Fanfic: Sex With The Ex - Chapter 2
A/N: I would like to thank you for the comments and reviews. This fic was originally supposed to have one chapter and be left open ended, but I decided to mash it up with another idea that I had for a different fic. So now you get 2 for 1.
Secondly, I wasn't very happy writing this in the same style of the previous chapter so I'm resorting to my old writing styles and I hope you will like it.
Warning: This chapter contains descriptions of a gory crime scene. If it's not your kind of thing, please don't read ahead.
Sharon parked her car in front of the warehouse and threw a glance at the mirror. Her eyes were a little puffy and the tip of her nose was flush, but apart from that she looked good. She left the car, took her badge out of her golden purse and presented it to the police officer that stood outside the crime scene. He lifted the yellow tape for her to pass under. Her golden heels clicked on the floor as she walked towards her squad.
"Captain Raydor," She heard Provenza's voice. She could see her squad members inspecting her top to bottom, not expecting to see her in this revealing dress. "I'm sorry that we pulled you away from… whatever it is that you were doing."
"Don't worry about it, Lieutenant" her voice was firm. "What have we here?"
"A couple of trespassing teens found a dead girl in this warehouse." Andy informed her. He pointed upwards, where Sharon could see a girl's body, hanging from a sharp hook that was piercing through her shoulder. Sharon felt her stomach twitching. The girl didn't look very old. "And we found three other girls hanging like this. One of them is still alive."
"That's good. Maybe she can provide us information about the person who did this." She pressed the palm of her hand to her stomach. It was lucky that she didn't eat anything but Cesar's omelet. Otherwise she would have thrown up and contaminated the crime scene. "This warehouse…"
"We're still trying to locate the owners. It seems to be abandoned." Tao informed her.
"Thank you, Lieutenant Tao. Please follow the medical examiner and make sure every single detail is recorded. Detectives Sanchez and Sykes, would you please go back to the station and interview the teens who found the bodies? Lieutenant Provenza, please follow the witness to the hospital and see if you can get anything out of her. Buzz, you're with Sykes and Sanchez. Flynn, you're coming with me." Usually she let Provenza assign the squad members their tasks, but this time she thought he would forgive her if she did it herself. Her squad scattered to perform their tasks. She grabbed Andy's arm and pointed in the direction she wanted to go. She had a hunch she wanted to check. They went down a metal staircase and followed a long dimly-lit hall.
"What are you thinking, Captain?" Andy asked.
"I'm thinking that this is a huge place and that there might be more girls, dead or alive in here."
"Do you hear that?" Andy asked and she froze in her spot and listened. She could hear trickling or bubbling of water. "Do you have your service weapon with you?"
"No," she replied. She left her weapon in her safe at home. Andy drew his weapon and walked in front of her. "It's coming from here," she pointed at a double metal door.
"Stay behind me," Andy said as he pushed the door open and went into the room with a drawn weapon. A strong smell hit their noses and their eyes started stinging. Sharon covered her mouth and nose with her palm as they walked further into the room. In the middle of the room, they could see two big oil drums. Something was boiling inside them and making a hell of a noise. Sharon peeked into one and upon seeing what was in it, she grabbed Andy's arm, pulling him towards the door.
"Andy, out. Now." She said and Andy managed to sneak a peek inside one of the oil drums before she dragged him outside. Once they were out of the room, she pushed the door closed and backed away from it. She opened her purse and fished her iPhone out, quickly calling someone. Andy wasn't sure what was happening and he hoped that once she finishes her call she explains it to him. He felt a sting in his eyes and throat. Tears started flowing down his face and he started coughing. When Sharon finished her phone call, he noticed that her eyes were bloodshot and she also had been crying. "The HazMat unit is on their way here. They instructed us to stay here, not go back into the room and not let anyone else pass through this door." She pointed at the door and even through his tears, Andy noticed that her hand was shaking.
"What the hell was boiling in those drums?" Andy asked as he wiped his tears. His eyes were stinging like crazy.
"Some form of acid," Sharon replied, "And we came in contact with it, so we need to wait for HazMat to come and decontaminate us and secure this scene."
"What was that in the drum? Was that a body?" Andy felt breathless and nauseous.
