Lucy Chen X Tim Bradford

wilthing-rose13

2 years ago

Okay so I’ve been watching Rookie, and I wanna talk about how Tim and Lucy’s relationship changed after season 1 finale where Tim got exposed to a disease.

Like it changed more noticeably after Lucy’s kidnapping but it changed here too just more subtly.

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rookie the rookie the rookie abc chenford lucy chen lucy chen x tim bradford tim bradford Tim Bradford x Lucy Chen

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myjelllybean

1 year ago

Try again

This is a Chenford fanfiction I had an idea for and just had to write it down. English is not my first language so there could be a few mistakes.

I hope everyone who reads this enjoys it. If anyone has feedbak, I am open for it. <3

Summary: After months of trying, Lucy finally gets pregnant but things get complicated when she was alone on patrol.

She was sitting on the bed, the white stick on the bedside table. She couldn’t look away from the timer that was counting down on the display of her phone.

Tim wasn’t at home, not this time. She couldn’t bear to see this look of disappointment on his face, like all the times again. Of course, she knew that her husband wasn’t disappointed of her. He was disappointed because they have tried to have a baby for so long and still haven’t had a positive pregnancy test.

Her phone rings, signaling that the timer has stopped. Lucy took one last deep breath before taking the stick in her hands and turning it around.

One line.

Negative.

She threw the test into the trash can. Her eyes began to burn from unshed tears. She wouldn’t cry again. It just felt terrible. Like she has lost something even though there wasn’t a thing she could lose.

Lucy went to the kitchen. She had to start making dinner for them. Tamara was in her room, studying for an upcoming test. Tim would be home in around an hour. He had to go to an operation which took longer than expected and now he was stuck with paperwork.

Lucy moved through the kitchen with mechanical precision, her mind a haze of frustration and sorrow. She chopped vegetables, stirred pots, and set the table, all the while pushing down the urge to cry. The scent of garlic and onions filled the air, but it brought her no comfort today. She was tired, emotionally drained from the constant cycle of hope and disappointment.

Her phone buzzed with a message from Tim.

Tim: Stuck in paperwork hell. Be home soon. Love you.

She stared at the message, feeling a familiar pressure in her chest. She didn’t know how to face him tonight. How to tell him that, once again, their hopes had been destroyed. She knew he loved her, and she loved him with all her heart, but the weight of their unfulfilled dream was becoming too much for her.

"Hey, are you okay?" Tamara's voice broke through her thoughts. Lucy turned to see her standing in the doorway, concern etched on her face. Tamara was like Tim and her daughter. But still, it wasn’t their baby. Lucy wanted to be pregnant, she wanted to feel the baby kick for the first time.

Lucy forced a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired."

Tamara wasn’t convinced, but she didn’t press further. She knew Lucy well enough to see through the façade, but she respected her space. "Need any help with dinner?"

"No, I've got it. Thanks, Tamara," Lucy replied, her voice soft.

Tamara nodded and retreated to her room, leaving Lucy alone with her thoughts once again. She finished preparing the meal and set the dishes on the table, the routine providing a small measure of distraction.

“I am home!”

“In the kitchen.”

She had just placed the last plate on the table when Tim stepped inside.

“Hey, babe, how was your day?” Lucy didn’t want to talk about it. Her day was terrible.

“Was ok. Yours?”

She knew that Tim would hear that she was lying, but still she hoped that he wouldn’t pry.

“Stressful. But I am glad I am home now. And now again, how was your day? I can see you are lying.”

Tim stepped closer and hugged Lucy when he saw a tear escaping her eye.

“Took a test today. Was negative again.”

Lucy started crying freely into Tim’s chest. She felt like shit. Her chest hurt from holding back the urge to cry, as well as her throat. She had a bad headache and was sad.

“And then Angela came to visit with Jack, and she always said how exhausting it is to be pregnant again when she already has a toddler, and I was sad because I WANT the exhausting pregnancy. She just found out she was pregnant again and we try and try, and nothing happens!”

She didn’t want this anymore. Today was the worst negative test. She really considered not trying for a baby any longer. It was too exhausting.

“Hey, it’s ok to be sad about it. We can still try again and if it won’t work it’s ok. I will always love you, no matter if we will have a mini you run around or not. You are not disappointing me or anyone else. Things like that happen. We are not the only couple with these problems. There are also other options.”

“But I want a mini us running around! I want to see a mini you and me!”

Lucy stepped back from Tim. Right now, she couldn’t be held by him. Not when she was still feeling like a disappointment. If he was still with Ashley or Isabel, he could have kids.

Tim noticed Tamara emerging from her room. It was clear she overheard the whole conversation, regarding the look on her face.

She went straight to Lucy and only hesitated for a moment, before hugging her. She couldn’t bear to see Lucy like that. Lucy melted into the embrace, while Tamara rubbed gentle circles over her back.

“Do you want to eat something?” Tamara looked at Lucy. She hoped that Lucy would say yes, so they all could sit in front of the TV which could hopefully distract her.

They took the plates from the dinner table and went to the living room. Tim turned on the TV and scrolled through Disney+ until they settled on ‘revenge’. Lucy wanted to watch ‘Grey’s anatomy’, her comfort show, but Tamara and Tim both knew that a medical show wouldn’t do anything to distract her from her current problems.

***

Three months later, Lucy was late. They haven’t exactly tried to become pregnant, but also haven’t really done something to prevent becoming pregnant.

She decided to do a pregnancy test when she got home, not wanting to do it on the job and risk having a breakdown in front of everyone.

But while she was on a call, together with Nolan, nothing went like it should.

When Nolan had just handcuffed the guy they chased, three other guys came around the corner and attacked them. They were in an alley, so the chances to be seen by anybody weren’t really high.

Long story short, only 2 minutes later, she laid on the concrete; barely conscious.

When Lucy regained consciousness, she was lying on a stretcher, bright lights flashing above her. She felt a hand gently patting her shoulder, and she turned her head to see Bailey Nune, one of the paramedics, looking down at her with concern.

"Lucy, can you hear me?" Bailey asked, her voice steady but urgent.

"Y-yeah," Lucy managed to say, wincing as pain shot through her leg.

"Stay with me, okay? You're going to be fine," the paramedic reassured her, checking her vitals and ensuring she was stable. "You've been injured, but we're getting you to the hospital now."

Lucy nodded weakly; her mind foggy. She felt the ambulance start driving, the sirens blaring as they sped through the streets. Bailey stayed by her side, her presence comforting in the chaos.

"Tim," Lucy said, her voice barely above a whisper, with her thoughts drifting to her husband.

"Don't worry, we'll get in touch with him," Bailey promised, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "Just focus on staying with us."

***

Tim was in the middle of a meeting when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen and felt his heart drop when he saw Bailey's name. He quickly excused himself and answered the call.

"Bailey? What's going on?"

"Tim, it's Lucy. She's been injured. We're taking her to the hospital now," Bailey said, her voice calm but urgent.

Tim's world seemed to tilt.

"What happened? Is she okay?"

"She was attacked during a call. She's stable, but you need to get to the hospital," Bailey replied.

