There's just inches in between us

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Lucy was in the middle of an undercover mission when she had to pull the plug. It was just getting too dangerous. Only moments after she said the safeword, five shops pulled into the parkinglot. Lucy rose her hands and played her part. Out of all the officers, Sargent Tim Bradford arrested her. His hands wandered across her back, sending shivers across her entire body. He leaned down to her left ear and silenty whisperd: „Are you okay?"  „yeah. I just have a small cut right under my colerbone that burns like hell"   She could feel his warm breath on her neck, her heart flutterd nervously. She wished that he would lean in closer holding her, never letting go. But he was her Sarge, it would be a disaster if they would hook up. 

After the other shops were gone, Tim took the shackles off. He fetched the first-aid-kit from the back of the car and guided her with his hand on her lower back to a bench. They sat down and Tim nervously pulled her yellow sweater a littlebit down, so he could see the nasty cut. As he cleaned her wound his eyes always tried to stick to her boobs and he hat to forcefully keap them on the cut. His cold hands brushed against her warm skin and he could smell her flower-shampoo. He tried to keep his professional mask on his face, but he couldn't help but feel ashamed because of the things he thought about at night. And they were all about Lucy. He kept this secrets, those feelings, locked away in the darkest place of his mind. He couldn't and he wouldn't cross that line. But as he stared into those brown teddybear eyes he couldn't help but think about all the things he wanted to say to her, do with her. Her eyes seemed to scream ‚Fuck me' and he his eyes were filled with hunger. Their faces were dangerously close, he could feel her breath on his face. There wer just inches in between them, and they wanted to give in. But they couldn't. 

Lucy's thoughts were racing. He was like a drug to her and he was sooo close. She saw the lust in his eyes, could tell he was angry because they couldn't. Suddenly a pedestrian walked by and pushed Tim right at her. That was it. The moment. They couldn't stop. Her lips smashed into his and they danced in perfect motion. His hands wandered to her waist pulling her against his body. She cupped his face with her hands, despretly shakin' because she never wanted to stop. Then he pulled away. 

What was he thinking? Kissing Lucy? This could ruin his career, worse Lucy's. He wouldn't be resposible for that. He was still gasping for air, adrenalin rushing through his vains making his heart pound like crazy. He couldn't find any better words, so he said what he had to say. „This was a mistake, I'm sorry Lucy I shouldn't have crossed that line. Let's just forget about it." 

Lucy's world shatterd and she knew Tim could see it. She couldn't say anything so she simply nodded. That night, all she could think about was Tim. To forget it all, she just drank as much alcohol as she could. Little did she know Tim was doing the exact same. After some time she was totally drunk. She called a taxi and told the man Tim's adress. She couldn't stand the distance between them. 

Tim saw that Lucy was standing on his doorstep, although he thought he was hallucinating. In Lucy's hand was a open bottle of tequila. „Timothy open that damn door you dork!"  Tim reeled to the door and slowly opened it, although he still thought Lucy was a hallucination. Why would Lucy call him Timothy if she wasn't? But he had to realise that she was very real when she pushed past him and into his living room. She was clearly drunk. 

„Lucy what 'ya doin' here?", he asked her angrily. „Oh don't play grumpy with me! I know you want me", she pouted. „Doesn't matter. I am your Sargent! We can't be toghether. Ever!", he yelled. 

„You don't get to decide that alone!" Lucy smashed the damn alcohol bottle angrily to the ground. Tim took Lucy's hands. „Luce, stop!"  She tried to free herself from his grip, but instead he pulled her closer. Again there were just inches inbetween them and they gave in. They were addictive to each other, the taste of their lips like whiskey and tequila. 

Tim pushed Lucy against the wall, without even breaking their wild kiss. Lucy jumped and swung her legs around his waist and he carried her to the kitchen counter. „I need you more than i want to!", she whispered breathless into his ear. Tim growled and made her scream her lungs out for him. Right then they were shameless. 


The next morning Tim woke up naked. Lucy was gone. He couldn't remember much, but given he was naked in his bed, he assumed Lucy and him had hooked up. It was a bad. It was very very bad. How was he supposed to ever even look at her again? 


Three months later Lucy had switched to riding solo instead of being Tim's aid. They didn't talk about anything that happend. Lucy was in pain. She rememberd the taste of his lips and his skin and missed his comfortig smell. After her shift, she was called to Sargent Grey's office. She didn't think much of it, until she saw Tim in there too. The weird thing was, that there were two of him and another version of herself. As she reached the office and stepped inside she looked at first Wade, then Tim and the other Version of him, who she called Dim because he looked like a dump version of him. „Sarge, who are those people, this is disturbing!" 

Both Grey and Tim answerd at the same time. „This is Jake and this is his girlfriend Sava", Grey said after he gave Tim a sign to let him talk. 

„And what are they doing here? And why do they look like dumber versions of us? It's like I see Tim and his dump version Dim!" 

„Dim?" Tim and Jake both asked with an ‚Are you serious?' look. 

„Yeah it fits", Wade said amused. 

„If he is Dim than she is Juicy" Tim exclaimed. 

„Nah I don't like that!", Sava said. 

„Me neither", said Lucy. 

„Well i do", exclaimed Grey to shut everyone up. 

„Tim and Lucy you'll go undercover as Jake and Sava and to play them better, you'll spent the day with them."


This will be split in two parts. Please let me know if there are any errors. English isn't my mother tongue ;)






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