LA's finest. Now that depended on whom you asked.
For Tim Bradford his answer was easy, there was no way those scummy idiots were any better than his well oiled machine of police officers. Especially if you were to pair them against the idiots whic...
'I can just buy you a new TO Lucy. Maybe one who's single so I don't feel so bad the next time I try to hit on them?'
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'You've got a thing for men in uniform Soph.' 'Actually I have a thing for ex-military men in uniform.' 'That's literally the same thing.' 'Men who haven't served don't usually get it when I beg them to choke me with their dog tags.'
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Now you're in too deep
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𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢
Sophia Booth loved her roommate, her sister in everything but blood and therefore could not have been more excited for Lucy to start her new career. Even if this meant that they would now be on opposite sides of the battle that had been going between their careers for as long as they both had been alive and then some. She knew that they wouldn't care for the small debate, and Sophia was prepared to continue to push this battle aside for those Lucy met and worked with.
That was until she met her best friend's Training Officer. Or at least met once again. For if there was anyone who could remind Sophia just why the two professions had an ongoing battle between themselves it would be Tim Bradford. Cocky, big headed and incredibly attractive. He would have been everything Sophia had been looking for had he not had the ego the size of a pyramid.
Oh and the main problem of him being married. That was also a bit of an issue.
Especially if he was ever to find out that once upon a time she had been in the same boots as his estranged wife. Only she had managed to get out of that life, turn everything around.