"I'm on my way," Tim said, already moving toward the door.

Tim arrived at the hospital in record time, his heart pounding with fear for his wife. He rushed to the emergency room, where he found Bailey waiting for him.

"Bailey, where is she? How is she?" Tim asked, his voice shaky.

“She is in the examination room. From what I have seen, she has many bruises, and she has a stab wound on her leg which definitely requires stitches.”

“A stab wound?!”

He didn’t hear Bailey’s reaction as he immediately ran to the examination room in which Lucy was laid on an examination table.

***

“Are you pregnant? I need to ask before we get you to get an x-ray.”

Lucy shook her head, before she nodded.

“I don’t know. It is possible. I haven’t managed to take a test yet.”

“Ok. Then we will make a short blood test to check, alright?”

Lucy nodded.

The nurse drew a small vial of blood which she sent to get checked.

“I will come back in a few minutes when we have the results.”

In that moment, the door swung open and revealed Tim who was still wearing his uniform.

“Baby, are you ok? Bailey said you were stabbed. Oh my god what happened?” His eyes widened in shock when he took in the sight of his wife in front of him.

She had a nasty bruise in her face and the right leg of her uniform was cut because the doctors had to treat the stab wound, which was now covered under a bandage.

“It looks worse than it is.”

Tim raised his eyebrow.

“Do they have to do more tests?”

“Yes, they want to get an x-ray, but they have to run a blood test before.”

Tim looked confused.

“A blood test? Why?”

“Because… I am late.”

Now, Tim looked even more confused, if that’s even possible.

“Late for what?”

Lucy smiled a bit. This was the first time she felt hope. She wanted to be pregnant.

“My period is late. It is possible I am pregnant. They want to check that before they get me to get an x-ray.”

“Really? It… it is possible we get a baby?”

“I don’t know. I don’t want to be disappointed again, you know we often had that before,” Lucy said while shrugging. “But this is the first time in months that I feel a bit of hope again. I have felt nauseous the last two days and dizzy. But we will see when the tests come back.”

Tim smiled at her.

“We could be pregnant.”

“Yes, we could.”

***

It wasn’t long until the nurse came back while looking at the display of the tablet.

“I think it’s time for congratulations. You are pregnant, Lucy.” The nurse’s kind smile turned into confusion, when Lucy started crying.

Tim immediately went to hug her, and she buried her face in his uniform.

“We are pregnant. Really? We are going to have a baby?” Tim just had to ask the nurse again. They have tried so hard to get pregnant and now they are.

“As long as you are Mr. and Mrs. Bradford, you are. Is everything alright? Do I have to get a doctor? Lucy? Are you ok?”

Lucy didn’t manage to say anything. The only thing she could do was nodding her head while she still cried into Tims uniform which was now probably full of make-up.

“We are just very happy. We have tried to get pregnant for a long time and it didn’t work so we are just very surprised.”

“Oh ok. I understand. I am going to give you a few minutes so you can calm down and then we will get Lucy a room because she has to stay here for the night in case of any complications. We also have to check on the baby later to make sure they didn’t get hurt.”

***

In the evening, Lucy was very exhausted. The whole afternoon she was poked and prodded to make sure the baby was alright, and she didn’t have a concussion and so on.

But at least she knew now that she is in the 12th week already and that the baby is healthy. No… that’s not correct, that the babies were alright. The doctor told them they were going to have twins. Two babies. When Tim and Lucy heard the heartbeats for the first time, both of them were crying. It was the best sound in the world and if she could, Lucy would listen to it forever.

Now, Lucy was laid in a comfortable hospital bed while Tim was getting her favorite food, because she refused to eat the gross hospital food. She had already eaten Jello, but it didn’t help, and she still felt like she was starving.

“Hey. I got a veggie burger and fries for you. And here is your coke.”

Lucy grinned and gave Tim a quick kiss before she ate the food in record time.

“Oh my god! Where did you buy that burger! It tastes so good!”

Tim answered with confusion in his voice.

“It is the same burger as always from the same food truck.”

“But then they have another chef because I am sure this taste is different than usually!”

Tim knew better than to argue with his wife, so he just agreed before sitting on the bed next to her. He gently laid a hand on her belly.

“Can you already see a small baby bump? I think I am already showing. My pants felt a bit tighter this week.”

“Not really. When you look from the side maybe a little bit?”

“Will you still love me even when I am fat? You know with twins I am going to look like a cow. Do we have uniforms at the precinct for twin pregnancies? I remember Angela saying even her baby bump didn’t properly fit into the uniform.”

“Baby, you probably won’t even work when you are so far along. And yes, I will always love you even if you looked like a cow because you’d still be my wife.”

Lucy laughed and smiled, before she moved to kiss Tim again.

“I love you. And I will love the mini yous.” Tim chuckled.

“I love you too. And the babies.”

***

Only a week later, Lucy was back in the job. Her leg was still bandaged, but the stitches that held the stab wound together, were removed the day before.

Four weeks later, she had to start wearing a bigger uniform size as she now really started to show. It definitely didn’t do any good for her confidence but she accepted her fate. Tim was attached to her like never before.

Every chance he got, he cuddled her, and pressed his hands to her belly. Even though they said they won’t hang out together all the time while on duty, these intentions were thrown overboard since she has started the job again after they found out she was pregnant.

Barely anyone knew that Lucy was pregnant as she always says she has just eaten too much and gained the weight with tons of chocolate. They didn’t want anyone to know because they had a surprise planned to tell everyone.

***

One particular day, Lucy was alone on patrol. As she turned a corner onto a quieter street, her radio crackled to life.

"Officer Chen, we've got a report of suspicious activity at an old warehouse on Jefferson Street. Can you check it out?"

"Copy that, dispatch. I'm on my way," Lucy responded, turning the wheel and heading towards the location. The old warehouse was known for occasional trouble, but it was usually quiet during the day.

When she arrived, the street was silent. Lucy parked her patrol car a block away and approached on foot, her hand instinctively resting on her holster. As she neared the warehouse, she saw a man near the entrance. He looked up, saw her, and immediately turned to run.

“Hey! LAPD, stop!" Lucy shouted, breaking into a sprint despite the dull ache in her recently healed leg. The man disappeared into the building, and Lucy followed, adrenaline pumping through her veins.

Inside, the warehouse was a lot of old machinery. Lucy moved cautiously, her senses on high alert. She heard a noise to her right and turned just in time to see a figure lunging at her. She barely had time to react before something hard struck the side of her head, sending her sprawling to the ground.

Disoriented and struggling to stay conscious, Lucy tried to reach for her radio, but rough hands grabbed her, and a cloth was pressed over her mouth and nose. The world began to blur as the chemicals took effect, and she slipped into unconsciousness.

***

When Lucy awoke, she was in a barely lit room, her hands bound behind her back and her ankles tied together. She struggled to focus, her head throbbing from the blow. She could hear voices nearby, arguing in hushed tones.

"Are you crazy? Kidnapping a cop? Do you know what kind of heat this will bring down on us?"

"Shut up! We didn't have a choice. She saw too much. Besides, it's not like we're gonna keep her. We just need to figure out what she knows and then... get rid of her."

