It was Christmas Eve and the squad room was almost empty and unnaturally quiet. Against all normal trends, the crime rate was down and this holiday season had been quiet. All of the detectives were taking advantage of the calm and escaping as soon as their shift was over.
All except one particular detective.
“Hey, Blondie! You ready to go?”
Hutch startled at the sound of his best friend’s voice as Starsky came out of the captain’s office and stopped at his former, and hopefully future, desk.
“Starsk…what’re you doin’ here?”
“I came to wish some people a Merry Christmas… and to pick you up. Did you forget?”
Shuffling some papers on his desk, Hutch looked up and smiled. “No…no… I didn’t forget. But, well… I can’t leave just yet. I’ve got these reports to finish and…”
“Hutchinson!!!” Dobey’s bellow preceded him through his office door. “What are you still doing here?”
“Uh, reports, Captain. I haven’t finished…”
“You haven’t handed a report in on time since you’ve been in this division! Why start now?” Dobey smiled at his detective’s confusion, then softened his tone. “Your partner’s here to take you home. Go… enjoy your next few days off. The reports will still be here when you get back.”
Hutch looked at Dobey, a bit surprised, then at his partner, who smiled and nodded.
“C’mon, mushbrain, before he changes his mind.”
“I’m on my way out.” Dobey said as he slowly moved back into his office. “But if you really want to stay…”
Hutch quickly gathered his papers together, shoved them into a folder then stood and grabbed his jacket. “Well, let’s go, Starsk. What are you waiting for?” Starsky laughed as his partner lead the way towards the door.
“And, don’t forget,” Dobey yelled from his office. “Dinner is at 2 tomorrow. Don’t be late or you’ll disappoint Edith.”
“Don’t worry, Capt’n.” Starsky shouted as he pushed Hutch out into the hall, escaping. “We’ll be on time.” Continue reading “December 19th: A Very Special Gift by brianna441”
