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Re: FILL - Work Release (Bane/John Blake, pre-slash, PG) - 2/2
anonymous
July 31 2012, 09:18:15 UTC
"Wait here," John said. He crossed the field to meet the cops. Both were familiar faces from his time on the force. "We're supposed to have another hour."
The cop on the right, Tony, crossed his arms. "We have places to be tonight. You don't expect us to wait around so that a piece of scum like him can enjoy the fresh air a little longer, do you?"
John clenched his jaw and managed to hold in an angry retort. He was surprised by his own desire to defend Bane to these cops, both of whom had been on the take during the Falcone years. At least Bane was an honest criminal.
"How about if I take responsibility for him today?" John asked. "We need this practice if the kids are going to have a chance next weekend."
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Tony asked. "You aren't a cop anymore, Blake. You can't take responsibility for shit."
John narrowed his eyes. "How much?"
"What?"
"Do you think I'm a fool?" John asked. "How much do you want to look the other way?" He took out his wallet and counted out a hundred bucks. "Is that good enough?"
Tony's partner took the cash and slipped it in his pocket. "You better get him back to the prison tonight."
John nodded. "He'll be there."
John sighed and made his way back to Bane as the cops walked away. "I'm your ride tonight."
Bane raised an eyebrow. "You bought my freedom."
"Temporary freedom," John stressed. "You'll be back in prison before it's dark, so don't get too excited. I did it for the kids anyway."
"All the same," Bane said. "Thank you, John Blake."
John looked away, Bane's intense stare making him uncomfortable. "Chris looks like he could use some help with his tackling."
Bane left to help Chris, and John let out a relieved sigh. He had no idea what he was doing, other than being a reckless idiot. Following his instincts had rarely led him astray before, though, and today his instincts were telling him that Bane had earned a little bit of trust.
The cop on the right, Tony, crossed his arms. "We have places to be tonight. You don't expect us to wait around so that a piece of scum like him can enjoy the fresh air a little longer, do you?"
John clenched his jaw and managed to hold in an angry retort. He was surprised by his own desire to defend Bane to these cops, both of whom had been on the take during the Falcone years. At least Bane was an honest criminal.
"How about if I take responsibility for him today?" John asked. "We need this practice if the kids are going to have a chance next weekend."
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Tony asked. "You aren't a cop anymore, Blake. You can't take responsibility for shit."
John narrowed his eyes. "How much?"
"What?"
"Do you think I'm a fool?" John asked. "How much do you want to look the other way?" He took out his wallet and counted out a hundred bucks. "Is that good enough?"
Tony's partner took the cash and slipped it in his pocket. "You better get him back to the prison tonight."
John nodded. "He'll be there."
John sighed and made his way back to Bane as the cops walked away. "I'm your ride tonight."
Bane raised an eyebrow. "You bought my freedom."
"Temporary freedom," John stressed. "You'll be back in prison before it's dark, so don't get too excited. I did it for the kids anyway."
"All the same," Bane said. "Thank you, John Blake."
John looked away, Bane's intense stare making him uncomfortable. "Chris looks like he could use some help with his tackling."
Bane left to help Chris, and John let out a relieved sigh. He had no idea what he was doing, other than being a reckless idiot. Following his instincts had rarely led him astray before, though, and today his instincts were telling him that Bane had earned a little bit of trust.
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