Avenge him

Things In Common

Abbie's POV

Megan and I walk to the Chief's office. The office is large with a wooden desk facing up. In a chair behind the desk sat a large man in suspenders and a cigar sitting in between his lips.

"Roberts, Jenson. I didn't expect to see you here. How may I help you?"

"We need a background check on these three people." Megan handed him the napkin.

"You know I can't do that. You two don't work for the police station anymore." He looked down at the names.

"Not even for your best agents?" I tried with a wink.

He huffed, "I will see what I can do, but no promises!" I turned to Megan, we both smiled. "Come back in the morning, it will be ready then."

"Thanks chief!" I yell as I walk out of the door.

I grin as I see Thea and Joycelyn who are limping out of the combat room.

We walk out to the parking garage to Megan's car.

"When does your car get out of the shop?" She asks. I shrug and get in the passenger side.

"Abbie! I almost forgot! You have a date tonight!" Megan proclaimed laughing and clapping her hands in fake excitement.

"Oh, by the way so do you," I say. She turns to me and her jaw drops.

"What!"

"Yeah, it's a double date! You're going with that cute guy from the coffee shop."

"Abbie! I told you specifically I didn't want to date!"

"Too late," I laugh.

"I'm going to kill you!"

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I look in the mirror, I'm almost to tall for it. My dirty blonde hair was pinned up on top of my hair in a messy bun. The mascara I'm wearing brings out my bright blue eyes. I was wearing a short, strapless, velvet dress, that hugged my body.

I'm already tall, but with the black high heels I was wearing, I'm almost 5'11.

All the sudden, the phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Hey, I'm outside your apartment." Megan's voice ringed in the phone.

"Are we riding in your car?" I ask.

"Isn't yours in the shop?"

"Yeah?"

"Than whose car would we take!" She exclaims into the phone.

"Calm down!" I say grabbing my black pocket book.

I walk down to Megan's car and got in. She is wearing a pale blue dress with a glittery bodice, and a slight blue skirt around the waist that wraps around to the top. Her brown hair is let down for once and was completely straightened. Her bright blue eyes were brought out with smokey eye shadow. Her small silver sandal heels brought her height from a 5'4 to a 5'6.

She cranked up the car and we headed to the restaurant. When we finally got there, two men were standing in tux waiting for us. The sleazy bartender, who actually cleaned up a little, and Megan's date.

"I'm so jealous," I tell her as we get out of the car. The men came up to greet us.

"My names Harold by the way," the bartender told me. His breath still smelt like alcohol. I cringed back.

"That's great, my names Abbie."

"Abigail, I like it!" He smiles his yellow teeth showing.

"No, just Abbie."

"Abigail." He says being stubborn.

"Whatever," I roll my eyes. Megan seems to already be having a good time.

"This way Abigail," Harold puts his hand on my waist getting a little to close to my butt.

"Do not touch me," I say as if setting the rules for tonight. I walk a few steps ahead of him, and enter the restaurant.

We sit down at the table, eating our delicious food, and talking.

"What's your full name, Abigail?" Harold asks with food in his mouth. I flash a look at Megan, who just grins a little.

"Roberts, Abbie Roberts," I emphasize on Abbie.

"I like it!" In saying that he spits a little piece of steak in my face.

"If you will excuse us, Megan and I have to use the restroom." I say standing up.

"No, actually I'm g-" I grab her hand and pull her towards the closest bathroom.

"So I was thinking I could be maid of honor for you and Harold's wedding," Megan joked as I busted through the door to the bathroom.

"Megan, this is terrible!"

"I'm having fun!" She laughs.

"Well you should be you have a major hot guy! I'm stuck with-" I shiver, "Harold."

Megan burst out laughing. "Come on! We're probably missing dessert." She grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the table.

Harold smiled as I sat back down beside him. He lifted his hand up to move a piece of hair out of my eyes. I swatted it down and repeated, "Do not touch me! I AM a cop so I won't hesitate arresting you."

"Abigail, did anyone ever tell you, you're pretty."

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, this is going to be a long night.

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