Lena POV
I was making dinner, when Stef get home. She came through the back doors, with her bag over her shoulder.
"Hi, my love" Stef greets me like she always does and comes up to me, to give me a kiss
"How was first day back?" I ask while I continue to chop the carrots
"Ugh..." Stef groans and walks up to the fridge to get out a soda can. She pops it open and takes a little sip before she answers me "Guess, who I was partnered with"
I stop chopping as I look up to her and say the first thing that popped in my mind "Mike?"
"No, not Mike" Stef replies and sits down at the table
"The sexist dinosaur you were partnered with while Amy was on vacation?" Stef never did tell me his name. She always referred to him as the Sexist dinosaur.
"Nop! One last guess," Stef says as she lifts the soda can up to her lips again. There was no one else that came to my mind. At least I couldn't think of anyone else
"I give up," I tell her watching her
"A rookie!" Stef says and my only response was staring back at her
I did not like it. I did not trust a rookie to have my wife's back. Rookies make mistakes. Right about now, I wish she had said Mike instead or even the sexist dinosaur. Both of them would be better at being Stef's partner. At least I trusted Mike to have my wife's back. Even the sexist dinosaur would be better, because he has been a cop for longer than 2 days.
Stef sees how much I dislike it and how concerned I got, so she adds "It's not for too long, love. Only till Amy comes back. That's like 2 weeks, 3 tops!"
"That's 2-3 weeks too long," I say picking up the knife again to return to chopping. I was gripping the knife tighter in my hand than I did before. Staring down to the chopping board I continue to chop the carrots. I put the anger out on the vegetable.
"Lena, honey..." Stef placed the can down on the table and reached over the table for my right hand, that had the knife in. My grip off the knife eased up and I allow Stef to take the knife out of my hand.
"There we go...let's place the knife away. We don't need it," Stef comments as she placed the knife all the way to the other side of the table. She then walks around the table. I was still standing facing the table, but when Stef was right behind me, I turned around to face her.
"A rookie? I have to trust that a rookie will have you back?" I ask in disbelief
"He is just like any other cop," Stef tried to reassure me, not that it helped me
"You were the one that said that rookies make mistakes, that they think they know everything about the job there is to know, when in fact they don't! You were the one that said that they are reckless and impulsive, inconsiderate and that very often they think they can take down the criminal on their own. But by doing that, they not only endanger their own lives, but their partners as well! I don't want your life endangered Stef!" I spoke fast, in raised voice. I was not hiding the fact how worried I was and how much I did not like this situation.
"Lena, love...I am not going to allow him to be all that. He is not going to be reckless or impulse, or inconsiderate, because I am his training officer. I am going to teach him how to do this job right, by the books and to think before act!" Stef says calmly and reaches for my hands. Softly she runs her thumbs over my palms, while looking to my eyes "You don't have to trust him, Lena. You have to trust me! Do you trust me?"
"Of course I do, Stef" I said without hesitation. That was one of the most easiest questions there is.
"A while back, I made a promise to you Lena. I have no intention of breaking it" She said in the most seriously tone, not taking her eyes off me. Stef pulls me in a tight hug the next second. I wrap my hands around her, holding on to her for dear life.
I knew there wasn't anything Stef could do about this partnership. It was Captain Roberts decision, Stef can't argue with her boss. But that doesn't mean I have to like it. But I also knew, I can't worry and bug Stef too much about it. If she is worried about me while on the job, she is not fully concentrated on her work. And that can be more dangerous than anything else. I had to be sportive of her and keep my fears to myself.
Callie POV
November 8th
I was standing in the hallway along with Cooper and mom. They were both dressed formal. Cooper had bought some tickets to a theater and after the show, they are going to some fancier restaurant for dinner. I can't imagine I am saying this, but I am hoping they are going back to Coopers place after that. The only reason why I want that to happen, is so mom won't be home, when Gavin will drop me off after our date. And speaking of Gavin, he also should be here in some 20 minutes. So I need to get mom and Cooper out of the house. The sooner the better.
"-lock the doors at night. I have my keys with me." Mom said looking in her purse to make sure "Eat something please. I left 20 dollars on the kitchen counter, order something-"
"Yes, yes. I know the drill mom," I stop her rambling "I am not a baby!"
