Sharing Expenses by LadyCommish
This is my first Picket Fences fanfiction although I have written
fanfiction for the X-files, Boston Public, The Commish, Lois and Clark, and
Sound of Music. I do not own any of these characters and do not profit from
the stories. Please Read and Review.
Deputy Kenny Lacos entered the Sheriff's department a few minutes early for
his shift. He loved the 7-3 shift, because, as this was Rome, only one of
two men would be on midnights and the office was clean and quiet when he
arrived.
Kenny entered the office and looked around, not noticing that anyone else
had come before him so there was no fresh coffee made and no bagels or
doughnuts on the cabinet. The only coffee was the sludge left over from
the midnight shift. Carefully, Kenny emptied out the pot, rinsed it through
and began to brew another fresh pot. It was then that he heard a small
sound coming from inside one of the interrogation rooms.
"Good morning, Deputy," Sheriff Jimmy Brock greeted before Kenny had a
chance to see what was going on inside the interrogation room, "you're
early."
"Yeah, so where is everybody? There couldn't have been much action last
night, I had the scanner on, I didn't hear a thing," Kenny commented,
pouring himself a cup of the freshly brewed coffee.
"No? Well, it was just the usual night in Rome, although several speeding
tickets were issued and Skeeter and Dalton did bring in one drunk and
disorderly. Other than that, smooth sailing."
"A D&D, huh? Is that whose in IR 1?" Kenny asked his boss and friend,
"Usually we put them in holding to sleep it off."
"We did put him in holding to sleep it off," Jimmy told his Deputy, "Why?
Is there someone in there?"
"I thought I heard something," Kenny told Jimmy, when out of the corner of
his eye, a flash of red caught his attention and Kenny new exactly who was
in the interrogation room. He also knew what Jimmy would do if he caught
here there, so he hastened to attract Jimmy's attention elsewhere. "I must
have imagined it, anyway, want a cup of coffee?"
Jimmy shrugged off Kenny's weird behavior as morning after syndrome, a
condition his young deputy often acquired on his nights off, and took the
offered cup of Joe. Kenny meanwhile turned and made his way to the
interrogation room to interrogate the lovely and slightly disoriented
Deputy Stewart.
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