Category: Gen

 Christmas 1972

Starsky came into the squad room carrying a tall cardboard box, which he placed carefully on his desk and then proceeded to pull out a small Christmas tree. It was a live miniature pine in a bright red pot and was already decorated with tiny baubles and the thinnest tinsel Hutch had ever seen. The pine scent filled the room and instantly made it smell like Christmas.

“Starsky?”

“Yeah?” Starsky responded automatically, as he moved the box to the floor and then repositioned his tree until it looked just right.

“Starsky. It’s December sixth.”

Starsky sat down on his chair and looked at his desk with satisfaction. “So?”

“You know the latest department memo said no decorations until Monday the eleventh. Two weeks before Christmas, no earlier.” Continue reading “December 10th- The Gifts of the Starsky by Lapfordlass”

Starsky and Hutch, along with everyone else in the 9th Precinct, were convinced their jurisdiction was hosting a massive criminal convention. There were murders, attempted murders, assaults of all sorts, robberies, burglaries, and more. What wore on them most of all, however, was the gang of purse snatchers targeting old ladies, several of whom hadn’t survived the violence of being pushed to the ground and kicked repeatedly.

Even with cops reassigned temporarily to the 9th from other precincts, the partners had put in sixteen- to twenty-hour days for almost two weeks. Though physically exhausted, what was worse was their near emotional collapse. They were almost thrilled to get a call about some “fierce intel” from one of Starsky’s snitches, which meant they had the opportunity to be out of the interminable action, at least for a short time. Continue reading “December 15th- Damage Control by MHE Priest”