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Twenty Two
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SFO Twenty Three
It was Leon’s first day back in the office and I couldn’t be more excited. I was really trying to play it down, but I made him a coffee which sat on his desk as I looked at the time. He better hurry up, it was about to get cold. “Morning!” He shouted, making me jump. I turned around to see him strolling into the office. That cheeky look on his face as per usual. Stuart stood up from his desk, grabbing him for a hug. “Welcome back Leon, I’m so fucking happy for you.” Stuart said, the emotion clear in his voice. “Thanks Stu, a lot. I mean it. I don’t know what I would do without you and Lex.” Leon put his hand on my shoulder, making my butterflies appear in my stomach. “Leon, my office please.” Williams said, her smile was huge and Leon threw his bag at his desk, practically skipping into the office. I looked at his coffee, and it was definitely going to get cold. I played about on my computer for a little bit, waiting for the door of Williams’s office to open. I turned around to Le
SFO Twenty Four
I opened the door to nan’s house, shopping bags in both hands.“Nan!” I shouted, going into the kitchen. “I’m coming baby, tell me you brought that wonderful man.” She cackled and I rolled my eyes. “Oh here he is!” She grabbed Leon’s face, kissing his cheeks.“I’m here too nan,” I sighed, putting her shopping away.“You’re not her favourite though Lex, that's me now.” I threw Leon a dirty look as he helped nan sit down. Leon sat opposite her, I’ll sort out the shopping then shall I?“How are you nan?” I asked, turning my head to her. She shrugged, oh I didn’t like that at all. “I saw your father yesterday. He made an appearance.” She scoffed. Leon sat back, his hands behind his head. “No way, police commissioner Duggan realised he has a mother.” “Oi!” I shouted at him, he turned to me with a stupid smirk. “Too far man, that is still my dad.” I laughed, turning the kettle on. “Tea nan?”“Please. Make one for Leon too.” I slapped my arms to my side, really? “Your dad is okay, he wan
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
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