"Amy, we need to go if we don't want to be late," Cooper said after looking to his watch
"Yes, you don't want to be late," I agree with Cooper "You should go!"
"I'm going, I'm going" Mom mumbles when I start to ushered them both out of the house "I will text you if I am staying at Cooper's tonight."
"Yes, now go!" I basically push them both out of the house and wave at them "Bye! Have fun!" I run back to the living room and watch them both get in Cooper's car and drive away. Once the car is out of my sight, I run up the stairs to get dressed for my date.
I knew dresses and skirts were out of the picture, because of the manner of this date, but I still wanted to look good. After trying on some 5 outfits, I end up with sticking with my high waistline black jeans and a dark red sweater. The jeans and sweater together gave the effect that I have dressed up from him, yet at the same time, not too much that I can't get on the back of the bike. I make my hair into a French braid, because Gavin said that all the biker girls, always braid their hair up. That way, my hair would not be messed up so much after using the helmet.
My phone starts to ring right when I put a rubber band at the end of my braid. Quickly I reach for it and pick up.
"Hey, I am on your street," It sounded like he was driving, there was a background noise, that kind of muffled his voice
"Okay, I am heading out now"
"You better be," he said with a chuckle "5 minutes is the longest I have ever waited for a girl"
"Don't worry. I am already ready. I am putting my shoes on right now."
"See you in few." He end the call and I hurry to put my shoes and grab my small bag, that I toss over my left shoulder. Before I leave the house, I run to bathroom and check myself out in the mirror one last time.
When I am out by the house, locking up the doors, I hear a bike noise. Looking over my shoulder, I see Gavin drive up to the house and stop just by the end of the driveway. I pull on the doors one last time, to make sure I locked them and then walk up to Gavin.
"Hey, girl" he smiles at me as he takes off his helmet. I greet him back as he puts the helmet on the left handle and gets off of the bike. He opens the little trunk that was hidden under the seat and pulls out a black motorbike jacket.
"This should fit you. It think it is your height" He hands it to me. I look down to the jacket in my hands. It looked so cool. I am going to be wearing this!
"Where did you get it?" I unzip the jacket
"This was my first jacket. I grew out of way too fast. It's barely used" he explained while I put it on me. Gavin opens the backpack that was somehow holding on to the bike in front of his seat and takes out a helmet and holds it for me, while I zip up the jacket.
"This is also one of my old helmets. I have had many over the years."
"How do you..." I was looking to it, trying to figure out how to open the snap
"Let me," He takes the helmet out my hands and opens the snap that was under it and then carefully puts it on my head. Once it was on, he closed the snap and smiled at me.
"This feels so weird!" I said to him. Everything sounded muffed. My head felt like it was squeezed in between many pillows. Gavin only smiled at me and taped on the top of the helmet.
A moment later he is sitting on his bike, with his helmet back on. He pats on the seat behind him "Hop on!"
The bike looked so high up, for a moment I wasn't sure how I would even sit up on it. But then I saw the little step, where my foot is suppose to go. I step on it and while holding on to Gavin shoulder I lift my left leg over the bike to the other step.
"Be careful and do not touch the exhaust pipe. It's really hot and it can give you a big burn," Gavin points out pointing down to it. The pipe was by my right leg. I make a mental note, to stay as far away from it as possible.
"Got it. Anything else I should now?" I ask him as I now sit on the back of the bike, behind him
"Few things. First, don't lean out while we are driving. Try to keep steady behind me, up to my back. Second, do not try to adjust your seating while I am driving. Do that while we have stopped. Third, hold on tightly, either on me or behind you there is a handle, where you can hold on. It will be a fast ride!"
"Sounds easy enough" I comment quietly
"Ready?" He asks me and when I reply back with a - yes - he starts his bike up. It seemed way louder than before. I moved a little in the seat, to make myself more comfortable.
"Hold tightly!" He reminds me and I automatically wrap my hands around his waist and move closer to his back. Somehow, it seemed safer then holding my hand to back, to the handle. When I see him lowering the visor in front of his eyes , on his helmet, I quickly pull my right hand away and do the same thing. Then I hold back on to him.
Gavin makes the engine roar out louder few times, before he accelerate and drives out. The acceleration was so fast, I tightened the grip around him even more than before as he seeds down the street.
