So I started writing this like, 6 months ago after episode 2x09 Know When To Fold was first aired in the US... see how long I take to type up fics from paper? LOL. I hope people still like Hotcop! This will be a 5 chapter story, and I will post the new chapters every few days. :)

Enjoy! :D


Kevin was watching TV at night in his house when there was a knock at his front door. He frowned, he didn't have any plans for tonight, since he had broken up with Addison only a few hours prior, why would he?

"Coming!" he shouted as he got up and walked to the door. After opening it he came face to face with Addison, in her pyjamas nonetheless. He sighed and leaned against the doorframe.

"Addison." He said, sounding annoyed. "You need to go."

"No." She said firmly. "No. What I need is for you to listen to me. For you to trust me to make my own decisions. I need you to not take everything I do as some kind of patronizing thing! For you to not give up on us at every chance you get!" Her pitch was rising with every word and she would've been making hand gestures, except that her arms were crossed so as to keep warm. His brows were raised as he listened to her speech.

"Addison. We're from two separate worlds-"

"You keep saying that!" She exclaimed. "Ever since Archer came to town…" She paused, and he took the opportunity to jump back in.

"He just opened my eyes to the fact that I don't fit into your world."

"So you don't fit into my 'world'? Who's to say I don't fit in yours? If you would just let me try! You say you see the world differently, then show me how you do. You say that you live differently, let me see! Let me see your house instead of keeping me outside in the cold." Her tone was angry, and she shook her head. "You have a nice doorway, by the way." She muttered this last line and looked down at the floor.

"Addison-" He started, realizing she was mostly right.

"You know what? Screw you Kevin! Screw you. I'm here in my pyjamas, my fucking pyjamas because I couldn't sleep, because I…" She trailed off, blinking back tears when she realised what she was about to say.

He was staring at her wide eyes and apologetic.

"Whatever, you broke your promise, you're one of them." She mumbled and stepped out of his doorway, turning and running to her car before he could do anything.

He groaned and banged his head into the wall, only now knowing really what he had given up.

"Damnit…" He whispered. "Damnit, damnit, damnit."

He had promised her that night, when she told him about Derek and her past, when he thought she was asleep, he'd told her that he wouldn't be another of those guys.

He was now overcome by determination. He wasn't one of those guys that hurt her, and he would get her back even if it meant getting shot again.


"Um, Addison?" Sam called from his porch.

She had been sitting in her car outside her house for the past ten minutes, and he was confused when he saw her get out of her car in her pyjamas.

"Oh… h-hey, Sam." She muttered, trying not to appear upset.

"Are you alright? I mean… you're in your pyjamas…" He asked bewildered.

"I'm fine… goodnight, Sam." She said as she walked up to her front door and let herself in.

It was only ten PM, but she felt exhausted, and angry, and upset. She went to the lounge and lay down on the couch, staring at the wall.

Less than half an hour later there was a knock at her door. She groaned, it was either Kevin or Sam. She hoped it was neither of them. She was too angry to talk to Kevin, and she wasn't in the mood for Sam's unfriendly, yet unhelpful man advice. She opened the door fully ready to send whoever it was back out when she saw it was Naomi. She smiled as best she could.

"Hey, Nae… come in." She forced out brightly.

"Hey, Addie, um, Sam told me you seemed a little… off. Are you okay?" She asked.

"I'm fine. Do you want a coffee?" She offered.

"No thanks."

They drifted towards the lounge and Naomi looked around. "So where's Kevin? Doesn't he practically live with you now?"

"He's…" Addison let out something between a laugh and a sob. "Gone."

Naomi frowned, "What happened?"

"H-he… left, said something along the lines of me seeing the world different than he does."

They simultaneously sat down on the couch.

"What kind of reason is that?" Naomi exclaimed.

"I know…" Tears were pooling in Addison's eyes.

"Oh Addie…" Naomi reached over and hugged her. "I thought he was, well, the perfect guy for you… you seemed so… happy."

"He is a jerk!" Addison declared.

"He's a jerk." Naomi agreed and ran a hand through Addison's hair.

"Why do all the men I love always turn into jerks? Is it something about me?"

"Wait… did you just say you-"

"Love him? Yes… damnit."

"Damnit is damn right. I'm going to get some ice-cream so we can make you… un-love him." Naomi said.

"Good! Because I don't want to love him, I… want to hurt him." Addison said through her tears. "Hurt his perfect face!"

Three hours later, after becoming a little crazy from too much ice-cream, lots of tears on Addison's behalf, attempts at cheering up from Naomi, and also lots of ramblings about stabbing Kevin's gorgeous eyes, lips, chest, etc, Naomi helped Addison up to bed and then went to crash in the guest room.


So... Kevin's hurt Addison... how will he make it up to her and win her back? How will they fix their problems? Review and you may get a hint ;)