Captain Swan One Shots

Donut I Know You?

Summary: Officer Rogers knows the stereotypes about cops and donuts all too well. The fact that he detests the sweet treat is a constant source of teasing by his fellow officers. But when a beautiful blonde woman who seems so familiar opens a donut shop across the street from the station, he finds himself visiting it everyday.

Rating: G

Note: So if Jen had stayed for season 7, I assume she would have ended up in Hyperion Heights with a cursed persona too. As much as I wouldn't have liked that she and Killian wouldn't remember each other, I would have loved to see them meet and fall in love all over again. So this is my take on that. Oh and I know the title is super cheesy, but it fits and I think Colin would approve. So if it's good enough for Colin, then it's good enough for me! I hope you enjoy it! ~Steph

...Donut I Know You? - Part 1/1...

Officer James Rogers stared out the window of the police station as the lights on the sign of the brand new donut shop flickered on for the first time.

Truth be told, he hated donuts. He loathed the artery clogging sweet treat. They were either too greasy or too dry. He also knew the stereotype about cops and donuts very well. His fellow officers never missed an opportunity to tease him about his dislike for the confection. He usually smiled and patted their little bellies, telling them the last thing they needed was to feed into the stereotype. Now, with a donut shop right across the street, he was sure no work would get done and the entire force would soon have trouble fitting into their uniforms.

His partner, Officer Lou Johnson, came to stand beside him. He had about 20 years and 30 pounds on him.

"Today's the day," he said staring at the shop like it was a long lost lover.

Rogers tapped his protruding belly. "Mate, the last thing you need is more donuts."

Johnson swatted him away. "Hey, just because you're the one cop, probably person, on the planet who doesn't like donuts, doesn't mean you need to ruin it for the rest of us."

"Apologies if I'm more fond of my clear arteries and low cholesterol."

Johnson slapped him on the back. "Well, it doesn't change the fact that it's your turn to get the donuts today."

Rogers sighed. Every Monday morning, the officers took turns buying two dozen donuts. Normally, they went to a shop a few blocks away, but this was certainly more convenient.

"Better hurry up before a line starts forming."

Rogers nodded and headed out the door.

...

He had to admit that the shop was nicely done. The storefront was painted a rainbow of colors and a huge donut sat above a sign that read: Heavenly Donuts

He pulled the door open and stepped inside, smiling at the decor. The walls were painted a cheery yellow and the tables were done in bright pastels. A huge glass case filled with every variety of donut you could imagine sat at the front. Rogers approached the case, bending his head and perusing the flavors.

"How can I help you?" he heard come from in front of him.

Rogers lifted his head and met the gaze of the most stunning woman he had ever laid eyes on. His breath caught in his chest for a moment and his heart began to pound as his eyes swept across her face. And then his brow furrowed for a moment as he felt this overwhelming sense of familiarity. Had they met before?

Her blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders as she leaned forward. "Hey, are you okay?"

He nodded, their gazes locking and holding. "Aye."