"The woman who gave birth to my son"

Chapter 23: The next step

'T..'. I say when she drives the car to a suspicious case. 'Yeah..?' She says back while keeping an eye out on the situation. We got called out by the police for a delivery package at an apartment a few blocks away. The police didn't trust it so they called for back up. Now we're here, following some men who just ran to another apartment while the police is taking care of the package. 'I'm too far away.' I say. 'What do you mean? We're standing right in front of the building.' - 'From Regina. I want to be closer to her.' - 'Em, don't push things. Take your time.' - 'T, i'm going to marry her.' - 'I'm sure you are. One day.' At that point one of the men is coming out the building. 'Showtime.' Tamara says as she follows the man when i go into the apartment. I start to walk upstairs cause there is no elevator, then i hear footsteps coming closer fast. He's running down. I sprint back down and wait around the corner. He's coming closer as i step in front of the door. 'Don't move. FBI' I say calm. He puts both his hands up and there's a little smile on the left side of his mouth. 'What ya gonna do blondie?' He says with a smirk. 'Well, there's a loaded gun in my hand..' I say. At that moment he tries to sprint away when the front door opens and Tamara comes in. He tries to flash his gun from his pocket and i fire a bullet to the wall. He dives to the ground. Tamara arrests him and i bring him outside while T gets his friend she cuffed on a pole. 'So gentleman. Some very cute boys in prison are waiting for some new friends.' She says while she delivers the men to the police. 

At the end of the day we end up in the bar. Of course celebrating our work day. 'She's the one T.' I say a little bit tipsy after 2 hours non stop drinking. 'Rrrregiiinaaaaaaa. Is your oneeeeeee.' Tamara points her finger on my chest and pushes it very hard against me. 'Youuuu know whhaaat?! You sssshould ask her something.' Tamara can't seem to function anymore when she grabs my phone. She managed to find Regina's name and calls her. 'What are you doing T?' - 'I...am...ggggooooooing to call Reggie.' I just burst out in tears laughing when i watch Tamara. 'Huuuuh?... voicethingieeee.' She says. 'Ooh..Beeeeep! Hahaha. It beeped.' She starts to laugh even louder. 'Heeeeeeey Reggie my girl. Thissss iss Emma'ss bestest of the bestesssst friend. And sshee likes youuuu. Andddd i called you..and it beeeeeeped hahahaha! You sssshould marry Emmmm. OH AND, You and me should meeeet.' I start to laugh. 'T, Are you trying to rhym now?' - ' Aaarrrrrghhh! That is a YES in pirate!.' She says before hanging up her phone. 'You didn't just do that?!' We both start to laugh when a handsome dark man walks up to us. 'Here, try this.' He says as he hands Tamara a glass of...something. 'NO! Mom said to never accept a drink from strangersssss.' She says like she's a 6 year old. 'Hello, my name is Killian.' He points his hand out to her. 'Tammmmm...ara.' she shakes his hand. 'Now we're not strangers anymore.' I smile as i see their eyes flirt like maniacs and walk away for a while. Just close enough so i can see what's going on between that hansome man and my best friend. I call Regina. It got straight to voicemail again. 

'Hey beauty, sorry for that last voicemail. Tamara is a little bit wasted. But when she's not, you two should totally meet. I think i can handle the alcohol a little more since our wine evenings. Let me know when i can see you again. Have a good night.'

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The next day i wake up because of the alarm. This time i didn't forget it because well, there was no distraction. I want to check my phone immediatley to see if i have a message from Emma. I feel like a teenager going crazy.. but i don't care. It feels amazing. No messages.. but two voicemails. I check the time to see if i can listen to them right away. My heart jumps a little when i press on the voicemail. I listen to Tamara being drunk all the way to Emma apologizing for it. I laugh. So miss Swan, are you talking about me? I think to myself and i smile. I open my messages with Emma and text her. 

R: 'Goodmorning gorgeous, hope Tamara is feeling well today. She sounds like an amazing friend. Hope i meet her soon. Need to focus on the marriage vows then...