Lucy’s heart pounded in her chest. She had to get out of here, for her sake and for the babies. She tested the strength of the ropes binding her wrists, trying to stay calm and think of a plan.

One of the men approached her, a grim expression on his face. "So, Officer Chen, you're awake. Let's have a little talk, shall we?"

Lucy glared at him, her mind racing. "You're making a big mistake. Let me go now, and maybe you won't get a life sentence."

The man laughed, a harsh sound. "I don't think you understand your situation, officer. You're not leaving here alive unless we get what we want."

***

Tim had been uneasy all day. He tried to push the feeling aside, telling himself it was just his usual worry about Lucy and their unborn child. But as the hours passed without a single message from her, his anxiety grew.

"Chen, this is Bradford. Come in," he called over the radio, but there was no response.

"Dispatch, this is Sergeant Bradford. Has anyone heard from Officer Chen?"

"Negative, Sergeant. Officer Chen hasn't checked in for around an hour. But her last known location was near Jefferson Street."

Tim’s heart sank. He immediately called for backup and headed towards the old warehouse district, a sense of dread tightening in his chest.

***

Back at the warehouse, Lucy was trying to stall for time. She needed to figure out a way to escape or at least create an opportunity for rescue. The man questioning her was getting impatient, his frustration evident.

"Look, I don't know what you think I know, but you're wrong. I'm just a patrol officer. I don't have access to anything that could threaten you," Lucy said, trying to keep her voice steady.

She was lying, of course, she could easily tell Nyla or Angela who were detectives and she knew they would believe her and get these men arrested.

"Nice try, but I don't buy it," the man said, pulling out a phone. "Let's see if we can make you more cooperative."

He dialed a number and held the phone to Lucy's ear. "Say hello to your husband."

Lucy's heart skipped a beat as she heard Tim's voice on the other end. "Lucy? Lucy, are you there?"

"Tim, I'm—" she began, but the man pulled the phone away.

"You have one hour to get here with a hundred grand, or your wife is dead," the man growled into the phone before hanging up.

Tim's blood ran cold. He relayed the information to his team and sped towards the warehouse, his mind racing. He couldn't lose Lucy, not now, not ever.

When he arrived, he coordinated with his team to surround the building. There were SWAT, Metro, Detectives and of course their closest colleagues. They had to be careful; Lucy's life was at stake, and any wrong move could lead to her and the babies’ death.

***

Inside, Lucy knew her time was running out. She had to act. She noticed a sharp piece of metal on the floor near her feet and began inching towards it, hoping to cut through the ropes. Her captors were distracted, arguing amongst themselves about the best course of action.

Finally, she managed to grab the metal shard and started sawing at the ropes binding her wrists. It was slow work, but she could feel the fibers beginning to fray. Just a little more...

“Nice try, Officer, but we won’t let you go just now.” The man took the metal and slipped it so far away, that Lucy couldn’t get to it.

But she had at lest a little bit of luck. The ropes were already quite loose. She rubbed the rope on the rough ground, hoping it would help but she couldn’t get free just yet.

***

Tim was sitting in the Metro’s truck, planning their next steps with his old colleagues from when he was at Metro. He felt a mixture of dread and urgency that he hadn't experienced since his days with Metro. Lucy's life was on the line, and he knew they needed to act quickly and precisely.

"Alright, here's the layout of the warehouse," said Detective Harper, spreading out a blueprint on the table. "We've got two main entrances, here and here." He pointed to the east and west sides of the building. "Our intel suggests there are at least two hostiles, heavily armed, holding Officer Chen in one of the storage rooms towards the center."

Tim leaned in, studying the blueprint. "What's the best way in without alerting them? We can't risk them hurting Lucy or using her as a shield."

"We've got a few options," Harper replied. "The front entrance is too risky—too exposed. The rear entrance is better, but still not ideal. However, there's a maintenance hatch on the roof. If we can get a team up there, they can rappel down into the storage area and take the guys by surprise."

"Roof entry sounds good," Tim said, his mind racing through the possibilities. "But we need a diversion to draw their attention away from Lucy."

Harper nodded. "We can stage a fake assault at the front entrance, make them think we're coming in guns blazing. That should pull most of them away from her."

"Alright, let's divide into two teams," Tim said, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside him. "Team A, you take the roof and get into position over the storage room. Team B, you'll create the diversion at the front entrance. I'll be with Team A."

"Understood," Harper said. "We'll coordinate the timing so Team B hits first, then Team A moves in once the hostiles are drawn out. We can't afford any mistakes."

Tim took a deep breath, trying to keep his emotions in check. "Let's get Lucy out of there."

“Oh. And Lucy’s pregnant so we have to be careful we can’t risk her or the babies getting hurt.”

Tim didn’t mean to tell everyone like this. He wanted to make it a surprise for everyone! He just wanted them all having a good time together when they told them that Lucy was pregnant with twins.

***

Inside the warehouse, Lucy continued to work at the ropes binding her wrists. Her captors were still arguing, their voices rising in frustration. The ropes had loosened slightly, but they weren't enough to free her completely. Her wrists were raw and bleeding from the friction, but she didn't stop. She couldn't afford to stop.

One of the men, the one who seemed to be in charge, finally turned back to her. "You know, Officer Chen, you're causing us a lot of trouble. We just wanted some quick cash, but now we're stuck with you. And if your husband doesn't show up with the money, things are going to get ugly."

Lucy glared at him, defiance in her eyes. "You won't get away with this. The LAPD is coming for you."

The man laughed, a harsh, grating sound. "We'll see about that. In the meantime, you just sit tight and behave."

He grabbed Lucy by the collar of her uniform and forced her to sit up.

“You know we didn’t plan any of this. If you haven’t tried to chase us, this all could have gone completely different, but you ruined our plan.”

After he said these words, he hit her. Directly in the face so Lucy winced and felt tears burning in her eyes.

“You will feel this and think about why you did that, won’t you?”

He walked away, leaving Lucy alone with her thoughts. Why did he treat her like this it was her job to chase him. And what about thinking what she did? She wasn’t a a child who ate one chocolate too many without their parents knowledge

She could hear the other men talking, their voices tense and angry. She knew Tim would come for her, but she didn't know how much longer she could hold on.

This all reminded her of the last time. The last time she was dead, but Tim got her back around by performing CPR. But what if it didn’t work now? What if they came to late and she was dead, and they couldn’t get her back around? What about the babies? What if they won’t survive the stress? She can’t go through the time of negative pregnancy tests again!

She began humming ‘Dream a little dream of me’.

Exactly like the last time.

Just that she didn’t lose consciousness.

She didn’t die.

Not just yet.

***

Back in the Metro truck, the team was gearing up for the operation. Tim checked his equipment one last time, his mind focused on the task ahead. Harper handed him a comms unit, which he attached to his vest.

"Alright, everyone knows their roles," Harper said, addressing the team. "Team B, you move in first and create the diversion. Team A, you follow immediately and rappel down into the storage area. We take out the hostiles and secure Officer Chen. Any questions?"

