Chapter 1: I Love You
Summary:
Tasha Zapata knew it long before her best (female) friend and co-agent, Patterson brought it up: she's more than
Simply put, she LOVES HIM, Edgar Reade's best friend, romantically. It's complicated.
a MI? me amas a mi?-ME...you love me?
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She's dedicated, utterly, and completely devoted to Edgar Reade Jr. Against the odds their long friendship weathered
many "hits", chief among them his engagement to Meg Butani (a Muslim-American journalist he'd met in the 18 months
between Tasha's CIA spy-school and her return to the New York office and completely unaware of 'Repata's' very complicated
romantic history) is an unfortunate casualty of the couple's new-found happiness. Tasha remembers a conversation with her
'girl' best friend, William Patterson:
[Patterson: You LIKE READE, just admit it!]
[Zapata: Of course I do...Reade's my best 'guy friend', and my partner]
[Patterson: DON'T FRONT-you like him romantically ...I count twice that you've been shot jumpin' in front of bullets
meant for him.]
[Zapata: Shut UP! Sangrona! (ass)]
[TASH-he's marrying Meg in exactly 23 days...time's runnin' out]
[Zapata: I know... I KNOW ...
Tasha decides to text Reade...
TZ:whacha doin'
ER: Michigan 🏈...GO BLUE!
TZ: can I come by? u have 🍺?
ER: u 🤔?
TZ: puedo pasar o no?
ER: u 🤔?
TZ: ok...10 minutes
ER: brang a bottle of j walker blue label
TZ: see ya in 30
Reade started in as soon Tasha is through the door. "You brought a SIX OF BEER...I texted Johnny Walker Blue...and what's
this: moneral water?"
Deftly avoiding the question, Tasha said "I'M not an Assistant Director of the FBI, the way that others are," un-capping a bottle
of water. "Who's winning?"
"We're leading by five, and driving," he replied.
"Go Blue!!" She parroted one of his favorite sayings (he attended U of Michigan on a football scholarship).
During a time-out, he asked again about the water. "We're pregnant."
Reade didn't react at first, then turned her slowly, his eyes wide. "How?"...
'The night that Sandstorm fell-at your place?"
Now it dawned on the AD. "Riiiight...I have to break up with Meg."
"Reade." He turns back to her. "Do you love her?"
After about a minute, he said: "She's not who I'm in love with."
Her breath catching, Zapata said, "W-who then?"
"No te hagas."
"Aaaa-a MI? Me amas a mi?"
The expression on his face is all the answer that Tasha needs; she goes to him, sitting on his lap and putting her arms
about his neck. They kiss and kiss some more. "The game", he protests weakly (he is already getting hard from the heat
of her crotch through her slacks).
"DVR it!"
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repatarepatarepatarepatarepatarepatarepatarepatarepatarepata
Spanish-English
puedo pasar o no?-i can come by or not?
no te hagas-don't play dumb (in a playful way)
Chapter 2: Talk To Me
Summary:
On the eve of a possible divorce, proud Victoria Hughes sees that the key
to saving her marriage is to swallow her pride and go against her nature and
admit to...well READ ON...you'll see
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The fire's gonna BURN, 'cause that's what fires DO...how do you reason with a force of nature that exists only
in search of more, MORE FUEL; more, MORE OXYGEN, so that it can keep burning...fires aren't particular about
the type of fuel either: people, property, other living things...fires have no conscience or politics, 'I'll burn this
but not that'-no process to decide what or who to burn or not burn...with fire, you hit it hard and hit it FAST, to
to have any hope of mitigating the damage...
"What are you talking about?, Victoria? I'm tired...I'm tired, too tired to fight about this anymore."
Don't gloss over the facts...state your position clearly and leave no room for
misunderstanding; that happens much too often when just a word said (or NOT SAID-
NOT SAID)-an explanation to clear it all up can save the day...so SAVE THE DAY! And do it now!
"H-H-Husband..." the breaking of her voice brings Ripley around sharply. "What is it, Vic!? What's happened?!"
"I went into...that p-paper box site even after you said n-not t-to...I...held my breath for t-too long, and..I was PREGNANT;
I knew that I was pregnant at the ti-ti..."
