9-1-1 Lone Star Rewrite// Marjan Marwani Fanfic

Studs

"You haven't been home in two days. I'm guessing things between you and Marjan are getting serious". Grace smiled, as her and I sat in the lounge.

"I love her. She makes me happy and besides, I know you and Judd were itching to get me out of here,so you can have Jace time". I smirked.

"What is a Jace?" She chuckled, confused.

"It's yours and my brother's ship name. Ya know, Grace and Judd equals Jace or if you prefer Grudd, although that sounds like a nasty disease". I said.

"I think I prefer Jace". She chuckled.
"Although he's still not... Well, never mind". She said and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What?" I asked worriedly.

"Mm-mm. No". She waved off, taking a sip of her wine.

"Grace, come on. Tell me". I urged and she sighed

"He's just been distant. And you know, I'm trying to be patient, but its been a minute since we were intimate". She explained.

"So.....how many minutes are we talking bout, exactly?". I asked her.

"Since the accident". She replied and I went wide eyed.

"Four months worth of minutes? Grace, you have to do something about this". I gasped.

"How, he won't touch me anymore". She complained.

"You need to take control. Like, fifty shades of Grace". I shrugged.

"Fifty shades of What?" She said, pulling a face.

"I've lived with you guys for three years. These walls aren't exactly thick, ya know". I scoffed.

"I'm Serious,Cass, what should I do?' She sighed.

"Like I said, take control. Anyway, I have to go. I'll stay with Marjan tonight, so y'all can have some privacy". I told her, getting up to hug her, then walking out the house.

Later that night, Marjan and I were seated in the lounge, with my legs over her lap.

"Remember that lady from the strip club that had glitter in her eyes". She asked and I looked at her.

"Yeah". I answered.

"She has a thing for Paul". She smiled.

"Oh my god, I heard. T.k told me that she came by the station today and gave him a brisket". I said excitedly.

"Do you think he'll take her out". She asked and I shrugged.

"If he knows what's good for him. I mean, she's hot". I answered, Making her pinch my thigh.

"Ow, what? She is". I whined and she glared at me.

"Really? You're gonna say that in front of me?" She scoffed.

"I didn't mean it like that. All I'm saying is that she'll make a perfect match for him". I explained.

"That's true. Do you think she knows that he's trans". She asked.

"No idea. But that shouldn't matter. I mean they're both attracted to each other. Why should him being trans get in the way?" I shrugged.

"The same way my religion got in the way of us. She could be a heavy Christian or whatever she believes in". She commented.

"Yeah, but you told the people at the mosque to go screw themselves. She could do the same". I added.

"Not everyone is as cool as me". She smirked.

"Or as hot". I smiled and she scoffed.

"Hey, why do you wear your Hijab in front of everyone else, but when we're alone, you don't?". I asked confused.

"Because, you're my partner and you're allowed to see the whole of me". She answered.

"So, it's like seeing you naked?" I asked and she chuckled.

"Yeah, something like that". She answered.

"Oh. I feel special". I smiled.

"You are special". She added.

"That was so cheesy". I snorted.

"Shut up and kiss me". She chuckled.

"I leaned over and placed a small Kiss to her lips and pulled away.

"Is that all i get?" She pouted and I smiled.

"No. Come with me". I said and she looked confused.

"Where?" She asked and I rolled my eyes before getting up and taking my shirt off.

"Does that answer your question?". I smirked.

Marjan got up off the couch, before picking me up and throwing me over her shoulder, making me laugh.