"It seems this way." Sharon's voice was indifferent, and Andy knew it was on purpose. She adopted this tone every time she feared that she might fall apart.
"Whoever killed these girls is a sick bastard." Andy let his rage take over. "And dissolving the bodies in acid… It's sickening." Sharon hummed in response and wiped her eyes, smearing her black eyeliner under her eyes in the process. She leaned against the wall opposite to the door and Andy noticed that she was taking deep breaths and exhaling the air through her mouth. "You okay, Captain?" she nodded slowly and continued the almost ritualistic breathing. "What are you doing?"
"I'm trying to calm myself down. I'll be fine, Lieutenant," she replied in a monotonous tone. Andy wondered where the hell she developed such incredible coping mechanisms.
"This dress looks good on you." He changed the subject. He could definitely understand why the Captain would feel the need to calm herself down. He might as well help her a little bit.
"Thank you, Lieutenant."
"Were you on a date?" he asked.
"You could say that," she replied and wiped her eyes again.
"I'm sorry for interrupting. I hope your date understood why you had to leave early." He knew that so often his love interests gave up on him for the sole reason of him being constantly on call and he assumed that the Captain had the same experience in the past. Sharon nodded slowly. She didn't want to think about Cesar or their impending divorce. "You want to tell me about him?"
"Not really," she replied.
"You were crying when I called." He pointed out. "Is…" as he was about to complete the question, they heard steps down the hall and a HazMat unit came rushing towards them, grabbing them and manhandled them outside the warehouse to a big plastic tent that was set up by the HazMat unit in the abandoned back yard of the warehouse.
"Can we do this separately?" Sharon asked the person who started stripping her off her dress.
"Sorry, no time to set up another tent," the person replied as she removed the straps of Sharon's dress off her shoulders and then rolled her dress down until it pooled at her feet. Sharon stepped out of her shoes and insisted on removing her panties on her own. Right next to her, Andy was going through a similar process. "Please step in there," one HazMat member instructed them and they stepped into a part of the tent that had a shower. Very conscious of her nudity in front of her lieutenant, Sharon found herself turning her back to him as a HazMat member vigorously scrubbed every inch of her skin. The water was stinging her skin after the intense scrubbing and she bit her bottom lip to choke a cry of pain. It felt as if someone was sticking a thousand needles into her skin. She wasn't sure for how long the shower lasted, but eventually the HazMat member handed her a big towel which she quickly wrapped around herself and she was offered a seat. Andy landed on a seat right next to her, his skin red and flush. He was still coughing and his eyes were red.
"Captain Raydor," a tall man, clad in a protective suit took a seat in front of her. "I'm Sergeant James Adrian. I'm the officer in charge of the Hazardous Materials unit. How are you feeling?"
"I'm sure I'll live." Sharon replied. She felt very overwhelmed. Even though she knew in advance that she and Andy were going to go through a decontamination, she wasn't prepared for the pain or embarrassment of having to shower right next to her lieutenant.
"First of all, I'm apologize for not being able to decontaminate the two of you separately. Time was of the essence and I hope you understand." Sergeant Adrian started.
"I'm sure the Lieutenant and I will get over it… with intensive therapy," she smiled at Flynn. She might have been a little shaken, but she was relieved as well. He smiled back. "How are you feeling, Andy?"
"Still having some breathing difficulties," he replied.
"Both of you will be taken to the hospital for further examination, but it seems so far that your exposure to a hazardous material was superficial." Sergeant Adrian informed them.
"Sergeant, what were we exposed to?"
"The material in those drums is sulfuric acid. The fumes are very dangerous, but your exposure was short and I believe you will not suffer any permanent damage."
"And what about the bodies? How long were they in the drums?" Andy asked.
"Not too long. It takes two days to completely dissolve bodies in sulfuric acid. Those bodies were in the drums for a few hours at most." Sergeant Adrian replied.
"Will they be identifiable?" Sharon wondered.
"They should be. After they are decontaminated, I will make sure they are transferred to your medical examiner. Don't expect to gather much evidence from them. The acid probably destroyed it."
"Thank you, Sergeant. Please transfer the bodies to our ME as soon as possible," Sharon said and Sergeant Adrian nodded. Two paramedics walked into the tent and rolled a gurney in.
