Briefing was nearing an end and Logan still had no clue who his T.O. was. He was getting anxious. He was all fidgety in his seat. "Calm down, Logan," Grossie said holding him still.
"Oh, and one more thing," Getraer said. "Logan, as a new motorcycle officer, you will be assigned a training officer. Kiara, you will be his training officer," he added. Logan breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he'd never find out.
"Woo wee, Logan you're riding with me!" Kiara hollered excitedly. Logan then shared a glance with Ponch.
"Why couldn't I have gotten you?" he asked. Ponch laughed.
"You'll enjoy Kiara. She's nice," Ponch replied.
"I know that, she was my very first friend," Logan replied.
Lilly smiled. "Besides, Ponch is too worried about Brittany to focus on training someone," she teased
"Haha very funny," Ponch said sticking his tongue out at Lilly. She only laughed as Jolene chuckled.
"Well, let's get to work," Kiara said as she came over and grabbed Logan's hand. Jon chuckled.
"Well, Ponch. I guess we should head out.." he said.
"Oh, alright...bye, Britt," Ponch said. He was still hugging her. "I don't wanna let go of you," Ponch admitted as he gave her another kiss. A tear rolled down his cheek.
Brittany smiled and poked his cheek. "Don't worry, hon. You'll be home soon. Besides, we all know you. You'll most likely find a reason to stop by every chance you get. And Jon will cover for you...and Sarge will be a little upset...then he'll get over it...then you'll continue on," she says. Ponch brightens a little.
"You got that right, love," he replied then kissed her again.
"Let's go, before you become too attached," Jon said pulling Ponch away from Brittany. The dark-haired off-duty officer laughed as Jon dragged Ponch out of the briefing room. She turned to Getraer and smiled.
"I know you heard that," she told him.
"Yeah, and you have no idea how true that is," Sarge replied. Soon Ponch rushed back in.
"Brittany, you never gave me a kiss goodbye," he said a sad expression on his face. Brittany chuckled kissed him goodbye.
"There. Now go, before Jon comes back in and drags you back out," she said, with a laugh.
"Okay, see ya," Ponch said turning and leaving. Then he peeked his head back in. "I'll make sure to be home for supper," he said. He was about to say more, but they all saw a hand come around the corner. Jon's hand, it grabbed Ponch and pulled him away. Then Brittany saw Ponch's hand stick back in and wave bye. Then quickly disappear.
Brittany laughed. "Well, he ain't going to be able to get away from Jon this time..." she said. Joe nodded.
"Let me take you home," he offered. Brittany nodded with a smile.
"Thanks. I had to take a cab to get here..." she said.
"Well, have a great day, Mrs. Poncherello," Logan said politely as he and Kiara headed for the door.
"Bye, Brittany...bye Brittany's babies," Kiara said waving. Logan grinned and walked out the door.
"Bye, you guys!" she said.
Sarge led her out the other briefing room door and outside to a cruiser. Ponch was just leaving with Jon. He had been sitting on his bike talking for a while. He saw Brittany and Getraer walk out. He began to hop off his bike, but Jon put a hand on his shoulder and forcefully sat him back down.
"Not this time, partner. We really need to go," Jon said. Ponch sat there and pouted a few seconds. "Ponch, you'll see her tonight. Now put your helmet on and let's get going." Ponch made a sad face. He looked over towards Brittany then smiled.
"Jon, she's got twins," he said. Jon rolled his eyes.
"Ponch, come on."
"I don't think we'll name either of 'em after you," Ponch added glaring at Jon. Jon shook his head slightly. Ponch's glare disappeared and a smile crept across his face. Then he chuckled.
"Okay, okay we can go now," he said as he fastened his chin strap. Then started his motor and off they went.
oOoOo
Logan sat on his bike on the side of the freeway. Watching the smooth traffic flow with Kiara.
Back at the station, a very out-of-breath officer entered Getraer's office. Sarge looked up and sighed.
"About time you showed up, Jason. I was about to call you," he said, phone in hand.
"Sor..Sorry I'm late..my alarm clock was broken and I woke up late..." he panted.
"Yeah, Yeah. You missed briefing, by the way. Just head out on patrol," Joe said. Jason nodded and left. As Jason was walking towards the door. It swung open smacking him in the face. The person who had opened it gasped.
"Oh my gosh, Jason I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to...are you okay?" Ponch reached his hand out and put it on Jason's shoulder. "I'm really sorry, buddy"
"It's alright, really," Jason said while holding his nose. That was now a little red and tender.
"Do you want some ice?" Ponch asked. "I can get you some," he offered. Jason waved it off.
"No, I'm fine," he replied.
"You sure?" Ponch asked. Jason was about to once again tell Ponch he was fine when he noticed something.