Clutching her to him, Lucas swallows a lump in his throat, which promptly traveled to his stomach..."Its, its alright, baby...!"
NO IT ISN'T!! she screams. IT ISN'T OKAY for me to kill our baby!" Both of them sink to the kitchen
tiles, clutching each other desperately. "I didn't mean it...PLEASE, LUKE, I swear that I didn't mean it!" Vic can't stop sobbing.
After a while, Lucas' quiet whispers, gentle kisses, and soothing caresses bring her crying under control. ('You're fine; you're ok,"
we're ok, we'll be OK."
"W-we will?" Victoria wants to believe it, so desperately.
"I promise."
Her eyes red and shining, Hughes said "Make love to me...right now!"
"Yeah...yeah, let's go upstairs..."
"RIGHT HERE", she insists, pulling at his jeans. He complies.
Chapter 3: It's Not So Easy
Chapter by dwalk1_2002, kellicohn23
Summary:
Teddy Altman and Amelia Shepherd-Teddy gets 'read out' by Amelia about
her advice to simply forgive Maya's transgression
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Maya Bishop and Carina DeLuca-Maya wants to get past the episode with Jack quickly
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Victoria Hughes (Ripley) and Travis Montgomery-Vic confides her feelings to Travis on
a few subjects.
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Jack Gibson and Dean Miller-Dean wants Sasha to take a bigger role with Hughes and
Jack gets spooked
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Carina DeLuca and Amelia Shepherd-Amelia suggests that Carina discount Teddy's advice
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FORGIVE HER ?!...only YOU would pull that one out of your ass, Theodora!" Amelia Sheperd gulps coffee as they
walk; Teddy Altman lost the capacity to shock her some time ago.
Teddy glanced back to see Carina and Maya strolling in the direction of the parking lot, their index fingers crooked and linked together.
"Why? Aren't I redeemable?" She's half-serious.
"Of course you are Dr. Pointy Nose! Of all people I'm the last one to judge-DEAD LAST. It's just...for example: I'm caught
you, my dear friend, and my former spouse. And as much as I love you, I was married to HIM...it's a tough place to be is all I'm sayin'."
"Yeah; I get that...hey-later do you wanna-"....(beeeeep...beeeeep)...SHIT-call me!"
As Teddy dashes away Amelia snarks "FORGIVE HER!"
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"I hope that you understand that the events of that...NIGHT...won't be so easily overcome, Captain Bishop", Carina says, a bit of an edge
an edge to her declaration.
"I know, I know that. I'm hanging onto hope that we'll be alright someday...I don't want it to be too much for us-one stupid mistake?
And I'm not trying to pretend that I should get off easily, or that what I did was trivial. I will do anything...ummm, OK: farò qualsiasi
cosa? That's right: right?"
"Very much right Bella: I appreciate the effort."
"This is nice, taking a walk..."
"MAYA!"
"I only said this is nice!" the blonde woman protested.
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"Hey, Vic!" Montgomery greets the Chief's wife.
"Hey...did New Guy actually resign yet?" Travis' fish-eye causes a back-track: "That was...SORRY, Trav-fight with Ripley-well, not a
FIGHT...yeah, it was a fight..."
"I don't follow."
"Neither do I! I picked a fight right before I came here, for shift...it was about something so ...TRIVIAL; it's ridiculous."
"The 'beans'-all of them, NOW!"
"It's...Andy and Sullivan...what...why 'them' bothers me a little... I don't know-it has nothing to do with me...but it does bother me,
and when Lucas asked I just blurted it out, so..."
"Ms Ledecker from 9th Grade English stressed-STRESSED-that you can't end a sentence with 'so...'; more important though: I know why
you are so much against 'them'...that whole mess with HR you and the Chief went through that THEY didn't have to, because of your husband's
new policy re-writes. Resentment."
"Fifteen minutes until shift begins, Dr. Diane. And I'll think about your bullshit theory." She stood up to leave, then reached back to tousle his
carefully jelled 'do. "And it's not all bullshit, what you said. It's a lotta bit true, some of it."
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"Miller; you gotta tell me-PLEASE TELL ME-that you didn't actually tell Hughie that Sasha's taking her place with Prue. You made this descision
when, exactly?
