Opening the Door

   Mackenzie Natrol knew everything after today would be different. He was moving up in the ranks, and this was his last day at his current job and station. As he suited up to go for a ride to the place they would have to breach. This would be his last time leading one of these operations. It was bittersweet, and it left a bad taste in his mouth, to be honest. He had just gone over the file they had put together over the past two months. Though he knew he had to finish what he had helped to start, it still felt wrong. Though knowing that police were extremely superstitio

 Haven took a deep breath. She looked into his eyes as she settled into her seat. “You left and went into the army. I was still just a young teenager though I could have done anything at that point. You knew I went straight into medical school, and I had to stay with them. Do you remember how my parents were?” “Controlling and neglectful?” he asked back. He did remember her parents. The married couple that lived apart from each other. Her mother was a horrible woman from everything he could remember about her. When Haven was in her last year of college, he remembered bruises covering her arms and legs though she tried to hide them. He wanted to go after her mother in any way he could.

5 Haven walked upstairs not more than a half-hour later. She was walking past the nurse's station as they all looked at her, and then she was getting ready to walk in the room when the head nurse for the floor came over and stood in front of it. “You aren’t supposed to be here.”“Oh really?” Haven asked, “Why because it is hospital policy?”“The doctor requested that no other doctors to go into the rooms he has worked on.” The nurse said with a smirk.

 Mack was handed his phone from the pocket of his uniform after she dug around in his bag for it with his belongings. She gave it to him, and he made the call knowing they were at best fifteen minutes away. They would respond to the call, and as soon as he got someone to talk to, he explained the situation without actually saying it. He knew they knew he had been shot.The person that he was talking to was trying to get him to stay at the hospital, but in the end, Mack won that argument, and they would be sending over a few units to help get him out if that was what he really wanted. He sighed, knowing that back up in the form of other cops was coming soon enough. That did release some of the tension he had throughout his body.

 Mack sat back as he watched her drive. The seat was so far up she was too close to the steering wheel for his taste. He knew it was because of her tiny legs, but he knew if something happened, she would get hurt. He was trying to think of anything that would distract him from thinking of her at the moment. “Did you want to go to your house first to grab some stuff?” she asked.“Actually, since we know most of them are at the hospital, that might not be a bad idea. We have to be quick, and I will need your help.’ He said as he looked in the back seat with the box that was there. He saw the picture on the top, and he moved to the side and lifted it up. He was shocked. “Haven, why did you have this in your office?&rdqu