"Ponch, what happened to your eye?" Jason asked. Ponch's gaze suddenly dropped to the floor.
"N-N-Nothing…" he replied. Getraer was walking over to see what the commotion was. He saw three officers standing in the doorway. Jason was holding his nose. Jon was still trying to get in, and Ponch was staring at the floor.
"What's going on here?" Getraer asked. All three snapped their attention to Getraer.
"Oh...hey, Sarge…" Ponch said waving slowly.
"Poncherello, what happened?" Getraer asked.
"I hit Jason with a door," Ponch replied.
"That's how you got a black eye?" Getraer questioned. Ponch suddenly tensed up realizing Getraer had seen him already. That whole plan of sneaking over to Bonnie and borrowing makeup to cover that up suddenly didn't matter anymore. What was the point. Getraer already found him out.
"I...uh…" Ponch started not sure how to explain. Jon noticing his partner's lose for words piped up.
"He got into a fight. We pulled someone over, and it was a violent person," Jon said. Getraer nodded.
"Follow me, Frank," he said. Ponch began to follow Getraer and instantly Getraer noticed a limp. Ponch couldn't even fully straighten his left leg. He decided the best thing to do was to get Ponch to his office so they could have a little chat. So he led him that way. Ponch was following, and wishing that Jon or Jason would come too. Once they were in his office, Getraer turned around. Ponch closed the door.
"What exactly happened in the fight, Frank?" he asked, sitting on the edge of his desk. Ponch was silent. He tried to straighten his leg and stand up normally, but then winced in pain. His eyes squeezed shut and his fists clenched as he tried to fight the pain, or at least wait for it to calm down.
"Can...can I sit down?" he asked finally. Getraer nodded and quickly pulled out a chair for him. Ponch smiled.
"Thanks, Sarge." he slowly eased into the chair. Still sore from the fight. "So, we pulled over this guy...his friend didn't want us to pull them over. So as soon as I walked up I was smacked with a door. I was hit so hard it knocked me down. I tried to get up, but by that time the guy was on top of me. He must've been like two hundred fifty pounds! Me only being one hundred sixty pounds didn't like having a big guy like that sitting on me. I could hardly breathe!" Ponch stopped and took a deep breath enjoying being able to breathe again.
"Well, we'll have to get that leg of yours checked out at the hospital. I'll have Jon take you in a cruiser," Joe said.
"Dang it…" Ponch said sadly. Soon they heard a knock on the door.
"Hey, Sarge? Can I come in?" Kiara asked.
"Uh...sure," Getraer replied. He watched the door open. Kiara walked in, and saw Ponch sitting there.
"Oh, baby you got hurt," she said. She blew him a kiss. "I hope it don't hurt too bad," she added. Ponch made a face.
"I'm okay, Kiara. Don't worry...but hey now I get to go see Brittany sooner!" Ponch said suddenly brightening at the thought.
Getraer smiled. "Although, I don't think she'll be very happy to know that you're hurt.." he said.
"Oh, who cares...I'll be home with her!"
"That is true," he said.
oOoOoOo
Brittany was happily listening to the police radio she somehow got Jon to install in the kitchen while she was making some cookies. That was, until she heard the dispatcher.
'7 Mary 3 and 4, repeat last transaction.'
A minute passes by with no response.
'7 Mary 3 and 4. Do you copy?'
Again, no response. She turned the radio up a little. Then, another voice comes in. It was Getraer's voice.
'LA this is S-4. I found their cruiser, but it seems the officers are missing. Kiara's gone as well," he reports.
Worried, Brittany turns off the oven so the cookies don't burn and grab her keys. She couldn't just stand-by while her family is missing. She had to find them.
oOoOo
Jon sat tied up in the back of a moving van. It was dark and had a horrid smell, as if a skunk had been inside. There was a card table in the back that was covered in dust. You could tell by the looks of everything back there that it hadn't been used in years. Jon sneezed from the dust that had just come his way when the driver made a sharp turn.
"Oh, someone's awake." He heard a man with a deep voice say. Then he saw someone moving around up front. It was too dark in the van to see what the guys looked like but he could at least see a silhouette of the evil characters. One was a larger man with huge biceps. The other was smaller, and had long hair. The van drove by an area that brought in some light, allowing Jon to see some of the van's setup. He could see Kiara near the back tied up and gagged. Ponch was nearby him, unconscious and tied up like him and Kiara. Jon also noticed a small bit of dried up blood on Ponch's face. Jon saw Kiara's eyes open. She and Jon both shared the same glance. Jon then looked at Ponch, then back to Kiara and nodded his head. Kiara relaxed a bit. She was afraid that they had killed Ponch. Jon and Kiara both looked towards the drivers. He noticed they weren't looking at them at the moment so he looked back to Ponch. He saw that Ponch was still breathing so he sighed in relief. Kiara was trying to get her hands free. The ropes tied around her wrists were cutting them the more she tried. So she stopped and scooted closer towards Jon. She got close to Ponch. She finally broke free of her ropes then ripped the gag out. Jon was just staring with a blank stare.