Dean verified "The morning after the second celebration party, you know-celebrating Dixon. Dean fucked-up?", the big man grins, then
winces, and grabs his head.
"She's got that look in her eyes", the handsome Lieutenant confides. "If she gets close, protect yo' neck, and don't forget your balls."
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Amelia pokes her head in, and seeing Carina with her heels off and her head back, she barges in, 'being Amelia'. "Teddy put her two cents
in, and as your unofficial Vestie I feel that's only right that I take my shot."
"I do not understand 'take my shot'...?"
Typing quickly into her cellphone, the neurologist reads from the screen, and recited " di avere la possibilità".
"Oh, alright, then. What is it that you want to say?, Amelia?"
"Forgiveness is earned. Yes, eventually forgive her, but only after she's EARNED IT. A quick and painless fix makes it too.
easy to 'slip' again. Take it from me: MAKE IT BURN A LITTLE ".
Carina smiled to herself. "Make it burn a little."
Chapter 4: Let's DO IT
Summary:
Vic Hughes is expecting a baby. Her happiness is tempered though by a
question as to PATERNITY...LUCAS' or DAVID MAYHORN'S? What will she do
if the worst possible scenario comes to pass?
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All of her insecurities come boiling to the surface once more after Carina DeLuca verified the young woman's
suspicions: she IS pregnant...nine weeks ...of course she'd considered the possibility, though only in the abstract,
and certainly not six months after being married. She thought hard about whether there is the possibility, though tiny that the
child could be Mayhorn's: TINY, though not completely implausible as she and her husband began their intimate relationship within
a month after she stopped seeing the Station 23 Firefighter.
The main worry for her is how Lucas might react if the child is not his. As Dr. DeLuca explained an amniocentesis
(when the OB uses an ultrasound machine to help her guide a thin needle into the uterus through her abdomen) to draw just a
small amount of amniotic fluid, which can then be tested for DNA. The risks for this procedure are: they may contribute to the
risk of miscarriage, leaking of amniotic fluid, vaginal bleeding, or cramping. Separat4e and apart from that, the optimum time-
frame for the procedure is between 14 and 20 weeks (minimum 3.5 months) after which she will almost certainly be "showing."
The other option is a CVS (chorionic villus sampling): a thin tube or a needle is inserted into the vagina through the cervix, to try
to obtain small pieces of tissue that are attached to the wall of the uterus, known as chorionic villi. This is the better option in Vic's,
wonderful news...
Two and one-half weeks later
Sullivan stops short outside of his boss's office door: Lucas Ripley's pleasant alto contrasts Elton John's nasally whine:
...and you, you'll be blessed; You'll have the best
I promise you that! I'll pick a star from the sky;
Pull your name from a hat...I promise you that, promise you that, promise you that..."
He stepped inside, grinning. "Why so...MUSI-CAL this morning, Chief? And 'Blessed', no less! Interesting choice."
Ripley's smiling to beat the band; he tossed his taller friend a Cuban cigar and chortled (chortledRodney ! with
glee: "I'm going to be a DAD, Sully-can you believe that shit!?
"Well alright, Riptide-the Old Man still has it!"
Chapter 5: Let's DO IT 2
Summary:
Will we even be able to raise and raise a baby?. It is only in
everyday life that parents develop in their new roles and learn to raise their
child. Will the primary care-giver breastfeed? Exactly how painful will childbirth
be (if one of them 'carries' the child(ren)? And what of crib death? Infant disease?
Will they panic in an emergency?
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One is probably never actually 'ready' to bring a child into their family...and first-time parents are rarely if ever
completely prepared. Even medical professional who are parents for the first time feel unsure at the beginning,
including a Firefighter who has numerous experiences responding to medical emergencies involving children or infants
partnered with a licensed and practicing obstetrician...
The next question is whether to adopt or begin in-vitro? And in the case of the second, should they choose a 'known'
donor or an anonymous one? "I prefer someone who is at least known to us," said Carina.
"So do I" her partner responds. "Any ideas-regarding potential fathers?"
"Someone with Italian heritage. We Italians have an inner joie de vivre as the French call the 'joy of life.'
Not to say that others do not have it, only that it is a part of us. There's a Doctor at Pac-North: Salvatore Cassini.