There were none. The team was ready.

"Let's move," Harper ordered.

Team B moved out first, heading towards the front entrance of the warehouse. Tim and Team A followed, making their way to the side of the building. They climbed up the fire escape ladder to the roof, their movements silent and coordinated.

On the roof, they found the maintenance hatch. Tim and another officer, Reyes, secured ropes and harnesses. Harper checked the comms one last time. "Team B, are you in position?"

"Affirmative," came the reply over the radio. "Ready to create the diversion on your go."

"Go," Harper said.

Down below, the sound of gunfire and shouts echoed through the warehouse as Team B launched their fake assault. Inside, Lucy's captors scrambled, grabbing their weapons and moving towards the front entrance.

"Team A, move in," Harper ordered.

Tim and Reyes pried open the maintenance hatch and quickly rappelled down into the storage area. They landed silently, their weapons ready. Tim's heart pounded in his chest as he scanned the room, looking for Lucy.

He saw her, tied up in the corner, her face pale. One of the hostiles was still in the room, his back turned as he focused on the noise coming from the front entrance.

Tim signaled to Reyes, and they moved in quickly. Reyes tackled the man to the ground, while Tim rushed to Lucy's side.

"Lucy, baby, it's me," he whispered, cutting through the ropes with a knife. "You're safe now."

Lucy's eyes filled with tears of relief. "Tim... I knew you'd come."

"Always," Tim said, helping her to her feet. "Can you walk?"

Lucy nodded, though her legs were shaky. "I think so."

Tim supported her as they made their way back to the maintenance hatch. Reyes was covering their rear, keeping an eye out for any returning hostiles.

"Team A to Team B, we've secured Officer Chen. Extracting now," Harper reported over the comms.

"Roger that," came the reply. "We'll cover your exit."

They reached the hatch and Tim helped Lucy into a harness. "Hold on tight," he said, and together they were pulled back up to the roof.

Once on the roof, they made their way back down the fire escape to the waiting ambulance. The rest of the team was covering their retreat, ensuring they got out safely.

Inside the truck, Tim held Lucy close, his heart finally beginning to calm. "You're safe now," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

“I was so scared Tim. I… I knew you would come to get me, but I was so scared I felt like the last time with Caleb. I was so worried about the babies. What if they won’t survive this? I was so stressed and then he hit me, and I haven’t eaten for so long and you should eat much when you are pregnant, right? And I didn’t drink anything. Oh my god I am so dizzy- “

Tim stopped her.

“Hey, hey, hey. Nothing has happened, ok? You are alive and we will get you to hospital right away to get you checked out. They are probably going to hook you up on an IV, so you are rehydrated. Everything is going to be alright.”

Lucy couldn’t hold herself together anymore. She started sobbing uncontrollable. And all the time, Tim was there to hold her. He held her and didn’t let go.

Bailey tried to examine Lucy which was hard as she refused to let go of Tim, but Bailey could definitely tell that she probably had a concussion, as well as many bruises and a few cuts on her wrist from when she tried to get herself free with the piece of metal.

They arrived at the hospital, where the first thing the doctors did was an ultrasound. Lucy began to cry even more, when she heard and saw the reliving sound of the baby’s heartbeat on the display.

Now, Tim couldn’t hold back his own tears any longer. He didn’t cry often. He wasn’t a softie on the job. But when it came to his family, he was.

“You… you have to call Tamara. She is probably worried. Tell her everything’s alright.”

“I will, baby. I will.”

***

“Hey, Tamara. Could you walk Kojo today? Lucy’s in hospital and I will stay here with her because I want to make sure she’s ok. The last hours were terrible for her,” Tim said as soon as Tamara answered the phone.

“Wait. Lucy is in the hospital? Why? Is she ok?” Tamara sounded worried and scared at the same time.

“Um… she was kidnapped. She has a few bumps and bruises, a few cuts and a concussion but she will be alright. The babies are fine so that’s a relief – “

“What babies? Were babies involved in the kidnapping?”

Tim suddenly remembered that they hadn’t told Tamara yet that Lucy was pregnant because they wanted to prepare a cute little surprise for her.

“No… no. Ehm… Lucy is pregnant.” Tim never felt like this; not having an idea what to say and which words to use.

“Oh my god! Lucy is finally pregnant? That’s so great! I am so happy for you guys! But you said babies so where there more kids?”

“Lucy’s pregnant with twins.”

Tim just heard an exited squeal over the phone.

“I am going to be Auntie T! That’s so exiting! Do you already know the gender? Oh, I think I am more exited than you two are!”

“You definitely are! And no, we don’t know the gender yet. I don’t even know if Lucy wants to know it or if she wants to be surprised.”

They haven’t really talked about everything just yet. The only thing that they knew, is that they want to be better parents than the ones they had. They wanted to have healthy and happy kids.

“Ok. If you find it out anytime soon, let me know. I will walk Kojo when I am home and do you need me to get anything for you? Clothes?”

“Could you get Lucy and me comfortable clothes? I will stay here with her overnight because I doubt that she will be able to sleep a lot after everything that happened.”

Tim looked at his wife, who was currently on her phone; wearing earphones and watching one of her favorite shows.

“Ok. I will bring you all the stuff later!”

***

Like Tamara said, she showed up only two hours later with a big duffel bag over her shoulder. As soon as she saw Lucy she ran over to her and hugged her.

“Oh my god. You are not allowed to ever worry me again! And you are pregnant that’s so great! Do you have any ultrasound photos?”

Lucy chuckled while she leaned to the nightstand to show Tamara the ultrasound pics.

“Here. The two black blotches are the babies.”

Tamara looked at the black and white photos in her hands.

“They look exactly like you two!”

Now it was both Tim and Lucy laughing.

“Can I get a photo? You know, they are like the siblings I never had!”

Tim had a wide smile on his face.

“Of course. These photos are only for you. The babies will be our firsts but you will always be our first and only daughter.”

“Awww that’s so cute! And you don’t know if I am going to be your last daughter. It is possible that these two are also girlies.”

Lucy laughed as she said, “Tim is sure that we will have two boys. I think it is a girl and a boy. We will find out later.”

***

A few hours later a young woman stepped into the room and introduced herself as Dr. Wilson.

“Hi. I just want to make sure that the babies are still comfortable. Do you want to find out the gender?”

Lucy nodded eagerly while she grinned at Tim.

“Ok, so we have a look. Here is Baby A; absolutely healthy and comfy. And here we have Baby B; also, perfectly fine. And congratulations. You will have a boy AND a girl. Good luck with that!”

Lucy looked at Tim grinning even more than before.

“I told you so! You should know that I am always right by now.”

“I know, baby. I really should trust you more. I am so happy. And Tamara will be even more happy than we are now, right?”

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myjelllybean

1 year ago

Hating you

This is a chenford fanfic I immediately wanted to write down when I had the idea for it. English is not my first language so there could be a few mistakes.

I hope everyone who reads this enjoys it. If anyone has feedback, I am open for it. <3

I don't have any other ideas finished and don't know what to write so I really beg you to send me requests....

