Titans (2018)

Being a Detective

After Kyle got caught
Mal's Pov
,,That bastard!",I cursed while I got back in my car.,,You shouldn't be driving back. You're hurt.",Dick said and walked to me.,,Believe me I've had worse.",I said but hissed because of the pain. If I hadn't been that friendly to Kyle this probably wouldn't have happened in the first place...

Flashback
The plan was easy. I'll go and talk to Kyle while the rest of the squad goes through the backdoor if needed. Easy peasy lemon squeezy would I say.

During the ride to Kyle's house was silence. I was driving and debating if I should tell Dick the truth but I was afraid of his reaction. We hadn't seen each other for 7 years or even longer. I lost count after I moved to Detroit,,You alright?",Dick asked me. I looked at him.,,Yeah, just a little nervous. We don't know what's going to happen or how he would react.",I answered truthfully.,,I get what you mean. But if something should happen, we'll be right there to help you if needed.",he assured me. I nodded slightly and hoped that it would be fine.

At Kyle's house
I parked my car and got out.,,Hey, Mal.",Dick said after I had closed the door. I crouched down to the open window and looked at him.,,Be careful and if needed, scream.",he meant and I replied:,,Stop worrying so much." Then I walked to the porch and took one deep breath before knocking on the door. I didn't wait that long before the door opened and Kyle stood in front of me a little confused.,,Detective, how can I help you?",he asked. I put on a fake smile.,,Can I come in? I have some news about the shooting and thought that you could help me.",I answered and he seemed to believe me.,,Yeah...",Kyle meant and went to the side so that I could walk inside. He then closed the door behind me and led me into the living room.

,,It's a nice house you and your family have.",I said and looked around.,,Thanks. I guess it is pretty good. It's a little old and rusty in some rooms. But still in good shape.",he added and I nodded.,,C'mon here had to be something that we could be 100% sure that he was the shooter!",I thought and looked around.

,,You said that you have some news regarding the shooting?",he asked.,,Oh yeah. I totally forgot that.",I said and turned to look out of the window.,,We talked to a girl. She's your age. What was her name again?...Oh yeah. Catherine.",I began and out of the corner of my eye, I could see how Kyle stiffened and seemed to look nervous.,,Catherine? I don't know a girl named Catherine.",he quickly said. I chuckled and walked to the balcony glass door which I shouldn't have done.,,Oh but you don't even know what she said! She said that she knows the shooter's name.",I continued, grabbed a hold of my gun and quickly turned around.

Just in time because Kyle was trying to grab a gun.,,I wouldn't do that if I were you.",I told him. I pointed my gun at him and ordered:,,Hands up and turn around. Slowly." Kyle looked pissed. Well, I'd be pissed too if I got caught by the police. I grabbed my walky talky and spoke into it to let the others know that everything was under control. That was what I thought. Because while I was talking through the walky talky, Kyle came running towards me. I didn't have enough time to react and let my gun as well as my walky talky fall. He threw punches at me which I dodged but not one. His fist came in contact with my jaw which had me stumbling backwards. Kyle took that as his chance and kicked me in the stomach. The kick was so forceful that I crashed through the glass door which had a rather... not really thin but not thick glass as well... You know what I meant?

Anyways, I landed on my back and the wind got knocked out of me. I groaned but I had to react fast.,,You're way too nice for a cop and naive too.",Kyle said and grabbed a big shard. He walked to me and straddled my waist. Shit!,,I liked you. You were nice but now I have to kill you.",he meant and grinned like a maniac. And then he plunged the knife in my left shoulder. I screamed in pain. That bastard! He laughed and wanted to pull the shard back out probably to stab me to death. Without him seeing my hands, I used my powers to get the gun back into my hand and hit him with it on the back of his head. When I did that he fell the side while pulling out the shard. I hissed in pain but got up and grabbed my walky talky. Then I called for help.

Kyle scrambled up again and lunged at me with the shard. He cut me her and there. But that were just little cuts. My shoulder hurt and that was an advantage of him. The others came running in with their guns all pointed at Kyle but before one of them put handcuff on him he threw the shard at them. Out of instinct or stupidity, I jumped in front of them and the shard now stuck in my right side.,,Kyle Miller, you have the right to be silent and claim a lawyer.",Scotty, one of the detectives said and put handcuffs on Kyle. I pulled the shard slowly out and put pressure on the wound. Best job ever....Not

Flashback end

Dick chuckled.,,C'mon, I'll drive you home.",he said and opened the passenger door for me. I looked at him and then got in but before I got in I threatened him:,,If you get even only one scratch on my car, I'll kill you.",,Of course. It's not like you've lost a lot of blood.",he meant and closed the door after I had sat down. He then walked around the car and got in himself and sat down. We both put on the seat belts. ,,Just don't die during the ride.",Dick pleaded. I laughed a little bit which hurt like hell.,,You mean me bleeding out in my car? Oh hell no!",I replied. I mean yeah, my wounds were bleeding pretty bad but I handled it already by wrapping my jacket around my stomach which meant that it was pressing against the wound on my side to reduce the bleeding. I wasn't that stupid and I knew how to take care of wounds. The only problem was that I didn't have my first aid kit with me right now. Ooops.... Dick started the car and I told him my address. Then he drove me home.

Back home
Dick had helped me up the stairs to the 4th floor and now we were standing in front of the door.,,Thanks.",I said and opened the door.,,You sure that you don't need help with your wounds?",he asked as I stepped into the apartment.,,I'm sure. But really thanks for driving me home and helping upstairs.",I thanked him again.,,No worries. That's what partners are for, right?",he meant. I nodded. Even though we weren't really partners, it was nice of him and one of the others would have done the same.,,Well then, good night.",I said and he nodded.,,See you at work, Detective Sullivan.",Dick said and walked downstairs. Wait what?! I looked after him. He knew that I lied? Did he really recognize after so many years? I shook my head. Maybe one of the others told him my real last name. Still, it hurt me that he was here. After everything that had happened....

I closed the door and walked into the bathroom where I tended my wounds. With my powers I sewed the wounds after disinfecting everything. Today was an eventful day and Becky would definitely kill me because I got hurt. Being a Detective or a cop wasn't easy and sometimes we got hurt....