You sigh as you walk out of the locker room. Today is your first day as a cop. Your partner name is Quinn Fabray. Apparently she is one of the best on the force. You see her talking with a short brunette, with a big nose but it seems to suit the small girls face. The short girl is dressed nice, with a blazer and a fancy blouse underneath, and a nice pair of pants. She wearing a smirk and her arms are crossed over her chest. You see a simple wedding band on her finger. A detective. Your brown eyes look over and scan your partner. She taller than you, and has blonde hair that stops at her shoulders. It looks kinda messy, like a lion mane, which you assume is a reason she got her nickname. You step over to the two other women.

"Hi Santana Lopez." You say and reach out your arm to your partner. She looks at your hand and laughs. You pull your hand back feeling embarrassed. You see the detective look at the blonde with a glare. She turns to you and smiles.

"Never mind my wife, I'm detective Rachel Berry-Fabray." You're caught off guard by this and your jaw drops. Quinn stops laughing and glares at you.

"W-wife?" You stutter out and both women look at you waiting for a response. Quinn responds first.

"Got a problem with that?" Her voice defensive as she steps in front of her wife as, if to defend her from the words you could say. You quickly shake your head.

"No, no of course not." You say and quickly think of something.

"It's just I wasn't told of your full name." You say and Quinn continues to glare. Rachel steps up again.

"We haven't quite changed our names yet. But we introduce ourselves like that to get use to doing it." You nod and look at Quinn hand and see a engagement ring and a wedding ring. You don't mean for it to be said out loud, but at last it slips out.

"You're a bottom." Your eyes widen and your hand slaps over your mouth. Quinn glare is wiped from her face and a smirk quickly fills Rachel's.

"I like this one honey, don't scare her away." Quinn face never changes as her wife kisses her cheek and leaves. Quinn face never wavering still taking in what you said.

"Let's go." She finally says. You think of a million things to say, and this is what you say.

"Don't worry I'm a bottom too." You say and she turns to you eyes wide and face once again surprised.

"Fuck!" Is all you say as she once again begins the walk to the doors. As opens the door you put your hand up to block the sunlight. Quinn walks to a group of people. Made up of some cops, paramedics, and firefighters.

"Hey Quinn, who's the fresh meat?" A cop with a squirrel on his head.

"Not up for grabs Noah. Plus she a bottom." Your face flushes as she utters your previous statement.

"I heard fresh meat and bottom so I came running." A blonde says she dressed in shirt with the fire fighting logo on her right boob, not that you were looking at her boobs. Okay you were (are) looking at her boobs. She has long blonde hair that falls past her shoulders. Her eyes are what catch your attention (besides her chest). They are the brightest blue you have ever seen.

"Like I told Noah she is not up for grabs." Quinn says and Blue eyes. (It is what you have dubbed her cause you have no idea what her name is.) Gives Quinn these sad puppy dog eyes.

"One grab?" She asks and you find yourself nodding. Causing blue eyes to smirk.

"No means no Pierce." You feel upset about this development in your life. Blue eyes also known as Pierce smirk grows.

"But she seems to want it." She takes a step closer and Quinn pushes you aside much like she had with her wife. You feel like this something Quinn does when she is defending someone, and you feel better knowing, even after making a fool of yourself on your first day. She would protect you. Before even more can be sad there a loud bell and you jump a little and stumble into someone. Brittany and Quinn break from their glare off as Brittany rushes to the station across the street. You watch as all the firefighters and paramedics rush off.

The siren of the truck is loud and it bellows out. Quinn pushes Mohawk (whose name may be Noah) to his car and you apologize to the cop who you jumped into. He has blue eyes not quite as blue as Pierce. Brown hair that is side swiped.

"Sorry-," You read his badge.

"Abrams." You finish and he smile and nods and follows Mohawk/maybe Noah to his car. You turn to see Pierce, hanging on to the back of the truck, wink at you before the truck pulls off.

"Lopez!" Quinn yells over the truck noise. Your eyes fall on the blonde who is sitting in her patrol car. You rush over to her and hop into it.

"Stay away from her." Is the first thing she says as you enter the car. You hesitantly nod you head. She sees this.

"I mean it, Pierce is bad news. The last partner I had did not leave because of me. It is because of her." She says as she kicks the car into gear.

"Right stay away from her." You will listen to Quinn even if it means ignoring your groin.

"So, what do I call you?" Quinn looks at you.

"Call me Quinn." She states simply.

"Okay Quinn, can I just say the person you met earlier was not me." You say and Quinn looks a little upset by this.

"I'm a bigger bitch." This causes Quinn to smile a little more.

"Well, then Santana I think you and I are going to get along quite well." Quinn states and you smirk along side your new partner.