Summary: Lucy had been bullied for years when she was younger, and was about to start a new life to get over it, but it turned out that her new boss was the person who made her life a living hell when she was younger.

She pulled out a million clothes out of her closet. She didn’t even know why. Yes, she had a new job she was going to start today, but as a police officer she would have to wear a uniform.

Still, she wanted to look good. Lucy took her phone from the bedside table. She sent a photo of three possible outfits to John Nolan and Jackson West, hoping they would help her to choose one. Only a few seconds later it was Jackson who answered first.

The second looks the best. Not as if you have tried too hard but it still shows the job is important to you.

She slipped into the dark blue jeans and the short sleeved and a bit oversized black blouse she loved. In addition, she also took her favorite earrings that she was gifted from West and Nolan after finishing the police academy. She looked into the mirror. Did she look too fat? No, she doesn’t. She is pretty the way she is. For the last ten years this was something she regularly had to tell herself.

Should she change into something different? No. She knew from the moment she got up, that today wasn’t a good day. She just wanted to get some more sleep. She didn’t feel good; neither emotionally nor physically. She woke up with cramps in her belly, realizing she got her period, which wasn’t a great start in a new job.

But she couldn’t stay home at her first day of work.

So, she put on her shoes, poured coffee in her pink thermos and checked her bag that she didn’t forget anything. When she made sure she got everything she needed, she went to her car, where she immediately put on the air conditioning.

She absolutely didn’t look forward to wearing the long-sleeved uniform the rookies had to wear. It was 34 degrees Celsius outside; definitely too hot.

She stepped into the precinct, and immediately went to the women’s locker room. Lucy closed her locker and changed into the uniform. It was definitely more comfortable than she anticipated. But it was hotter in it than she thought.

She also swallowed a few pills of ibuprofen, hoping that it would dull the ache in her abdomen.

When Lucy stepped out of the locker room, she spotted John and Jackson, who were standing in front of the conference room.

“Hey! Are you guys ready for today?” Jackson looked quite nervous while he asked the question. “I am definitely not because I heard that our TOs are not really kind.”

“I think I am. I handled much more in my life than idiots who think they are powerful and let everyone around them feel it”, Lucy said even though she wasn’t so sure. Yes, she’d been through a lot but she was scared that she might relive it all again.

“I am not sure if I am ready. I am probably going to be older than my Training Officer so they are definitely going to make fun of me.” Nolan looked a bit worried but Lucy knew he would get through the time as a rookie.

“Nah. You can do this, Nolan. I promise”, Lucy told him.

***

A few seconds later they were the first ones to go into the conference room. They took place in the first row, something the rookies were supposed to, and waited.

The room filled quite fast and only one row was still empty. When the three last people stepped inside the room, Lucy held her breath. She felt her heartbeat becoming faster and faster.

This can’t be happening. This is not really happening, is it? Jackson nudged her shoulder.

“Are you okay?”

But all Lucy could do was sit there, frozen in her position. She knew that guy who had just taken place in the free row. The man who was staring at her with cold, bright blue eyes. His face was unreadable. He was older now. Looked more adulterous. The same cold, piercing eyes. But she remembered him. And she doubts she could ever forget him.

***

As she rounded the corner onto her street, Lucy saw him leaning against the fence, his grin sent a shiver down her spine. Tim Bradford; ten years older than her, seemed to take pleasure in plaguing her whenever he could. It had started innocently, but it had escalated over time.

"Look who's here," Tim said, his voice dripping with faked pity as he stepped in front of her, blocking her path. "Fat Little Lucy, all alone. What are you gonna do, cry?"

Lucy tried to go past him, but he moved with her, his presence threatening. "Leave me alone, Tim," she said, her voice trembling with fear.

Tim chuckled darkly; his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Or what? You gonna tell mommy and daddy? Oh, that's right, they don't care about you, do they? Just like nobody else does."

The words hit Lucy like a punch to the gut, and she felt tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. She tried to push past him, but he grabbed her roughly by the arm, his grip bruising and painful.

"Let me go!" Lucy cried, struggling against him, but he only tightened his hold.

"Not so fast, princess," Tim said, a grin spreading across his face. "I think you need to learn some manners."

With a swift motion, he pulled out a pocket knife, the blade glinting in the sunlight. Lucy's heart pounded in her chest as she stared at the weapon, her mind racing with fear and panic.

"Please, Tim, don't," she begged, her voice barely a whisper.

But Tim just laughed, pressing the blade against her skin with a cruel smirk. "Scared, are you? Good. Maybe now you'll think twice before crossing me again."

The pain was sharp and searing as Tim carved a deep cut into Lucy's thigh, leaving behind a trail of blood. She cried out in agony, tears streaming down her face as she struggled to break free from his grasp.

But just as suddenly as it had begun, it was over. Tim released her with a final shove, sending her stumbling backward onto the pavement. He looked down at her, his blue eyes looking like ice.

"Remember this, Lucy," he said, his voice low. "You're nothing. And no one will ever care about you.”

***

Jackson nudged her again.

“Is everything ok?” Lucy finally felt like she could move again.

“Um… Yes. I am ok. I was just reminded of something.” She shook her head as if it could just delete the memories her brain was playing over and over again. Her hand wandered as if by itself to the scar on her thigh, that was currently covered by her uniform.

It wasn’t the only one she got while she was bullied by Tim and his friends. She has never told anyone, as she didn’t think anyone would believe her. Tim made her feel worthless. And it still sticked to her. She often had days when she wasn’t able to look in the mirror, being too ashamed by herself.

Sergeant Grey stood in the front of the room, but Lucy wasn’t really able to listen.

“West! You are with Lopez in the next months. Nolan, you are with Bishop and Chen, you are with Bradford.” The rest of what the Sergeant said, was just a blur of words to Lucy. All she could do was staring at the ceiling, begging her tears to not flow freely. She couldn’t have a breakdown. Not here. Not now. She blamed her hormones on that, as she always was more emotional when she was on her period.

She felt a presence beside her and looked up to see Tim standing there, his expression unreadable.

"Officer Chen, right?" he asked, his tone professional.

"Yes, sir," Lucy replied, struggling to keep her voice steady.

Tim nodded, glancing at his notes.

"We’re partnered up. Ready to hit the streets?"

Lucy swallowed hard, her mind racing. "Yes, sir," she repeated, praying her voice didn't show off her fear.

How would she survive that day when she already panicked now? For a short moment, she considered going to Sergeant Grey to tell him she needs another TO, but Lucy feared he would just laugh and won’t believe her. Tim was a cop now? Nobody would believe her, a rookie, that an officer would have bullied her a few years back.

“Faster, boot! I don’t have all day to wait for you!”

Lucy got up from where she had been sat, and hurried after her TO. Her smartwatch vibrated and with a short look at the display, Lucy recognized the alarm. She had a pulse of 124! When only one single minute with Tim triggered her like that, what was going to happen after a whole day?

“Boot! Here you can get the bags and everything else we need, also the body cams. You’ll get these to the shop, never call it car, every single day, did you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Lucy took the two bags after she attached the body cam to her uniform and followed Bradford to the car… no… shop.

