Camila woke up to the sun beaming through the glass window. Her eyes still shut as she sat up. She stretched out her arms and got up, opening her eyes.
Camila walked over to her bathroom, removing her sleeping clothes, stepping into the cold shower.
"You came to join me." The voice boomed through the dull bathroom.
"Let me shower, I have to get to work."
The voice walked out of the shower and into the master bedroom.
Camila stood in silence as the water hit her fit body. She was thinking, thinking of what Officer Hansen had told her yesterday. She broke out of thought when the door opened.
"I'll see ya later. I have to go." Camila sighed. "Be careful. And please come back home after." The curtain opened and the two lips crashed. "Of course I will." With that the other pair of lips left and the door closed shut.
Camila finished washing her hair and body. She stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. She wrapped the towel around her body and walked into the room to place on her uniform.
Once Camila placed on her uniform, she walked downstairs into the empty living room. She glided across the room into the kitchen to see food placed on a plate with a note.
"Have a good day at work Cheif. Don't stress too much. I'll be back later. Love you <3 ." ~L.J
Camila smiled at the nice and neat cursive on the piece of paper. She placed the paper in the front pocket of her uniform and engulfed the amazing food on the plate.
Once Camila finished she grabbed her jacket and walked to the black Benz sitting in the driveway. She hopped in and started the car. Driving off to the daily office.
Camila walked into the old building and to her desk in the way back. Sitting down taking in the smell of coffee from the work room. Camila layed back and placed her feet onto the black desk.
A knocked boomed through the office waking up Camila from her mini slumber. "It's open." The door opened revealing Officer Simpson.
"Ello." The broken British accent spoke, flashing his crooked smiled. He walked in and took a seat at the Chiefs desk. "Can I talk to you?"
"Yeah what's up?" Camila swung her feet to the ground and rolled her chair closer to the desk. The British officer cleared his throat.
"I wanna help with the missing girl case." Camila's eyes wide. She shook her head. "Officer Simpson I have it. I can handle it." Camila took a strip of gum out of her pocket on her uniform, and placed it into her mouth.
"Yeah I know, but like you always seemed str-" Officer Simpson's eyes drifted to Camilas' pocket on her uniform. "Umm Cheif, what's that?" Camila quickly pushed the note back into her pocket.
"A-a paper with some faxes on it, very important." Officer Simpson tilted his head in confusion. "It's just faxes Chief.."
"Officer Simpson." Camila placed her hand over the young officers mouth. "You don't want the head of office to hear you. This is the superintendent's fax. And remember what he said."
"You never and I mean never say a fax is just a fax, ever!" Officer Simpson and Chief Cabello said in sync. They laughed together.
"Alright sorry Chief. Just know that if you need any help, I can help you." Officer Simpson was about to exit the room until Camila stopped him.
"You know what, I think I can use you on this case." Simpson's face lit up.
"Omg Chief you won't regret this." Simpson ran to the door and straight into it. He got up and opened the door. "You won't regret this Chief!"
Camila giggled and shook her head a little.
"Chief Cabello, we just got a lead." The door opened revealing Head Jackson.
"The girl was spotted walking down Thompson Pl. We need you to go down there and check it out." Papers were left on Cabellos desk.
"Oh umm alright Head. I'll head out there." Camila grabbed the police car keys and walked out.
Placing the key and turning it to the side, Camila unparked it and drove it.
Camila pulled up to Thompson Pl. and searched for the green eyes beauty. Camila pulled out her phone and called her number.
"Where the hell are you?"
"Thompson Pl. why?"
"They found you. I need you to come with me."
"No way. I see you all night. I need time to myself."
"Lauren Michelle Jauregui you better tell me where you are now before I give you up!"
"Fine 2455 Thompson."
"I'm on my way, be ready!"
"Yes mom." Green eyes groaned and ended the call.
Camila drove to the residence and saw Lauren standing outside. Camila waved her hands, motioning for her to come to the car. Lauren made her way over and in the car.
"Damn baby, you look hot in your uniform." Lauren rubbed her hand over the uniform, but Camila slapped her hand away. "Not now Lauren." Camilas eyes stayed on the road. "What the hell is your problem?" Camila pulled over and parked the car.
"Really? What's wrong with me? If you get caught out here I get in trouble, fired and put into fucking jail! So that's what's wrong with me! You think this is a game Lauren! You think you can just run around the town, and you won't get caught."
"I never told you to hide me. You put this on yourself." Camila's anger boiled and went through the roof.
"No I saved your ass! I could've left you with your parents, but no! I loved you too damn much Lauren, but you think I'm doing this for me."
"I didn't tell you to love me." Camila shook her head. "No you didn't, you made me."
Camila drove off to the house the two shared. Pulling into the drive way, Lauren stepped out and walked into the house. Camila stayed in the car and called the Head Jackson.
"Hey Chief, anything?" Camila sighed.
"Didn't see anyone or anything, but I'm keeping a close look."
"Alright. Just be careful chief."
"Will do. See you tomorrow Jackson."
"Bye." Camila tossed her phone on the passenger seat.
A knock on her window made her turn and see the green eyes goddess standing there. She rolled down the window.
"Are you gonna come inside?"
"I need to do paper work Lauren." Lauren leaned on the window.
"I can be your paperwork." Camila shook her head lightly. "Not tonight Lauren." Camila rolled up the window and drove to the office.
Camila parked the police car and walked into the office. Doing her daily routine. Walking to the back , sitting in her chair and doing paper work.
"Chief?"
"It's open."
"Question?"
"What Mendes?"
"Can we go out for drinks tonight."
"Shawn I told you I don't like you."
"Ok, but it's like a friend thing."
"Shawn."
"Camila please. You seem so stressed , get some of it off your plate."
"No Shawn. Sorry." Officer Medes groaned.
"Fine." Officer Mendes walked out.
'I will get Camila no matter who or what I have to go through' Shawn thought as we walked out the Chiefs office.
