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SFO Twenty Five
It was a Wednesday, me and Leon were about to go on nights and had a day off to prepare. He was sitting, shirtless on his sofa, playing some game. “Did you want me to go home at any point?” I walked into his living room, a bowl of cereal in my hand. I hadn’t really been home in months. Only occasionally to tidy or check my post. “No, this is your home.” He said firmly, grabbing a slice of toast and taking a quick bite. “It’s not.” I tried to giggle. “One sec, this is live. I can’t pause it.” Leon’s face was still on the screen. I continued eating my cereal, watching him. He threw his game controller down, turning to me. “Then make it your home.” He shrugged. Wow, I waited for that.“How are we going to live together and people at work don’t even know we are together? That sounds scary to me”. I watched his face cross, picking up his controller again. “I checked the guidance, the longer we leave it, the worse it will be. You can’t be my sergeant.” “Alright jesus woman!” Leon laugh
SFO Twenty Six
The last two weeks had gone by in a spin. Trying to organise nan’s funeral and sort out her house. It allowed me to put my mind to something, none of this really hitting me. I went back to work a couple of days ago, but Leon put me on desk duty. Allowing me to do paperwork and help organise the armoury. I was grateful, my mind wasn’t in the right place to be out in the action but I did start to miss it and Leon. I was in the second row of the church, crying my eyes out. Dad was in front of me, in his police uniform. I thought it was odd and you could see Leon’s face about to explode when he clearly wanted to make a joke out of it. Ryan was on my right, Leon my left. I listened to the pastor talk, talk about my nan like he knew her. He didn’t, not like us. She was the most amazing woman and without her I would have a massive hole in my heart. I just fucking knew it. I let out a sob, my head going down. Leon grabbed my hand, our fingers entwining. I let myself cry, my back shaking as th
SFO Twenty Seven
I was back in the field and I was so fucking happy. My adrenaline was pumping and my hand was tight around my gun. We had been called to an active shooter in an office block, there were shit loads of us, armed police on every floor. We were told to get to the fourth floor and Leon was in front, walking up the stairs, Matt was behind him and me behind Matt. I was doing my usual, walking backwards up the stairs, my gun pointed. We didn't actually know where the shooter was so my eyes were darting up every step. It felt odd to not be directly behind Leon, but I was so fucking proud of him. We got to the fourth floor and Leon and Matt stopped. I stopped walking myself, one foot on a step. I didn't turn my head to them so had no idea what was on the fourth floor. My heart was smashing into my chest, my eyes down the stairs. “Baby," "Yeah," I responded to Leon. "Take the men's toilets, on your right when you're up the stairs.""Received." I walked backwards up the last steps, turning to
SFO Epilogue
I giggled as Leon pushed his hard on into my backside, his arms around my waist. "Leon!" I giggled again as he pulled me back into his bedroom, his hand up my top. I had no bra on and his warm hands on my breast made me squeal, taking a breath in as his thumb rubbed my nipple. His hands moved and after a second I felt his warm, bare chest on me. I rubbed myself against him, feeling myself get wet. "You are so fucking sexy," he moaned in my ear, his other hand in my knickers. He stroked my clit gently, my eyes closing. We were at the end of the bed, my hand grabbing his neck behind me. Leon's finger traveled my whole wetness, making me giggle. "I can't get over how wet I make you." He bit into my neck and I heard his trousers drop. I turned around and his hands went to my backside, grabbing it and pushing me closer to him. My arms went around his neck as he kissed me. I took a deep breath in as his tongue explored my mouth, Leon slowly dropped me onto the bed, his tongue never leavin
SFO One
I ignored the voice to the right of me, my gun in front of me, my arms stretched out. “Get on the floor now!” Stuart shouted, he was at least a meter in front of me, but my gun was drawn to the scruffy man with his hands up, slowly dropping to the floor. “Lex.” The voice said again. I ignored it, putting my gun away. “Lex.” It repeated. “What Leon?” I turned to his stupid face. “Want to grab a drink after debrief?” “With you? No,” I said firmly. Leon put his gun away, fully standing now. “Are you two going to help me or continue to sort out your Friday night?” Stuart said roughly, putting handcuffs on scruffy man. “Well, we were in the middle of a conversation, Stu,” Leon chuckled.“Leon fuck off and get him in the van. Fuck sake,” Stuart barked, standing up. Leon did what he was told, lifting the man up and walking him towards the van parked next to the side road. “Good job guys.” Stuart slapped my back. “Lexie, drive for me please?” Stuart asked and I nodded, getting into the
SFO Two
"Duggan, Bailey! Armoury now!" Williams shouted to us from her office. Me and Leon both jumped up, grabbing our vests. It was barely nine in the morning and I looked at my full mug of coffee as we jogged to the armoury. "Leon Bailey," Leon said as he got to the armoury window. I was behind him, looking at the door."What the fuck is going on?" I whispered to myself. Leon moved away from the window, putting his gun into his vest pocket. "Lexie Duggan." I told the officer behind the window, tapping my foot as he got my gun and paperwork. I signed it quickly, putting my gun away too. "Right guys," Williams poked her head in and started walking to the station's main entrance, me and Leon trailing behind. "Situation in an abandoned block of flats off Market Road. Shots fired, third floor, one suspect." She turned to us at the door. "Stuart is in occupational health. I don't have anyone else, it's just you two.""Okay," Leon said casually. "Just us? Just the two of us?" I asked, my mind
SFO Three
I had given my statement to Williams and got out of the shower at the station. I ran my hands through my very curly black hair, looking into the mirror. It would have to do but I needed some deep condition in it the minute I got home. I changed into our office uniform, dark polo shirt and navy trousers. I walked back into the office, Leon looking up. "Come, let's go for that drink," he said, standing up. "I'm good Leon.""Yeah, I'm not taking no for an answer. You need it, let's go." I dropped my shoulders, nodding. "You okay Lexie?" Williams asked me, standing halfway out of her office. "I'm okay ma'am, thanks." "You two have a good night. You deserve it." She looked bashful and I just smiled, walking out of the office. I turned to Leon as we went into the car park and he read my mind. "Ignore her, she feels guilty." He got into his car and I got into the passenger side. "You think?" I put my seatbelt on."Yeah a hundred percent. We should have never gone in there, just the tw
SFO Four
We were tucked into a booth in the corner of the Queens head. It was still pretty early so it wasn't completely filled with police yet. Our thighs were touching again and it was making me hot and thirsty. I watched Leon take a gulp or his drink, turning his face to me. You would never think looking at him that he killed someone a couple of hours ago. "Does what you did earlier not bother you?" I asked, moving closer to him. "Erm, no." He chuckled. "He was going to kill you, it's what we're trained to do." He put his head back against the chair, but turned it to face me. "You've killed someone," he said bluntly. "Yeah I know, but he was a terrorist so it makes me feel a little better." I smiled weakly. I had only ever had to take one suspect down and when someone had a bomb attached to their leg it helps your moral compass. "And this guy was going to kill you, it's the same. I'll do my candle shit though." I sat up further, my brow crossed. "You're what?""Yeah, anytime someone di
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