20 : muse_diaries Entry 2
"The respect of those you respect is worth more than the applause of the multitude." -- Arnold Glasgow
After talking to Dr. Cox, I started thinking back on those two years in Balmer Fugitive. It seems like it's almost another life, sometimes, given that it's been eleven years.
Those were good years. It's the assumption that I left Baltimore because I wasn't happy there and I wanted something more, but the honest truth is? I never had any intention of leaving my hometown. I had plans on being the next Donald Worden: a very good detective for a very long time. Maybe I'd even aim for Homicide in a couple of years. Anyway, I never even thought about the FBI until Agent Beckner mentioned it to me after the Haber case folded.
I had a good team at Fugitive. I owe them for teaching me all of my cop skills; my patrol partner and I got along, but nowhere on the level that I got along with Lieutenant Kendall and with Vic. It was there that I saw my career start to gel. The lieutenant is the kind of guy who sits back and lets you drive the car until you crash it. Working for him was a dream, because I fell on my ass a lot, but he always let me try. Even today I know I can still call him up and ask him for advice, or help. He's just crazy enough to turn up.
Then you've got Victor. He was the first partner that I really grew to bond with. Vic had been around the block awhile before I ever turned up. He's nine years older than me, and he had six years of experience in Fugitive before Kendall stuck me with him. Nor did he have any ambition of moving elsewhere, or even making sergeant. He was perfectly content to spend the rest of his life on the ground floor, hopping planes and screwing around with maps, chasing down felons. He was also stupidly good at Where In The U.S.A. Is Carmen Sandiego? His wife and his daughter thought his job was the coolest thing since sliced bread, and I was just happy to be along for the ride.
It's a pretty cool job, on occasion. Most of it is spent following paper trails, but sometimes you do get to pack a bag and catch the first flight out of town, and then another, and another. I saw a lot of places in my two years in Fugitive. I was actually pretty happy when we were called out to San Diego; it was good to see some sun and some surf. I'd made Vic promise we could go to the beach. I had no idea that we were gonna get pulled into the Haber situation just because I happen to be pretty well versed in crisis negotiation. To be honest, since that case, I've regretted making that my emphasis at the police academy.
That was where we screwed the whole thing up. Not just me, not just Victor, but Kazdin and Ritter and Beckner and everyone else on the team. And after that, I just needed a fresh start. A chance to break away. A new opportunity.
I don't regret becoming an FBI agent. I never will, if only because it's through that choice that I met John, and I know that my life is completely different now because of him and what we have done together.
Yet I never intended to leave Baltimore, and sometimes? I'll admit I miss the detectives and I hope that they're all doing okay.
Muse: Stark Patrick
Fandom: The X-Files (OC)
Words: 588
After talking to Dr. Cox, I started thinking back on those two years in Balmer Fugitive. It seems like it's almost another life, sometimes, given that it's been eleven years.
Those were good years. It's the assumption that I left Baltimore because I wasn't happy there and I wanted something more, but the honest truth is? I never had any intention of leaving my hometown. I had plans on being the next Donald Worden: a very good detective for a very long time. Maybe I'd even aim for Homicide in a couple of years. Anyway, I never even thought about the FBI until Agent Beckner mentioned it to me after the Haber case folded.
I had a good team at Fugitive. I owe them for teaching me all of my cop skills; my patrol partner and I got along, but nowhere on the level that I got along with Lieutenant Kendall and with Vic. It was there that I saw my career start to gel. The lieutenant is the kind of guy who sits back and lets you drive the car until you crash it. Working for him was a dream, because I fell on my ass a lot, but he always let me try. Even today I know I can still call him up and ask him for advice, or help. He's just crazy enough to turn up.
Then you've got Victor. He was the first partner that I really grew to bond with. Vic had been around the block awhile before I ever turned up. He's nine years older than me, and he had six years of experience in Fugitive before Kendall stuck me with him. Nor did he have any ambition of moving elsewhere, or even making sergeant. He was perfectly content to spend the rest of his life on the ground floor, hopping planes and screwing around with maps, chasing down felons. He was also stupidly good at Where In The U.S.A. Is Carmen Sandiego? His wife and his daughter thought his job was the coolest thing since sliced bread, and I was just happy to be along for the ride.
It's a pretty cool job, on occasion. Most of it is spent following paper trails, but sometimes you do get to pack a bag and catch the first flight out of town, and then another, and another. I saw a lot of places in my two years in Fugitive. I was actually pretty happy when we were called out to San Diego; it was good to see some sun and some surf. I'd made Vic promise we could go to the beach. I had no idea that we were gonna get pulled into the Haber situation just because I happen to be pretty well versed in crisis negotiation. To be honest, since that case, I've regretted making that my emphasis at the police academy.
That was where we screwed the whole thing up. Not just me, not just Victor, but Kazdin and Ritter and Beckner and everyone else on the team. And after that, I just needed a fresh start. A chance to break away. A new opportunity.
I don't regret becoming an FBI agent. I never will, if only because it's through that choice that I met John, and I know that my life is completely different now because of him and what we have done together.
Yet I never intended to leave Baltimore, and sometimes? I'll admit I miss the detectives and I hope that they're all doing okay.
Muse: Stark Patrick
Fandom: The X-Files (OC)
Words: 588