"Get out of the driver's seat." my partner commands.
I blink my eyes multiple times, trying to think of what is going on. "We supposed to be on a call?"
"No. Just get out of the drivers seat." She opens her door, and gets out.
I get out too, rubbing my eyes. "What happened?"
"I want to do something Andrew." she replies, a cheeky smile on her face. Oh this can't be happening. "We're about to either interrupt someone's tiktok, wake someone up, or go check on that car."
My heart stops. "NO. We are not about to go find some people fucking each other in their car. It's none of our business."
She starts laughing. "This is going to be great."
We turn on our lights and sirens and suddenly we're driving down to the Lowe's parking lot.
"Come on wake up kids. It's morning." She shouts into the PA system.
From this far away I can see them going all over each other. "I swear those 2 are high schoolers."
"No shit." she says. "No plug your phone in, and play the best song for this situation."
Plugging my phone into the car, I finally crack a smile. "This wasn't a bad idea."
"Totally. This is always the best part." she adjusts her hat, and pulls up next to the car, and rolling down my window.
She gets of the car with a flashlight, shining it into the car. She winks at me and taking my cue I play "Die Young", on full volume. I really don't care at this point if this is against regulations.
I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you're here in my arms-They stare at us like 2 deer caught in headlights. Me and Erika l start laughing hysterically, high fiving.
They separate and roll down their windows.
"Everything okay officers?" the guy asks.
"We should be asking you that." I say pausing the song, and getting out of the car. "Licenses and registration."
"I'm LT. Johnson's daughter." the girl says.
"Well your mother will be disappointed with you doing this." Erika clutches onto the collar of her bulletproof vest. "Now, do what the guy told you to."
With their licenses in my hand, I look at her, all happy escorting the duo into the car. That must be the best encounter I've had all night.
Hello. I am Andrew.
K-9 Officer Andrew Roberts, badge number 14188. And a part time SWAT operator.You're asking why I have a human partner instead of a furry one?
Well, it just so happens, my dog is recovering from a bullet wound received when we ran an operation with the SWAT team. Sadly, I am not able to stay with him at home, and instead was commanded by Sergeant Thatcher to get right back to work once Caesar came home. And then Erika decided she wanted to rid herself of her partner for a few days, so we were thrown onto patrol duty together.
Stupid right? Well not as stupid as his personal life... don't mind that comment.
He paid his second "wife" 70k in alimony, just to find out they were never married and that he technically did not need to give her that money. And since she is dirt poor, she can't return the money. What a pity.
Anyways, back to the topic of my partner, Caesar will be back on the force in a few days time, finally ridding me of Erika, and returning me to the normalcy of my usual day.
"Are you going to drive or not dumbass?" Erika urges, pushing me into the cruiser.
I'll be back!
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