Vamps of weazleville

" Stop in the name of the law", she seethed, huffing and puffing as she ran. Once she lay her hands on him, it is punching time.

Melissa tried keeping up with his pace, the same time looking back to see if her team were keeping up.

The man seemed frustrated that she wasn't giving up, he grimaced, slowing down a bit as he was getting tired 

" Shit! I should have stayed at home", she murmured. Who knew chasing a bad guy

could be this difficult, they never told her this was part of her job. Yup, definitely, she should expect that.

Been running after this bastard for twenty minutes. Her legs buckled under her, getting ready to give up.

Knocking down trash cans, Melissa narrowly avoided falling flat on her face.

" That is it, you bastard!", Shouting profanities, she increased her speed. She needed to end this chase soon or she did be damned.

Finally, there was a dead end in front of them.

" No where to run to now, you sonofabitch", she wheezed, crouching down to breathe. 

Bringing out a dagger, he lunged at her which she managed to stop his stupid attempt of escaping the law with a sharp punch straight to his face. He jerked backwards giving her the opportunity to grab his hand and twisted it, putting a handcuff around it.

" You are under arrest", Melissa sneered.

Her team came after some minutes, they looked tired and scared but she wasn't in the mood to reprimand them, she just wanted to sleep on her bed, naked.

Melissa groaned painfully, rubbing her sore legs. 

" Jones", she heard her agent supervisor, Howard called. Coming out of his vehicle in his suit with his squads trailing behind him, he approached her with a smile plastered on his face.

Just in time!

Sending him a flat stare, she almost rolled her eyes at him. " Sir?", She grunted.

" Are you okay?", He asked.

Plastering her best smile, Melissa gritted her teeth as she spoke. " Of course, why won't I be ?"

" I ran miles trying to stop a spy, my team took their sweet time getting here, my legs ache. I am doing so great."

" I smell sarcasm ", Mr Lucas smiled, patting her back gently. The old man definitely knows how to get her so she can't stay mad at him.

" That is your job Jones, you should know before joining the police force", Howard , as his name was, walked up to Melissa. He looked at her with disgust, scrunching his nose.

She does look sweaty, with her hair sticking on her face but he had no right to stare at her in that way.

" Then what is yours? Messing around on duty?", Melissa retorted back. She wasn't going to take shit from a nuisance like him.

" Watch your tongue Melissa. Do I have to remind you who your agent in command is?"

She gritted her teeth and fisted her fist. Her patience was wearing out, her hands itching to punch him. " I am nobody's dog", Melissa shot back and walked past him.

 " My job here is done", she said to Mr Lucas, walking to the next van.

" I am taking this up!", Howard yelled to which she gave him a middle finger which got him more frustrated. 

Asshole.

..........

Stepping through the front door to her apartment, Melissa discarded her bag by the door, kicking her boots off. 

Running to the bedroom, she jumped on her bed. " I miss you so much. My only companion who never cared if I had showered or not."

Stripping out of her shirt and pants, Melissa walked around the house in her underwear. Her daily routine since she lived alone.

Pondering on what to eat, Melissa shuddered as the cold hit her body, she needed a hot bath. She stopped what she was doing when she noticed a letter on her table. 

"How did this get here?", She thought.

Carefully picking it up, she opened it. 

" A transfer letter", Melissa didn't bother reading it all as she squeezed the paper. " Howard, you bastard!"

He finally got a way to get rid of her, transferring her to a dead town.

.......

" This was in my god-damned apartment", Melissa snapped, punching her fist against Howard's table.

" So.... What should I do about it?" He drawled.

" Howard, I swear to ...... If you don't start explaining yourself right now, I will drill a hole through your skull " she threatened, knowing goddamn fully well that she was talking to her supervisor.

" The authorities decided on it, not just me", he shrugged.

" So you think transferring me to Buckerwill is going to stop me, you are so going to regret this ", Melissa fumed.

Buckerwill is a small town with low crime rate. She did be completely useless there. Howard was trying to get rid of her, so this was part of his plan.

Great!

Melissa marched into the big boss office, didn't even bother to knock.

" Mr Lucas, you knew about this?", She slammed the letter on his table, waiting for him to explain.

He sighed, dropping the files he was working on. " Melissa, this is for your own good."

" Wait! what! My own good or your own fucking benefits. You and that bastard were intimidated by me and you know how hardworking I am."

" Melissa Jones, I am sorry but the conclusion have been made. You are moving to Buckerwill next month, your housing have been arranged."

" Is that suppose to make me feel excited?", she shot back. " Eliminating me won't be that easy."

" No one is getting rid of you, Buckerwill needs you more than we do", he said as he push the letter towards her. " There are lots of cases you can handle in that town. If you need anything, let me know."

" Cases like what? Robbery, hijacking, raping? You know that is not my kind of case", she retorted back.

" I am sorry agent Jones."

And that was how she ended up in buckerwill. Melissa knew she was a troublemaker but she was good with her job.