"It seems that the ambulances are here." Sergeant Adrian said.
"What about our clothes?" Andy asked and took a seat on the gurney as instructed by one of the paramedics.
"We'll do our best to decontaminate and return them to you, if possible. For now, you get to keep the towels."
Sharon was lying on the couch in her living room and staring at the TV. She couldn't concentrate on what was showing but the noise was comforting and made her feel like she wasn't alone. Taylor insisted that she and Andy take the day off work and she only communicated with her squad over the phone. A knock on the door startled Sharon and she looked away from the television and walked over to open the door. Andy was standing there, looking a little lost.
"Captain, how are you feeling?" he asked and she invited him in.
"I'm fine. What about you, Andy?" she motioned towards the couch and they sat down.
"I'm okay, I think." He said and his eyes inspected her from top to bottom. She was wearing a pair of low cut track pants and a white tank top. He thought she looked so much softer like this outfit than in the power suits she usually wore at work.
"So, what brings you here?" she asked.
"I've been thinking about you a lot since last night." Andy replied and Sharon was a little taken aback by his honesty.
"Oh," was the only sound she managed to produce.
"I don't mean to be rude, but the date that you had the other night…" Andy looked straight into her eyes. "Did he beat you? Is that why you were crying when you picked up the phone?"
"Andy," she put her hand on his knee. "What makes you think he beat me?"
"The bruises on your back; I saw them in the shower." Andy replied and she blushed at the thought that he took the liberty to look at her during the decontamination, while she actually looked away from him. "I'm only asking because I want to make sure you are safe."
"I appreciate your concern, Andy, but those bruises are my personal business. I will assure you, though, that I was not beaten up by anyone and I am safe." She smiled.
"You were crying last night." Andy pointed out.
"That was because of the sulfuric acid, Andy."
"No, I mean before that, when I called you." Andy explained.
"Andy, I'd appreciate it if you don't pry into my personal life. I understand that the fact that we had to be decontaminated together might have given you the idea that…"
"I'm sorry, Captain. I didn't mean to upset you. If you say that you are okay, then I'll take your word for it." Andy said. "I should go. Get some rest and I'll see you at work tomorrow."
Secondly, I wasn't very happy writing this in the same style of the previous chapter so I'm resorting to my old writing styles and I hope you will like it.
Warning: This chapter contains descriptions of a gory crime scene. If it's not your kind of thing, please don't read ahead.
Sharon parked her car in front of the warehouse and threw a glance at the mirror. Her eyes were a little puffy and the tip of her nose was flush, but apart from that she looked good. She left the car, took her badge out of her golden purse and presented it to the police officer that stood outside the crime scene. He lifted the yellow tape for her to pass under. Her golden heels clicked on the floor as she walked towards her squad.
"Captain Raydor," She heard Provenza's voice. She could see her squad members inspecting her top to bottom, not expecting to see her in this revealing dress. "I'm sorry that we pulled you away from… whatever it is that you were doing."
"Don't worry about it, Lieutenant" her voice was firm. "What have we here?"
"A couple of trespassing teens found a dead girl in this warehouse." Andy informed her. He pointed upwards, where Sharon could see a girl's body, hanging from a sharp hook that was piercing through her shoulder. Sharon felt her stomach twitching. The girl didn't look very old. "And we found three other girls hanging like this. One of them is still alive."
"That's good. Maybe she can provide us information about the person who did this." She pressed the palm of her hand to her stomach. It was lucky that she didn't eat anything but Cesar's omelet. Otherwise she would have thrown up and contaminated the crime scene. "This warehouse…"
"We're still trying to locate the owners. It seems to be abandoned." Tao informed her.
"Thank you, Lieutenant Tao. Please follow the medical examiner and make sure every single detail is recorded. Detectives Sanchez and Sykes, would you please go back to the station and interview the teens who found the bodies? Lieutenant Provenza, please follow the witness to the hospital and see if you can get anything out of her. Buzz, you're with Sykes and Sanchez. Flynn, you're coming with me." Usually she let Provenza assign the squad members their tasks, but this time she thought he would forgive her if she did it herself. Her squad scattered to perform their tasks. She grabbed Andy's arm and pointed in the direction she wanted to go. She had a hunch she wanted to check. They went down a metal staircase and followed a long dimly-lit hall.