After some 10 minutes we stopped at the meeting point, where all the bikers gather before driving out together. Gavin seemed to be friends or at least seemed to know almost all of the other bikers. Some 30 minutes later, when everyone was gathered, everyone got on their bikes and we all drove out in two long lines.
It was clearly different to drive down the highway on the back of the bike than it was sitting in the car. All the time, I had to hold on tightly to Gavin, because I was afraid to fall down. I couldn't relax, stretch out my legs, put on some radio or just chat with him, like you could in the car. But chasing the wind like this -was without a doubt interesting. It felt like Gavin was driving way faster than 120km/h (74 m/h). It surprised me, how organized these bikers all drove. All the way, Gavin kept on the right row, between this Suzuki light green bike and some very loud bike behind him. On our left drove this white/blue Yamaha bike, to my surprise, a woman was driving it.
Finally we got to our destination point. I have no idea how long the ride was. To me, it seemed like some 30 - 40 minutes. Gavin stopped in the parking lot and turned his head to look over his shoulder. He lifted up his visor "You can get off. I will park the bike."
Getting off seemed easier than getting on. Once I was off the bike, Gavin move his bike over to where others were parking as well. Slowly, he backed his bike back, till he was in line with others bikes. Meanwhile I struggled to open the helmet. But once I got the snap open, I took the helmet off. Looking over to Gavin, I see him taking his helmet off as well. He then waved me over to him.
"You can put the jacket back in here," He says getting off his bike and opening the secret trunk "It can be very hot walking around in that jacket."
Quickly I took off the jacket and handed it to Gavin. He put both, his and mine (well, also his) jacket away. He leaves his helmet on the handle, but he puts the one, which I was holding on to, in the backpack that was stuck on the bike in front of his seat.
"How did you like it?" He asked as we followed the crowd to the building
"It was...um...interesting" I wasn't sure how to describe it. It was a new experience for sure. A little scary, but fun at the same time.
"Was I driving too fast?"
"How fast were you driving?" I ask curiously glancing to him briefly
"The top speed at one point was 160 km/h (99m/h). But most of the time, it was around 120 -140." He explains to me simply
"That...that is...that's fast" I can't say I would ever drive with a car that fast. It didn't really feel safe. But I can't say there was a moment, when I thought we would fall.
"You were holding on to me tightly," Gavin said with a smirk on his lips "More tighter than anyone ever has" I think my cheeks turned into the color bright pink and I looked down to the ground as we kept on walking towards the building.
"I certainly enjoyed it" Gavin chuckles back "You could hold on to me like that all the time and I wouldn't mind it," Well, he certainly was not afraid to say what he was thinking and feeling
Just when I thought I was gaining my cheek color back, Gavin said something that made me blush all over again "You are so cute when you blush!" I don't know what to reply to that, so I just keep silent and I let my pink cheeks answer him.
We got in the building and waited till everyone gathered around. Once we were all there, a guide walked up to us and we followed him through some doors to outside, to the vineyard. There was a huge field of grapes. I didn't even see the end to it.
We were allowed to taste some of the different grapes they grow there. Not that I could tell the grapes apart. They all tasted the same for me. Gavin felt the same way. After we saw the vineyard, we went to the basement, to see where and how the wine is made.
Gavin and I were walking side by side somewhere in the middle of the crowd. Most of the time, we were talking about the wine making process and all the interesting objects we saw in the battlement. When the guide had gotten to the place where he showed us where all the wine was stored till it mellows, Gavin stops in his tracks and stops me along with him, by holding on to my hand.
"What?" I ask looking back at him
"Just wait," Gavin said and waited till everyone behind us walks pass us
"We are falling behind," I said worried, glancing to the crowd in front of us, that were now walking further and further away from us. He grabs my hand and pulls me to the side, to the brick wall. When my back hits the brick wall, Gavin presses his right hand on the brick wall right next to my head.
For a moment we just stand there, looking at one another. The intensity of how he was looking at me, was high. I swallow back a lump in my throat. My heart was beating faster as I waited for him to say something. My eyes time by time, traveled down to his lips, as I wondered how his lips would feel on mine, what it would feel like to kiss him.
"I'm gonna kiss you," Gavin tell me bluntly, my eyes quickly move back to his eyes
But when I look to his eyes, he looks down to my lips. And the next thing I know, his lips touches mine, for a deep kiss. The kiss did not end after few seconds, it only got more intense. Our tongues met and danced around when he moved his right hand from the wall to my cheek. His left hand ended up on my hip and he pulled me closer to him.
