Gavin Reed x OC | Every Rose Has Its Thorn

Chapter One: Welcome to Detroit

Detroit.

Speramus meliora; resurgent cineribus, which translates to 'We hope for better things; it shall arise from the ashes.'

Detroit was the type of city where on one block there would be a sky rise, while the next held run down, broken houses. The city where humans were slowly being replaced in the workplace by androids, and while most of the population appreciated the robots, others were less favourable to the idea, mainly those losing their jobs to the androids.

Miss Tasha Price
Born January 2nd, 2017
Occupation: Detective at the DPD
Family: Deceased
Adoptive Father: Hank Anderson

The April weather in Detroit was cooler than most cities. Most days consisted of rainfall, while the ones that didn't still sent a chill to the spine. Luckily, the young brunette loved the rain. Not only was the smell her favourite, but she loved the atmosphere that hang around whenever the rain fell around her.

Or perhaps it was because Tasha Price was a romantic, who would give anything to be kissed by the one she loved in the rain.

How poetic.

"Hey Price!"

Tasha's attention fell from the rain as she turned towards the voice that called to her. The sun had begun to peek through the windows, indicating the rain would halt soon. As she left the window, she smiled in the direction of the voice. "Hey Chrissy!"

Chris narrowed his eyes at her, "I told you not to call me that." He grumbled as he sat in his chair. "You're here early."

"Early bird catches the worm, or something like that." Tasha teased, leaning back against his desk. "Is Detroit's least favorite Detective here yet?"

Chris chuckled, "You mean your secret crush that everyone in the precinct knows about?" He smirked at her. "I saw him in the parking lot."

"You're funny!" Tasha glared, "I don't have a crush on Gavin."

"Oh, okay." Chris laughed, "Then why are you all buddy buddy with him, Price?"

"He's my partner." Tasha shrugged, then winked at Chris as she walked towards the break room. "Besides, while his personality is shit, appearance wise he's pretty decent to look at."

Tasha walked into the break room, rubbing her tired eyes. While the rain brought her joy, it always brought her despair of the memories from a childhood she'd much rather forget. A sigh escaped her lips.

Please let today be a good day.

"So I'm decent to look at?"

Tasha sighed deeply as she sat at the table, not bothering to glance at the man. "Who would ever say a thing like that?"

"Well, apparently you have a crush on me."

He laughed, that stupid laugh that made Tasha's heart swell.

That smug jerk.

"You're looking extra hot today, sweetheart."

Tasha rolled her eyes as the brunette walked up to her with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Ew," Tasha laughed, "Don't call me that."

"What would you prefer?" Gavin Reed, the most self absorbed detective on the force leaned towards her. "Kitten? Sexy? Sweet cheeks? Darling, I can go all day." Gavin walked over to the coffee machine, pouring himself a glass.