He is not only very handsome, but he also holds three degrees in as many specialties and I have known him for four
years; he is...um..."
"A former lover" Maya finished.
"A Friend With Benefits-Amici con Benefici . This was obviously before YOU. He is very healthy and
moderate in all vices: we joked about having a child together and he would not insist on being overly involved in
the child's life."
"And he'd agree?"
"I am sure of it. I can organize a meeting."
Maya thinks about it. "Okay. Let's meet him.
Chapter 6: Let's DO IT 3
Summary:
Edgar and Tasha are seven months into their *new normal*-after three years they do away with
the pretenses admit their feelings for one another ('nudges' from Patterson and Kurt Weller assist
in this)..."Me enamore de ti" (I'm in love with you) she admits one night and after his initial 'storm-
out' they find their way back to each other: he has been loving her too long to stop now...
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Zapata has 'commandeered' the right side of Reade's bed (now THEIR BED) and watches videos of her young Nephews/cavorting in the
snow; Reade focuses on a tightly contested game between the Maryland Terrapins and his alma mater, Michigan Wolverines:
['Less than two minutes to go with the Terrapins ahead 74-67...shot clock down to 10 seconds for Michigan...(Zeb) Jackson fires-off
the rim: rebounded by Donta Scott and here come the Terps...(Eric) Ayala sends it over to Wiggins...Wiggins to Scott-back over to Wiggins:
from the right key: count 'em! Aaron Wiggins with 19 points to put this game presumably out of reach...at the other end (Isaiah) Livers
pops from '3' and with that, we can 'book' this one, Connie...76-70, the Maryland Terrapins hold of the Wolverines of Michigan'...I'm Paul
Hand with Connie Jaworski from the Chrysler Center in Ann Arbor...']
Reade mutters 'Fuck", under his breath and snaps off the television in disgust; his partner set aside her tablet and turned to him: "Awww;
I'm sorry baby...hey, you wanna..." pointing to her crotch.
What a question!
She's wearing only a CIRG t-shirt with a bra and boyshorts beneath: pulled her undies to the side with her left hand as she guided HIS
hand down to her dampening slit. She waited for him to slip his middle two fingers between her protruding lips, and then she pulled his
hand towards her hard, driving his fingers deep inside herself; once his palm flattens against her upright clit. His fingers had curled
upwards and brushed against her G-spot on the first entry and all it takes is another POKE before she has her first mini-orgasm...her red-
painted toes curl and she twists and writhes spastically, raising questing lips for a kiss.
They breathe through their noses, their tongues deep with the mouth of the other: Tasha grips his strong forearms and puts pecking
little 'kissies' on his collarbone, each nipple; his defined abdomen...she kissed her way to the barbered thatch of hair at the base of his
awakening manhood... "Tan lindo"-(so gorgeous) she whispers before gently nudging the tip with her soft lips, tasting the pearl of clear
liquid in the indented slit. He murmurs something like 'SHAAA!" and she takes in the top third of him with a grin. She strokes him with
her small and dexterous fingers, letting her tongue tip swirl around the shaft of the meaty intrusion in her mouth. Reade nearly erupted
on the spot when her dark doe eyes lock onto his, her head bobbing up and down without a pause-never breaking eye contact. His
hips pump 'staccato'-his fingers stroking her lustrous mane of hair and TIGHTENING when she gets him nearly all the way to the
opening of her throat.
When it's her turn she shivers when his raspy tongue contacts her clitoral shaft and the labia surrounding it (exterior)-during the
blow-job her feminine juices had begun flowing and that flow increases when he laps the thin barrier of tissue between her slit
and the world of her anus...she smells of Victoria's Secret (she makes sure that she always has a supply of Passion at their
shared condo (and in her go-bag... her legs start to quiver and she can't control them. The sensations from her clit seemed to overpower
her brain. She can only chant his name over and over mixing in exclamations of how much she loves and adores him while he focuses
coaxing climax after climax out of her. When the massive orgasm she was working toward finally burst free, leaving her back stiff, her
back sore, and her limbs liquified Reade keeps gently chewing her clit.
