A Normal Day?

I was just about to relax a little bit when I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. "Hello?"

"Anya, Hey dear! how are you doing?" a delightful voice was heard from the other line and I also tried to seem more energetic than what I felt "Thanks Mary, I'm fine. you?"

"Okay. so,where are you?"

I looked out of the car "Umm... at work, why?"

"Well mom invited us over for dinner tonight, you haven't forgotten right?" She asked suspiciously.

I bit my lip harshly. Damn, that had totally slipped my mind!

" I did actually, good thing you reminded me. and it's just us right?'

"As far as I know." She said innocently.

"Ok then I'll see you later"

"See you honey!" I could literally feel her smile from behind the phone and although I was still shocked up, it made me grin stupidly too.

John got on the car when I hung up. "So, did you catch our pervert?"

He rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction and answered in a annoyed tone " No, this federal people! they said he was now FBI's responsibility "

"What? but he had nothing to do with the shooting!" I was shocked by how stupid all this was.

Right before we were called from main station to chase a armed car nearby our permanent, me and John arrested a murderer.

A pervert who had a long history of public harassment and had now accidentally killed someone while doing so.

He was with us when we arrived and got caught up in the middle of the shooting.

"They said because he was present at a FBI operation, they must get his confession themselves and see what he says. Anyway, we are doomed! Captain is going to kill us!"

Oh dear God. After a minute when the premature was clear enough, John started the car and we rode about an hour to get out of the mountainside and back to the city.

We worked in NYPD. People at the shooting today must have thought it was a newbie or something, but as a matter of fact I've been working for police for more than 5 years now. Detective Anya Hale! huh.

One day hearing this would make me to puke rainbow but now it was just a routine.A rather weird routine.

My stomach hurt because of the gunshot and my feet felt heavy in my black boots. My hair was all sticky and dirty because of rolling on grounds and my sweat had dried because of the cold weather.

A pretty messed up mood which felt oddly like a normal day.

To be honest, I wasn't unhappy. working as a police specially working on homicide cases has been always my dream. The only problem was that after an accident two years ago, I wasn't good with guns.

I could rip 40 people with knives and don't even blink, but guns... they weren't exactly my thing.

We finally arrived at the station and I directly went for the lockers, when John called me " Hey, shouldn't we meet up with the Captain first?"

"Yeah well, you go do that. I'm too dirty. and if the Capitan said something, make sure to mention that I got shot and he better give me a break!"

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