Help Her

Bad Boys

A/N Sorry about the late update! My internet went out yesterday afternoon and didn't come back on until really late at night so I couldn't finish this until now.

But anyway, please relax and enjoy the read!

~Princess <3

*District 21: Bullpen*

Ana was pacing around the Office, seemingly waiting for something, when she spotted Trudy coming up the stairs with a few Officers in light blue uniforms behind her. The brunette, knowing exactly what this was, grabbed a small stack of files and rushed over to Alvin's desk. It was vacant of all the man's belongings but still had a pencil holder and a few photos on it. She sat down in the chair and the Desk Sergeant, resisting the urge to look smug, kept a blank expression as she led the Officers into the large area.

"As I said, it's being used by one of the Sergeants up here and you can't take it so please get the Hell out of my District." Trudy snapped, gesturing towards her best friend.

The Officers stared at Ana for a bit, but she just casually flipped to the next page in the file before grabbing a pen from the holder and scribbling something on it. One sighed and they all glared at the Desk Sergeant before disappearing back down the stairs. The brunette finally looked up, locking eyes with Trudy, and the other woman nodded before heading back to her post. Ana gazed back down with a smirk and even Hank, who was leaning back on Hailey's desk, cracked a small smile.

"The heck was that about?" Kim inquired, coming out from behind hers.

Adam and Kevin both glanced over from theirs, confused as well.

"They wanted to take Al's desk." The older man replied, standing up straight. "Ana wasn't gonna let that happen."

Everyone turned to give her a bunch of grateful looks, only to find that the brunette now had Alvin's hat in her hands and was holding it up to her nose. She seemed to be contemplating something before sighing and putting it on. The members of the Intelligence Unit, Hank included, all gazed at her softly as they found that it suited her surprisingly well.

"Guys, my CI's story checks out." Antonio called as he appeared at the top of the stairs and rushed over to Hank. "There's been incident reports at six different restaurants in Little Village. They have to be robbers."

He glanced at Ana and instantly held an expression that matched everyone else's.

"Then why aren't the Robbery Dicks on it?" The older man inquired, grabbing the Detective's attention again.

"Well, if it's Little Village that means it's immigrants." Kim pointed out. "Probably too scared to file a report. Don't want to get deported."

Hank released a grunt in reply.

"That's right. No complaint, no crime." Antonio agreed. "So I say we put boots on ground, monitor calls over the zone. Maybe we catch 'em in the act."

"Or, maybe we find a needle in a haystack." Adam retorted, dryly.

"We're dealing with a crew that's preying on the most vulnerable people in the city." The Detective snapped, whirling on the younger man.

"I know and I feel bad for 'em, but we got a lot going on." He countered. "If they're not gonna work with us-"

"It's our job to find a way." Antonio cut him off with a glare.

"Wait- wait, there's a call going over City-Wide right now." Kevin spoke up, shooting out of his seat with a radio in hand. "Possible armed robbery in progress saying shots fired in the Little Village."