Chapter 1 - Last Night

01-08-2010, 22:00 - JPOV

"So, Whitlock, you ready for this man?" boomed the voice Emmett McCarty from across the parking lot.

"Hell yeah, son!" I shot back, grinning widely. A huge man, McCarty stood about 6'8" and weighed about 300. He was intimidating to say the least, until you got to know him. Once you got past the sheer size of him and got to know him better, you realized just what a teddy bear he was. Thankfully though, the criminals of Chicago didn't know that. Emmett and I had been patrol partners in the Chicago PD for the past 5 years, since after we passed our post-academy probationary period. We had befriended each other during our academy days and when I received my first assignment and found out Emmett was going to be my partner, I was both excited and relieved. At least I wasn't going to have to get used to somebody new. Now five years later, we were the best of friends and he was even my brother-in-law, marrying my sister Rosalie less than a year ago. Emmett was also very supportive of the fact that I was openly gay, which was a rarity in the CPD. I had taken a lot of shit from my fellow officers at first, but Emmett's acceptance seemed to back most of them off.

Tonight was our last night on patrol. We had both decided to take the Detective's examination the last time it was offered, and by the grace of God, we scored high enough to be promoted. On Monday, we started our new positions and, while we would still be somewhat in the line of fire, we wouldn't face the risks of being the first ones to a scene. Emmett was doubly excited because with his new position and the upgrade in pay, he and Rosalie had decided that it was time to try for a baby. Plus, we would be switching from night to day shift, making everyone's life a bit easier.

"Well, let's get a move on then. I'm ready to get this over with," Emmett said. We approached the squad car and Emmett dug in his pocket pulling out a quarter. "What's it going to be tonight? Heads or tails?"

This was our nightly ritual while on patrol. Emmett always wanted to drive but he drove like my 90-year-old grandmamma. His theory was that we were supposed to serve as examples to the driving public. My theory was that they gave us a V-8 engine and a siren for a reason, you might as well use it. I waited until he tossed the coin in the air and said, "Tails," with a slight smirk.

"Dude, it's always tails with you!" laughed Emmett.

"But of course, dear brother-in-law, that's the best part." I threw him a wink and watched as he caught the coin in one palm, and then turned it onto the back of his left hand.

"Heads it is! Emmett snickered, doing a happy dance near the driver's side of the squad car. "Toss me the keys, chief. No tails for you tonight."

We both entered the squad car and I watched with amusement as Emmett adjusted the seat and attempted to fit his huge frame into the car. After a few minutes of seat adjustments, logging into the CPD mainframe on our portable laptop unit, and checking in with dispatch, we rolled out onto the streets of South Chicago to start our last shift.

01-09-2010, 02:00 – EMPOV

So far our shift had been pretty quiet. A few traffic stops and one bar fight, which was not much given we were out of District 7 and patrolled Englewood. District 7 was known for its high crime rate and gang activity, and Jasper and I had spent many a day thankful that we were still alive. I was looking forward to my new post in Narcotics up in District 16 – Jefferson Park, which had a much lower crime rate and was closer to home. Rosie was much happier too. I know the late night shifts and the worry were starting to get to her, so when Jasper mentioned the Detective's Examination, I was on board in hurry.

Jasper, however, was assigned to the gang unit in District 4, another high crime area in the South Side. Rosie was worried, but Jasper was excited, saying it would give him the chance to do more good. Jasper and Rosie were twins, and moved here from Texas over 7 years ago. Jasper to attend the academy and Rosie to start at the University of Chicago. Both had blond hair and blue eyes, but that's where the similarities ended. I liked to call Rosie my Amazon warrior, since she stood at almost 6 feet, had a banging body, and could cut you off at the knees with one well directed glare. She didn't let many people in, but once she befriended you she was fiercely loyal. Jasper, on the other hand, was as laid back as they come. Honestly, he looked like he should be out tokin' it up and surfing rather than patrolling the streets of Chi-Town. That laid back manner and slow Southern drawl had been an asset though, especially in some of the high-stress situations we had gotten ourselves into.

"When you are y'all going to give me that niece or nephew I've been waiting on?" drawled out Jasper.

"Well, you know, practice makes perfect, but Rosie stopped taking the pill a couple of weeks ago, so we'll see. The doctor says it could take a while," I replied while flashing my dimpled grin and waggling my eyebrows.

Jasper snorted to himself, "I don't need to hear about the practice sessions, but I can't wait to spoil a little Rose or Emmett."

Jasper was almost more excited than I was about the idea of Rosie and me trying for a baby. I knew that part of that came from the fact that he was gay and it was difficult for most gay couples to adopt. But I think he tried to satisfy his desire for kids by all the work he did with Big Brothers and Sisters and the other afterschool programs in our district.

I pulled the squad car over to a little 24 hour taco stand that we frequented and Jasper called in our lunch break to dispatch. As we exited the car, I asked, "How was your date the other night? Rosie said you went to a Sox game with some dude name Garrett?"

"Eh – it was okay, but he wasn't really my type. My friend Kate set us up, she thought we'd be perfect for each other, but no spark," Jasper noted as he perused the menu overhead.

"Don't worry, man. I'm sure you'll find the right one someday," I said.

"I don't know, Emmett. I'm tired of the games. I want a serious relationship, someone to spend the rest of my life with and it seems most of the guys out there are just looking for Mr. Right Now, " responded Jasper, looking a little defeated.

"Keep your chin up chief, you'll get there. In the meantime, let's get some tacos – I'm starving!"


A/N - This is my first fan-fic, I'd love to hear what you think so far...