Up on hands and knees (their preferred position) Tasha is so wet that he slips into her easily-even after seven months of five days
per week sex he can still 'sting' her on first entry. She bites her lips when his economy-sized member stretches her wide so familiarly...
to comfortably accommodate him she spreads her thighs wider and arches her back...she is SO FULL OF HIM...the steady drip of her
'tickticktick' against the wet patch on their sheets as counter-points to the slapslapslap of his groin against her incredible buttocks...
The thought that she's failed to refill her birth control prescription (and that they haven't used condoms in months) flits through
her mind but doesn't really care. She pushes back against him, swivels her hips, reveling in the gasp that explodes from him. She
bounces her big butt against him more energetically and rotated her hips a little faster, suddenly WANTING HIM TO CUM, almost
WILLING HIM TO...to aid in that quest she reached back between her legs, her slender fingers just able to reach Reade's balls,
gently caressing them as he speeded up, really working her out.
"LA MADRE!" (FUCK!) he growled, sliding his hands up to her shoulders and shoving his cock as deep into clenching wetness as
he could...Zapata lets herself go, lets the wave of heat overtake and consume her...
His big prick twitches and spasms within her. As soon as his hands loosened their grip on her shoulders, she slumps forward
and onto her front; he groans as he plops down next to the seat-beaded and lightly-panting Latina beauty. "God I hope that I'm
pregnant," she grins, carefully watching his face for his reaction.
He tiredly agrees..
Chapter 7: Let's DO IT 4
Chapter by dwalk1_2002, lila_luscious1
Summary:
An AU of season 2 events with a time jump and a re-arrange of the episodes: Herrera's medal celebration party
happened closer to episode 13 (instead of during 8) and in the season finale she and Sullivan DID successfully
consummate their passion...in between Andy had continued sleeping with Jack Gibson...now she's EXPECTING...
(RUH-ROH!) and fully committed to one man-her BOSS 😕😕😲😧
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"Oh, SHIT!" Hughes groans, staring at her friend with a mixture of joy, panic, pity, horror, and consternation.
Bishop doesn't know what to say: she's equal parts happy and horrified by Herrera's news. and her mind is in a whirl of
confusion as to what advice to give, or if she should give adviceAT ALL : Andy tends to 'shoot the messenger' when asking
for advice if it didn't 'square' with what she'd already decided, often putting her friends and confidants in the position of taking NO POSITION
in matters of the heart...
The Latina Lieutenant had come to the Ripleys' in a panic after sending a ' 911 ' to both women; both were very
surprised at her refusal of a beer or some of Miller's special margarita (leftover from HER medal celebration): not so much when she reveals
that she's pregnant. Hughes does a little 'quiet dance since she and Lucas' daughter is napping upstairs...Maya's happy, full-toothed grin fades
into a puzzled expression of shock when she hears the rest of the news: shakily, Andy confesses "I, um; I can't rule-out Tanner or Jack as
possibilities."
As calmly as she's able Maya asks "HOW?! And WHY can't you rule them out?"
"PLEASE don't tell us that you've been casting around on Sullivan," said Vic, a trifle perturbed. "That's gonna great over great
with Lucas!"
"NO! At the party, I was kinda drunk and Tanner and I did it, as you know...I can't be sure but IF he put-on a condom I think he pulled the
old 'slip off the rubber on the up-stroke' trick...my last time with Jack-which was two weeks or maybe THREE before the Cali wildfires I made a
oke about him poking holes in the condom and he grinned that 'Gibson grin' of his and I played it off...."
Maya asked, "What about SULLIVAN?"
"Didn't use one. By that time I was already in love with him, and to be honest celibate since Jack and too horny to care...I don't pray normally,
but I need this baby to be his. If he isn't the father I don't know that...that the news won't break us. I don't believe in abortion but I can't lose
"Quietly Vic asks "Abortion ?"
Equally as quietly Andy repeats "I can't lose him ".
"I'll ask Carina to fit you in for a paternity test ASAP. QUIETLY of course. I'll let you know. We're here for you, Mi'ja-right Vic?"
"Oh hell yeah!"
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Whistling happily Herrera entered the Beanery a few weeks later; forty minutes before shift it's empty save for Hughes and Bishop; Vic
grabs a ketchup bottle from the table in front of her and sings a few verses of LOYAL by Chris Brown, Lil Wayne and Tyga:
'These girls ain't LOYAL (Mays: No these HOES AIN'T!)