She put the bags in the trunk, before taking place on the passenger seat.

After they drove through the streets of the city for quite a while and nothing has happened yet, Tim suddenly started to yell.

“I’ve been shot! Where are you, boot?!”

Lucy looked at him; confused. Why has he been shot? She couldn’t see a wound where a bullet could have hit him?

“I’m bleeding to death, you have to call for help, where are you?! Where are you?!”

She leaned out of the car in an attempt to see a name of the street they were onto.

“Now I’m dead. It’s your fault.”

“What?” Lucy’s voice trembled. She didn’t do anything! Nothing has happened!

“Get out and walk. You can get back in when you know where you are.”

Panic threatened to overwhelm her. Fuck! Not now! She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure.

Slowly she tried to open the door, still trying to breathe. In her head, she tried to remember the way they have been driving. But before she could remember where they were, she felt nauseous. She got hold on a tree next to the street and doubled over. Why did she have to puke in this moment? As if the situation wasn’t already embarrassing enough.

“Chen, are you ok?” She was clearly not ok! If she was, why would she stand in the middle of the sidewalk and throw up everything she has eaten today.

Lucy retched until she knew for sure that her stomach was empty by now.

“Do I have to get you to hospital, Chen?” For a short moment she considered the advantages of this idea. But what would she say in the hospital? My boss bullied me years ago and I am still not over it so I had a panic attack because he yelled at me because he doesn’t remember anything what he did?

No. She can’t do that. She shook her head.

“Ok. But at least we go to a café now so you can drink and eat something, ok? I can’t let you do the job when you are like that.”

Lucy slumped back into the passenger seat.

“Baxter Street”, she mumbled as she closed her eyes for a moment in an attempt to relief the sharp pain behind her eyes.

“What?” Tim looked confused at her.

“We’re in Baxter Street.” Tim nodded.

“Right.”

Only a few minutes later they sat in the next Starbucks. Tim reported dispatch that they would need a break. He didn’t tell the reason, but it looks like the dispatcher knew it would have to be something important if it was Tim who called in a break.

He couldn’t help but worry. Lucy said she needed the toilet, so he sat on the small table without her. Had he been too hard on her? He had been in the army; he knew that panic attacks don’t just happen. They are always triggered by something.

He couldn’t deny the fact that he worried about Lucy. When he has first seen her, he thought she was a strong woman, that could really be a good cop one day. But he had to do a few Tim-Tests on her. He always did; with every rookie he has had so far. He needed to know what their weaknesses were.

That was his job, right? Still, he couldn’t shake off the feeling that he had done something wrong.

Lucy reminded him of someone; he just couldn’t quite remember who she reminded him of.

Lucy returned from the bathroom. In the meanwhile, Bradford had already ordered coffee and a piece of chocolate cake for each of them.

Tim could see that Lucy must have cried. Her eyes were red and swollen, but he decided not to say anything about it. She didn’t cry alone in the bathroom just so everyone could notice when she came back.

“Thank you”, she said with her voice barely above a whisper when she realized Tim has ordered food and a coffee.

“I didn’t know how you’d like your coffee so I took a guess. It’s caramel macchiato I thought you may like it.”

Lucy smiled. The caramel macchiato was her favorite drink. It was her comfort beverage which she always drank when she was stressed out.

She took a sip of the hot coffee; closing her eyes as she took in the sweet taste, that was on the verge to too sweet.

“You like it?”

Lucy nodded again.

“Yes, again, thank you.”

Did Tim really become more… adulterous? Yes, he had been very harsh before, but right now he was quite kind. He ordered her a drink and food, although there was an unwritten rule that the rookies are supposed to pay for the bills.

Lucy took a bite from the cake. The chocolate melted on her tongue and it was just perfect. From her bag, she took the small container of ibuprofen she luckily remembered to pack for today. The cramps were back and she didn’t want to seem weak to Tim.

She really thought he had changed but she still didn’t want to take the risk of him using her weaknesses to hurt her.

Tim eyed her as she popped the pill into her mouth and furrowed his brow.

“Are you ok?”

Lucy nodded.

“Yes.”

Tim narrowed his eyes in suspicion. He could sense something was going on, but after the panic attack she has just had, he didn’t want to make her more uncomfortable than she already seemed to be and maybe even trigger another attack.

She finished the cake and her caramel macchiato.

“Do you feel a bit better?” Tim really looked a bit worried and it didn’t seem fake.

“A bit. But it’ll be better.”

“Good. Are you ready to hit the streets again?”

Lucy nodded and plastered a forced smile on her face.

“Then, let’s go.”

As soon as Tim called in that they can go on calls again, they were sent to a call.

“7-Adam-15 on our way.”

They found Nolan and Bishop, who were already on site. John tried to calm an upset man who was standing on a car and hit the windshield with a baseball bat.

But the man ran off and Nolan immediately ran after him.

“Go, Chen! Chase him first”, Tim shouted and Lucy immediately ran off.

She managed to get to the man before Nolan did, but only because John got stuck in a gate. Talia and Tim made fun of him while Chen put the man who just ran off in handcuffs.

“Well, not bad”, Tim said after the man sat in the back of the shop. Lucy smiled a bit to herself. A real smile. This was the first moment today where she felt really happy. Like she did something right.

She looked out of the window, as she didn’t want Tim to see her smile like that and destroy this moment.

But she didn’t notice that Tim smiled at her. He couldn’t get over the fact that he liked the way her nose scrunched when she smiled and how her eyes seem to become a bit smaller.

God, he was her TO! He shouldn’t feel attracted to his boot! Get back to the hard TO who makes Tim-Tests and drives the rookies insane, he told himself. He took a deep breath and forced himself to look back at the streets.

When they drove through a small alley, Lucy spotted a guy, who was called in to be searched for robbery just an hour or so ago.

“There! This is the guy they are searching for”, Lucy exclaimed.

Tim turned he sirens on and they got out of the car, standing behind the door for a bit more safety, but in this moment the guy drew his gun and began to shoot. Only a few seconds later, another man appeared, also with a weapon and began shooting too.

Immediately, Lucy and Tim shot back.

“Stay low!” But just as her TO finished talking, he let out a loud “fuck!” and fell to the ground.

Lucy slowly rounded the car, paying attention so she wouldn’t get shot too. She packed Tim and pulled him to the back of the car so they weren’t in danger to get shot by these idiots.

“Don’t stay. Shoot back”, Tim commanded while his face was scrunched up in pain.

Lucy reloaded her gun and shot back. She managed to hit one of the men and the other one ran away as another police car appeared in the alley. John and Bishop got out of it and John immediately followed the man who had just run off while Bishop put the other in handcuffs.

The wound he got from Lucy shooting him wasn’t too bad, the bullet only grazed him and he had a small scratch on his lower abdomen but still lay crying on the street… men, Lucy though watching him.

She turned her attention back to Tim who lay on the street as well, blood pooling out of a wound in his abdomen. Lucy put her hands on the wound to apply pressure to it; hoping it would stem the bleeding at least a little bit.

She glanced over her shoulder, to have a look if the paramedics have already arrived and in the exact moment an ambulance arrived.

