Michael's POV
Music, it's the best way to get away from the world. Nothing better than just shutting everyone out with just a couple of headphones and loud ass music. There are many things to do with music, party, relax, and
ROCK OUT!
••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••Walking inside the shooting arena for my usual morning routine before work, "Look who it is CSI Clifford" Amanda said as she handed me the loaded gun.
"Yes I'm back Amanda you should already know by now that I'll be coming here a lot" I said smiling as I fixed the gun she handed me it was clearly not in the right state.
"Amanda who taught you to put these guns together?" she though for a bit "I don't remember, why is there something wrong?" I chuckled. "Yes, you missed 3 bullets" I said opening the cylinder of the hand gun.
"Oh...I'm sorry I'm new to this whole gun thing" she awkwardly chuckled. "That's alright" I handed her the gun "Just add the bullets and it's all good."
She nodded and went to fix the gun I could see her whispering curse words underneath her breath.
Bringing back the hand gun she handed it to me "How is it now??" I looked at it "Perfect as you" worst pick up line ever, she laughed. "Right anyways go shoot some stuff Clifford" I chuckled.
"I will Johnson" she gasped "How did you know my last name?" I pointed at the paper that was sitting in front of her. "Oh" with that I walked away laughing I could see her tanned cheeks heating up.
Standing 10-15 feet away from the target I held the gun in my hand aiming it straight at the target looking over the barrel and through the sight.
I let a shaky breath out and concentrated on the small red circle pulling slowly on the trigger and letting the bullet fly out of the barrel as it flew through the air and hitting the red circle right in the middle "Fuck yeah" I said to myself.
Pulling on the trigger 3 more times and hitting the same red circle with out missing before I could pull the trigger once more my phone ran in my pocket, it was Luke. Placing the gun down removing my head muffs and placing them around my neck I took my phone and answered the call.
"Yes my dear wife?" I asked joking "No time for jokes Clifford we have an emergency at Coogee Beach and we need the firearms expert." I sighed.
"On my way" I ended the call placing my phone in my back pocket walking back to the main desk to Amanda.
"Back already mate?" I raised an eyebrow at her "Since when do you call me mate?" She blushed. "Sorry I don't know how the whole Australian thing works I did come from Hawaii."
I nodded handing her the head muffs and gun "Duty calls beautiful" I smirked as she took the gun and the muffs. "Will you be back tomorrow?" She asked with a smile her cheeks still showing the color red.
"Of course but can I ask you something?" She nodded "Anything." "If I were to say that a black haired Australian CSI asked you out to what would you say?" She chuckled leaning closer.
"I think I would say yes and pick me up at 7" she smirked "You got it beautiful" I kissed her cheek and smirked walking off "Wear a dress Johnson!" She laughed "I will Clifford!"
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Driving to Coogee beach in my new grey hummer that I had just bought 3 days ago I jammed to Nickleback tapping away on the steering wheel as I waited for the light to turn green.
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CSI: Sydney
Fanfic4 guys working the streets of Sydney to solve the murder cases in hand. Lieutenant Hemmings, Luke Hemmings working with his team that consist of firearms expert Michael Clifford, Tech wiz Calum Hood and their M.E Ashton Irwin all together solving th...