Flashback...
Aaron's POV
"Aaron, just a speeding ticket but couldn't pay the ticket. They're gonna come in and you're just gonna get the info and put it in the database." I say "yes, sir." I've done this plenty of times before I got this." I've been here for a few months now and this is basically what I've done since I got here. I start doing my setup for this and I hear an "oh shit." I look up and I get up saying "sit down, shut up, and only talk when I ask you a question." This boy is a handful. I mumble "dammit, John" rubbing my forehead.I say "how do you want this to go? Me to call someone to just pay it or do you want to spend the night here? There's a right and wrong answer, Johnathon" saying the last part quietly. He says "anything but call someone." I mumble "wrong answer" and the secretary hands me a clipboard and I say "thanks, Jan" and she says "you're welcome, dear." I start filling the sheet out with the stuff I know about him. Height, hair color, eye color, and all that junk.
I say "how much do you weigh? 205, right?" John nods saying "I just want to say I'm sorry" and I say "just shut up. I don't care right now. It's a speeding ticket, just need a fine. You didn't murder your family, we don't care about remorse." The chief overseeing me says "you have to ask the questions on the sheet." I say "most of them I can look at and see" and he says "good point, I should put you in charge. I'm getting old." I say "have you had any alcohol in the last twenty four hours?"
John says "no" and I say "did you have any reason to be speeding, Johnathon?" He says "you can call me John. No I didn't." I say "and if you knew you couldn't pay it then why did you do it?" John says "I seriously have to answer that?" I say "just answer it." John says "I just did it cause I wanted to." I say "thank you. Who am I calling to pay this or do you seriously want to stay the night here?"
John says "I'm staying here." I say "god you have too much pride. I'm calling your mom" quietly and he says "don't do that" groaning. I mumble "listen to me. I can't pay it just to get you out of here. Neither of us can afford it right now. You are a broke and pretty college boy. You'll get eaten alive here and your mom will help you pay the fine. I know that. Just give me permission to call her. You're coming home with me and we're gonna talk later, ok?" John says "fine, call my mother."
I start dialing and I say "this is the Durham PD, I'm Aaron and I'm calling you to inform you that your son has been taken into custody because he can't pay a speeding ticket. He requested I call you to pay the fee of 250 dollars. If you are able, please let me know and come on down to the station anytime. He's in custody until someone pays it if that sways you any." Johns mom says "Aaron, I'll be down but I have meetings all afternoon. I'll be there around five. Thanks."
I say "she'll be here around five." John says "so, how'd you get into this line of work?" I say "I just kind of knew I wanted to do it. I wanted to be like a superhero." He's playing the getting to know you card. Smooth. He says "you look young, are you even actually an officer?" I chuckle saying "I'm close. A couple months I'll graduate" looking over my computer at him. John says "that's good. I'm glad we can talk now. I like listening to you." I smile, just rolling my eyes at him. I get up and I stand in front of him saying "you like me telling you what to do?"
I cross my arms and he sits back in his seat and nods and I say "you're in the right place then" smirking. One of the younger guy who is also in training with me walks by saying "don't fall in love with the people brought in in police cars, babe. It's kind of contradictory." I say "my mom always told me don't date someone you work with, so keep on trying but you're not gonna survive." The boy says "fine, let's date outside of work."
I say "that's just not how it works" and the officer overseeing us says "get back to work, kid. Aarons done three times as much as you in the past hour than you have in the day." John mumbles "why can't we tell people?" I mumble "because I want to do more with my career than putting boring people into a database. I want to be more than this. In this field, I can't be myself but I want this job more than anything."
John looks up at me saying "I'm sorry I'm being difficult." I say "Johnathon. You are being yourself and I know you and you are not being difficult." He says "I just, I'm not a kid anymore, I need to stop doing dumb things like I am sitting in a police station for dumb shit I did." I say "we're kids, John! We make mistakes, we're still teenagers! Don't worry about it, just don't do it again cause that's when you actually get in trouble. You are a college student who will never be a federal employee, I don't think. Don't worry so much, it's just a ticket, and you gotta learn the limits before you follow the rules every now and again."
My overseeing officer says "you aren't supposed to talk to your person that much." I say "I know. I'm good at my job which is why I take all of his work" pointing at the guy that was flirting with me earlier. The overseeing officer says "then why are you doing it?" John starts to open his mouth and I say "shut your damn mouth or I'll actually choke you to death."
My overseeing officer raises an eyebrow and I go over to him mumbling "that's my boyfriend and I've been working hard all day without a break and I just had to put him into the database. Then the dumbass over there has been harassing me all week, so can I just talk to my boyfriend in peace? Then you not tell anyone about this because I'm good at my job and at the top of my class at the moment and I don't need it ruined."
He mumbles "all three of my kids are gay" and opens his desk drawer saying "one hour. I'll cover for you" handing me keys to an interrogation room. I say "thanks work daddy, you're the greatest" and he says "don't make me fire you before you even start here." I say "come on. The boss said you're supposed to stay in a holding room until your mom comes to sign for you." John smirks saying "what's happening in this room?"
I say "shut up" and we get to the room and he starts to pull me in. I say "no touching, wait" as I shut the door. I see the light on the surveillance camera turn off and I say "come here. We got an hour." John pecks my lips saying "I hope we can laugh about this later" and I say "it's kinda funny now, so we'll definitely laugh our ways into the grave about this together." John says "I love you and I'm glad I got the good treatment" and I say "you certainly are. Anyone else would've followed procedure and shoved you in a holding cell with repeated offenders. You're too pretty to be in there, they'd eat you alive."
End of flashback...
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