Stay With Me

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

I was frozen. I wanted to say something, but the words just couldn't form. I was just speechless.

"Hello? Anyone home?" he asked, waving her hand in front of my face.

"Oh sorry....I was just thinking that..."

"It would be amazing and the greatest experience ever?!" she said, inturrupting my thought. She was so excited, I can't tell her not to do it.

"Yeah...the best thing ever. I'm really happy for you babe," I told her, planting a fake smile on my face, and pulling her into a hug. "So...you start tomorrow?" I asked, not wanting her to start at all.

"Yep! I could either be like directing traffic, or doing like a real case. It's gonna be so damn cool!" she exclaimed, her eyes lit with excitement. Me, on the other hand, wished she was doing anything else. But, I can stop her from doing what she loves. I care about her. I want her to be happy. But I also want her to be safe.

*-*Next day*-*

**Alexs POV**

"Harry! I'm leaving!" I called from the front room. Harry ran out, in the middle of getting dressed, to say goodbye. He had no shirt on, but was wearing a black pair of jeans, and socks. And man....was he hot. I guess I never took notice of how attractive he was. Until now.

"Like what you see?" he asked, a low chuckle coming from his chest. I blushed, realizing I had been staring. He gave me a big hug, and stayed there for a little. I inhaled the scent of him. The faded smell of his cologne, along with his shampoo. I pressed my head to his chest, listening to his stady heartbeat. We finally parted, said our goodbyes, and I was off. My first day on foot. This should be Intresting...

**At the Station**

"Jones, you'll be with Carter. Hetury, you'll be with Finch. Resse, you'll be with Alliace" our captain called out, pairing everyone with their partner. "Matthews, you'll be with.....Fusco. Good?" he asked me, gesturing to a young guy, maybe a bit older than me, standing at the end of the line. I nodded, as I walked over to greet him.

"Hi! Alex Matthews" I said, sticking out my hand.

"Eliot Fusco" he said, shaking my small hand. We talked about our task and just bonded a bit. We had to rely on each other. We had to save each other. Watch each others backs. Its all about trust. We had a small case. Some dumbass was caught smuggling drugs into work or something. We just had to track him down, and have him put into custody. We put our vests on, and grabbed out badges. We had to go under cover, so we slipped the gun into our inside jacket pocket. This was it. My first real on-foot case.