"What are you thinking, Captain?" Andy asked.
"I'm thinking that this is a huge place and that there might be more girls, dead or alive in here."
"Do you hear that?" Andy asked and she froze in her spot and listened. She could hear trickling or bubbling of water. "Do you have your service weapon with you?"
"No," she replied. She left her weapon in her safe at home. Andy drew his weapon and walked in front of her. "It's coming from here," she pointed at a double metal door.
"Stay behind me," Andy said as he pushed the door open and went into the room with a drawn weapon. A strong smell hit their noses and their eyes started stinging. Sharon covered her mouth and nose with her palm as they walked further into the room. In the middle of the room, they could see two big oil drums. Something was boiling inside them and making a hell of a noise. Sharon peeked into one and upon seeing what was in it, she grabbed Andy's arm, pulling him towards the door.
"Andy, out. Now." She said and Andy managed to sneak a peek inside one of the oil drums before she dragged him outside. Once they were out of the room, she pushed the door closed and backed away from it. She opened her purse and fished her iPhone out, quickly calling someone. Andy wasn't sure what was happening and he hoped that once she finishes her call she explains it to him. He felt a sting in his eyes and throat. Tears started flowing down his face and he started coughing. When Sharon finished her phone call, he noticed that her eyes were bloodshot and she also had been crying. "The HazMat unit is on their way here. They instructed us to stay here, not go back into the room and not let anyone else pass through this door." She pointed at the door and even through his tears, Andy noticed that her hand was shaking.
"What the hell was boiling in those drums?" Andy asked as he wiped his tears. His eyes were stinging like crazy.
"Some form of acid," Sharon replied, "And we came in contact with it, so we need to wait for HazMat to come and decontaminate us and secure this scene."
"What was that in the drum? Was that a body?" Andy felt breathless and nauseous.
"It seems this way." Sharon's voice was indifferent, and Andy knew it was on purpose. She adopted this tone every time she feared that she might fall apart.
"Whoever killed these girls is a sick bastard." Andy let his rage take over. "And dissolving the bodies in acid… It's sickening." Sharon hummed in response and wiped her eyes, smearing her black eyeliner under her eyes in the process. She leaned against the wall opposite to the door and Andy noticed that she was taking deep breaths and exhaling the air through her mouth. "You okay, Captain?" she nodded slowly and continued the almost ritualistic breathing. "What are you doing?"
"I'm trying to calm myself down. I'll be fine, Lieutenant," she replied in a monotonous tone. Andy wondered where the hell she developed such incredible coping mechanisms.
"This dress looks good on you." He changed the subject. He could definitely understand why the Captain would feel the need to calm herself down. He might as well help her a little bit.
"Thank you, Lieutenant."
"Were you on a date?" he asked.
"You could say that," she replied and wiped her eyes again.
"I'm sorry for interrupting. I hope your date understood why you had to leave early." He knew that so often his love interests gave up on him for the sole reason of him being constantly on call and he assumed that the Captain had the same experience in the past. Sharon nodded slowly. She didn't want to think about Cesar or their impending divorce. "You want to tell me about him?"
"Not really," she replied.
"You were crying when I called." He pointed out. "Is…" as he was about to complete the question, they heard steps down the hall and a HazMat unit came rushing towards them, grabbing them and manhandled them outside the warehouse to a big plastic tent that was set up by the HazMat unit in the abandoned back yard of the warehouse.
"Can we do this separately?" Sharon asked the person who started stripping her off her dress.
"Sorry, no time to set up another tent," the person replied as she removed the straps of Sharon's dress off her shoulders and then rolled her dress down until it pooled at her feet. Sharon stepped out of her shoes and insisted on removing her panties on her own. Right next to her, Andy was going through a similar process. "Please step in there," one HazMat member instructed them and they stepped into a part of the tent that had a shower. Very conscious of her nudity in front of her lieutenant, Sharon found herself turning her back to him as a HazMat member vigorously scrubbed every inch of her skin. The water was stinging her skin after the intense scrubbing and she bit her bottom lip to choke a cry of pain. It felt as if someone was sticking a thousand needles into her skin. She wasn't sure for how long the shower lasted, but eventually the HazMat member handed her a big towel which she quickly wrapped around herself and she was offered a seat. Andy landed on a seat right next to her, his skin red and flush. He was still coughing and his eyes were red.