A woman exited and immediately ran to them.

“He… he got shot in his abdomen. It‘s bleeding heavily”, Lucy told the paramedic who had a name tag on her uniform with the name ‘Nune’ on it.

“It’s not that bad… just a scratch”, Tim said and Lucy just shook her head and rolled her eyes.

There were two types of men. The ones who cry when they get touched because it ‘hurt so much’ and the ones like Tim, who are lying on the concrete of an ally with a bullet in their abdomen and say ‘it was just a scratch’. There wasn’t something in between.

“Well, good job, boot. Now go chase the guy. We don’t want Talia to get him, right?”

Once again, Lucy rolled her eyes. This man can’t just let others win. But either way, she got up and after Nolan.

She caught up quite fast and ran the man to the ground. She handcuffed him before she pulled him to his feet and dragged him along with her. She led him to Talia’s car where she pushed him in the chair in the back of the car, before she shut the door closed.

Bradford, who was now placed on a stretcher nodded at her. She just took it as a compliment.

“To which hospital are you going to bring him?”

The paramedic told her the name of it before getting into the driver’s seat.

In that moment, Sergeant Grey appeared in the alley.

“Officer Chen. You are allowed to get home. I’ll organize another TO for you for tomorrow so please be on time.”

“Thank you, Sergeant Grey. Am I supposed to drive the car back at the station?”

“I don’t think so”, the Sergeant said with a glance at the car.

“Oh.” The car… no shop… was… damaged. Like really damaged. Was it… on fire? Oh shit…

“But Chen?”

“Yes, Sir?” Lucy turned around again.

“Bradford has a daughter. She is at daycare and Bradford won’t make it to get her home. Could you get her and maybe bring her to hospital so she can see her dad? I will see who can take her for over the night.” Lucy looked confused. Tim? A dad? Ok…

“Ehm… I can take her over the night if that’s alright?”

“That would be great. Thank you.” Lucy nodded before turning around to get a Taxi.

“Wait, what’s her name?” She didn’t know the name and she was going to need it to get her form daycare.

“Olivia. Olivia Bradford.”

Before Lucy went to daycare, she drove to the station, where she got changed and got her bag.

***

“Hello. I am here to get Olivia Bradford.”

“Are you Olivia’s mom?” The woman looked at her quite suspicious.

“No… Her dad had an accident at work and I am supposed to get her to hospital to see him.”

“Mhm…” The woman still didn’t look completely convinced. “Then, I need you name and any ID you got with you. It’s a safety measure.”

Lucy nodded and got her ID out of her bag to show it to the woman.

“Lucy Chen.” She nodded.

“Ok, I will get Olivia for you.”

Just a few seconds later a young girl appeared in the hallway.

“Who are you?” Lucy smiled at her.

“I am Lucy. I work with your dad. He had a small accident at work so I was told to get you so you can see him. Is that ok with you?”

Olivia eyed her; clearly considering if she could trust the woman standing in front of her, but then taking a step towards her and taking Lucy’s hand.

“Hm. I think so. If you work with my dad you have to be nice. I am Olivia and so old”, she held 4 fingers in the air, “but I don’t like my name so everyone calls me Livy.”

“Do you want me to call you Livy too?”, Lucy asked. She knew better than to just call her that, knowing that kids often just say stuff without meaning it.

“Yes, that would be nice.”

“Ok.” Lucy nodded. “Then… let’s go to your dad.”

Lucy sat the girl in the car seat for kids she got from Tim’s car.

The drive to the hospital was quite fast and Livy told Lucy of her day at daycare. In only 3 minutes, Lucy knew all the daycare-gossip, Livy’s friends and what the girl had for lunch.

“Miss Lucy? Can we get food? I’m hungry.”

“Of course, sweety. What do you want to eat?” Lucy looked at the girl through the rearview mirror and laughed at the way her nose scrunched while thinking what she was craving.

“I want chicken nuggets and fries. Dad barely buys it for me because he says it isn’t healthy and I need healthy food to grow and become strong but it is just so yummy!”

For a moment Lucy considered if she should buy her the wished food if Tim was clearly against it, but who was she to withheld it when Livy’s dad just got shot. And she had seen Tim eating a burger today.

“Ok, let’s go. We can get something at the drive-through and you can eat it in the hospital, ok? Maybe your dad wants something too.” Livy nodded happily while she had a broad smile on her face.

***

Only 10 minutes later they sat in Tim’s hospital room. He was still asleep, so Lucy sat on a chair with Livy on her lap while they were eating the food they had just bought.

“Thank you, Miss Lucy. I like you.” The girl grinned with her mouth full with fries

“Just Lucy. I am not Miss Lucy that makes me sound old.” Livy looked at her.

“But you are old.” Lucy gently nudged her shoulder.

“Hey! I am not! You know, you dad is quite a bit older than I am.” She pouted.

“I know. My dad is like really old.” Lucy laughed at Livy. She loves this girl.

***

Tim slowly started to wake up. In the first moment, he didn’t even know where he was, but remembered as soon as he felt the slight burning sensation on his abdomen. He was at the hospital.

He could see two silhouettes on the small table on the window. The light was dimmed but he could still recognize Lucy but he couldn’t quite recognize the other silhouette.

“Lucy! Daddy is awake!” Lucy turned around.

“Then go hug him. But be gentle he was hurt today.”

Tim grinned as he could see his daughter running to him.

“Daddy! Do you feel better? Lucy said a bad guy hurt you.” Livy stood next to his bed, clearly wanting to get up, but she couldn’t as the bed was quite high and his daughter was really small. Lucy appeared behind the girl and lifted her to the bed, careful not to sit her anywhere near the stitches so she couldn’t accidentally hurt him.

“Mhm. Feel a bit better now. Are you ok?” Livy nodded.

“Lucy bought fries and chicken nuggets!”

Lucy gently nudged the girl’s shoulder.

“I thought we agreed not to tell your dad.” Lucy wasn’t serious. Tim could tell by the way she smiled that the girl had her wrapped around her little finger. But he really couldn’t blame her. He knew that his daughter had that effect on every person she has ever met.

“I have also bought something for you. The food in this hospital tastes like shit so we have a burger and fries for you. I don’t think it is allowed on the ICU so you should eat fast.”

Tim nodded. He didn’t really have much energy to talk at the moment. He still felt drowsy from the anesthesia and the pain in his abdomen didn’t help.

“Could you call a nurse, please? Need some more meds.”

Lucy nodded and returned only a few minutes later with a doctor and a nurse.

“Officer Bradford. The bullet hit your spleen we had to remove it in surgery. It is normal to feel pain but we can give you some meds to help with that. You need to take it easy in the next few weeks and have to stay in hospital for around 5 days. Your stitches are most likely going to be removed in 10 days or more that depends on how good the wound heals.”

Tim noticed the nurse giving him a medication through the IV; probably painkillers. At least he hopes so.

“I need to organize something where my daughter can stay. I can’t stay in hospital for 5 days…”

Lucy interrupted him.

“You can and you will! I can take care of Livy, right?” The 4-year-old nodded and grinned.

