herself in the cell, "in this whole mess, he was helping me achieve my dream of a writer. More specifically, a songwriter." Her golden brown hair fell on her face as she passionately talked to Trish. The guard observed the prisoners jean overalls, pink tank and black converse. What if she is trying to deceive everyone?
"Excuse me, Officer de la Rosa! Are you fraternizing with the traitor's daughter?" A tall and dark man questioned.
"No, Officer Trent! I was only asking her how old she was." Trish stood straight and narrowed her eyes towards Trent.
The man smirked and shook his head. "It's Officer Jackson to you. I never gave you permission to call me by my first name. Also, you better watch out Trish. You can be considered a traitor as well."
Trish's cheeks tinted pink and she nodded. As soon as the vicious Officer left, Trish turned her back on the cell, and left a sad Ally raking her hair with her fingers.
All of a sudden, an enormous clamor of people entered the quiet hall. People from everywhere tried to grab Ally for an exclusive report.
"Excuse me! Everyone step aside and leave the girl alone!"
The prisoner stood up from her criss-cross position and saw an attractive, tall blond opening her cell. She immediately ran to his open hand and held it until the guards cuffed her once again. Ally stared at the man who caught her attention as he walked in front of her. Thoughts ran through her mind while her eyes filled with tears and this time, she allowed them to fall, one by one.
Trish, being one of the guards that held her, used the opportunity to wipe Ally's tears off with her thumb.
Ally mouthed a silent "thanks" to Trish.
"Guards, enter Allyson in the room while I dismiss the media."
Austin watched as security locked Allyson in the room. He walked quickly to the extremity of the hall where the media stood. "No questions or comments until further notice."
A knot formed in Officer Moon's stomach. He didn't know why although he did notice how beautiful his current prisoner was. All he could think about was "this isn't the time to fall in love with your country's enemy's daughter". Austin strolled back into the square room and ordered the guards to stay outside the door.
Ally observed the important commander enter the room in his navy uniform and his golden badge shining on his left pectoral. His beach blond hair was flawless under the light. She managed to mutter a quiet, "Hello."
"Hi, Allyson. I see your wearing your handcuffs... Would you like the guards to remove them from you?" Austin asked with a sincere vibe Ally sensed.
"Uh- yes, please? I know I'm a prisoner and all but they are pinching my wrists."
Deep inside the mind of Austin, he wanted to chuckle and say "that's what they're for". Although, the Officer in him told him to not fool around. "Okay."
The two guards came in and freed Ally from the cuffs. She seemed to release the stress building from her shoulders. "Thank you very much, Officer...?"
"Officer Moon. Austin Moon. We have much to discuss, Allyson." Austin rested his elbows on the gray table and crossed his hands. He leaned his face a bit closer to Ally's.
"Please, call me Ally if we'll be here for long. I hate being called Allyson." The girl rested her hands on the table, crossed and all.
"Where do we begin?"
OH MY GOSH HI.
I'm back and reorganized so I have time for all my priorities and my writing! I hope you guys like this first chapter and keep wanting more! This idea came to me this morning so, voilà.
Disclaimer: nothing you know from this story is mine except the plot and the sequence hehe...
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