I Choose You And Me, Religiously | Chenford/The Rookie Fanfic

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Tim's pov

I am left staring the front door, feeling Lucy's presence that was once there. How could I be so stupid? I just let her leave because I didn't want to discuss like an adult, and instead act like a horny middle school boy. I wander to the bathroom, and see her bra. I throw it into the darkest depths of my bathroom junk drawer. How could this happen? How could I not see past my needs and see hers? I feel like a jerk. Then I realize interrogating myself wont reverse my actions, so I start to clean up the spilled products on the bathroom counter, still feeling the warmth of where she once sat. I turn to the shower to see our faded hand prints, and I let out a long sigh. She's everywhere. I won't be able to forget this, at least until I fix it. I pick up my phone and and my thumbs hover over her number, debating whether or not to call her.

Lucy's pov

I'm pulling into my driveway as my phone starts ringing. I pull my phone out of the cup holder and it's Sergeant Grey. I answer it.

"Hello? Sergeant Grey?"

"Chen. We need you to come in immediately. There's been a break in a cold case, and we need all hands on deck."

"Yes, sir."

"Be here in 15."

I end the call, wondering what case it could be. I grab my things and rush inside. I run to the shower, only having time to wash my body. I notice multiple hickeys across my body, and I grimace at the one high on my neck. How will I ever cover this up within 10 minutes? I grab a Band-Aid and plaster it to my neck, praying it won't slip off during this shift. I quickly do a little makeup, some of last night's still present on my face. I slick my hair into a tight bun, sure to get rid of my hairline by 40. I change into a gray t-shirt and all my pants were dirty, so a pair of pink shorts that barely cover my upper thighs. I wince at the shortness of my shorts, but remind myself that I'll change into my uniform at work anyway. I grab my purse and keys and race to the car, stepping on the gas, praying I'll make it to work on time.

I swiftly walk into the station, and into the changing room. I see Nyla and Angela, talking on the benches between the lockers. I wonder if they know what me and Tim did last night. I swallow my anxiety and walk towards my locker. They come up to me, and I feel my stomach do a handspring.

"Hey, Lucy. Where'd you go last night? Did you really forget about our fire plans?" Nyla laughs. I feel a weight lift off my shoulders.

"Yeah, sorry, I got pretty drunk. I think I threw up in the bathroom and then Tim drove me home." I lie. Then I realize I probably shouldn't be lying to detectives. But they buy it, somehow.

"Alright, Chen. Be prepared, today's gonna be a longgggg day." Angela says, emphasizing on long. I cringe at the thought of our 12 hour shift today. Then I cringe even more at the thought of seeing Tim.

I walk into roll-call with whatever confidence I have left, praying Tim maybe took the day off. I stare straight ahead, sitting next to Aaron and John. Sergeant Grey walks into the room, and the talking dies immediately. He places his clipboard down on his podium, and I realize Tim is also gonna be up there, since he is also a Sergeant. I silently groan.

"Y'all are probably wondering why I've called you all in today." Sergeant Grey says, looking at everyone from all the shifts he called in.

"It's because we've had a major break in what we thought was a cold case. The suspect, Jerry Long, is extremely dangerous. We believe he's committed at least 14 murders, all of the bodies found at beaches in L.A. He buries them in the sand, most likely at night, with only their heads poking out of the sand. All victims have been women, and were found in exercise attire. We are assuming that they were night-running, and were killed by our suspect. There's a BOLO for him and his car, so be on high alert. Canvass the beaches where murders haven't been committed out. I'll send out the beach lists. That's all for me. Sergeant Bradford, anything to add?" He turns to Tim. I realize then Tim is staring at me, but his eyes break away when Sergeant Grey is talking to him.