These hoes ain't LOYAL (Maya: No No No they NOT)...
Still grinning she gives them both the 'finger' and motions for them to follow her to a far corner of the room: "Robert's the Papá! It's
official!" she gushed.
"OH THANK HEAVEN!" Maya lets out a pent-in breath and hugs her best friend, followed by Vic.
"I'm so happy for you Girl...so happy."
"What a relief-I dodged a bullet", Andy said. "I'm telling him tonight, but I don't want anyone else to know except him and the two
of you for now."
"No prob. I'm gonna call my husband before the shift starts: twenty minutes left", Vic says walking away. Mischievously the youngest
of the three friends hums a bar of 'Loyal', tickling Maya. She and the blonde start toward the entrance to the cafeteria, and on parting, she
she calls "That could apply to the two of you as well, PUTAS QUE FUERAN!" (rough translation: whores who were)
LOYAL (CHRIS BROWN/LIL WAYNE/TYGA)©
The song has multiple references to AVARICE, though Vic and Maya are poking fun at the promiscuous and mercenary aspects of
certain women who [Come on, come on, girl Why you frontin'?-Baby show me something-When I call her, she gon' leave-And I bet
that bottom dollar she gon' cheat)
Chapter 8: '911-What's Your Emergency?'
Chapter by kellicohn23
Summary:
Six months pregnant, Kim Burgess transitioned to the call center where the
city's emergency calls are routed (911). She's not HATING IT...
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**Chicago Emergency Communication Center**
The '911' call center is BORING BORING BORING...except that Burgess EXCELS at it. Her ability to de-escalate some really terrible
situations-some of the worst that a citizen has ever experienced. A large number of the contacts are similar to THIS:
"The City of Chicago, 911...what is your emergency?"
"Ya'll are fuckin' murderers, Bro..."
"Sir, This is the Emergency Communication Center, City Of Chicago: are you calling to report an emergency?"
"PAID KILLERS, Bro. Y'all usin' our tax dollars to murder us, Bro." [dial tone].
N.I.C.E.
Near the end of her shift this call came through Kim's switchboard:
"The City of Chicago, 911...what is your emergency?"
"Yeah...Hello, I am on the corner of 38th and Chicago and I literally watched police officers not take a pulse and not do anything to
save a man, and I am a first responder myself, and I literally have it on video camera (clears throat). I just happened to be on a walk so,
this dude, this, they fucking killed him so, I ah...they did not let me or any other bystanders assist the guy, including a lady who claimed
to be emergency Room Doc..."
Kim asked "Can you be more specific about your location-what block of 38th, please?
"4400 block", reported the caller. "By the way, I'm recording this. I’m, I mean I’m fucking recording this right now. I’m willing to talk
to your agents about this so if we need to talk to a supervisor right now or if somebody needs to get into contact with me later on."
Kim said "Please stay on the line with me a few moments, Sir, while I contact Emergency Medical Services...just one minute: 'Dispatch,
I'm operator C911-0097...unknown medical emergency, 4400 block of 38th Street and Chicago Avenue...CPD is on scene.'
When she looked up the incident after lunch Burgess saw that the incident at 38th Street and Chicago resulted in a death. Notes on the
screen indicated that three CPD officers have been suspended along with a patrol Sergeant and charged with negligent homicide (the caller's
report had been somewhat accurate about the patrol response). On her break, she decided to call Kevin:
"Yo. "
Since she can hear that her former partner has his speaker function activated she said loudly "BAY-BEE!"
"HEY-QUIETA!" Vanessa Rojas piped in.
"How ya doin', Kev?"
Atwater waited for a beat before responding. "The death in custody."
"Yeah."
From the background: "Neither oF us is cool with that, Kim...NEITHER OF US."
"Copy that."
"Hey...I have a 'contact' over there keeping an eye on you...you aren't taking the extra breaks you're allowed to. I ain't no expert on
pregnancy but..."
"¡Tome sus descansos!" interjected Rojas (again).
Humorously, Kim said "Translation?"
"Take your damn breaks...can call Ruz", Atwater said, signing off.
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Quieta=calm down/back off
Tome sus descansos=take your breaks!