He’s a young detective Xavier—one of the good ones—and when an undercover bust went bad three years ago, his wife and unborn child were killed. He swore he’d never love again, even though he was married young right out of high school. Then his old partner retires, only to be replaced by a wide-eyed, spunky rookie, Dawn Matthews, whose seemingly impossible innocence and zest for life remind him life is worth living again. This could only end in disaster…right? Dare he makes the first move toward new love?
[b "Oh yes! I accept. Oh, thank you! I will not let you or the team down."] Dawn excitedly spoke into her cellphone, pacing around her living room. "You better not. We will see you tomorrow, make sure you have dressed appropriately. Welcome to the team, Dawn." The chief spoke and then hung up the phone. [b "Thank you, thank you!"] Dawn smiled. When the phone call was over, Dawn couldn't keep in her excitement. She started dancing around her living room, jumping up and down. [b "I did it! I can't believe I really did it!"] The girl spoke, settling herself down on her couch.
Dawn had wanted to be a detective her whole life. While other little girls dressed as princesses, Dawn found trench coats and magnifying glasses. She loved puzzles and solving "mysteries" her father would create for her. Dawn's mother had passed when she was little, and her dad was all she had, and he was a detective too. She always wanted to be just like her dad.
Going through the police academy was rough, but it was what Dawn needed to do to get to where she wanted to be. College, Police Academy, a year in investigation services and now her dream. During her time at investigative services, Dawn had unique skills a lot of other people took years to learn. Dawn was a wiz at finding information, on anyone and anything. She could deep dive to find people, where they would be and why they were there. She could read people easily, just by looking at them. She was also one of the best undercover officers they had, being able to play any role she was given, which had probably given them a reason for her getting this detective job.
Some people were thrown off by Dawn as well. She was young, new to the scene, and eccentric. She was unconventional in some things, and the girl could talk about anything. She rubbed some people the wrong way, but she meant no harm. She had such delight in life and wanted to live it as authentically as she could.
[i - Next Morning, 8:42 am-]
[i I hope you are proud of me, mom.] Dawn thought to herself, as she braced herself for the first day of her dream job.
Dawn walked into the station, excited to start her first day. She walked into the office where her boss sits, walking in and saluting him. [b "Good Morning."] Dawn greeted the man, reaching her hand out to shake him. "Hello Dawn, it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person. How about you go take a seat at your desk, and you can have your partner show you around, huh." the chief smiled, looking down at his paperwork. [b "Partner, sir?"] Dawn asked, no one had told her of a partner. "Yes, you don't think you'd be alone as a rookie, do you?" he replied. Dawn smiled, knowing this would all be a part of the job. [b "You're right sir. I'll be the best rookie you've ever had. Mark my words. Today is the best day of my life, sir."] Dawn replied, knowing her personality was too much for a lot of people. "Yes, uh, make it the best day of your life at your desk." the chief smiled at her. Dawn, knowing she overstayed her welcome, made her way to her desk.
Dawn saw the desk, a nameplate with her name on it. [b "Wow, this is so fancy. I can't believe I have my own desk. This is going to be amazing."] she smiled and noticed someone at the desk next to hers. [b "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. Dawn Matthews. You can just call me Dawn, or Matthews. I know my dad said something about detectives sometimes calling each other by last names. I've always wondered about that. I am talking too much, I'm sorry. Well, it's nice to meet you."] Dawn said nervously and finished by nervously running a hand through her hair, a nervous habit she had. She let her personality throw up all over this nice young man who she was sitting next to. [b "I'm sorry I made such an idiot of myself, I've been told I make quite the impression. It's my first day."] Dawn replied, putting her bag down underneath her desk. [b "Are you the partner he boss told me about?"] she smiled. Dawn hoped and prayed her new partner wasn't already annoyed or scared by the way she acted. She would just have to show them how good of a worker she could be.
[center [i How much more frustrating could shit get?]]
[center Despite the fact that the question was a rhetorical one, and only spoke in his mind, Xavier got his answer in the form of a call to the chief's office. He'd already finished his paperwork for the night and was ready to head back to his apartment, get a drink, and go to bed. Hell, it was routine for him at this point. He didn't need something interrupting that. And yet, here he was, standing before his superior, doing his best not to look agitated.]
[center By the raised brow on the chief's face, he wasn't doing a very good job at all.]
[center [b [i "Don't worry. This won't take long. I'm only informing you that I'm assigning you a new partner. A young woman who will be here tomorrow."]]]
[center A tick worked its' way into Xavier's jaw. [b "I think it's a bit too early for a new partner,"] he said, his voice rough. He was tired, damn it. He didn't have time for this.]
[center The chief shrugged. [b [i "Sorry, Madison. It's a done deal. Go home and rest up. You have a busy day ahead of you."]]]
[center He couldn't argue. He wanted to, though. His body screamed at him to stand his ground, to tell the man before him to throw the newbie at someone who gave a shit. He didn't, though. He was just angry about the change. He respected the other gentleman too much to actually make too much of a fuss. [b "Fine, but if she can't hold her own, I'm washing my hands of her."]]
[center A nod before he spoke again. [b [i "Goodnight, Madison."]]]
[center He only grunted in response before he turned on his heel, quickly leaving the room. [i Great...] His last partner had been perfect. They'd worked together like a well-oiled machine. His departure had been rough, but at least Xavier had known he didn't have to worry about having his back and vice versa. They just worked that well together. With a rookie...who knew what would happen?]
[center He paused in the hallway, leaning against the wall and running a hand over his face. Memories flashed through his mind. Blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and the kindest smile he'd ever seen. He closed his eyes tightly and took a deep, shaky breath. Those images would haunt him for the rest of his life...]