Once we pull apart, I am left standing in quite some shock. Both of his hands now rested on my hips. The kiss was way better than I thought it would be. His lips were so soft. I was left for wanting more. To be honest, I felt a little weak in my knees. My heart was beating fast and strong in my chest because of the excitement.
"Thank you!" I blur out. I don't know what I was thinking when I said that. Now that I think about it some more – I was not thinking.
"Thank you?" Gavin asked back confused and raised his eyebrow at me
"I-I don't...know why I said…that" I managed to strutted back
It was kind of hard for me to talk. I could not think straight. All I was thinking about was his sweet, moist lips on mine. What made it worse, was that he had not taken one step back from me. We still stood just inch away from one another. I felt his cologne, it was quite strong scent, but I liked it. His hands still rested on my hips.
"Don't do that," he whispered at me
"What?" I looked up to his hazel eyes
"Bite your lip. It drives me crazy," I did not know I was biting my lip. I must have done it unknowingly. I am not going to lie, I find him incredibly attractive.
"It does?" I ask back curious and bite the side of my lips again. This time I was aware of it. I can't believe I just teased him.
"Yes," He pulled my hips even closer to his. Gavin leaned closer. At first, both of our heads were tilted to the right and in that position, he only gave me a quick kiss on my lips. But when he leaned out a little, Gavin tilted his head to other side, I adjusted. He pressed his lips to mine once again, this time, for much longer kiss. At first, I rest my hands on his upper arms, but as the kiss deepened, I moved my hands over his shoulder.
When we pull out of the kiss, we smile to one another. Yeah, both of us certainty enjoyed this.
"I have been wanting to kiss you for days now," He said honestly and then took one stop back and held his hand out "Come on, we are falling behind!"
I slipped my hand in his palm without hesitation. We interlocked out fingers and walked the direction the crowd went, now holding each others hand.
Amy POV
It was little over 10 in the evening, when Cooper drove me back to my house. When we pulled up to the house, I was surprised to see the house completely dark. There wasn't a single light in the house.
"It looks like Callie is sleeping," Cooper said looking to the house as well as he stopped the car almost by the neighbors house.
"It's Saturday. She's probably in her room, on her laptop watching some movie or chatting with Mackenzie or Mariana over the Skype"
Cooper took in a breath and exhaled "You are probably right,"
I glanced to Cooper and offered "You could stay the night. I miss cuddling up to you and waking up next to you"
"Oh..." He moved his eyebrows up "So you finally admitted it"
"Admit what?" I ask innocently
"That you are the cuddly type," Cooper grins back at me and a moment later he leans over the seat to kiss me. We both pull back from the kiss, when a bright headlight shine on our car. The bike drove pass Cooper's car, made a U turn and parked behind Cooper's car, just in front of my house.
"Who the hell is that?" I ask looking out the car back window. Cooper was looking at the bike as well. The driver of the motorbike turned off the headlight and he took off his helmet. Someone got off from the back of the bike and took the helmet off as well.
"Is that-" Cooper said squinting his eyes to see better in the dark as the person from the back now walked to stand right next to the bike. It was definitely Callie. I can recognize her anywhere.
"Oh, hell no!" I mutter to myself and get out of the car right the second it seemed like she was about to kiss the driver
"Callie Quinn Scott!" I call out her name the moment I stepped out of the car
Callie instantly stood up straight, pulling away from the kiss and turned to me, now with a panic filled look in her eyes. She was holding the helmet in her hand. When I got closer to her, I noticed she has some sort of bike jacket on her. I can't believe she was on the back of that bike. The closer I got to her, the more scared she got. I heard Cooper walk up the bike as well.
"Get in the house!" I tell Callie sternly. I was not playing around.
"Hey man!" The guy on the bike said to Cooper super casually, like they were some sort of bro's or something
"Don't!" Cooper replied clearly not liking his attitude "You should leave!"
"But mom-" Meanwhile Callie tried to argue with me, but it won't happen. Not this time. I snatch the helmet she was holding in her hands and shove it to the guy's chest "You - Leave!"
I turn back to Callie and point my finger to the house again "I said - get in the house!"