Kiss

One more before
the weekend .


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FAKE .I am
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from this story


Action ahead !

Moon






Thursday , April 27th , 4: 15 pm


Their assault/ murder case was dragging into its third week .

Deangelo was proving to be one elusive S.O.B. He'd failed to show at the
court house Monday morning, dodged a stakeout at his mother's house Tuesday , and slipped out the back door of the diner he worked at Wednesday afternoon. Drake was heartily sick of watching their suspect wriggle free like a fish off a hook time and time again .

It wasn't just the fact he'd killed his ( former ) best friend , in a jealous lover's triangle . Or put his girlfriend in the hospital , beaten so badly she needed nearly four hours of surgery just to reconstuct her face . At 6 ' 2 " he had no business laying a hand on any woman , let alone one that was 5 ' 3 " and pregnant .

Pregnant with his child .

Drake stode angrily to their car on the ground level of the St .Mary's
parking garage , forcing JJ to jog to keep up with him . They'd just come from interviewing the Silva girl again , trying to pry more information from her on Deanelo's whereabouts . Bad enough her jaw was wired shut , and she had to use a dry erase baord to refuse to answer their questions . This guy had done such a head - job on her she was convinced she 'd gotten what she deserved for displeaseing him. She still loved him . Drake wanted to scream .

" Oh , I want this guy off the streets , and I want him off today ," Drake growled .

" Slow down , " JJ panted . " I can't catch you -- "

Drake ignored him , fingers clumsy with anger as he fumbled the keys in the lock. Jenny Silva was the same age as his baby sister Melissa , and resembled her more than a little .

When her eyes weren't black and blue , that is .

" Let me drive , " JJ said , holding out his hands for the keys . " You're in no condition --"

" I can drive just fine , " Drake snapped , yanking his hand away . " Just get in ."

JJ 's eyes went wide as he stared over Drake's shoulder . He gripped Drake's forearm painfully . " Don't turn around , " he hissed .

Drake locked eyes on his partner's face , immediately obeying the command. JJ 's gaze was rivited over right shoulder into the hospital's front drive .

" Deangelo just got off a city bus about thity yards away , " JJ said , deadly quiet . " He's heading for the front entrance now ."

Come to finish the job , Drake knew at once . He watched JJ 's eyes track their suspect's progress to the doors. " Do you want me to follow, or go ahead ? "

" Follow ," JJ said . " I ' ll go alert security and meet you inside ." He darted towards the stairwell and disappeared .

Drake checked his side arm , taser and mace , moving to catch up to Deangelo's purposeful stride . His eyes darted right , left , center . Two young parking valets lounging and talking near the entrance . A succession of cars departing and arriving, patients being wheeled through
the massive revolving doors . Visitors coming and going . Shit , this was the worst place for a takedown possible .They'd have to do it fast , and without firing a shot .

" Police , move aside ! " Drake barked , pushing past the startled crowds into the revolving doors. He stepped in just after Deangelo, shoved quickly past him and turned with a sudden stop.His lack of movement abruptly halted the door's perpetual motion , trapping them together inside .

Deangelo 's eyes widened , his mouth agape . He erupted into a flurry of motion , right hand snatching to the small of his back . Drake's own hand flew forward , swinging into a solid wall of t-shirt covered muscle with a taser on full charge .

Deangelo went down like a ton of bricks, convulsing and howling . The handgun that had been tucked into his pants flew to the floor ; for one , heart stopping moment Drake waited to hear the sound of a bullet richocheting in the tiny space . In the next instant JJ was with him, pushing through the emergency panel in the center of the plexiglass door span . Together they wrestled Deangelo onto his belly as JJ readied his cuffs .

He wasn't going without a fight , apparently . As Drake struggled to restrain his wrists one hand slipped free. An arm swung wildly amidst the filth pouring from Deangelo's mouth , backhanding JJ across the face. Drake heard the " click " of JJ's teeth snapping together as he his head flew back .JJ shoved an elbow into the back of Deangelo's head , pressing his face into the ground . In the next instant Drake was straddling Deangelo's chest , forcing the wind out of his lungs with an audible " woof ! " . He yanked Deangelo's hands together , pulling them nearly to the back of his neck , eliciting a strangled yelp of pain .

" Stop resisting ! " Drake snapped. JJ quickly secured the cuffs around the man's thick wrists . The whirr- snick of their bracelets fitting together was music to Drake's ears . Ignoring some of the more inventive names he was being called , Drake calmly began to recite the Miranda rights .

JJ was calling for back up on his two - way and beckoning security as they jogged over to institue crowd control . Drake was dimly aware of applause eminating from the throng of gawkers as he stood, eyes glued to their suspect as he lay trussed on the floor, spitting like an angry cat .

Two marked cars with four burly uniforms arrived a short time later to escort Deangelo to the station . Only then did Drake allow himself to hurry to his partner's side .

" Well , " JJ said breathlessly , glancing at his watch , " That was a productive fifteen minutes ! "

Drake shook his head , surveying his partner's rapidily swelling left cheek . " Would ' ve been perfect too if that fucker hadn't gotten you . Shit , he clocked you good , too , Bud ; I ' m sorry ,
that was my fault , I let him get loose . Let's go get you some ice ."

JJ touched his face gingerly and smiled lopsidedly . " Maybe I should make you kiss it
better instead ."