“I can’t have you taking care of my daughter. I don’t even really know you and you don’t know me and you have work to do and probably have to study for the next test.” Lucy waved him off.

“I already cleared it with Grey and the daycare. I can leave earlier than usually and Livy can stay in daycare until I get her home. We will have lots of fun.”

“Thank you, boot.”

Lucy couldn’t hope but shake her head. She knows him. He knows her. Maybe he doesn’t remember but she remembers ever single moment. She remembers how she got the scars that cover her body. She remembers the reason why she now has two fine scars on each of her arms.

“Ok, come on Livy. We really need to let your dad rest and it is already late so you have to go to bed.” Lucy lifted her off the bed.

“No! Wait!” Livy ran back to her dad. She hugged him tightly and Tim let out a groan as it hurts his stitches how tightly she held onto him.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, baby girl? What’s up?” He could see tears glimmering in his daughter’s eyes.

“Are you gonna die, daddy? You are not allowed to. Mommy is not here and you have to stay with me because if you don’t, I don’t have my daddy anymore.”

Tim shook his head while he hugged Livy.

“No. I won’t leave you here. I am going to be back to normal in no time and then we can have long movie nights and eat tons of ice cream, alright?”

The girl nodded.

“Ok. Bye!” The girl ran back to Lucy who had to fight back tears. She didn’t know what had happened with Livy’s mom, but she couldn’t imagine how it felt for a little girl who doesn’t really understand what happened to her dad.

Before Lucy left the room, she turned around one last time.

“I do know you. And you know me. Better than you might think.”

With these words, she left the room and went to her car.

***

At 1 am, Lucy heard a soft knock at her bedroom door. Confused, she got up and opened the door, just to see Livy standing in the doorway. She had her stuffed rabbit they got from Tim’s home, together with clothes for Livy, pressed to her chest.

“I can’t sleep.”

“Ok. Come here.” Lucy scooped the girl up and went to the living room. On the floor laid a mattress. Lucy took the blanket and wrapped Livy in it before going to the kitchen, still having Livy in her arms.

She placed the girl on the kitchen counter, before getting milk, which she warmed up in the microwave. She mixed it with cocoa powder and handed it to Livy before scooping her up again and placing her on the couch.

“So, what is your favorite TV show?”

“Paw Patrol.” Lucy smiled.

“Excellent choice.” Lucy switched on the TV searched Paw Patrol and turned some random episode on. She placed Livy on her lap and wrapped her even tighter in the blanket.

Livy sipped on the hot chocolate every once in a while, while watching the short episode of her favorite show. While watching TV, Livy told many stories about her dad.

Lucy couldn’t help but begin to like Tim. He seemed like a great dad. Still, she couldn’t help but feel scared of him. Yes, he was a great dad but was he also a good friend? Partner? TO? Has he changed over the last years?

In that night, she decided that she had to talk to him. She hadn’t felt safe with him today when they were involved in the shooting.

She has to talk to him about it. She deserves a talk. A real talk where they can talk about her future as a police officer. Maybe she really has to ask Grey for a new TO.

***

The next day was terrible. She overslept and was late for work. Luckily everyone was understanding, as they already knew that she took care of Livy.

The girl had insisted on calling her dad to make sure he was ok, which had also taken really long.

Her TO for today seemed annoying and she was glad as she was finally back at home. She made food for Livy and herself before they drove to the hospital. Lopez was already there. It looks like Angela and Tim were good friends, Lucy had already assumed it the day before when she had seen them talk at lunch.

“Officer Lopez? Could you please go outside with Livy for a moment?” Lucy had to talk to Tim now. She couldn’t wait longer. He panicked about this talk the whole day and had to get it behind or she was going into another panic attack.

Before she could start talking, Tim opened his mouth.

“What did you mean yesterday, when you said you know me and I know you?” Tim raised an eyebrow, his confusion turning into a smirk. "What, did I steal your lunch money or something? I was quite the troublemaker back then."

The remark hit her like a slap in the face. The casual way he joked about it, as if it was some harmless prank, made her blood boil. Lucy's eyes narrowed, and she clenched her fists at her sides, fighting to keep her composure.

“You really don’t remember me at all, do you?”

“Sorry, I really don’t; have I slept with you years ago I had a player phase a couple years back.”

Lucy shook her head trying not to cry. He had been bullying her for years! Four fucking years of torture and he didn’t even remember.

“1537 West Sunset Boulevard. I lived there. 1543. Your address. No. You didn’t steal my lunch money. You hurt me. I have scars. And not just mentally. You insulted me! Every single day of my life for almost five years! I almost killed myself because of you. And you don’t even remember me. I am still in therapy. Still have problems with my body. I have days I can’t even eat properly because you have told me I was fat so many times I stopped counting after 37 times. I have 13 scars all over my body because of you.”

Tim stared at her; his face unreadable. He remembered. She doesn’t just have a similar face like someone he has met before. She wasn’t just a one night stand he didn’t remember. Fuck. What had he done?

“Yesterday, when we were involved in the shooting, I was scared to death with you next to me because I couldn’t trust you!” Lucy started crying and her whole body was shaking but she couldn’t stop just yet. “And now I took care of your adorable daughter for one night and she told me all these stories what a great dad you are and I started liking you and I hate myself for it! I spent years in my life hating you and one night makes me like you?”

“I am sorry. Really. I am sorry I didn’t remember. I am sorry I did that to you. Really. I was an idiot back then. Had family problems and didn’t now what to do so I did the things my dad did to me to others. Tried to compensate everything.”

Lucy looked at him. Tim didn’t really understand that look.

“You really use ‘family problems’ as an excuse for tormenting me? Are you serious? You broke me! And as if it wasn’t bad enough that you were my new TO you were quite kind when I had that panic attack! You bought me chocolate cake!” Lucy felt like she was being ridiculous and overreacting but she had to let it all out now.

“Come here please.” Tim made place on his bed and pointed at the free spot. Without thinking about it she sat down on the bed and started crying. Tim rubbed gentle circles over her back.

“Like I said, I am really sorry. If you want another TO, I would understand that. But I hope you can forgive me at some point because I have changed. At least I think so. I know you can’t trust me overnight, it’s a process. And just so you know, you are damn pretty. When I have seen you in the conference room yesterday the first thought I had was ‘wow, that woman is pretty and looks so confident’. And I don’t think I broke you. Maybe but you have healed and like a bone that just gets stronger when it is healed again, you are stronger too. I have seen it when I was patrolling with you. You are a strong and damn hot woman, Lucy.”

Tim hugged her. Gently so he wouldn’t frighten her.

In that moment, the door opened and Lopez stepped inside with Livy. It was obvious that Angela heard the whole conversation, and Livy seemed to recognize the tension too, which wasn’t hard with Lucy who was still crying in Tim’s arms.

Livy ran to her and patted her cheek with her small hand.

“No crying, Lucy.” She hugged Lucy with her small arms and she couldn’t help but smile at the adorable girl.

Maybe she couldn’t trust Tim just yet. But maybe after she spent the next days with the 4-year-old and her stories about her dad it would be a little easier.

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