#Hostile Ground|Undercover SL

[brooklynislandgirl]

[cop] mandarin

Autumn Bleeds || -

The weather is a nasty bit of business. It was a nasty bit of trouble when a hurricane made it up towards Maryland before being down graded to a tropical storm, and by the time it made landfall in New York, it was all hands on deck. Harbour patrol was working with the coast guard to keep everyone off the bays, fire and rescue were on standby, both the buses and the ladder companies, and even detectives were being pulled onto the streets in uniform because it’s bad.And the only thing keeping Luka inside of his own skin is that Maria is safe, staying with Lexi and the kids, safe as only the chief of his precinct can make his own family. Not that Beth knows any of this.

Not when she’s huddling under an even in thigh high boots, a skirt only a whisper longer than a belt, and the trashiest faux fur coat she could get her hands on. Thick eye-make up almost obscuring her green gaze though it’s snapping hellfire up at him. Lipstick so dark it rivals dried blood for colour and texture. She’s impossibly thinner than normal, shivering from the ferocious wind and lashing rain and...

“What da hell, Luka?”Four words, drawn into a tight hiss as she settles back on her feet from being caught around the waist by one thick arm, out of the rain and into a covered alley. She can’t process her gladness to be out of the storm but there’s a heart-pounding fear coursing through her.She wants to ask about Maria. Wants to know where she is, why Luka’s here, and in uniform when he should be at home. She wants to ask about House and the Twins and Luc. Wants to ask about the life she has to never think about while she’s out here.But none of those questions come, can pierce the haze that wraps her mind in fog. She clutches at instinctive straws and leans into the brick at her back, one leg bent, sole flat against graffiti stained masonry. Shoulders square and her coat front parts to flash him dangerously exposed bits of her flesh above the leopard print corset she’s wearing.“Or did ya come find me cause you were lonely?” She drags her gaze down him from face to just below his belt before flickering back up. She catches her lip between her teeth and tilts her head. “Nevah could resist a man in uniform.”