"Sorry, I've done this a million times in the past," she whispered. Jon just nodded. She got closer to Ponch. "Hey, baby are you okay?" she asked. She brushed her fingers gently across his face. She was trying to find where the blood was coming from. Then she reached into her pocket and pulled out a handkerchief and started to dab up the blood with it. "You'll feel much better when I'm done," she said.
The van suddenly stopped and Jon slightly kicked Kiara. "Hey, isn't that one of them?" the driver asked.
"Yeah, She's off-duty. But still one of them," the other guy said.
"Stay here and keep an eye on them," the passenger said and got out of the car.
"Alright, Bob," the driver said. Soon, there was the sound of a scuffle, and a muffled female's scream outside. The driver climbed into the back and saw Kiara free.
"Hey!" he shouted, grabbing her and tying her back up, making sure the bonds were tied tighter. A moment after Kiara was tied up again, the back door opened.
"She put up a fight, even when she's pregnant.." Bob said, dragging the now tied-up female into the van and set her next to Jon. The doors closed and the two went back into the front.
"B-Brittany?" Kiara asked. They had never gagged her this time. "Are you okay?"
"Well, in a little pain..." Brittany answered. "What's happening?" she asked.
"I wish I knew...are your babies safe still?" Kiara asked. Jon just stared with wide, worried eyes. It seemed as if the passenger felt slightly bad and reached over and took off Jon's gag.
"Thanks," Jon said. Unsure as to why the heck he even did that.
"How'd you guys get caught?" Brittany asked him.
"Well, we pulled over to help Kiara with her bike. Ponch got out, and that guy that he'd fought with earlier showed up…" Jon started. He stopped seeing that Kiara was still waiting rather impatiently for Brittany to answer her question.
Brittany, upon realizing this, turned to Kiara. "The babies are fine. They didn't hit my belly, thankfully," she told her. Kiara smiled brightly.
"Thank God!" Kiara exclaimed. Bob turned and faced the prisoners.
"Quiet down back there!" he yelled.
"Sorry," Kiara replied.
She nodded and scooted closer to Ponch. Brittany wished she could help him, clean off the blood, run her fingers through his hair. Her eyes started to water.
"Are you okay, hun?" Kiara asked.
"Yeah...I-It just hurts to see him in so much pain...and he isn't even awake.." she said softly, not looking up from her husband.
"He'll be okay," Kiara said. As soon as she spit out those words, the van came to a stop. It was so abrupt it threw Kiara forward into the card table. She had no time to brace herself. "Ouch! Warn us next time!" she yelled. Bob laughed.
"Sorry, doll," he said. Kiara rolled her eyes.
"Don't call me 'doll' I'm already married, creep!" Bob unbuckled and opened his door. After he climbed out of the van he opened the back. He grabbed tightly around Kiara's wrists and yanked her outside. Kiara glared at him. "You don't have to pull so hard," she said.
"Whatever," Bob replied.
Brittany stayed quiet as Bob took Kiara someplace she didn't know.
"We made it to your new home. It'll be your home for a while until you leave…" Brian started then cackled. Brittany huffed at the dude. Brian smiled,
"Hello, beautiful. You ready to go inside?" he asked, grabbing her arm. Brittany didn't want to leave Ponch, so she put up a little fight.
"If you want to stay alive you'd best hold still," Brian threatened. She nodded and quit fighting. Brian led her inside. Soon she was locked in a small room with Kiara. It was cold, so clearly their air conditioning worked. There was one bed in the room, and there was a fluffy comforter on it.
"Well, you can lay down if you're tired," Kiara said, while she paced the floor.
"I can't just lay down at a time like this," Brittany replied rather sharply. Kiara had a somewhat hurt confused expression on her face.
"Sorry," she said. But then remember Brittany was pregnant, and probably experiencing some mood swings. That explained the sudden agitation or whatever that was in her voice and actions. Kiara looked around still hoping to find a way out. She was able to catch a glimpse through a small hole in the wall at what was going on outside of their room.
oOoOo
"Stop pushing us around so much," Jon said.
"You can't boss around your kidnappers, Officer Baker," replied Brian.
"You won't get away with this," Jon growled.
"We already are. Now shut your trap, or your partner will be in more pain," Brian said. Motioning towards Ponch who was being carried by Bob, still unconscious. Jon remained quiet, not wanting his friend to be injured more. Brian and Bob shared a smile knowing they got Jon in a position where he couldn't do anything to stop them. Soon, they were locked into a room away from the girls. Ponch was beginning to stir.