[center [b ~~~~~~]]
[center The next morning, Xavier sat at his desk, a cup of untouched coffee sitting beside a framed picture of him and a woman. The picture, instead of facing him in the chair, facing the opposite way, as if looking out at the room instead. It was too hard to look at and too hard to put away. He was furiously typing away at his computer when he heard an unfamiliar voice.]
[center He paused, listening as the young woman commented on her own desk. [i It's not that impressive.] He wouldn't tell her that, though. The job would crush her enthusiasm in no time. Then she addressed him and it took all he had not to glare, grit his teeth, or snap at her. It wasn't her fault that this had happened. [i Breathe...]]
[center Finally looking away from his computer, his eyes would take in, a quick up and down, before landing on her face. She hardly looked old enough to even be out of school. And she certainly knew how to talk... [i Christ.] He sighed before leaning back in his seat, running a hand through his hair. [b "Xavier Madison, and yes, we address one another by our last names."] This was fine....everything was fine.]
[center [b "I am, in fact, the partner he told you about."] Sitting back up, he watched her. [b "A few things before this goes any further: don't belittle yourself. You haven't done anything wrong. Slow down when speaking, otherwise, I'm going to ignore you. That's too much to focus on at once, especially this early in the morning."] Was it obvious that he wasn't a morning person? [b "Don't expect to go out into the field right away, and if we do, don't just jump in. You do that, you'll put us both in danger."]]
[center Xavier was positive she already knew all of this, but there was no harm in giving her a quick reminder.]
Dawn, even if she kept her smile and bright demeanor on the outside, was a bit hurt by the hardness of her new partner. [b “Noted.”] she replied to his laundry list of ‘tips’ he had so graciously given her. She sat down at her new desk, pulling out her laptop and opening it up. [b “And I have been on the field before. Not as a detective but I did some undercover work before. I do know what I am doing.”] the woman commented, not looking up from her computer.
Dawn, as much as she was outgoing and a people person, was used to working alone. She had worked as an information analyst, as well as an undercover worker when needed. She was extremely observant, which was one of the main reasons she was hired as a new detective. They needed someone who was good at figuring out information.
Dawn sat back, her inbox completely empty. She tapped her legs before she looked over Xavier. He was handsome, a ‘dark and mysterious’ type no doubt. But she shouldn’t be thinking that way, she needed to keep all relationships completely professional. But, thinking he was handsome was not against the rules.
[b “Chief Forester mentioned you’d show me around? I haven’t gotten my badge or anything yet, and I’m not sure where’d I’d even go to do that.”] Dawn spoke brightly, her demeanor wasn’t quite crushed by the mysterious man. She knew the two clearly didn’t get off on the right foot, but she wasn’t going to change who she was for this guy. If anything, he’d have to loosen up if he wanted to have a decent relationship with her. Even if he didn’t, that didn’t mean she wouldn't be looking out for him from here on out. A partner is a partner.
[i “Ah, it seems like you two have officially met. Hopefully you two are already getting along well.”] Chief Forester approached the pair, placing a hand on the back on Dawn’s chair as he took a sip of his coffee. [i “Matthews, has Madison shown you around yet?”] The chief asked, giving a brief look over to Xavier before his eyes settled on the rookie.
[b “Oh, uh, not yet. We were just getting acquainted.”] Dawn spoke, a smile on her lips as she looked up to the chief, before her eyes then settled on Xavier on her left. [i “Well, you two should do that tour. After that, come by the office, we have a new case for you two. Well, new to you Matthews. You were pretty familiar with this case, Madison.”] The chief spoke, before walking away, downing more of his coffee without another word.
Seems like Chief Forester was a man of mystery as well, she’d have to remember that. [b “Better get a move on then, hm?”] she spoke, her smile never leaving her lips. She pushed herself up onto her feet, [b “I’d rather get started on a case sooner rather than later, don’t know about yourself.”] Dawn spoke, a bit of sass in her voice. He may be her partner and this may be work, but who said she couldn’t have a little fun as well.
[center Xavier had to pause at her words. He was sure it didn't mean to come off as snarky, since it didn't sound like it, but the way she worded it was interesting. [i [b "I do know what I'm doing."]] Maybe she wouldn't be that bad to work with after all. Quickly pushing that thought away, he looked back to his screen. At least she was willing to listen, as well. That would make things a little bit easier.]
[center A silence settled over the room, which made him feel a little more at ease. Xavier wasn't good at small talk. He never had been, even when he had a wife and child on the way. Sure, he would do it more often back then, but he didn't like to. It was never enjoyable or easy.]
[center It was why he was grateful for the quiet. He could actually think and do what needed to be done without any interruptions.]
[center Provided nothing happened.]
[center Then she spoke again, and it took everything in his power not to bite her head off. It wasn't her fault he didn't sleep well the night before. It wasn't her fault that the chief had thrown the two of them into this position. He opened his mouth to reply when the Chief's voice stopped him. He quickly closed out what he was working on on the computer, making sure he saved it first, before turning around in his chair to give Dawn and Forester his complete attention.]
[center With a quick [b "Yes, sir,"], Xavier stood, stretching his arms over his head before grabbing his jacket and throwing it on. He raised a brow as he looked at her. Her attitude hadn't changed at all, despite him practically biting her head off. It was interesting, to say the least. It meant that she might survive the place.]
[center [b "I'll try not to take too long, then. I'll show you the important places."] He took a moment to think before he shrugged. [b "Maybe later I'll show you all of the secret spots around the building."] Couldn't hurt to be a [i little] nice.]
[center Something tugged at the back of his mind, however. What case was the chief talking about and why did he have the feeling that he wasn't going to like it?]
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