A/N: Thanks for checking out my first story on Fan Fiction . I hope you enjoy and I'm looking forward to reading some reviews. (Constructive Criticism is welcomed.)
Chapter One: Introductions
I looked up to the black ceiling. Thoughts and emotions, swimming through my mind.
I think of my tactical training. The Run'n'Gun setup, the procedures of talking violent persons down. Am I capable?
Of course I'm capable. I think to myself. Security training at twenty two- youngest graduate in the class. 2 years of guarding a multinational shipping company, then 4 years of Border Services at the country's busiest border crossing. Challenged the Police Academy- the youngest to challenge and pass the Academy in the last twenty years. Six years policing in a small town detachment, making my way from Constable to Staff Sergeant. Transferred to the meanest, baddest streets with Toronto Police Service as Patrol Constable, working the night shifts.
I then realized I was wearing a huge grin.
The clock says 3:55am. It'll go off in five minutes, with a continuous audible alarm of approximately 65 decibels. It'll probably wake up Haley and the kids. I should turn it off, before it does.
I tried swinging my right arm around to turn it off, but I couldn't.
What the hell?
To my right, I realize that my wife- Haley is sleeping on it. Beautiful, full of grace, angel from the sky Haley. I think back...
High school sweet-hearts from sixteen. Had our daughter- Megan, a month after graduation at eighteen. Worked odd-jobs for four years, barely supporting the family. Got serious, got married- moved down east for two years. Moved back home for 4 years. Did the Academy, then worked my butt off for six years to pay off our debts. After that, moved to Toronto, been happy, and had Matthew two years ago.
Finally the alarm went off.
As expected, Haley woke up and rolled over. The baby started crying.
Quickly turn off the alarm.
Got up, grabbed my undershirt and made my way to the washroom, which is down the hall. It'll take me about 30 minutes to get ready, including my personal 5-minute "get the blood pumping" workout.
Haley entered Matthew's room and picked him up out of the crib, and started rocking him back to sleep. She gave me a look. What the hell kind of look is that?
She walks forward and plants a passionate kiss on me.
"Hope you have a good first day, hun." She says.
What a doll- that's why I love her.
Megan's door flashes open. It's a blur of long brunette hair (much like her mother), and scantily clad night clothes. I thought Haley was going to talk to her about that.
"Dad! What the hell?" she angrily asks me in passing, as she enters the open bathroom door, slams it shut (which makes Matthew cry again), followed by locking it.
"I had to wake up early Megan, for my new job."
"I don't care!"
"You had to get up anyways for school, right?"
"No! Calculus was cancelled!"
"How long you going to be Megan?"
"Don't know- don't care!"
First day on the job- having breakfast at work.
A/N: So this was more of an introduction chapter, as you can tell. Now obviously, its in first person, with the POV on this mysterious new Team One SRU Officer. What's his name? Keep your eyes, peeled, it'll be coming! (along with some of our favourite Flashpoint characters!)