"Captain Raydor," a tall man, clad in a protective suit took a seat in front of her. "I'm Sergeant James Adrian. I'm the officer in charge of the Hazardous Materials unit. How are you feeling?"
"I'm sure I'll live." Sharon replied. She felt very overwhelmed. Even though she knew in advance that she and Andy were going to go through a decontamination, she wasn't prepared for the pain or embarrassment of having to shower right next to her lieutenant.
"First of all, I'm apologize for not being able to decontaminate the two of you separately. Time was of the essence and I hope you understand." Sergeant Adrian started.
"I'm sure the Lieutenant and I will get over it… with intensive therapy," she smiled at Flynn. She might have been a little shaken, but she was relieved as well. He smiled back. "How are you feeling, Andy?"
"Still having some breathing difficulties," he replied.
"Both of you will be taken to the hospital for further examination, but it seems so far that your exposure to a hazardous material was superficial." Sergeant Adrian informed them.
"Sergeant, what were we exposed to?"
"The material in those drums is sulfuric acid. The fumes are very dangerous, but your exposure was short and I believe you will not suffer any permanent damage."
"And what about the bodies? How long were they in the drums?" Andy asked.
"Not too long. It takes two days to completely dissolve bodies in sulfuric acid. Those bodies were in the drums for a few hours at most." Sergeant Adrian replied.
"Will they be identifiable?" Sharon wondered.
"They should be. After they are decontaminated, I will make sure they are transferred to your medical examiner. Don't expect to gather much evidence from them. The acid probably destroyed it."
"Thank you, Sergeant. Please transfer the bodies to our ME as soon as possible," Sharon said and Sergeant Adrian nodded. Two paramedics walked into the tent and rolled a gurney in.
"It seems that the ambulances are here." Sergeant Adrian said.
"What about our clothes?" Andy asked and took a seat on the gurney as instructed by one of the paramedics.
"We'll do our best to decontaminate and return them to you, if possible. For now, you get to keep the towels."
Sharon was lying on the couch in her living room and staring at the TV. She couldn't concentrate on what was showing but the noise was comforting and made her feel like she wasn't alone. Taylor insisted that she and Andy take the day off work and she only communicated with her squad over the phone. A knock on the door startled Sharon and she looked away from the television and walked over to open the door. Andy was standing there, looking a little lost.
"Captain, how are you feeling?" he asked and she invited him in.
"I'm fine. What about you, Andy?" she motioned towards the couch and they sat down.
"I'm okay, I think." He said and his eyes inspected her from top to bottom. She was wearing a pair of low cut track pants and a white tank top. He thought she looked so much softer like this outfit than in the power suits she usually wore at work.
"So, what brings you here?" she asked.
"I've been thinking about you a lot since last night." Andy replied and Sharon was a little taken aback by his honesty.
"Oh," was the only sound she managed to produce.
"I don't mean to be rude, but the date that you had the other night…" Andy looked straight into her eyes. "Did he beat you? Is that why you were crying when you picked up the phone?"
"Andy," she put her hand on his knee. "What makes you think he beat me?"
"The bruises on your back; I saw them in the shower." Andy replied and she blushed at the thought that he took the liberty to look at her during the decontamination, while she actually looked away from him. "I'm only asking because I want to make sure you are safe."
"I appreciate your concern, Andy, but those bruises are my personal business. I will assure you, though, that I was not beaten up by anyone and I am safe." She smiled.
"You were crying last night." Andy pointed out.
"That was because of the sulfuric acid, Andy."
"No, I mean before that, when I called you." Andy explained.
"Andy, I'd appreciate it if you don't pry into my personal life. I understand that the fact that we had to be decontaminated together might have given you the idea that…"
"I'm sorry, Captain. I didn't mean to upset you. If you say that you are okay, then I'll take your word for it." Andy said. "I should go. Get some rest and I'll see you at work tomorrow."